This afternoon, while most families were outside eating barbecue on this nice patriotic holiday, my dad and I were at Medical City testing my resting metabolic rate. He had found this cool new doctor toy that uses your intake of oxygen to provide how many calories your body naturally burns in a resting state. According to the device, I can eat about 16 calories per pound and maintain my current weight. (yay!....)
While we were up there, he figured we might as well remove that pesky mole on my pelvis that he had noticed a few months ago. No big deal, just your normal everyday spontaneous operation... Who wants to deal with the hassle of filing insurance claims?
In other news, I finally got that gross chlorine green out of my hair. It took some serious shampooing and highlights to do the job, but at least people will stop asking if I dyed a strip of my hair green. I feel like eventually, I should just let my natural hair color grow out or dye it brown for good or something. Blonde is too high maintenance, and it's just one more thing that my mom is paying for in order to maintain control over me. I've realized that accepting money from her is a trap. No matter how nice she is when she offers it, she generally finds a way to turn it around and use it against me. And technically, that's totally valid, but it's also really obnoxious. That's why I need a job....
On Thursday, I head to Minnesota to hang out with Sam for a few days, and that will be really fun. She lives in this small town with waterfalls, and nature!! What a nice change from the big city. I haven't decided if I'm going to take my saxophone yet, though. I've been lazy about practicing recently.
But maybe that's because I've been so distracted running my household and having whimsical surgeries. Ours is truly a strange family....
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