Watch this space for a link to my latest Thyroid Humor piece, appearing at http://thyroid.about.com! (I believe it will be available by Friday.)
Author: The Jody
Content for the New millennium
Wow, does that sound impressive or what?
What, you say? Fine.
I’ve been doing a lot of work writing some humorous articles on the joys of hypothyroidism for my good friend, Thyroid expert Mary Shomon, author of a book that changed my life, Living Well With Hypothyroidism. When I say changed my life, I do not exaggerate. It was the difference between feeling like you are dying, and realizing what “normal” can be again. When you read a book, see a list of symptoms and burst into tears because you realize that there’s a name for what you have, and a treatment for it, well, that’s life-altering.
But that’s too heavy a topic for this place. The page I’m building will reside at https://www.bigdumptruck.com/thyroid/ and will have links to my published thyroid articles, plus some treats that haven’t been seen yet. It’s a work in progress, but I wanted to get it in place before the next wave of folks show up after reading Mary’s Newsletter.
p.s. My commute was horrid, but apparently not as bad as it could have been. 30 accidents on route 2 between Leominster and Cambridge? Yikes! Hope none of you were out there this morning.
He’s Copying Me!
Wandered over to LILEKS (James) The Bleat to see what he was going to do for his month-long blog break, and what do I find? He’s copied my “put your face down on your keyboard” entry from last week. The nerve of this guy, who is read by tens of thousands daily, copying me and my little 150 or so-per-day hit page.
*sniffle*
Oh well, I’m sure that even though I read him, he doesn’t read me.
Lessee, what else. Oh, I heard THE radio commercial of the century yesterday. I’ve got my dial tuned in to 104.5, mostly because I love the morning team of Zito, Jen and Steve (Less music, more talk! Less music, more talk!), but now, because the new format is All Christmas Music All the Time (until the 25th.) Duuuuuuude! You had me at hello!!!
Oh, so anyway, this is the only part of the commercial I remember, because really, none of the rest of it matters. “Give the gift of Botox”. Good gravy, if someone gives me the gift of Botox I’m giving him the gift of an swift belt to the solar plexis, if you catch my drift. Sheesh, talk about insulting.
The Vacation Is Over
Okay, starting tomorrow, back to good posting. Back the the humor and insights you’ve grown accustomed to.
In the meantime, here’s a game that will addict you like crack. You have been warned.
Happy Two Days After Thanksgiving!
Decided to take a little break from blogging. Don’t know why, I could have described my meal in horrifyingly minute detail, but really, does anyone need to know about the depth of flavor of the chocolate cream pie? Well, even if you do, tough. That’s too much like work.
I’m kind of bummed out because I’m not going to finish my NaNoWriMo novel. I just don’t see it happening, so half of me thinks I should spend the next 36 hours typing non-stop, but I don’t feel like doing that. But if I don’t spend the next 36 hours typing non-stop, I won’t hit 50,000. I know I’ve done it twice before, do I really need to do it again, am I trying to prove anything? It’s 50,000 words of crap. Last year’s was SO much better. I went off-track somewhere in the beginning of this one and my heart wasn’t in it. So that’s my whine of the day. Don’t know what I’m going to do at this point. Check with me on December 1st.
Other than that…we’ve been low key here. I just need to get some relaxing in – I have realized that working as a contractor is great, except for the lack of vacation time. I simply cannot afford to lose a week’s pay, so while I’ve had random days off, and some days of working at home, I’ve been working non-stop for six months now, and I’ve noticed I’m really in need of a bit of a break. Don’t get me wrong, I love my work, I love where I’m working, and all I want for Christmas is an offer of a full-time job, but I’m happy either way, as long as they want to keep me.
Okay, time to figure out the plans for the rest of the day.