Jun 27, 2008
My neck is all tingly
Last weekend, in my quest to find my dad a birthday present, I went to Brookstone. There was a chiropractor's office giving out free massages, and that's why my neck is all tingly now.
OK, there's slightly more to it than that. The free massage was conditional on filling out a "questionnaire." Basically, I got sucked into going to a chiropractor for a free exam, free x-rays and a future free massage. And it's pretty interesting stuff. It turns out that my neck is out of whack, which I could have told you for free. Well, they told me for free, too, now that I think about it...
Anyway, it turns out that my usually crappy insurance actually covers chiropractic care, and I can go and get my spine adjusted for the low, low price of $9 a session. So I got sucked in by the novelty, I can accept that. My first adjustment was yesterday, and it was noisy and slightly violent. Which I can get behind. My neck doesn't necessarily feel better today, but it does feel tingly. And I'm more conscious of my posture, which could use a little help. I'll keep you updated as my progress continues.
Also, I'm moving for the next couple weeks so if you want to lend a hand, just let me know!
Jun 18, 2008
Friends
So usually I blog about myself. Because I am selfish...
Today, I want to give a shout-out to some of my friends. I'm going to start off with Jen, Haley and Jackie, mostly because they're likely to actually read this.
Jennifer: Jen and I shook hands at 2:00 am to seal our decision to move to Nashville together. I love this about our relationship. Jen is an adventurer and a unique soul. Most people's reactions I can predict, but Jen still surprises me pretty regularly. While she's incredibly grounded, she still has a surprising amount of childlike wonderr. She also shares my anger issues. ("All men love a woman filled with rage.") Beyond that, she's solid friend. She'll tell me if she thinks I'm doing something wrong, but I know she's always on my side. Oh, and she has great taste in music.
Haley: Haley gets offended when I say that she kind of reminds me of a middle school sleepover, but I mean it as a compliment! Haley is full of life, brimming over, even. She will draw me out if I'm having a terrible day or let me complain, if I need to get something off my chest. If it weren't for Haley, I wouldn't get out as much as I do. And she gets me involved in other people's lives, too. Haley loves serving as a connection point between people, which is a powerful thing. Another thing I love about Haley? She agreed to be my roommate before she ever met me. She's a fabulous hostess and a great cook, too.
Jackie: Jackie and I have similar histories, which is nice, because our background isn't typical. We can talk for hours at dinner, leave the restaurant and talk outside for another hour before we realize that we should have stayed, gotten dessert and kept talking. (Which brings up another point, Jackie will always eat dessert with me!) Jackie is also one of my first "grown-up" friends. We didn't meet until we were both out of college, and unlike other friends, most social occasions we share involve alcohol. And Jackie deeply loves Disney, which is incomprehensible and highly entertaining to me.
Jun 15, 2008
Nell
For the last 10 years or so, my great grandfather, Grandaddy Charles, has been dating a woman named Nell. They started seeing each other a few years after Grandmommy (my great grandmother) passed.
Nell was quite the character. For the first three or four years they dated, she wouldn't let Grandaddy Charles sit next to her in church. It was just too scandalous! Then she wouldn't marry him because it was silly for two people their age to get married. She was fiery and independent, just the kind of woman for Grandaddy Charles. So he pursued her relentlessly and never let her rebuffs deter him. Every time I came home, it seemed, there was a new story about Nell and Grandaddy Charles.
This morning, I called my dad, and he told me that he was at Nell's funeral. She had moved to a nursing home a few weeks ago and had died suddenly in her sleep this week. Nell was quite old, and while her death was sudden, it wasn't necessarily surprising. Well, it seems Nell had one last trick up her sleeve...
For years, Nell had told us that she was younger than Grandaddy Charles. (Not a difficult task, he's 95.) It turns out Nell had been feeding us a line. She was 98 when she passed, and we all thought she was 92!
What's even funnier is that in the program for the service, she had them put down that she was born in 1916...except that she was born in 1910...which it said elsewhere in the program...Her reasoning for telling everyone she was six years younger than she was: she thought people wouldn't like her if they knew she was that old. Nell was a great woman, and I'm glad to have known her, if only through her adventures with my great grandfather. I hope that when I go, there are as many stories to tell about me as there were about Nell.
Jun 14, 2008
Sometimes your body tells you it's time to stop...
Last night, I fell asleep at 8:00 pm on my couch. I woke up this morning, still on the couch, at 7:00 am. I guess I was more tired than I thought. There's been a lot going on lately.
I'm in a show right now, I Never Saw Another Butterfly, and it's a little draining. I play a teacher who is teaching children in a Jewish ghetto in WWII. Take a wild guess as to whether or not rehearsals are taking a toll.
In addition to this, I'm moving. Which is good and bad. Good because I'm exicited to have someone to talk to when I come home. Bad because I love my place, and I have to move because I can't afford it. We just found a place this week. Hopefully, we'll sign the lease next weekend, and it will be ours. Until then, I'm a little uneasy.
On top of these two items, my first major project since my promotion is due in a couple weeks. Things haven't been going too smoothly on the project recently for a few reasons, which I won't go into here. (But give me a call, and I'm sure I'll give you an earful...)
And I'm having serious problems with my allergies. OK, that about covers my litany of complaints. Wow, this turned all livejounral-y on me...
