Botox day two: slight soreness at the sites where she injected it, but that isn't unusual. It takes 2-3 days to start working, so no real change yet. Botox paralyzes the nerve endings so when the brain sends a message to wrinkle, the nerves ignore it - eventually the "wrinkle muscles" atrophy, so you need less and less Botox, less frequently. The woman who did the injection (an RN and a naturopathic doctor) did pain management with Botox for years, until she burned out on drug-seekers (surprise), which was about the time that Allergan was starting to use Botox for cosmetic purposes. She was great - and she does her own injections on herself! I don't think I could ever do that.
Working tonight, so it's time to go back to bed.
Irene fell in love with Arcadia (a neighborhood on the east side which is not in the middle of nowhere like Buckeye is) and is going to stay there for July. I am sending good job-search vibes her way, so we can get another East Coast refugee out here to the desert.
So what did I do for my birthday? Agreed to work overnight tomorrow. Well, and got my nails done, went to the supervisor meeting, got Botox (seriously, this frown line between my eyes needs to go), did a very little bit of shopping, and made dinner. Super exciting!
The tractor thing that smooths out dirt is next door. Gonna get a neighbor! They're starting construction on the lot next to mine, can't wait to see what kind of house the new owner has picked out. Not so excited about the construction noise during the day, but I'll live - my bedroom is on the other side of the house.
Andy Pettitte with an ankle fracture? Noooo! CC also on the DL? Double "Noooo"!
Happy birthday (day late) Corrie! And happy birthday (actual) to Derek Jeter!
The staycation is over, alas. The kittens managed to make a mess of the house, no surprise there. They're currently sharing some rotisserie chicken with Mimi and Pippin (leftover from the chalupas I have cooking).
Went to see my chiropractor this morning, who cracked and adjusted my back and shoulder. I'm going back in three weeks - and in good news even tho my insurance only covers twenty visits a year, he only charges $5 more for an adjustment. I can totally swing that.
I think tonight was "aim all the fly balls at section 119" night. I swear, the guy a row ahead of us got his hat knocked off, the guy two seats over caught one, and at least five others came near us. Irene and I went to the ballpark early to eat at the Arizona Baseball Club restaurant (and their lovely buffet). One of the servers there was a guy who retired to AZ from New York - and he used to work at the Stadium! So good to see Michelle and Sean, too, and future Baby Feeney.
I could say that the best part of the day was lounging in the pool with Irene, while servers brought us frozen drinks. Or the happiest of hours, Happy Hour, where cocktails and "bar bites" were five bucks each. Or that the best part was wandering around the Phoenix Art Museum this morning. But no, the best part was when we were getting ready for Happy Hour, and there was a knock at the door - it was a young man stating, "I'm here to deliver an amenity," - and it was chocolate covered strawberries from Tesse! So good! So delicious! And so very much the best part of the day.
Something about being at the Biltmore makes me want to run around (or rather, stroll) and sing Cole Porter tunes. No idea why.
My room is lovely and huge - I upgraded to a room in the Ocatilla building. Plantation shutters, right by the little private pool, giant soaking tub... ahh. I totally spent an hour out in the pool with my Kindle, right as the sun was setting. After walking around the grounds for a bit, I treated myself to dinner at Wright's, where I had the foie gras and the Lobster Thermidor - the waiter comped my dessert (apple tartin with cheddar cheese ice cream) after I told him it was my birthday dinner. So sweet.
Roger Clemens, I still believe in you! And so does the incredibly unbiased American justice system.
Working tonight and tomorrow, and then I'm off to the Biltmore to celebrate my birthday a week early. Bring on the poolside lounging, Kindle catching-up-on, and swanky room.
Sunburn. Ow ow ow ow ow.
Irene and I headed out to Mesa to go tubing on the Salt River. This might be the best thing I've ever done in Arizona - three and a half hours floating down the river in our inner tubes, with another tube holding our cooler between us. So much fun. Next time, we'll bring lunch (and I'll sunscreen my belly better so I don't get weird tan lines again). Loved it.
Here's Irene's blog post about it, with pictures!
Aw, Elizabeth brought a housewarming quail! So cute!
After getting nails done and work meeting, I went to meet Irene (slumming it on the East Side) and her roommate-for-three-weeks and some of her (roommate's) friends for happy hour to celebrate one of their birthdays (whew, that was convoluted). Yummy blackberry-blueberry vodka drinks.
Yay, my mid-week weekend is here! General health update: Claire's ears are so much better after the drops, they look great. She does have some weird scabs on her face, I wonder if Toby didn't swipe her across the nose while they were playing. The vet said to let the scabs fall off as they're ready (which kills me, because, hey, it's a scab!). I can feel that Mimi's gained more weight since starting on the thyroid med, which makes me happy. Hardest part about that me isn't giving it - it's finding Mimi, who is usually under an armchair.
There's a "for sale" sign at the lot next door - finally. It says, "available," and not "sold," and I can't remember if mine said the same thing. I remember it saying, "sold" as they were building. Anyway, we'll see if I end up with a neighbor or a spec house.
Dinner with coworker-friend Elizabeth and one of her friends who's in from Seattle, and tomorrow Elizabeth's planning to stop by to see the house (then it's my usual biweekly nails/work meeting) - got home in time to see Matt Cain throw the first perfect game in Giants history. Well, the last inning of it anyway, I'm sure there will be plenty of highlights on the MLB Network.
Kittens to the v-e-t for shots, and we're home again. Bed time.
You know what happens when you eat lunch next to us? You hit a 3-run walkoff homer the next night. Way to go, Ryan Roberts. Now taking lunch reservations for the next three months. We had a good time at the game, walked all around the ballpark, left in the seventh inning as usual.
Before the game, we drove to Arcadia (a neighborhood on the east side of Phoenix), where Irene's staying for the rest of June (before coming back to Buckeye for July) to drop her things off. Then we left her car there and took mine to Lake Pleasant, where we floated around blissfully in our new inflatable inner tubes. Also had lunch at the marina there, which had a lovely lakeside view of some ducks and big fish which I swear were sharks. Probably some kind of bass, who knows.
Happy birthday, Ann!
I will never tire of the Taliesin West tour. We drove out to upper Scottsdale to take it this morning and had a super guide. Loved it. And we brought our umbrellas, because I remembered from last time how sunny it is up there on the mountain!
After the tour, we drove into regular Scottsdale to meet Gita for lunch at Olive and Ivy, a super restaurant with incredibly potent sangria. We were totally at the table next to Ryan Roberts, the third baseman for the Diamondbacks. My allergies kicked in midway through lunch, which was annoying in that I couldn't see, but they cleared up by the time we got back in the car. Can't be near Fashion Square mall without going to LUSH, so I now have some new shower gel, new face masque-y stuff, toner and bath bombes (of the non-tub-staining variety).
Irene and I have a Groupon for the flashlight tour at the botanical garden, and we were going to go tonight, but after that sangria, we changed the plan to come home and veg out with the kitties. Will go another Thursday.
My friend (from the MindVox era) Colette is in town (she does a lot of biking in AZ) from LA, so we *finally* managed to get together. Me and Irene and Colette and her friend Ryan went to Rustler's Rooste in Phoenix for dinner. We split the rattlesnake appetizer (batter-fried, tasted like chicken), and a ginormous platter of chicken, fish, steak, corn, veggies, cole slaw etc for dinner. We are stuffed. And there are leftovers for breakfast!
Hadn't seen Colette since I went to her med school graduation in 1995, so it was amazingly good to catch up.
later on 6/4/12
Not ear mites, but a raging ear infection, complete with goopy drainage and a fever. So the vet gave her some subcutaneous fluids, and I have ear drops and an ear wash to use. The bill was almost balanced out by the checkup being free, because they see "humane society kittens" free for their first appointment, and I also got a kitten care kit, with a flea treatment sample and paperwork about cats and vaccines etc. Paid the bill, staggered home, and fell into bed with all four little ones (well, three little ones and Pippin).
The vet wanted to see her in ten days or so to see how the ear looks - I told her I already have an appointment for the 11th for them both to get their vaccines, so we'll see how she looks then.
Claire, the little one (feels weird not to call Mimi "the little one" anymore) looks like she has earmites, so she and I are off to the v-e-t this morning! Next Monday they both go for shots and a regular checkup, but today is just for the ears.
OK, sleeping on the field at Chase Field might be the coolest thing ever. We totally had a blast, went in the pool, walked all around the ballpark, and totally staked out our spot with a tarp (just in case, you know).
Best purchase ever? Went to Target and picked up two lawn chairs with shoulder straps and a storage pocket - we were able to get most of our stuff, sleeping bags excluded, into them.
Gotta sleep now, since I have to work tonight.
June! It's busting out all over!
We went up to Lake Pleasant (where I'd never been) - it's about an hour from Buckeye, and all the way up there, we kept driving through dirt and mountains, and kept saying "it better be worth the drive." Totally was - such clear blue and green water, and warm enough to swim in (which we did). I totally need to get a big inflatable inner tube to take back next time. After that, we drove due east to Cave Creek for lunch at El Encanto (too hot to eat outside), and then back home for a rest (and some allergy pills due to the huge amount of dust in the air).
Tonight we're off to Chase Field for the sleepover!
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