Inappropriate Childhood Things, Again

So, remember my “Save a tree, eat beaver” story?  TL;DR version: when I was a kid, I bought a magnet that said Save a Tree, Eat Beaver because I thought I was being an ironic and hip vegetarian. Only years later I realized how filthy it was.

Over the weekend, I headed to my parents’ house for a couple of days. My childhood room is chock full of keepsakes – bullshit that I really should sort through/throw out.

I did poke around a box or two, and found something interesting. A bumper sticker that says “Whatever it is, I tested negative.”

I vaguely remember owning this, though unlike the save a tree, eat beaver story, I can’t remember why on earth I wanted to own it or what I thought it meant.

Possible flashbacks:

Whatever it was, I’m pretty sure I wasn’t thinking of STDs., which is definitely how I read it now.

Apparently, I had terrible judgment as a child.

Throwback Thursday: Food Hangover

Since many of you (especially my American readers) may have been experiencing this yourself on Monday, I figured this is an appropriate #throwbackthursday post. Enjoy!

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So. Boyfriend and I had a date on Friday. I had pizza. It was delicious and I had enough for leftovers.

Naturally, on Saturday, I ate the rest of the pizza. Then Boyfriend came over and we got burritos because it was Cinco de Mayo and/or because I love burritos regardless of the day.

We had guacamole and chips, too.

Oh, and I have this thing going on where I feel super sick if I eat a ton of fried/fatty/greasy delicious foods. Like cheese and chips and burritos.  I ate all this:

And all of it was pretty much:

Then we tried to watch some Game of Thrones. I've found that if I read the wikipedia page on the episode   so I know what's coming, I can handle it. And Boyfriend can tell by my whimpering and hiding under the covers that something bad is going to happen, so he's clued in too. But anyway, I really wasn't feeling so great.

Yeah. I'm never having pizza and chips and burritos in one 24 hour period again. 

Cheese Texting

A real texting conversation between Boyfriend and yours truly:

Welp, that got filthy fast. Do you guys have passionate feelings about cheese as well?

YAY: Superbowl!

So if you’ve been listening to the blogcast, you know Boyfriend is from Seattle and is a biiiig Seahawks Fan.

And if you’ve been following American sports at all, you’ll know that the seahawks made it to the superbowl this year. Boyfriend got pretty stressed out during playoff games.

The Seahawks have never won the superbowl, though they got robbed a couple of years back. So you can imagine how Boyfriend was before/during the superbowl.

you know...in the beginning

Anyway, 4 stressful hours later, it was all over. AND THE SEAHAWKS WON!!

[QUICK NOTE: So, I said stressful because I wrote this earlier in the day Sunday. But really, it wasn't that stressful. It was all kinds of awesome.]

(Yes, I prepared a version of this post for a possible loss. Glad I didn’t have to use it!)

Did you guys watch? What did ya think?

Throwback Thursday: Dentists are Sadists.

Sorry there was no post yesterday; I'm still working on the #backpain issue. Here's a throwback from 2012!

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I had to go to the dentist last week. I was scared. Should I have been scared?  Yep.

So, here’s the quick and dirty background. My family lost their dental insurance when I was in high school, and I stopped going to the dentist.  I’ve had a little bit of work done when necessary, but no regular cleanings/checkups.  

Until a few weeks ago, when I realized I’ve had dental insurance for over a year and no longer have any excuse for not going to the dentist.

So, I went.

On the up side, the hygienist was friendly and nice. Not like my last experience with Doctor.

On the down side, it was like a scene out of Dexter (not that I’ve ever seen Dexter. But I do have an imagination.)

It hurt. A lot. Even with the numbing gel.

You know it’s been too long since you went to the dentist when they have to say things like:

Let this be a lesson to you all.  Go to the dentist. Now. Before the plaque on your teeth hardens and the dentist has to use a scalpel to get it off and blood shoots everywhere and you’re totally traumatized.

And a quick follow up note: I had two cavities. I got one filled last week, and hung out with Boyfriend right after, when my mouth was still numb.

So quick, go to a dentist before you have to get a cavity filled and it looks like you have bells palsy and your significant other doesn’t want to kiss you.