DaGoddess @ 02:02

I’m a Two.

Blame Leslie for this one. It’s all her fault. Okay, maybe my upbringing had something to do with it. What I really mean is…Leslie made me do it.

Your result for The Quick & Painless ENNEAGRAM Test…

2 – the Helper

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you chose CX – your Enneagram type is TWO (aka “The Charmer”).

“I must help others”

Helpers are warm, concerned, nurturing,

and sensitive to other people’s needs.

How to Get Along with Me

• Tell me that you appreciate me. Be specific.

• Share fun times with me.

• Take an interest in my problems, though I will probably try to focus on yours.

• Let me know that I am important and special to you.

• Be gentle if you decide to criticize me.

In Intimate Relationships

• Reassure me that I am interesting to you.

• Reassure me often that you love me.

• Tell me I’m attractive and that you’re glad to be seen with me.

What I Like About Being a TWO

• being able to relate easily to people and to make friends

• knowing what people need and being able to make their lives better

• being generous, caring, and warm

• being sensitive to and perceptive about others’ feelings

• being enthusiastic and fun-loving, and having a good sense of humor

What’s Hard About Being a TWO

• not being able to say no

• having low self-esteem

• feeling drained from overdoing for others

• not doing things I really like to do for myself for fear of being selfish

• criticizing myself for not feeling as loving as I think I should

• being upset that others don’t tune in to me as much as I tune in to them

• working so hard to be tactful and considerate that I suppress my real feelings

TWOs as Children Often

• are very sensitive to disapproval and criticism

• try hard to please their parents by being helpful and understanding

• are outwardly compliant

• are popular or try to be popular with other children

• act coy, precocious, or dramatic in order to get attention

• are clowns and jokers (the more extroverted TWOs), or quiet and shy (the more introverted TWOs)

TWOs as Parents

• are good listeners, love their children unconditionally, and are warm and encouraging (or suffer guilt if they aren’t)

• are often playful with their children

• wonder: “Am I doing it right?” “Am I giving enough?” “Have I caused irreparable damage?”

• can become fiercely protective

Renee Baron & Elizabeth Wagele, The Enneagram Made Easy. Discover the 9 Types of People.

Harper: San Francisco, 1994, 161 pages

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DaGoddess @ 19:30

Little Miss Normal Blood Pressure couldn’t be treated at the local Walgreens clinic today because her BP was ridiculously high. Yeah. That’s me.

I actually went into the clinic because my throat is so sore and has big white splotches. The congestion has finally eased up enough that I don’t feel like I’m vacuum-sealed, but the throat kept me awake all night and I can barely swallow.

With LD coming to town tomorrow, I figured it would be a good idea to get checked out. Enter Walgreens. I’d looked online for low cost clinics and they came up. I had no idea they even offered such a thing. They do. So I went. Only to discover my BP was outrageously high. That’s so not me. I’m chalking it up to the pseudoephedrine, cough syrup, and lack of sleep.

The Physician’s Assistant who saw me didn’t charge me anything (good news) and I had to sign a paper saying I would either go to the nearest emergency department or to an urgent care clinic. Of course, the closest urgent care closed an hour earlier (bad news) and there’s no way I’d pay for going into the emergency room for something I firmly believe to be an aberration. Instead, I’m going to bed now and getting as much sleep as possible; I’ll go back first thing in the morning before I have to go to the airport and pick up LD. If the BP is still high at that time, yes, I will go to urgent care and have it checked out.

So, for now, I’m curling up in my warm bed. The humidifier is on. I’m laying off the decongestant and cough syrup. And I’m going to take a full Ambien tonight (yeah, I think that contributed to my lack of sleep last night). In the morning I’ll have some orange juice and head back to Walgreens. I’m pretty sure all will be well. Hey, with any luck, I’ll wake up and my throat will feel better and I won’t have to do anything!

And there was something good (other than the no charge) that came from my little adventure: Walgreens has butter mints. I love love love butter mints. Not the standard after dinner mints that come in various colors, but the creamy, yummy yellow mints. You know the ones. I bought three bags. Haven’t opened anything, but at least I have them on hand for when I feel the need for a special treat. Yay! (I know, it’s pathetic, but I don’t care.)

Do me a favor, please, and pray my BP is normal in the morning. I don’t have the money or resources to deal with hypertension and the meds and everything at this point. I don’t have the patience either.


Adventures with Pharmacists, Lawyers, and the DMV

DaGoddess @ 10:44

Now that I’m no longer in imminent danger of bleeding cough syrup if poked with a sharp object, I decided that it was time to take care of business. I mean, I have enough of a voice back that I’m fairly easily understood over the phone again. And so my adventures began.

I called in refills for my meds for my back the other day and awoke yesterday (after three hours sleep) to a call from the pharmacy saying the refills had been denied because my doctor was no longer at that office. Well, we knew that, and we’d made plans for the physician’s assistant to handle the refills under whoever took over the spine patients. Aye, there’s the rub. No one has yet been hired to handle the spine patients and work comp won’t allow the P.A. (who has seen me hundreds of times) to write the scripts. Grrr. The bright point in all of this is that the pharmacist really likes me and is very sweet whenever we communicate. Heck, she gets damn near fawning when we meet face-to-face. At least there’s that.

This prompted me to call the attorney. He, of course, was in court. I waited patiently, or some reasonable facsimile thereof, and finally gave in six hours later and called him again. Well, he was in the office at that point, but with a client. I reiterated the urgency of my situation (a week’s worth of meds is nearing panic around here) and was assured the message would be relayed. Naturally, no call was forthcoming. Today? They’re not even in the office. And the only way I’ll be able to get in to see a doc without the attorney is to go to the emergency room, which really goes against everything I believe in when it comes to obtaining treatment. Yet, it’s how the game is played and very likely where I’ll end up within the next few days — just to get my RX written. Stupidity.

That, however, was nothing compared my fun at the DMV. There are three DMV offices in Las Vegas. They open at 8am. I got there this morning before 8 and ended up waiting almost an hour just standing in line, waiting to be told I didn’t have the one piece of paper I needed: my marriage certificate proving my transition from my birth name (because yes, I did have my birth certificate) and my social security card with the name I took after marriage. At that point, I think my head was ready to burst. Yesterday, I hadn’t even bothered when I saw the line; I simply turned and walked out. Today though, I was determined to get this done. Not quite. My marriage certificate is sitting in a lock box in storage in San Diego. The only solution was to call the ex and ask if he had a copy. He did. And we made arrangements for Little Dude to bring that paper with him on the plane on Sunday.

Yes, you read that right: LD will be flying in for Valentine’s Day! Hey, I get one of my Valentines with me this coming week and that ain’t bad. I wish Mojo could come, too, but that’s not happening. :( Oh well, we rejoice over what we do get, right?

Anyhow, now that I’ve already been beaten and battered for the day (long before I’m normally conscious), I think I’ve earned my nap.

Oh! Other good news! I won a prize at last night’s photography group meeting. It may prove to be very handy here soon. Wish it had been a flash unit, but it wasn’t and that’s on my to do list later today. After my nap, of course.

Hope your Friday/weekend is getting off to a better start than mine. Once I’ve slept, I’m sure I’ll be in a happier mood and ready to tackle some of the tasks on my ever-growing list.

Be good. And if you can’t be good, make sure you leave a comment and tell me you at least had fun.


Goodbye, Phil

DaGoddess @ 23:00

Deadliest Catch will never be the same. Special condolences go out to Josh and Jake, the crew, and their friends.

The F/V Cornelia Marie’s website is down up with info. Don’t be surprised if it crashes again though. Overloaded with visitors, I’m sure. The F/V Northwestern has a tribute up.

Phil, may God greet you with a hot cuppa Joe, a carton of smokes, and some chocolate.

You will be missed.

Statement from Discovery – Discovery mourns the loss of dear friend and colleague Captain Phil Harris. He was more than someone on our television screen. Phil was a devoted father and loyal friend to all who knew him. We will miss his straightforward honesty, wicked sense of humor and enormous heart. We share our tremendous sadness over this loss with the millions of viewers who followed Phil’s every move. We send our thoughts and prayers to Phil’s sons Josh and Jake and the Cornelia Marie crew.

Capt. Phil moments just in case you want to hear that voice again.

We will miss you, Phil.


Sermon for the Phlegmish

DaGoddess @ 03:11

I’ve got a message for you, from the lobes of my lungs, brothers and sisters
Everybody out there in search for peace, love, joy, clear breathing


When you feel that burning deep down inside your chest


Let air in your lungs this morning brothers and sisters


Reach down deep and ignore the wheeze (but have your inhaler ready)


Let yourself breathe in, let your lungs breathe out


Cough it up, bring that evil mucous up…let it rise to the surface and cast it out!


Everybody knows the phlegm is there, come closer and have a listen


Come on, brothers and sisters! Work it out. Cast it out!


Inhale! As deeply as you can. Inhale! Feel the oxygen fill your lungs!

Humidify! Humidify! Humidify your mucous membranes. Humidify…Amen



DaGoddess @ 02:10

I must be in need of some because I feel like this has to be something more than another blasted sinus thing.

Perhaps my constant running since last Thursday finally caught up to me, but really? I think I’m officially sick with something nasty. My hair and my toes hurt. My body is shouting obscenities at me (and at other people). Plus, I caught myself saying, “I miss KC and the Sunshine Band” the other day. This is just wrong.

I dunno. I’m guzzling cough syrup, poppin’ pseudoephedrine, and downing gallons of juice and tea.

Wake me next week, would ya?


Deadliest Catch News

DaGoddess @ 09:59

Just got an email from Discovery Channel:

Health Update: Captain Phil Harris

As many of you may already know, Phil Harris suffered a stroke while in port off-loading from the F/V Cornelia Marie. He has been transported to a medical facility and is receiving the best care possible. Our thoughts and prayers are with his family and we will make more information available as we know it.

Josh and Jake Harris thank everyone for their heartfelt thought and prayers. The Deadliest Catch community has always been more like family than just fans, and Discovery Channel joins the Harris boys in thanking everyone for their wishes of support. Captain Phil is resting comfortably and is in the care of excellent doctors and nurses. We will update everyone on his progress as best we can.

For updates and to leave a message for Phil go to:

Get well, Phil! You are a hero to many and your sons need you. If you need a private nurse, I happen to know one. Just sayin’. Seriously though, now’s the time to get stubborn and not take any shit from your blood and blood vessels. Show ’em who’s boss and get better!


The “I Forgot” List

DaGoddess @ 21:21



Yeah, those two were left off my list of Happy Things. Stupid. I know. Go figure.

Oh, and Deadliest Catch, Mike Rowe, and James Earl Jones’ voice.

Happy Things

DaGoddess @ 18:06

Empanadas and Lemon Drop martinis

Friends from out of town

Good music


Lemon berry tarts

Big bottles of water



Animals, especially baby animals

Children, laughter, and hugs


A good friend

Finishing at least one item on a to-do list




A roast

Manicotti and canneloni and tortellini

A long, deep laugh

A warm blanket

Cute cowboys

Cute boys. (as in “period, full stop”)


A good pee

Waking up

Going to sleep


Fresh air

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There are more, but those are the ones that came to mind just now.

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