Jumbonormous part II
I was afraid if I made it too long I'd lose the entry in one foul swoop to a glitch of some sort ;) So heres chapter II...
Monday morning was interesting. The map that American Lasers automated service provided through maps quest drops you in the middle of a residential neighborhood. Fun :| So we drove around for 40 minutes looking for the place. So literally right as I gave up, and had said "Screw this, lets go get some lunch, this is pissing me off.." Jen says "There it is! the tree is blocking the name on that sign...'. Stupid tree. Stupid Mapquest.
So, despite being late they took us in, didn't rush us. I explained what I needed, droppeed the transgendered bomb and didn't even get a blink, so thats a good sign. Jennifer(the manager) went over the laser types they use, treatment schedules, the gurantee they offer and all that. And then made us an offer, for the area she offered, and with a guarantee it was a decent offer if a bit higher than I originally wanted to pay. But after a quick credit check we qualified, and then some ;) I think the final selling point for me was when I noticed that before giving a discount, she used the womans base price for facial hair removal. Not only is it about 300$ less than mens, it just seemed to be a level of acceptance I was really comfortable with. Signed away 2 grand and in 6 months or so I should have a hair free face, and after my second treatment in january I shoud be able to go out for more than 6-8 hours at a time.
The memorial service, was a bit evangelical. Jens comment was "Church karaoke!" which was funny, but a bit too luod to be appropriate. I was disappointed to see so few people from Benson, but I guess its been over ten years since the Rindes left, so not alot of people may have known about it. The slide show was nice, it they picked out alot of good pictures of Melindas life. And the display of Melindas quilts on stage was impressive. Ericas letter, read by her aunt, made me cry a little. I'm glad her aunt read it. Alot of people had good thigs to say about Melinda, I did too, but the way my emotions have been lately I couldn't have gotten the words from my brain to my mouth in a coherehent fashion. But as they say, actions being louder than words... After the service itself there was a nice Desert potluck so we partook and had waay too much sugar(all of 2 1/2 lil deserts) ;) Normally not a problem, but I had decided to wear my corset, and when you aren't used to eating sugar in any quantity, and you suddenly do eat some in quantity, it kinda ferments or something, causing gas. Gas+corset=OWIE. But being the god girl I am my purse has an emergency stash of meds, including some Gas-X :D So I avoided a gastric rupture, ot trying to relace my corset in a public restroom(yeah, right...).
Tuesday/wednesday were rather humdrum. Mostly dealing with the guests and implied guilt trips. I gave them free use of the computer so they could make whatever arrangements they could. I'll post a seperate rant on that in another post.
Thursday turned out to be awesome. Sandie now has some social time, and planned a Belly dancing demonstration. I told James we had a date thursday night. Because of silly cel phone issues he and Sandie had seemed to think that maybe the other didn't want to talk to them. Silly kids. So we showed up at the little coffee place(across from MCC on southern was kinda vague, but we found it all the same ;) ) ran into a couple old aquanitances, and made some new ones from Sandies group of friends. And from what I can see, I'd happily call all of them friends of my own should things work out that way in the future. Especially as it looks like I might be living in Snottsdale in a few months... But Sandies dancing was quite impressive. I've known her for years, and had never seen her dance. Perhaps once I get past my ugly duckling stage its something I can look into, its not like I lack the coordination. Although with my luck, the sort of coordiantion I have is liekly perfect for martial endeavors such as fencing, and I'll likely dance like a drunken baboon. So, after Sandie sashayed about the coffee shop, gave a few lessons to willing victims, we decided to run the herd over to Applebys. We sat about and chatted for almost 2 hours and had a good time. It was good catching up with Sandie, especially since she was the one that I had the epiphinal conversation with back in May that sort of opened the door to the new chapter in my life.
Friday rolled around as an akward day, the guest were getting restless, as it seemed the arrangements they had made had fallen through. But we weren't bending on the deadline, Jens sanity/peace of mind is too impotant to me at this point. Been getting alot of flare up migraiens again, and throughout all of this, the Topamax has been doing its thing. Feeling stupid as a side effect isn't cool, and its getting frustrating. I had been thinking it was helping, but now I'm not sure. So in short I guess some depression is setting in. Not a big surprise really, with my marriage dissolving(although amicable), a funeral, guests turning out to not be who I had hoped they were, the person I want to see in Moscow. But Saturday morning I get my first face Lasering done :D drawback I gotta go out with no make up :\ Oh well, worhth the end result. I thought I was going to be late, turns out the girl doing my face had car problems, and she was the one late, by about 45 minutes. So we get started, she didnt seem freaked out by a 'girl' with a bad beard shadow and we just chatted away. She's been an aesthetician for years, so she had a good brain to pick :) I guess I was an od patient for her, as even when she'd hit a follicle that stung a bit, she'd wince and say "Sorry, that one hurt didn't it?" 'Umm, no...' We hit a snag though, she didn't go below my jawline, so I asked why, and she showed me that it wasn't highlighted on my chart, nothing was. So, not being sure what to do, she went with what the usual 'Full face' descriptor covered. In hindsight, when talking with the manager we never did say exactly what areas would be covered. So, already being a bit depressed I saw this as a carpet being yanked out from under me, as only most of my face lasered seemed pretty damn retarded. But at the time there wasn't anything to do about it. I stressed about it all the same though. I wrote an email when I got home, asking if we could either sdjust the coverage area or what we could do, to fix the problem. It took two days, but on tuesday Jennifer sent me a reply I think me having patiently waited 45 minutes, and not whining when it stung a little may have helped, as the relpy was "Absolutely no problem, when you come back for your next treatment we'll cover the entire area and count that as your first treatment." Since the two other people that were in the waiting room were whining about waiting a few minutes, I think it pays to be polite and patient sometimes. After the lasering I went over to Bill and Saras, hung out there till the eveningish, chatted, caught up and had a good time. Absconded with a copy of a Feast For Crows, , got stared at at the game store (Look! a girl!) And might have even scrounged up a commission paint job
Wednessday was spent in preparation for last minute details for this trip to Orlando. But the BatTle of Helms Deep is on so I'm going to have to post the Florida Fiasco in a episode III....
Monday morning was interesting. The map that American Lasers automated service provided through maps quest drops you in the middle of a residential neighborhood. Fun :| So we drove around for 40 minutes looking for the place. So literally right as I gave up, and had said "Screw this, lets go get some lunch, this is pissing me off.." Jen says "There it is! the tree is blocking the name on that sign...'. Stupid tree. Stupid Mapquest.
So, despite being late they took us in, didn't rush us. I explained what I needed, droppeed the transgendered bomb and didn't even get a blink, so thats a good sign. Jennifer(the manager) went over the laser types they use, treatment schedules, the gurantee they offer and all that. And then made us an offer, for the area she offered, and with a guarantee it was a decent offer if a bit higher than I originally wanted to pay. But after a quick credit check we qualified, and then some ;) I think the final selling point for me was when I noticed that before giving a discount, she used the womans base price for facial hair removal. Not only is it about 300$ less than mens, it just seemed to be a level of acceptance I was really comfortable with. Signed away 2 grand and in 6 months or so I should have a hair free face, and after my second treatment in january I shoud be able to go out for more than 6-8 hours at a time.
The memorial service, was a bit evangelical. Jens comment was "Church karaoke!" which was funny, but a bit too luod to be appropriate. I was disappointed to see so few people from Benson, but I guess its been over ten years since the Rindes left, so not alot of people may have known about it. The slide show was nice, it they picked out alot of good pictures of Melindas life. And the display of Melindas quilts on stage was impressive. Ericas letter, read by her aunt, made me cry a little. I'm glad her aunt read it. Alot of people had good thigs to say about Melinda, I did too, but the way my emotions have been lately I couldn't have gotten the words from my brain to my mouth in a coherehent fashion. But as they say, actions being louder than words... After the service itself there was a nice Desert potluck so we partook and had waay too much sugar(all of 2 1/2 lil deserts) ;) Normally not a problem, but I had decided to wear my corset, and when you aren't used to eating sugar in any quantity, and you suddenly do eat some in quantity, it kinda ferments or something, causing gas. Gas+corset=OWIE. But being the god girl I am my purse has an emergency stash of meds, including some Gas-X :D So I avoided a gastric rupture, ot trying to relace my corset in a public restroom(yeah, right...).
Tuesday/wednesday were rather humdrum. Mostly dealing with the guests and implied guilt trips. I gave them free use of the computer so they could make whatever arrangements they could. I'll post a seperate rant on that in another post.
Thursday turned out to be awesome. Sandie now has some social time, and planned a Belly dancing demonstration. I told James we had a date thursday night. Because of silly cel phone issues he and Sandie had seemed to think that maybe the other didn't want to talk to them. Silly kids. So we showed up at the little coffee place(across from MCC on southern was kinda vague, but we found it all the same ;) ) ran into a couple old aquanitances, and made some new ones from Sandies group of friends. And from what I can see, I'd happily call all of them friends of my own should things work out that way in the future. Especially as it looks like I might be living in Snottsdale in a few months... But Sandies dancing was quite impressive. I've known her for years, and had never seen her dance. Perhaps once I get past my ugly duckling stage its something I can look into, its not like I lack the coordination. Although with my luck, the sort of coordiantion I have is liekly perfect for martial endeavors such as fencing, and I'll likely dance like a drunken baboon. So, after Sandie sashayed about the coffee shop, gave a few lessons to willing victims, we decided to run the herd over to Applebys. We sat about and chatted for almost 2 hours and had a good time. It was good catching up with Sandie, especially since she was the one that I had the epiphinal conversation with back in May that sort of opened the door to the new chapter in my life.
Friday rolled around as an akward day, the guest were getting restless, as it seemed the arrangements they had made had fallen through. But we weren't bending on the deadline, Jens sanity/peace of mind is too impotant to me at this point. Been getting alot of flare up migraiens again, and throughout all of this, the Topamax has been doing its thing. Feeling stupid as a side effect isn't cool, and its getting frustrating. I had been thinking it was helping, but now I'm not sure. So in short I guess some depression is setting in. Not a big surprise really, with my marriage dissolving(although amicable), a funeral, guests turning out to not be who I had hoped they were, the person I want to see in Moscow. But Saturday morning I get my first face Lasering done :D drawback I gotta go out with no make up :\ Oh well, worhth the end result. I thought I was going to be late, turns out the girl doing my face had car problems, and she was the one late, by about 45 minutes. So we get started, she didnt seem freaked out by a 'girl' with a bad beard shadow and we just chatted away. She's been an aesthetician for years, so she had a good brain to pick :) I guess I was an od patient for her, as even when she'd hit a follicle that stung a bit, she'd wince and say "Sorry, that one hurt didn't it?" 'Umm, no...' We hit a snag though, she didn't go below my jawline, so I asked why, and she showed me that it wasn't highlighted on my chart, nothing was. So, not being sure what to do, she went with what the usual 'Full face' descriptor covered. In hindsight, when talking with the manager we never did say exactly what areas would be covered. So, already being a bit depressed I saw this as a carpet being yanked out from under me, as only most of my face lasered seemed pretty damn retarded. But at the time there wasn't anything to do about it. I stressed about it all the same though. I wrote an email when I got home, asking if we could either sdjust the coverage area or what we could do, to fix the problem. It took two days, but on tuesday Jennifer sent me a reply I think me having patiently waited 45 minutes, and not whining when it stung a little may have helped, as the relpy was "Absolutely no problem, when you come back for your next treatment we'll cover the entire area and count that as your first treatment." Since the two other people that were in the waiting room were whining about waiting a few minutes, I think it pays to be polite and patient sometimes. After the lasering I went over to Bill and Saras, hung out there till the eveningish, chatted, caught up and had a good time. Absconded with a copy of a Feast For Crows, , got stared at at the game store (Look! a girl!) And might have even scrounged up a commission paint job
Wednessday was spent in preparation for last minute details for this trip to Orlando. But the BatTle of Helms Deep is on so I'm going to have to post the Florida Fiasco in a episode III....