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So there I was…

…laid up in the bed after a very successful surgery.  Luckily, the doctor wrote his initials on my knee again, so there was no confusion!  And I have old school stitches since the normal ones don’t dissolve in my weird body.

Thanks to everyone who sent me well wishes.  I’m here at my parents’ house being waited on hand and foot.  I have Dr Pepper, candy, grilled cheese sandwiches, Kleenex, gauze, ACE bandages and ice packs within reaching distance of both sides of the bed.  Plus–my Mama gave me a bell to ring in case of an emergency.  Of course, she can’t hear it when I ring it upstairs, but it’s the thought that counts.

And I’ve watched three Christmas movies!  Thanks to those who made suggestions in my previous post.  As usual, you guys rock!

I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.  I’ve declared 2010 as “The Year of Lincee.” 

Here’s to the ride!

This is a quote from the late Randy Pausch.  I received his book, The Last Lecture,” for my birthday.  It’s about how he learns he has terminal cancer around the same time that he is asked by the administration of the college in which he teaches to give his last lecture.  Typically, professors use this moment to give students their perspective on life and how to live it to the fullest.

In Pausch’s case…it was literally an opportunity to give his last lecture and leave a legacy for both his wife and three kids.

I am about a third of the way through and am already inspired.  It’s interesting to think about what it would take to achieve my childhood dreams (which is a challenge given by Pausch) and then to amp it up and consider the possibility of achieving my adult dreams.

I’m anxious to see where this journey takes me.

Now before I get inundated by hate mail, I want to make myself clear.

Yes.  Johnny Depp is sexy.  There’s no question.  NO QUESTION.  But when I saw his picture on the cover of my 2009 edition of People’s Sexiest Men Alive, I had to pause for a moment. 

Please understand that I know he is sexy.  Are we all on the same page here?  Can we all agree and acknowledge the depths of Johnny’s sexiness?

My favorite JD photo.  SWOON!

And I know that the People cover insinuates that the title is for the sexiest man alive, but traditionally, it’s really the sexiest man who made an impact in that year. 

I can think of many other sexy guys who made a bigger impression on me in 2009 and therefore, deserved the coveted cover position:

Exhibit A:

I give you Bradley Cooper.  And his eyes.  LORD HIS EYES!  But his personality makes me love him even more.

Exhibit B:

I give you Ryan Reynolds.  He’s hot and makes me laugh with his perfect comedic timing.  If I concentrate really hard, I can forget that he’s married to Scarlet Johansson. 

Exhibit C:

I give you Eric Dane.  He and Hunt are the two sexy reasons I still watch Grey’s Anatomy.   

Exhibit D:

I give you Mark Salling.  And before you judge me that he is a high school kid (on Glee) he’s actually 27-years-old.  BAM!  He’s in my age bracket!

Exhibit E:

I give you Chris Pine.  Captain James T. Kirk himself. 

What in the world People magazine?  He’s a 3-inch x 3-inch on page 154.  Are you kidding me?  This was his year.  Big oversight.  Huge. 

I’m starting the “Chris Pine” campaign for 2010. 

Who’s with me?

There are moments in my life when something happens and I smile on the inside, knowing that it’s going to be great blogging material.  There are other instances in which I feel so silly at what just unfolded and I am glad no one was there to witness what I just did.

Since I’ve made this big announcement that I will be blogging EVERY SINGLE DAY IN NOVEMBER (what was I thinking) I am coming up a little short in the creative department this morning.  And the only thing that keeps popping into my head is what happened last week.

And it’s one of those “don’t tell anyone” categories. 

It was mildly humorous.  And since this website is all about entertaining the masses, I decided that I needed to suck it up, write it down and suffer the consequences of finger pointing and eye rolling.

Speaking of eye rolling…

For about two weeks, I’ve felt a sense of dizziness while driving to work.  I’m fine driving home, but driving to work was miserable.  My eyes would not focus.  I would rub them.  Blink them.  Check for weird foreign objects in them.  Then I wondered if my polarized sunglasses were adjusting to the recent time change and the sun being in a different position as I made my way down Highway 59.

Hey.  That’s not random.  I actually thought it.  I was hoping for anything but “you-just-turned-34-and-are-getting-old-so-get-over-yourself-and-get-some-glasses-already.”   

The morning of the second week, I became really concerned.  I pulled in to my parking garage at work, took off my sunglasses and immediately felt better.  I was convinced that they had melted in the sun and somehow warped, causing me to not be able to focus properly.

I flung them across the seat where they landed on a white piece of paper.

And that’s when I noticed that a lens was missing from the left eye socket.

Feeling pretty stupid?  Of course.  Excited that I’m not going blind?  You betcha. 

It’s sort of like the times when I attempt to use my key-less car entry to get in the door of work.  I will sit there for a good 10 seconds clicking the button at the door knob, wondering why it won’t open.  Sadly, I’ve done that on more than one occasion. 

I blame it on the headaches I’ve developed in the morning from trying to focus in my left socketless sunglasses. 

Please tell me you know what I’m talking about.  This happens all the time, right?  RIGHT?