I don't heart New York

EVERYWHERE around here are those stupid I heart NY t-shirts. For a belated birthday trip a couple of weeks ago, Bryan and I went to NYC. A friend of mine from grad school is now living in NYC, so we had a free place to stay. While we had a fabulous time and she was a great host, I won't ever go back to NYC. It was crowded, dirty, loud, overwhelming, and just generally not the nicest place to go on vacation. But we got to see all of the fun sites, and it was so great to catch up with a friend of mine.

The Statue of Liberty from the Staten Island ferry (which was free!).


Riding the carousel in Central Park. Central Park was the best part of the trip, even though Bryan refused to go ice skating with me (and he didn't want to go to a Broadway show...he's well aware that I'll hold that against him forever).

From BK 31 birthday

When you go to Central Park you have to get a hot dog from a vender. Note the ice rink in the background. The weather was downright tropical to us. It was about 20 when we left Rochester, and I think the day in Central Park was about 50. We basked in the sun, and Bryan actually managed to get a sunburn!

From BK 31 birthday

Trying out the first White Castle burgers we'd ever had (that's my friend Tana who hosted us). This White Castle was in the middle of Harlem (which she assured us was safe now...um, yeah...I'd never been so scared in the daylight in my life!). The burgers were G-R-O-S-S. I didn't even eat mine.

From BK 31 birthday

All in all, it was a fun birthday get-a-way. We saw Times Square, Greenwich Village, Harlem, Chinatown (yummy Pho), Little Italy (yummy desserts) and probably many other things I've forgotten. We walked until our legs were going to fall off, and successfully navigated the subway. Thanks to Tana for being a great host and not minding that we took up a good 300 sq ft of her 600 st ft apartment with the blow up air mattress.

Rest in peace my friend

Even things you expect are unexpected.

Every time you pick up the phone, you think "thank god, it's good to hear your voice."

Then you get the call, and before you even hear a word, you know what's coming. Maybe if you don't hear it, it won't be true.

It is.

My dear friend Travis died on Sunday. I'm unsure of the exact circumstances, and I don't want to know them. I do know that he was safe at home in bed. His sweet roommate found him on Monday and has had the horrific job of calling everyone they know, including his parents.

Travis had a rough life and battled a lot of mental demons. He was much too young to go (26), but I hope all of his troubles are gone. Trav, I'll miss you.

Backwards birthdays

A certain gentleman lives with me. That certain gentleman had a birthday a couple of weeks ago. Said gentleman doesn't like that he has crossed a certain age threshold, so that gentleman decide he's counting backwards now. So the gentleman had his #29 this year. Due to some yucky commitments (school for the gentleman, some very important grant deadlines for me), we were unable to party ala Prince (Like it's 1999) the day of. However, we were able to have an eating feast thanks to my mom. And if you know us, and you are a loyal reader of this blog, you know that we love to eat. love might be too low-key of a word. LOVE might be more like it. This was our first encounter with Edible Arrangements. Heavenly delicious fruit in the middle of winter. Hooray! It caused a feeding frenzy around here. It fed the 3 of us for a week solid. Ours had cantaloupe, honeydew, pineapple, strawberries, grapes, and chocolate-dipped apples. Although they are a bit pricey, they are worth every penny when all that is found in the grocery store is rock hard peaches and mealy apples. I highly recommend these as a unique gift that every fruit-lover will love.


This was the smallest basket of this variety available, and it filled up 3 GIANT tupperwares (after we'd already made a huge dent in it). The cute part is that the skewers are all stuck into a head of lettuce.

Shoot, work calls! More on our delayed birthday trip to NYC to follow......

Orthodontist update

So after being so bitter at my orthodontist, I heard back from them the same day, and they squeezed me in the next day (Thursday) at 12:30pm, which was as late as I could do since we were headed to NYC for a long weekend. When the receptionist called me with the new appointment, she apologized and explained that Dr. K had been out for 2 days for a funeral, and 4 staff had been out that week with the flu. Okay, fine, but don't pull out the pity card AFTER I call to make sure you are running on time and you tell me yes.

Either way, my polite yelling at the receptionist clearly made an impact. When I went in on Thursday, EVERYONE was apologizing to me. The ortho assistant, 2 receptionists, and Dr. K himself. I ended up having Dr. K for the entire appointment, which was his lunch break, because he felt badly about how I was treated. He told me the funeral excuse, but also said "That's no excuse, and I sincerely apologize for you having to wait and reschedule."

So all is fine, and although I'm still pissed about how much I've had to wait lately, they were genuinely sorry and did everything they could to make me happy. I also talked to the head receptionist about getting a discount, since I'll be out of treatment WAY early, and she said she'd talk to Dr. K about it. A few hours later I got a call from her, and he's going to review my chart and discuss how much discount I can have at my next appointment. Yay! Even if it's $50 I'd be happy, since they normally don't discount at all (you pay for straight teeth, not time).

And the biggest news of all......

THE BRACES ARE COMING OFF MAY 1ST!

My hatred of my orthodontist's office

Almost exactly one year ago, I forked over $5,600 (well, part of that, and I'm paying for rest) in the pursuit of straight teeth. Being one year older and one year wiser, I wouldn't do it again. But that's an entirely different post.

The point of this post is to state how much I hate my orthodontist, Dr. Kaufman in Rochester, NY (and yes, I sure hope this post shows up if someone does a search on him). I only have to go in generally every 8 weeks. The first few appointments were right on time, no troubles. They even squeezed me in with a tech the same day several times for poking wires, infections, etc.

Things have rapidly gone south though. 3 appointments ago, they were 30 minutes late. Okay, I figured it was a fluke and they apologized profusely. 2 appointments ago they were ONE HOUR late. Even when I finally was seated by a tech, the appointment was an hour and a half because Dr. Kaufman was still so far behind. To add insult to injury, 3 people were bumped ahead of me in line because they "needed less time with the doctor" (I was getting 8 brackets re-positioned). I spent a total of TWO AND A HALF HOURS there, for what was supposedly a 40 minute appointment.

I had an appointment today at noon. I called at 11:30 to see if they were running behind, since I had a lot of work things I needed to get done. The receptionist checked, and said everything was fine, come at noon. This same receptionist saw me walk in a half hour later and said "Hi Tia, I'm sorry to tell you that we are running behind now." I seriously thought she was kidding, since I had just spoken with her. She wasn't. I grab the latest issue of People and have a seat. I read it cover to cover, and they still haven't called me. I wait a few more minutes, until I'm fuming with anger. At 12:50, nearly an hour past my scheduled time (which was on time just 30 minutes before my time), I've had enough and I go to the receptionist and tell her I can't wait any longer. It took all I had to resist my urge to scream at her. It isn't the nice receptionist's fault that Dr. K can't keep up with his patients. She tries to reschedule me for a week from today. Um, NO, these are supposed to come off in 6 weeks, you're not pushing me off a week for my last adjustment, especially when it isn't my fault that it isn't happening today. She took my number and is calling me after she gets a chance to talk with Dr. K. Who knows when that will be, since he can't even manage to see all of his patients.

The moral of the story is that Dr. Kaufman is all about money and cares not at all about his patients. He has taken on more patients than he can handle, and I am suffering because of it. I'm no longer important, because I have already agreed to pay him, and that's money in his pocket. But I paid for 20-24 months of treatment, and I'm only going to end up with 12 months. You'd better believe I'm asking for some of my money back, and a nasty letter is coming his way.

Movies, babies, and movies about babies

This weekend marked the debut of Adelaide Marie! Congratulations to Joe and Maria on the birth of their first baby. I was so excited when I got the call from Joe. Then Bryan says to me, "See, that's the difference between chicks and dudes. You're all excited about this, and I'm depressed. I really liked hanging out with them, and this baby means that we have to find new friends. People with babies can only talk about babies." Men! I guess he is right in a way, in the same way that single people don't generally have married friends, but I have faith that life won't be 100% baby for Mo and Joe, as evidenced by her heading off to a conference in 3 short weeks, and to our wedding in 8 weeks (all with Addy of course).

Bryan was really busy this weekend with clinicals and homework, so I spent the weekend movie watching. Last night I went to see The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. Oscar nominated (I think it won for something?), and depressing as all get out! Based on a true story, the French editor of Elle magazine is an ass, has a girlfriend and 3 kids with her, but cheats on her all the time. Then he has a stroke and is "locked-in" and can only blink one eye. He blinks out the story of his life, with the aid of a charming woman, and dies 10 days after the book is published.

Next up, and BY FAR the best of the 3 movies I saw, was the documentary "The Business of Being Born." It was done by none other than Ricki Lake, but in this movie there are no Jerry Springer-esque moments. It was a fascinating look about how we medicalize births in this country, to the detriment of both women and babies. The picture below is an actual picture from the movie, where this mom delivered her baby at home, squatting (a much more natural position), and picked it up just before the baby hit the floor. This movie really showed the nasty cycle of pitocin-epidural-pitocin-epidural that causes fetal distress and leads to a c-section, all because doctors are impatient and won't let the body do what it needs to do.

The third movie was a total chick flick called "Definitely, Maybe." It was cute, and had some twists and turns as you waited throughout the movie to find out which girl he ends up with. NOt a high-class film, but it was entertaining.

Also to relieve boredom this weekend, I went to DSW, the best shoe-store on earth (okay, the best affordable shoe store on earth). I got some comfy walking shoes (Kangaroos, which Bryan says he had as a kid, but I've never heard of them) and some cute/comfy shoes for the cruise.

From March 2008

From March 2008

Yes, those bare legs you see are because I was wearing a skirt, enjoying the high of 67 degrees! No worries, the next few days were in the 20's and 30's with snow and ice.

We ended the weekend with a yummy dinner at the Cheesecake Factory. Bryan felt bad about being so busy all weekend, so we had a lovely dinner and spent some nice time together discussing the political state of our country. A very heady topic for dinner, but we had fun.