Friday Faff: Monday Edition (I may have just cringed as I typed that)
I loved your comments regarding my New Year's Inevitable Events. I'd just like to clarify something though: I am not resolving to drink less alcohol, I am resolving to buy less alcohol. God gave me boobies for a reason and if procuring free alcohol isn't the reason, I don't know what is. Ha, I love the word boobies. Sorry.
Anyway. Thank you for your suggestions on how to make beets palatable. I'm not sure that I believe you, but I'll try. I hadn't thought of roasting them. When I was a kid, my mom would steam them (with the greens) and they'd be all soggy and limp and I have to stop thinking about it now because I just threw up in my mouth a little.
The reason I want to wear mascara to work every day is because I look like death without it. I have pale skin and pale eyes and pale eyelashes. Mascara makes me look human. (Elle Bee: I'm not naturally beautiful. I'm lazy. But thanks!) The Over-Thinker suggested that I wait until I get to work before applying my mascara. The Over-Thinker is a genius.
Thank you for your thoughts on my male/female doctor dilemma. (Especially thanks to Meg, who emailed me her doctor's contact info.) I'm still not sure where I stand. I think the main reason I'm hesitant to see a male doctor is that I'm someone who learns by doing. I know that some people learn by reading or by observing but I need to do something, actually experience something, before I can grasp it. I guess I find it difficult to accept that a male doctor could know as much as a female doctor about lady bits without actually owning said lady bits. Clearly I need to stop thinking so much and just find a damn doctor.
So there you go, I am all faffed out. Time for me to go apply some mascara.