Wisdom Teeth Are Dumb...

I recently had all my wisdom teeth removed. Mine were not as wise as they thought they were and grew in sideways, causing terrible pain and discomfort. Fortunately, I was unconscious during the entire dental procedure and am now snuggled up in bed, high on painkillers and watching all the documentaries on the English monarchy that Netflix Streaming has to offer. Hey, a girl's got to keep herself occupied before the new season of Game of Thrones somehow.

I've never looked forward to going to the dentist, but this experience has been the most positive one I've had so far. The staff was amazing and attentive and didn't blink an eye when I asked them if a lot of people fart while they're asleep in the chair. They said, "sometimes," and I apologized in advance, just in case. When I woke up, the dental hygienist and anesthesiologist were there to greet me and help me get ready for the ride home and my next memory is of being in bed with a bowl of green tea ice cream.

I will have a more complete post in the days to come, but right now, I am impaired and should probably stay away from posting things online in general.

What I'm consuming:

Gorgeous, scary, anatomical...

The anatomical aspect of Blake's drawings made me think of the Titans, which made me reach for this manga. The Japanese title is 'Shingeki no Kyojin.' I don't know if the manga are translated into English yet, but the anime series is called Attack! On Titan. It's a post-apocalyptic tale about man-eating giants who attack what's left of civilization.

Invading hordes, marauders, murderous monarchs, heraldry...It's basically A Song of Ice & Fire without the dragons and zombies - only this stuff actually happened.

Snow Days

It's been a cold and snowy few days here in Portland. The downpour began on Thursday and didn't stop until Saturday, and now I'm told the next few days will be full of slippery and dangerous ice - just in time for our Monday commute! I've been enjoying a quiet and warm indoor weekend, getting things done around the house and FINALLY giving my room a deep clean.

I also squeezed in some time to play (and drink) in the snow. After work on Thursday, a few co-workers and I made our way to North Bar where hot drinks were a dollar off, in honor of the inclement weather. I sipped on Hamm's while my cohorts warmed their tummies with hot toddies and mulled cider because my constitution - much like my upper body - is WEAK. Other than that, I'm just glad I had a fully stocked fridge and plenty of shows on Roku to watch.

                                                       The view from my bedroom:

                                   The view from Plaid Pantry, across the street from North Bar:

New Year, New Cold

Ugh. Where do I begin? How about the good news? The New Year started off on a high note, professionally. I received a promotion at work and have spent the last couple of weeks easing into my new position. While I've never considered myself much of a 'people person,' I must say I'm very happy with the team that I work with and am settling into life in middle management quite well. I said goodbye to my old desk (and the drawer full of paperclips) and hello to a shiny new one (which will feature a drawer full of paperclips).

The bad news is I've caught a terrible cold. I am calling it a cold because saying it is the flu would be too much like admitting a personal failure or acknowledging my immune system's shortcomings and that is something I simply cannot do. My roommate gave me some local honey, apparently it helps boost the immune system among other things. Other than that, it's been a steady diet of soup, decongestant cold meds, and cough drops. This dreary cocktail seems to be working, as I haven't had to miss any work and my strength is slowly but surely returning.