I had to share…


I’m burnt to a crisp, but unlike my Irish brethren it actually suits me… I know that tonight/tomorrow my country will be filled with lobster-red uncomfortable people. Hehehehehh. Me? I’m done to a turn nicely. Yet another good Irish term…

I had my MRI today! Man, I’ve been through a few but maybe I blocked the memory or sommat… In any case, I was fully aware that I could not sit up, move my arms , or even open my eyes because seeing the ceiling of my prison was too scary… I’m usually only claustrophobic in crowds, but daaaaam, that’s a tight fit.

But again – because it was and is a nice warm day (despite the wind) I dressed in next to nothing, for me… A way-too-tight/small sports bra, a tank top (known as a vest here for reasons unknown to me) and best of all, a spandex ‘skorts’ thingamajig that Socks sent to me years ago.

Yep, I’m 40, and chubby… But half the battle is being confident, right? I looked awesome for an old fat chick. And! I actually made an effort and shaved me legs, woot… AND! Painted my toenails. I promise you, this is 100% a shot of me feets, right now!

Dogeen is NOT impressed! She wants the good stuff she smells cooking.

About heretherebespiders

Immigrant American living in Ireland. Sarcastic, decrepit. Loads of interests: reading, plants, pets, food, art, writing, drinking, space, politics, feminism, quantum theory. Not 'girly' and not interested in being so.

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    • No, sorry! She’s Neko, unintentionally Japanese for cat. “een” is used as a diminutive in Ireland – which is one of the reasons a woman named Coleen makes them laugh- its Irish for little girl. So: dogeen is small dog, obviously sarcastic in this case! Best is that women could only buy a glasheen of Guinness back in the day, a serving that was less than half a pint…

  1. oh yeah, the horses galloping over your head in the MRI–yikes! those machine-makers are quite magic, but they can’t get rid of that NOISE that liked to make me nuts within the confinement?!

    Happy Spiders! Maybe tomorrow I’ll paint my toenails purple in honor of you celebrating nakey-springtime!

  2. Curiously, I painted my toenails blue when I had my one major surgery (during which I sang a rude parody on Gounod’s Faust; drugs are wonderful). I think someone somehow played me Dvorak’s 8th symphony (new numbering) when I had my one and only MRI and it went rather quickly that way. I am not sure that would work for everyone.

    Will be curious what shows up in the radiology report.

  3. I’m lovin’ the rainbow toes. I think I’m going to have mine done the blue color on your second toe. I may be old, but I’m hip 🙂 Love the Irish vernacular!

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