Friday, September 28, 2012

Highway Robbery, Angels, Opportunity and Lesson Learned

 I can't believe I didn't try to talk my way out of it!!!

I have often said and do think this way ...that if you want something ...don't be afraid to ASK.  Never deny someone the OPPORTUNITY to say YES!  And try again if you get a "no" answer because situations and perspectives change over time.  And if you don't ask ...if you don't try at all ...because you are afraid ...or because you assume the answer will be "No", then that is what you get ...nothing.  You should at least try once.

But I didn't do it this time.

I assumed since I got a picture in the mail of the front of MY car with My license plate number ..that I was guilty and couldn't contest it.

Then when I saw they were charging an additional FIFTY DOLLARS for a 1.50 toll violation and if I didn't pay it by the 15th day from the date on my notification, I'd be subject to a FIVE HUNDRED DOLLAR fine ...for a 1.50 ...I thought SCAM!!  Although ...the notification was indeed from the state of NJ.

And for the life of me ...I had no idea when I went though the Garden State Parkway EZ Pass booth without paying.... on our way home from the shore back in August.  But ...I was a bit baffled as to why I had 2 tolls to pay when going down and only 1 toll to pay when getting off near Newark.  So ...I also figured that I just got in the wrong lane and missed paying the toll.

One positive about the GS Pkwy I noticed is that they reduced the number of tolls to go through and it seems that you only have to pay when getting on and off the parkway.  I'm not sure about that though since I don't travel it much at all.

I hate the toll booth areas.  It feels like you are tempting fate and it is by the grace of God when you and a gazillion other people are trying to stay in or head for certain parkway lanes, but now you have to be mindful of the CORRECT toll booths for exact change, EZ pass or whatever.  You have all these cars that were traveling pretty fast ...having to slow down, be courteous (ha ha) as we all crisscross lanes trying to get into the right one without getting all off track from what part of the pkwy we want to travel on, and all this with the goal of also coming out alive on the other side one piece and no car damage.  I've been known to pray and certainly ...blessing yourself couldn't hurt either.  Like a soldier going into battle  (it is the Jersey Garden State parkway after all), armed with change for the exact change booth, focused on my mission in front of me..."Okay ...I'm goin in ...cover me!", to the co captain of the vehicle.

Actually ...I wonder if angels on assignment to cover the parkway aren't playing their own version of PacAngel ...with darting in and out of all the driver's cars helping them to avoid collisions?  I wonder if angels get stressed?  Or is it fun?  Certainly rewarding when you score big with saving lives.  I'm just saying.  There must be a lot of angels in these areas ...or is it the guardian angels traveling with us that just jump into action?  Hmmm ...but I digress.

So ...I was really aggravated about the ridiculously high violation fee.  HIGHWAY ROBBERY I tell you!  Pun intended.  It is though ...truly highway robbery.  Multiply those fines times the amount of daily drivers.  With that alone the heck did NJ ever fall into financial debt.  Although we are at a surplus with the state budget now.  Again ...I digress.  I'm not going to get into politics and discuss the fact that a republican governor got our state out of debt so that we have a surplus now.

I am going to say that I was so aggravated about this highway robbery of charging FIFTY dollars for a 1.50 violation that I decided NOT to pay it until the 15th day.  That was my BIG protest.  And I waited until 10pm, at which point I went to pay it on line.  It wouldn't work!  no matter what I did kept coming up that my violation could not be found!

Did the angels also pay my fine too?  ;)

I began stressing because now it was too late to mail it in and if I can't get this payment in ...I WILL get the FIVE HUNDRED DOLLAR fine!  Then I wondered if it was erased in the system because I had not paid it and it was not coming up and I was doing everything right with data entry.  My son tried and couldn't get it to take.  I thought about how difficult it is to get through on the phone to state agencies and now I was bummed.

Then after midnight ...I called the number to pay by phone.  I don't know why I didn't do it sooner.  I had just walked away in abject frustration for a while ..tried again and then just decided to call.  It seemed to be going well until the voice on the other end said that my records couldn't be found.  And now I was concerned because on top of that ...I had given out my credit card information.  It just felt all wrong.  I vowed I will never wait so long to handle something like this and was annoyed at myself too.

I figured I'd be on hold for hours the next morning, but someone answered soon after I placed the call.  Turns out the system did accept my credit card info and the violation was paid.  It would've been nice if instead of telling me the system couldn't find my records it just said, "Thank you for your payment."

Then I told her what happened and it certainly wasn't intentional.  She was empathetic and told me that I should have disputed it and they would've given me a one time courtesy and dismissed it.  WHAT?  I asked her if she could credit my account and she said no ..that once you pay the fee, they can't refund it.  :(

Then today ...I thought nothing ventured- nothing gained and so I called back.  I explained what happened and she sweetly said they couldn't refund it because it would be like pleading guilty in court and then trying to undo it.  the decision was already made.  Can't you claim insanity or something in court?  Anyway ..she also told me I should've disputed it.  But ..she said that if it happens again ...I can still use my one time courtesy.  mental note made.  of course I will try not to do it again ...but that is good to know.

So ...if anyone reading this gets one of these toll violations in NJ- remember can DISPUTE it if it is a first offense.  I did tell her that it would be my 2nd offense and she said it didn't matter because I didn't use up my one time courtesy.  So ..keep that in mind too.

I just thought the picture was solid proof and that the state was heartless - so I didn't even try to dispute it.

Lesson reinforced: "Never deny someone the OPPORTUNITY to say YES!"


Alien Salad Head :) and Girl Talk

Rapunzel's long hair

Earlier I decided to mix 1/2 cup of extra virgin olive oil with 1/2 cup of mayonnaise together to give my hair a deep conditioning treatment.

So the moment ...olive oil is dripping down my upper body, I have an olive oil/mayo film in my left eye that hasn't rinsed out completely as yet, my left ear aches a bit (is it alright if olive oil gets into your ear? (I now have cotton balls in them heating the oil inside.) It dripped into both, but left one aches a bit.), our dog is following me as if I am going to give her a treat and I look ridiculous ..thanks to green tissues, pieces of white paper towels and torn cotton balls all wrapped tightly in layers of saran wrap on my head to and now I'm really craving a salad.   I look like an alien.  A funny looking one.  "G-R-E-E-T-I-N-G-S- you-earthling-you! Look away-y-y.  I-am-a-fright ... after my long trip back from the planet ZelDAR."  The plan was to have this off before Mr SeaSpray and son came home. That didn't happen.  For "better or worse" ....Mr SeaSpray.  :)

 I have all this wrapping on because it started dripping faster than I could wrap which is why it got into my ears and left eye.  Cotton balls fixed that.  But I also shoved green tissues and white paper towels on my head and torn cotton balls to soak up the excess while I continually added more plastic.  I guess I didn't need all that much oil and mayo.  I used enough for RAPUNZEL'S long hair!. I look ridiculous.  If I had the courage, I'd take a picture.  And now the cotton balls are saturated ...hence all the dripping.  I hope the oil comes out of my sweater.

Also ...I have a dentist appointment tomorrow.   I do think I used too much.  What if it doesn't come out all the way?  What if I wreak of this concoction along with the apple cider vinegar I will also rinse with to hopefully cut through the oil?  Dental staff are so close to you.  What if I get hit with dental anxiety and sweat or get a hot flash and the heat brings out the apple cider vinegar, extra virgin olive oil and mayonnaise smell?  What if I smell weird? I am going to shampoo the heck out of it and use conditioner and leave on.

Ha ha!  My shampoo smells like a vanilla milkshake and the conditioner smells like a chocolate shake.   So basically ...if I can't get this all rinsed out by my morning appointment then I could be smelling like apple cider vinegar, extra virgin olive oil, mayonnaise combined with vanilla and chocolate?  Do I dare try to wear perfume???  A floral scent?  Why not just hang fresh garlic around my neck for added effect.

The SeaSpray version of Dental repellent!   Maybe the timing of this hair treatment was a subconscious attempt at repelling my dentist.

And what if I can't get the oil out enough and I go in with plastered down greasy looking hair?  Heck why not just part it in the middle and encourage a big cowlick at the top?

Anyway ... I do wish my hair products had a floral scent over milkshake flavors ...but the "Milkshake" products are so good for my hair and I just use a floral scented conditioning oil after I comb my wet hair out. Although ...I don't think I will add any oil after this natural treatment.

Actually, I hope the mayonnaise and oil comes out of my hair since it was only supposed to be on 15 - 30 minutes and it has been wrapped like this for 1 hour and 44 minutes thus far.  I'm going to have to scrub the tub too ...or the next person getting in will be slip-slidin away.

Boy ...oil really gets drippy with body heat!  I feel so SLIPPERY and Mr SeaSpray better not come up and hug me or I'm gonna just shoot right out of his arms and across the room!  Seriously.
Update:  The concoction ended up being on my hair for 2 1/2 hours.   It took SIX shampoos ...scrubbing aggressively to get all the oil out. I did also use the cider vinegar mixed with water for a rinse and then more shampooing. I was ready to get the Dawn dish detergent like they do for birds caught in oil spills ...which I assume would've been counterproductive to my healthy hair goal..  But, I decided six was the charm, conditioned and left it on for a bit longer.  I did have a hard time getting the olive oil off my  neck area though.  I finally had to use alcohol to rub it off the nape of my neck and ears.  Then because I washed it so many times was all knotted even though I used conditioner.  I set it and when the curlers came out ...soft, bouncy ad shiny.  Fait accomplis!  :)

Oh and no residual weird hair scent.

Usually I just use mayonnaise and very little oil if I do use it, but I googled the treatment recipe. And haven't done this in a few years.  I think the last time I also did a post about it and also used foil on top of plastic, but it was not all messy like this time.  And I definitely never used so much on my hair.  The volume of ingredients was definitely Rapunzel hair worthy.  Gee!  I may just sleep with olive oil on my ends in future.  I think this home remedy works better than the deep conditioners although ...they smell prettier than a salad dressing.  :)

And so why did I do all this?

The answer is below.
 The hair stylist at the salon damaged my hair 2 months ago by leaving the color on too long in my ends.  I am very careful with my hair and take good care of it because I have it colored and it is fairly long and since it's not cut short the color process can damage or dry hair over time.  I use quality hair products and never use a curling iron, flat iron for straightening or a blow dryer.  The only time a blow dryer is used is when the stylist blows it out.  Or I just have to blow out bangs a bit. I also never let chlorine near it ...which is a bummer because the best swimming involves getting your head wet.   I do let my hair blow around in the wind when driving on a gorgeous day and that isn't supposed to be good for it, but that is only every so often.  My top hair probably gets some damage from sun, but my underlying hair is as healthy, soft and shiny like it was in my twenties.

Except ..these last two months - it's been dry ..disturbingly, disappointingly DRY.


Because the hair stylist screwed up!  And I know when ...if I tell her when I see her next ...she will deny it which will make me crazy because I hate when you KNOW the truth and someone denies that made a mistake.  the thing is ...I may be upset about the mistake, but will greatly respect honesty.  She's damaged it much worst some years ago and I never told her.  And the next month she was on vacation and the stylist I saw that month felt it questions asked ...immediately gave me a heat conditioning treatment.  Which helps  and the oil last night helps ...but you just have to wait until the damage is cut out over time. Fortunately ... hair grows.

I only get micro cuts for shaping and hair health.  But my trusted hairstylist cut my layers so much shorter on top I could hardly get my hair around a big roller.  She knows I don't like my shortest layer to go up that high.  We were so busy talking, I trusted her and I didn't pay attention.  I didn't even realize it because I left with it wet.  On hot summer days if not getting a trim I am not going to pay an additional 30.00 to get a blow out. I think a salon should give you the blowout for free if you've already paid for color instead of sending you out the door with wet hair ...especially in winter.  Since not working, I don't get my hair trimmed every time and put it off to ever 3 months unless I have something I want it shaped for.  Besides ...longer hair doesn't have to be trimmed every 4 weeks.

When I was paying my bill, the stylist commented about my hair growing fast.  I agreed.  I have a thing for hair. My hair - everyone's hair.  Okay that sounded weird. I love the feel of it and love to run my fingers through it, etc., and when in the car I did and she had put some stiff stuff on it even tho wet and I never use that.  Anyway the time I got home I saw that it was dry in texture but, figured it will be softer when I wash my hair again.  But it wasn't because it was damaged.  And I realized she felt it too and so is why she cut my layers shorter.I didn't like that either.  Then I obsessed the next few days feeling it and annoyed about it and wanted to go back to show her but I dreaded the, "I left the color on like I always do.", statement.

And I wondered how did this happen?  Then I remembered.  When I was at the sink to wash the color out, she had rinsed the rest of the color into my ends and she only leaves that about 30 seconds ..a minute at most, then rinses it out.  This is because the ends are more porous ...thus absorb the color more quickly and leaving it on longer will damage the hair.  The receptionist came to tell her another client was on the phone and I remembered I was getting concerned about my hair because she was gone so long.  C'est la vie.

The thing is ...I really do like her and she does take good care of me and usually does an excellent job.  I want to tell her what happened ...but's not going to change anything.  Plus she was away last month and someone else colored my hair since then ..but the damage was from 2 months ago.

Sooo ... I see her on Monday.  I'm probably not going to say anything.  Unless she comments about it being dry on the ends and then I will matter-of-faclty tell her when it happened.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

The Tequila 3 Step :)

I've never had tequila before.  Maybe that's a good thing.  :)  I did have a pumpkin beer last night and I didn't hit the floor.  That is a good thing.  Tastes good ...btw, the pumpkin beer ... harvesty tasting.  Okay ...I know that's not a word, but I like it and I just love anything to do with fall.  :)

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

A couple of Medical Jokes :)

The following jokes are from this link.

Okay this joke was under urology in the blog and so I guess having a shwing-schwong mentioned qualified it as medical for uro ...although ...I would've placed in computer jokes. Funny. Would've been even better if the guy heard the computer loudly stating it's message. :)

Medical Terminology: Blonde Edition

neil patrick harris blondeArtery — Study of paintings
Barium — What doctors do when treatment fails
Bowel — Letter like A.E.I.O.U
Caesarean section — District in Rome
Cauterize — Made eye contact with her
Colic — Sheep dog
Coma — A punctuation mark
Congenital — Friendly
D&C — Where Washington is
Diarrhea — Journal of daily events
Dilate — To live long
Enema — Not a friend
Fester — Quicker
Fibula — A small lie
G.I. Series — Soldiers’ ball game
Impotent — Distinguished, well known
Intense pain — Torture in a teepee
Labor pain — Got hurt at work
Medical staff — Doctor’s cane
Morbid — Higher offer
Nitrate — Cheaper than day rate
Node — Was aware of
Outpatient — Person who had fainted
Post operative — Letter carrier
Rectum — It almost killed him
Recovery room — Place to do upholstery
Scar — Rolled tobacco leaf
Secretion — Hiding anything
Seizure — Roman emperor
Tablet — Small table
Terminal illness — Sickness at airport
Tibia — Country in North Africa
Tumor — An extra pair
Urine — Opposite of you’re out
Varicose — Located nearby
Vein — Conceited

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Wedding Picture :)

I love this picture of Heather, cousin who was married on Saturday.

She has always been a stunningly pretty girl - beautiful inside and out and now marrying her soul mate ...also a very nice guy. The wedding was lovely and reception a lot of fun. It was the first time our family has all gotten together in a long time and so even that was special.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

If Only I Didn't Scream (SHRIEK:) ...and What kind of Person Are You?

I felt exposed :0

First off, this post is not about this first paragraph. I'm venting. And ...I should NOT be writing this now ...and so this is the classic case of avoidance because I have to go dress shopping ...specifically extra special ...pretty dressy dress shopping. I Know, I am a traitor to my gender because I don't like clothes shopping, shoe shopping... any kind of shopping that involves trying things on. I never did like it ...even going back to when I was a teenager. No ...if I had my way ...I'd shop like a man. Pick out one store ..go into said store ..find that one thing I need and leave ...knowing it will just fit and I will like it. Mission accomplished. It astounds me that a man can go into a store for a screwdriver and actually come out with just a screwdriver. How do they do that? Anyway ...I really hope there is a dress for me somewhere in the mall and that I love it and that I find it early. Oh please, oh please, oh please ...let it be so. :)

Okay ...WHY did I scream?. Shriek in mortal embarrASSment actually.

Younger son's friend is home on leave and I figured son was out for the night. I have this habit of not closing the bathroom door if I am home alone or it's just Mr SeaSpray. So I was in there ...tinkling away ...whizzie winkle waterfalls actually when all of a sudden I realized son and friend were coming in and were about a foot from the bathroom door and I shrieked and then in high pitch , another shriek and I exclaimed, "Oh NO! I'm tinkling and your out there and I didn't shut the door! I CAN'T BELIEVE I did this! And at some point during all of that, I had also SLAMMED the bathroom door shut.

They were just busting out laughing ...BWAHAHAHAHAHA! KIND OF LAUGHING and I was inside mortified ...not wanting to come out. So ...I took a shower.

It's not the end of the world, but you really don't want your son's friend hearing you and almost seeing you go to the bathroom. I don't anyway.

They teased me anyway. It's funny. If you heard it'd ve been laughing with them. I don't mean if you heard the tinkling whizzie winkle waterfalls as I'm sure they sound like anyone else's ..but all the commotion with just me reacting as I did.

The thing is ...they were busy talking when they walked in and had I just shut the door quietly ...they wouldn't have noticed at all.

Which brings me to the next part of this post.

What kind of person are you?

Do you leave the bathroom door open ...or close the door if no one is home?

I always leave it open and Mr SeaSpray always closes it. Well ...I wouldn't know what he does when I'm not home, but I bet he does because he always closes the door ..even if it's just me here. He grew up with a lot of girls. I was an only child. That may make a difference.

Or I just like living on the edge ...tempting fate and all that. :)

Anyway, years ago, I saw an article in Psychology Today magazine about this topic. It said something about your personality type, based on what you did with the bathroom door.

But, I don't remember what it said. I did try to google info and still didn't find anything on the topic. I know ...with our world in crisis ...I just want to know what it means if you leave the door open or closed.

Well I'm going to tinkle (TMI?) with the door open and then time-to-go-clothes-shopping.

I think it will go well. I also hate escalators, but that is another post. Ties into the one phobia I have ...but that is also another another post.

GOSH! Can I procrastinate or what?

I am very much looking forward to this family wedding. Candlelight service at the country club - reception to follow. Something HAPPY to celebrate. And I have to say ...the bride is going to be fairy tale BEAUTIFUL.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Not My Twitter :)

I think maybe a rhino horn slicing into his side may feel like a kidney stone.

The following is twitter from ED Dr WhiteCoat's Twitter feed. I just had to post it in here because it seemed apropos for this blog, considering all the uro posts I've written in here. I don't know if I am breaking some kind of Twitter/blogger's etiquette but figure I'm in the clear providing I give credit where credit is due. Here is WhiteCoat's Twitter:

  • Wife to husband writhing in pain from kidney stone: Now youLinkknow what having kids feels like. Husband: F you. My penis doesn't dilate.
    2012/08/30 17:39
  • Part of patient's past medical history: Nympholithiasis. Throwing stones at porn stars? Should be "nephrolithiasis" - kidney stones.
    2012/08/25 18:59
By the way - I highly recommend WhiteCoat's blog. There is always something of interest going on in that blog. I love his writing. And this SeaSpray has learned a lot by reading his blog these past 5 years. And laughed a lot too. :)

Oh and I think kidney stone pain is WORSE than labor and I had back labor that never let up when contractions were done. It seemed even worse when not competing with the contractions and so there was never any rest or break from pain. And the stone has to pass through a farther distance then the cervix and if they get stuck ...the pain is horrendous. Come to think of it ...our son was too large to pass through too. So ...since I didn't pass the baby or the stone, I don't know what it would be like to birth either. Although, her husband has a point - his urethra doesn't dilate. :)

Kids Say The Funniest Things :)

Wrenna just cracks me up. :)

She said the following to her mother on facebook:

D-i-l: Wrenna, you drive a hard bargain!!
Wrenna: you're a hard burger!

Ha ha!

I don't know what she meant ...but I can just hear her saying it with matter-of-fact conviction. :)

Friday, September 7, 2012

The Baker's Tattoo

Good thing I didn't want a cooking career because I often burn myself in some way around the oven. For some odd reason ...usually when baking cookies, cakes and breads.

I get baking burn marks like people get tattoos. Fortunately limited to hands and forearms. And really ...few and far in between.

Partly because of my aversion to oven mitts.

Partly distraction ...I guess.

So tonight I had lifted the lid off the casserole dish so that I could add another ingredient for the last few minutes of baking. I left the pottery lid right side up on the stove. (When hot, I usually leave the removed lids turned over.) I Did a few other things and then without thinking grabbed the lid to move out of the way ...except that it hadn't been out of the 400 degree oven for that long.

I grabbed the large round handle on top of the lid, 3 fingers were burning and I screamed - loudly ...proportionate to the burn pain, while simultaneously dropping the hot lid. Fortunately it landed on the stove top and not the tile floor. It is a Longerberger pottery casserole dish and I would've been more upset if that broke.,, than being burned.

Younger son came right out to the kitchen, asked what happened. Standing at the sink, with 3 fingers finding badly needed relief under running cold water I turned and with tears said I burned myself on that hot lid. He turned and pushed it farther back on the stove and then when he turned back to me ...grinning, he said, "Gee Mom ...I'm sorry I'm laughing, but you really seem to burn yourself a lot with the oven." Then he got some ice to facilitate better healing. And thankfully it isn't as bad as I thought it would be. I must not have grabbed it as tightly as I thought I did. But, I did what an ER nurse told me to do a long time ago ...keep the ice on the burn even when it's uncomfortable and you won't blister. (I'm not talking about serious burns)

Anyway, my joke has always been that you can tell I've been baking as evidenced by the new burn on my hands or arms. But, since I always say there is power in our words ...maybe I should STOP saying that... and stop programming myself to burn myself.

I am so careful about safety ever since working around the emergency department much so that older son would call me "Voice of Doom", because I'd know of an accident and then warn the family not to do x,y, or z if it was something I didn't think they'd know.

You'd think I would just WEAR the oven mitts! Although ...I don't wear oven mitts to do the dishes. I hate that confined feeling.

Today, son helped me, but ... it doesn't seem that long ago when he was a little boy and I was there to console and patch him up. Although I didn't laugh at him. Geee! :) But adult to adult - that's okay. I have my quirks. :)

Thursday, September 6, 2012

NOT Your Typical Cat Video! :)




I have never done this ...but I implore you to watch "Henri 2, Paw de Deux", a spoof on dark French films (Film Noir existentialism), in which he laments about the wan reality of his day to day existence. Even though he suffers a mundane, bleak existence the mercy of his owners, a captive in his dwelling, a cat taunted by the cruel realities of life, Henri isn't short on arrogance, suspicion or indifference. Henri's opinion of the other cat in the house - hilarious.

I also recommend "Henri 3 - Le Vet", (video below), also funny. While Henri never seems to discover his raison d'etre, and perhaps self deluded ...he seems to find peace in his ultimate conclusion ...or so he would have us believe.

I love the wan, tragic intonations in the male voice in the video. English translation is provided in the captions below.

"Henri 2 - Paw de Deux", is is absolutely my favorite cat video of all time.

My son showed this to me last night and the entire video had us cracking up and we replayed it a few times. Then I have watched it several more times, as well as the one below.

I hope you enjoy then as much as we do. :)

Sunday, September 2, 2012

If Only

( I have this up in FB)

I miss you Iris, especially this summer. I shall be eternally grateful for the 52 summers/years we shared, truly a gift from God. Our childhood summers were magical. Once you & your parents came down to your shore house, it was like I stepped into the most amazing summer world for 2 1/2 months. I know you felt the same down there too. Only children - 2 peas in a pod. I loved your parents so much too. I'm a better person because of their influence & our shared experiences ...especially the faith we shared from such a young age. So many reminders of you ...forever in my heart. Your grandchildren are absolutely BEAUTIFUL! And another one on the way! Who would've thought that between us we'd have SIX grandchildren now? Boy would we be sharing pictures & talking up a storm. Grandchildren - the most amazing JOYFUL blessings! :)

Oh & you should know, that when we meet again ...I challenge you to some celestial scrabble. ;)

Guess ...I really just needed to feel like we were talking ...even if it was a monolog. :)