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My Grandma Is STILL Cooler Than Your Grandma

Posted by kimlno on June 30, 2009

My "Real" Grandma

My "Real" Grandma

After my last post, a few of you made it crystal clear to me that you had, sadly, lost your grandmas and, by me flaunting my living, breathing, super cool grandma flagrantly in your face, I might possibly have caused several of you to imbibe heavily. For that, I apologize. And I have more bad news for you lot, I’m afraid. My grandma responded to my last post and I’m going to share that email with you all now. So…SUCK IT!*

Date: Tue, Jun 30, 2009 at 10:36 AM

Subject Re: READ ME

Kimberly,

You and the computer will never stop to amaze me about what you are both capable of.

Your blog about me was so neat, and that picture of me goes back a long ways. Next time put in a picture of the real me.

I believe that the verse is the first part of the song and the chorus, the more familiar, second part. I always stop and listen when Nat sings my favorite song, but to watch him sing it was so wonderful. It made me cry; a happy, nostalgic cry.

This was all so exciting, thanks, sweetie.

I love you, Grandma.

Isn’t she the best? Her ability to sandwich her one small criticism with two gushing compliments is almost effortless. I will have to remember that tactic for when I am a Grandma. Note to self: 2 compliments to 1 criticism. Mix well.

Don’t you just love how first, she assumes I’ll write another post about her, and then, she goes on to TELL me (not ask, mind you) to use a better picture of her next time (‘or else’ was definitely implied). Apparently, the Bossy Gene was successfully passed down to me.

By the way, ‘neat’ is the equivalent of ‘totally freakin’ awesome’ in Grandma-speak.

I LOVE YOU, GRANDMA!

*When I say ‘SUCK IT’, I really mean ‘I’m so sorry that your grandma has passed away.’

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My Grandma Is Cooler Than Your Grandma

Posted by kimlno on June 28, 2009

My Totally Awesome Grandma

My Totally Awesome Grandma

I’d almost forgotten that I’d given my grandma unrestricted access to my blog during my Easter visit. For those who read my musings on even an occasional basis, you’re probably gaping in horror right now. You let your GRANDMA read those things?!? Well, sure. She’s a hip lady. It’s not like she doesn’t have a past, too. She’s been around the block a few times, from what I’ve heard. So, sharing my opinions, thoughts and memories isn’t really that big of a deal. I mean, I share them all with you, so why not my grandma?

As I was saying, my grandma reads my blog. She’s going to be 90 in August, so she’s not on the cutting edge of technology, but she has internet access and email. Much like my mom, who also reads my blog, by the way, leaving a comment after one of my posts isn’t something she knows how to do yet. Instead, she just sends me an email when she enjoys something I’ve written. And this email is why my grandma ROCKS:

Date: Sat, 27 Jun 2009 11:28:26 -0700

Subject: Re: June 24

Kimberly,

Just read your latest blog and want you to know that Stardust is my favorite song, has been ever since high school. Love to hear Nat King Cole’s recording of it, and just love that it has a verse plus the opening part which I can’t remember what that’s called right now. Love all the words, thanks to Hoagy Carmichael.

You revealed a lot about yourself in that blog. Now I’ll just have to remember what it was. When you’re nearing 90, the memory is almost totally gone.

Love you so much, dear Kimberly, and hope you are on the path to wellness.

You are so smart to connect Wimberly with Kimberly, I would never have thought of it.

Love, Grandma.

Is she the coolest or what? How hilarious is it that she can remember Hoagy Carmichael (no, I have no idea who he is, either), but she can’t remember anything else, really? Now I know where I get my terrible memory from. Huh. And here, all this time, I thought it was the drugs. (Just kidding, Grandma!)

But, by far the best line of the whole email, is when she tells me how smart I am to connect ‘Kimberly’ to ‘Wimberly’…the thought never occurred to her! Like mother, like daughter, obviously. If my mom and my grandma weren’t such wordsmiths, I’d forgive them this little oversight. As it is, however, these two women do more crossword puzzles in one day than most people do in an entire year. Seriously. They are ALL ABOUT the words, wordplay, word puzzles…it’s Word-A-Palooza 24/7 for these two unbelievably intelligent women, whom I love dearly, but C’MON! ‘Kimberly’ and ‘Wimberly’ RHYME, for crying out loud. One round of the “Name Game” and *boom* there it is. Sheesh.

Maybe this means I finally have a shot at beating her at Scrabble…

I love you, Grandma. Here’s a little Nat King Cole singing our favorite song just for you (press the big triangle in the middle of the picture):

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Kimology

Posted by kimlno on June 25, 2009

facebook-logoEditor’s Note: This is a Facebook meme sent to me by my friend, Maggie. It was rather enlightening, so I decided to share it with all of you. I hope you enjoy it.

***********FOODOLOGY***************

1. What is your salad dressing of choice?
Blue cheese with extra blue cheese crumbles.

2. What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?
Sit-down restaurant? What is this, 1940? Who wrote this quiz, Betty Crocker? Okay, enough of my smart mouth…um, that’s a hard question. I like a LOT of very different restaurants. The Yardhouse in Honolulu.

3. What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of?
Peanut butter and chocolate ice cream.

4. What are your pizza toppings of choice?
If I’m feeling carnivorous, pepperoni, hot Italian sausage and black olives.
If I’m feeling wistful, an all-time, can’t-go-wrong favorite, pepperoni.
But I will never turn down a slice of plain cheese pizza.

5.What do you like to put on your toast?
Butter (melted, or well-spread…no chunks *gag*) and strawberry (or raspberry) jam.

6. Any vegetables you don’t like?
A fajita is my nightmare, too, Maggie. See? I KNEW there was a reason I liked you so much. ;o)
Other veggie no-nos include broccoli, cauliflower, brussel sprouts, asparagus, any form of onion, any shade of bell pepper, and cabbage of any kind.
It might’ve been simpler to list just the veggies I DO like. ;o)

7. Do you eat seafood?
Yes, and I would eat it for every meal if I could. It’s just another reason on the long list of why I would make the perfect mermaid.

***********TECHNOLOGY***************

1. How many televisions are in your house?
Three: one in the den (for those not born in the 70s that’s the “family room”) which is the plasma with all the bells and whistles and 700 cable channels and, my best friend, the DVR; one is in the living room but rarely sees any use aside from Jeopardy! on week nights, and even then, usually only regular Jeopardy! and not Double Jeopardy!, almost never Final Jeopardy!; and one tiny TV in my mom’s room that she never uses.

2. What color cell phone do you have?
Hot pink, baby.

3. How long would it take you to look up who invented the Rubber Band?
Less than 5 seconds. My search engine is a BEAST. (William H. Spencer of Alliance, Ohio on March 7, 1923, FYI.)

4. Have any idea how many Megahertz your computer has?
2.17 GHz (2170 MHz). Surprisingly, that took longer to find than who invented the rubber band. Go figure.

***************BIOLOGY******************

1. Are you right-handed or left-handed?
Righty.

2. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
Oh yes, lots. Let’s see…my wisdom teeth, a disk (thank God I proofed this before posting, I had originally put “dick” instead of “disk” and that probably would’ve need some explaination…lol) in my cervical spine, my uterus and my cervix. I’m just like that guy in the game Operation, except my nose doesn’t light up.

3. What is the last heavy item you lifted?
My boobs, every day. Damn Kernohan women.

4. Have you ever been knocked unconscious?
Not that I can remember. LOL. Oh, I crack myself up! But, seriously, yes. By anesthesia, by terra firma and once by my own mother’s voice (thanks, mom).

************BULLCRAPOLOGY**************

1. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
Nah. I’m a planner for sure, but I hear that on that day, other people take over. Sounds good to me!

2. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
Kimberly Wimberly. True story: My mom’s best friend growing up, who lived just down the street from her, was Patsy Wimberly. However, my mom never noticed the one-letter difference in our names until I pointed it out not too long ago. She swears it had absolutely nothing to do with her naming me Kimberly. Quite the uncanny coincidence if you ask me.

3. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?
Not for a $1000. Plus, even if I was offered more money, I probably couldn’t do it. My gag reflex is one of the best working reflexes in my whole body. Funny, you’d think I’d be thinner. Hmm.

************DUMBOLOGY******************

1. How many pairs of flip flops do you own?
At least 10 pairs, but probably more. I am a beach bum at heart.

2. Last time you had a run-in with the cops?
A long time ago. Either it was for a speeding ticket or the time I turned left out of the Malibu Colony shopping center only because a truck was blocking my view of the No Left Turn sign. Stupid cop didn’t believe me, and gave me a ticket anyway. Prick.

3. Last person you talked to?
Myself.

4. Last person you hugged?
My mom.

**************FAVORITOLOGY****************

1. Season?
I live in California. At the beach. We don’t have seasons. However, I prefer June Gloom to the Santa Anas, of that helps you.

2. Holiday?
Fourth of July. How could it BE any better? You got fireworks, and a parade, and hot dogs, and the Boston Pops playing Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture…no work, no school, and pretty much a license to be three sheets to the wind all day long. I freakin’ love this country.

3. Day of the week?
Sunday. Brunch. The Time’s crossword puzzle. All the good TV show finales. As long as you don’t drive anywhere, it’s by far the best day of the week.

4. Month?
November, but only because it’s my birthday and I love me some presents.

***********CURRENTOLOGY*****************

1. Missing someone?
Like you wouldn’t believe.

2. Mood?
Reflective, yet hopeful.

3. What are you listening to?
The *beep-beep-beep* of the bulldozer as it digs a new pool over at Pali. Irritating, yet totally worth it.

4. Watching?
Myself type these words.

***************RANDOMOLOGY*****************

1. First place you went this morning?
Bathroom. Does anyone go anywhere else first?

2. What’s the last movie you saw?
Fired Up, which was unbelievably funny. If you got a kick out of Bring It On, you’ll love this. Excellent, rapid-fire dialog keeps this one entertaining to the very end. Sure to be classic lines include (but are not limited to):

Nick Brady: Bottomless breadsticks only keep you at the Olive Garden for so long, until at some point you look up and say ‘Why the hell am I at the Olive Garden with all these fat people?’

Brewster: [after he punches Rick] That was for the Crocs. You’re not an old lady gardening or a baby on the beach. OK? Now put on some shoes, you’re embarrassing yourself.

Nick Brady: [trying to talk his way out of football camp] So not only do I find out yesterday I’m adopted, the people I’ve been calling ‘mom’ and ‘dad’ are actually infertile impostors who bought me outside of a meth clinic in Cincinatti for two boxes of Sudafed, but I also get this news dropped on me: my birth father, Bruce, he needs a kidney and I’m the only match! And apparently Bruce needs it stat. Mhm, you need it stat, Bruce? HUH? Well maybe I needed a father stat, instead of this stay-at-home-dad who showers me with love every day of my life this goddamn spermless liar! So now I gotta be at Kaiser Permanente tomorrow at 6:00 am. I know. Bruce couldn’t even afford a real hospital. Managed care. It’s ironic, huh? He never managed to care for me.

Nick Brady: Mopey, I’m talking to you. You’ve been sitting out here staring into space for like two hours.
Shawn Colfax: [checks watch] It’s been five minutes.
Nick Brady: Really? That was five minutes? Wow, I guess I really do suck in bed.

Funny, no?

3. Do you smile often?
At least once a day.

***************OTHER-OLOGY*****************

1. Do you always answer your phone?
More like never.

2. It’s four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it?
Obviously someone I don’t know, because I don’t ‘do’ texting.

3. If you could change your eye color what would it be?
My eyes DO change color. I’m like a human mood ring.

4. Do you prefer cold or hot?
My theory is: you can only remove so much clothing, until you’re buck naked; however, you can always put more clothing on. So, I suppose ‘cold’ but, like Maggie, ‘California Cold’, not ‘Fargo, ND’ cold. I could never live in a place where you have to start your car by remote control so that it has ample time to warm up. Plus, the thought of being snowbound makes me panicky.

5. What’s your favorite gossip magazine?
People (because Jim was right, they ARE strange).

6. Have you ever had a pet fish?
I have, and his name was Charlie (odd coincidence, don’t you think Maggie?) He was the best fish ever. Brilliantly blue, boyishly handsome, he was smart as well as pretty. You may not believe this, but he was trained to recognize his owner’s voice. Now, Charlie is in that big fishbowl in the sky. I miss him.

8. What’s on your wish list for your birthday?
A man.

9. Can you do push ups?
It’s possible, but not probable.

10. Can you do a chin up?
Nope, and I never have been able to. Forget climbing a rope, either.

11. Does the future make you more nervous or excited?
Neither. I like to take each day, one day at a time (“so hold on tight we’ll muddle through”). No sense worrying about what the future brings, no sense wishing it would hurry up and get here, either.

NOTE: Before I finished this, Michael Jackson suddenly passed away at the very young age of 50. He had planned to start a world tour at the end of July. No one, not even the King of Pop, knows what the future has in store for us. No one. MJ will be greatly missed, even if he was a freak. You’d be, too, if you lived his life.

12. Do you have any saved texts?
I don’t understand. Is this question in English? By ‘texts’, do you mean books? If so, then yes.

13. Ever been in a car wreck?
Oh, sure. Lots. I even wrecked my best friend’s car once (love you, Pama!). I think I’m up to 5 wrecks, and if anyone else ever hits my car again, whether it’s in motion or not, I am giving up my driving privileges forever, because, clearly, somebody wants me dead.

14. Do you have an accent?
No, but I can. I often adopt a Southern Drawl or a British accent for no reason at all. Keeps people on their toes.

15. What is the last song to make you cry?
Stardust by Nat king Cole. Gets me every time when he sings, “Sometimes I wonder…why I spend…the LONELY NIIIIIIGHT…dreaming of a song…the melody…haunts my reverie…and I am once again…with you…when our love was new…and each kiss…an inspiration…BUT THAT was…lo-o-ong ago…and now my…consolation…is in the stardust…of a song.” Just KILLS ME.

16. Plans tonight?
Yes, but they are classified. Sorry. If I told you, then I’d have to kill you.

17. Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom?
Gosh, I hope so. Like Maggie, I would hate to think the worst has yet to come. Now there’s an awful notion.

18. Name 3 things you bought yesterday?
A bag of Pirate Booty, some Texas Toast, and a dude’s line about how wonderful I am.

19. Have you ever been given roses?
Yes, but I could always use some more.

20. Current worry?
Am I really a good writer, or is everyone just saying that to be nice?

21. Current hate right now?
I try not to hate, if at all possible. However, right now, I hate that my back is still spazzing out. Enough already.

22. Met someone who changed your life?
Oh, WOW. That’s a loaded question. I think I’ll take the ‘Matrix’ stance and say, I can’t be sure. Is the world full of people who we meet and get to know, or is this all some very vivid dream that exists only in my mind, and the people and things just extensions of my inner-self? So, are these people changing my life, or am I changing it myself? How would I know the difference? Mind-scrambling, isn’t it? Remember, there is no spoon.

23. How will you bring in the New Year?
In with the old, out with the new? Or is it the other way around? I can never remember.

24. What song represents you?
To my knowledge, no one has written a song about me. So, I would have to say none of them. Otherwise, that would be stealing someone else’s song. Right?

25. Name three people who might complete this?
Mieke, Julianna, David…at least, I hope they all do. I hope you ALL do, actually…otherwise, I wouldn’t have tagged you.

26. Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?
Abso-frinken-lutely. Most especially, if I could change the past.

27. Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?
Yes. All losers, to be sure, but the answer is still yes.

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SQUIRREL!

Posted by kimlno on June 24, 2009

So, I’m having a perfectly nice conversation with my mom, when she suddenly has a “SQUIRREL!” Moment. It went a little something like this:

“Blah, blah, blah, money, blah, blah, blah, dinner, blah, blah, blah, computer…OH!” she exclaimed in mid-ramble. “I could go play my GAME!”[1]

“Wow,” I replied. “That was a like a senior moment on crack.”

We both explode into laughter.

For those of you unfamiliar with the term “SQUIRREL!” Moment, allow me to elaborate.

Any questions?


[1] Best thing I’ve ever done/Worst thing I’ve ever done: Get my mom hooked on casual computer video games (e.g., Mystery Case Files, Hidden Expedition). Finally, she understands how it is possible for three hours to simply disappear from your day in the blink of an eye. She understands that, yes, you might be exacerbating your carpal tunnel syndrome, but, damn it, you NEED to get to Level 3! Most importantly, she has learned that even when there’s nothing on TV, or no movies left to watch, there are always video games. I think that’s the best lesson anyone can learn, really.

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Spasm Watch: 2009

Posted by kimlno on June 19, 2009

Dr. Field creates his magical compound.

Dr. Field creates his magical compound.

For those of you keeping track, we are now half way through Day 6 of the Worst Back Spasm of the New Millennium. Last Saturday, I was severely punished for doing manual labor (changing the sheets on my bed) and struck down with a cripplingly painful and completely immobilizing muscle spasm that, at times, has literally drained my will to live. It has brought me to tears. It has made me scream out in agony. It has made me question the existence of God. However, there may be a light at the end of the tunnel.

Yesterday was a new low-point for me, and I truly believe that had there been an “End It All Now” button within reach, I would’ve pressed it. I was desperate. I needed help. I searched the deep recesses of my mind for any medical professional I had not already been in contact with, for someone, anyone, who could help me. One man came to mind, Dr. Morton H. Field.

Dr. Field has been my mom’s doctor since before I was born. He was my doctor for many years, as well, until the advent of HMOs and PPOs and the like. He’s got to be in his mid-to-late 70s, but he is still as sharp as any younger doctor I’ve ever seen. He’s totally old school, as most of his patients are literally OLD, but that’s what I needed…a man with a different perspective on medical treatment. Not some UCLA drone who has been programmed to be quick, efficient and prescribe Vicodin for EVERYTHING. What’s the deal with that, anyway? Is Vicodin a cure-all and I just missed the memo? Last time I checked, it was basically like prescribing someone pharmaceutical grade heroin and pretty much everyone who uses it ends up abusing it sooner or later. It’s a drug that does nothing to cure what ails you as much as it simply masks the pain for a little while. God forbid you are in pain for more than a few days, because pretty soon one Vicodin is not enough. Then, the next thing you know, you’re popping one every half hour, or so, just to make it through the day. Or so I’ve heard. (I watch entirely too much “Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew.”)

ANYmonkeyonyourback, the thing about Dr. Field is he’s in the business of healing his patients. I know it’s a foreign concept, but try to keep an open mind. He actually wants to cure people. Crazy, huh? Well, when I described in detail my grave medical situation, he actually came up with an alternative solution that no other doctor I’ve consulted has even considered. They’ve all been saying the same thing: Skelaxin (to relaxin’ the back-sin’), Ibuprofen (to reduce swelling) and ice (ice, baby). I’d ask, after Day 3 or Day 4 of this treatment not working, “Is there NOTHING else we can try here, people?” Nope. That’s it. That’s all we can do. “Really?” I’d say, “because this just isn’t working for me. AT ALL.” Come Day 5 and I was willing to drink goat pee or slather myself in elephant excrement just to have a slight improvement of my situation.

Dr. Field to the rescue. He understood that until my back muscles stopped spasming, I would never get any better. So he wrote me a prescription for Soma, which he said would knock me on my ass, but since I was already in bed, it didn’t really matter (I’m not operating any heavy machinery here). In addition, he also prescribed a super secret topical compound that he developed himself just for his patients. You see, since his main customer is a card-carrying member of the arthritis/sciatica/chronic aches-and-pains crowd, he wanted to be able to ease their pain without doping them up with hardcore oral meds (like Vicodin). What a novel concept! Now, I don’t know what is in this magical compound, which is an odorless cream, but whatever it is, it works.  When’s the last time your doctor MADE his own medication? Who even knew doctors COULD DO that kind of stuff? And that is why Dr. Field is THE MAN.*

Even though tomorrow will mark one whole week I’ve been spazzing out, I am at least 100% better than I was yesterday. For that I will be eternally thankful to Dr. Field. Maybe tomorrow I can even (dare I say it?)…GO OUTSIDE. I’ve almost forgotten what color the sky is. Whatever tomorrow brings, I just hope it brings the end of Spasm Watch: 2009.

*Funny side story, and yet another reason why Dr. Field rocks: to lose weight, he once recommended the “Light Beer Diet.” For a week, all you consume is light beer. Your body would still be getting the minimum nutrients in order to function, at a much reduced caloric intake. He added that, of course, it would have to be a week where you didn’t have to work or drive or make any life-altering decisions, but that it would work most efficiently. Of course, he made a better case for the diet than I just did, because he’s a doctor and I know very little about how the body works compared to him. Nonetheless, although I’ve never tried it, he gets points for even suggesting such a diet. He thinks outside the box and that’s what makes him an excellent doctor.

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