Gettin' back to nature

About a week ago She'sBossy entertained me during our 9am mental health break with the little story I'm about to share with you.

Apparently He'sBossy had been trying for several weeks to dislodge some water from his ear. I'm sure everyone has experienced the sheer annoyance of having water stuck in their ear... you can't concentrate on anything else, you find yourself bouncing up and down with your head tilted to the side trying to shake it out, perhaps you even give yourself a few whacks on the un-ailed ear to see if that force can knock it loose, within a half hour you've picked up a q-tip and started digging, if it's not out within an hour you question how much long you can live like this...maybe not, but that’s been my personal experience. Regardless of how we differ in coping with this problem imagine living with it for two weeks, I think we can all agree that would be miserable. He’sBossy tried everything under the sun, including all the aforementioned tactics as well as a few extra such as having She’sBossy pour rubbing alcohol in his ear. Nothing seemed to work. Well, low and behold after getting to work about a week ago She’sBossy got a phone call which yielded a very excited He’sBossy saying “I got it out”, turns out “it” was not water but a…..no it wasn’t a bug because I know that’s exactly what you’re thinking….it was a seed, which had taken root in his ear. I know, disturbing.

This conversation led way to talk of random shit growing in people’s bodies. Turns out some guy in Russia had a pine tree growing in his lungs.

After finding this out I was intrigued by other weird places vegetation takes root, and thanks to the fancy thing I call the interweb I stumbled upon these other gems.

This guy can make you a living ring. That’s nature, right there at your fingertips!

This tree looks like a butt. I like my tree's round and big! 36, 24, 36..only if my douglas fir's 5'3". I’m immature, I know but you have to admit, that Mother Nature is a saucy minx.

Turns out after arriving home She’sBossy had to inform He’sBossy that the “seed” growing in his ear was not so much a seed but a scab, with some wax in a root-like formation. And I thought the idea of a seed in someone’s ear was gross.

I guess I'm more of a Robin or maybe an Ernie

Last night I had a dream that Whoooo was a superhero not unlike Iron Man (not surprisingly being that I watched Iron Man for the first time yesterday) and I was, for lack of a better term, her "sidekick". In this dream scenario I was also an Iron Man type superhero, yet I was smaller and as a direct result weaker, and smart but still not as crazy smart as Whoooo. Basically the entire dream consisted of us training by fighting each other and trying to solve problems in the armor, I woke up puzzled. One: Because I was apparently still trying to figure out the last issue we were having with the armor with my inferior brain and Two: Because I was trying to figure out what is wrong with me that I am the sidekick in my own dream.

Deal...or no deal

As I did not catch the Grammy Awards last night due to not remembering they were on I went online and checked the photos and news articles. Truth be told I don't really care who won a Grammy and who didn't I just mainly wanted, nay, needed to see this whole egg transportation pod of lady gaga's that everyone was talking about on the radio. While clicking through the pictures I stumbled upon several photos of the band Train accepting their awards. It wasn't until I got to the picture below and actually read the caption that I realized the man on the left was not Howie Mandel, whom I had just assumed was presenting the band their award, but actually a member of the band. I bet he gets that a lot, if I were him I would consider a different hair style or maybe a different form of facial hair. Just sayin.

I don't play a doctor on tv, but I do play one in real life

In college I used to have anxiety attacks quite often, to a point where I considered getting medicated. Meds never came into the picture and over the years I learned to manage them myself. There were always particular triggers, most of them school related, a combination of lack of sleep and entirely too much stress to be the awesome person (academically speaking of course, no stress in just being plain awesome) that I am . Since college and becoming an 'adult' anxiety attacks have been few and far between and have only come on during very stressful times. That is, until about the past month. The anxiety attacks have been happening more frequently and as I've noticed their prevalence increasing I've been trying to figure out what's triggering them. The only thing I I have noticed is that they seem to correlate more often than not to playing angry birds.

Diagnosis- I'm allergic to angry birds. If I can muster the will power, angry birds will be joining the list of things I avoid due to allergies which include tide laundry detergent, crest toothpaste, and criticism.