Combatting the pre-biopsy blues...

Tomorrow, I go in for another thyroid biopsy to ensure if a newly present nodule is cancerous or not. If you have never heard of a thyroid nodule, you can read all about them HERE.

The biopsy is essentially this:

Once the patient is ready, a needle is inserted into the nodule. Most doctors do not use a local anesthetic.The patient holds his/her breath while the needle is rocked gently to obtain as much tissue as possible. The needle is then withdrawn and pressure is applied over the thyroid area to minimize bleeding. This procedure is usually repeated six to eight times to ensure that an adequate amount of tissue has been collected. After the procedure, pressure is applied over the neck area for 10 to 15 minutes to assure that the bleeding has stopped. The pressure also helps to reduce any swelling that may occur.

Anyone that knows me will tell you that I am not at all a fan of needles, so the idea of being a human pincushion for 45 minutes is not a particularly comforting one. Also, last time I had a thyroid biopsy, it HURT, not "stung", not "smarted", no, it straight up HURT. I was crying, I was scaring the crap out of the poor med student assigned to hold my hand and he was crying...oh, such fun.

So, in nervous anticipation of tomorrow, I've been a pretty major wreck the past few nights. Zack took tomorrow afternoon off so he can be there with me tomorrow (because he is perfect and wonderful :), and tonight we're going to get some take-out from my favorite Vietnamese place and curl up on the couch and watch television for a relaxing, low-key night...and hopefully I will manage to get SOME sleep. :/

I had a pretty successful interview this afternoon, and although they couldn't offer me the position until they completed all their interviews, they said that I'd be a great fit. I find out tomorrow...wish me luck!

I finished Christmas shopping for Zack today, so all that's left is picking up a few things for the extended family and the tickets for mum and dad. I feel a little bad for not getting them much they can actually open on Christmas morning, but they're really excited about the Gaelic Storm tickets, and I think they'll really enjoy themselves. :)

Well, I'm going to curl up with Sasha-poof and relax.

I hope you're all staying warm!

I Heart Chai!

I am a coffee snob, I am a tea snob, and yes, I am a chai snob...so I was hesitant about this instant chai tea latte mix from Oregon Chai. Hey, I got a free sample from somewhere (which, to be honest, has been sitting in the cupboard for a couple months) so I figured, why the heck not?

I am sorry for ever doubting you Oregon Chai, your tea latte mix is delicious!

Creamy, subtly sweet, gently spicy, and CRAZY EASY!...hot water, a splash of milk, and you've got some dang good chai.

Don't believe me? Try it for yourself HERE for free! :)

Today it was -21 below, and I was not a fan...

Today, when I ventured out it was -21 degrees outside. People are always saying "That's Minnesota!" and "It'll only get colder, buck up!" and it kind of makes me want to punch them in the face, because, you see, these ridiculous people that embrace winter and love the cold are the same people that get to drive around in their nice warm cars...not have to take three buses to get where they want to go. Oh, and its winter, so although it hasn't been snowing for over 24 hours, the buses are still running WAY behind schedule. Oh, and bus shelters, bus shelters are fantastic, but not every stop has a shelter, especially not out in the burbs, because people that live in the burbs DRIVE CARS! *sigh*

So, I went on a magical adventure out to the burbiest of the burbs today, to be interviewed by a woman that I'm pretty sure was that same age as my little sister. The bus dropped me off at the last stop on Main Street and I then got to go a-wanderin', hoping beyond all hope as I went on that I was at least going in the right direction. I finally saw another person crazy enough to be walking around outside in the frigid wind. We met and pulled down our scarves only to speak long enough for the asking and receiving of directions, and I figured out I was walking in the right direction, but had another seven or so blocks to go. I arrived at my interview breathless, windswept, and looking like I had returned from some sort of Antarctic expedition. (Now, it may be unprofessional to show up to an interview in calf-high Sorel boots lined with fur and a Columbia parka, complete with Eskimo-esque hood trimmed in fur...but I do not care, I was warm, and THAT was what mattered...)

My interview was uneventful. The bus back was late, and was filled with what can only be termed a "mentally handicapped comedy troupe". God bless them, they were having a fantastic time, but they kept cracking jokes to me and other passengers that made absolutely no sense, and then laughing wildly. My personal favorite:

Man: What's your name?

Me: Christy

Man: Well if your name was Joe, I'd say let's go in there *as he points to Trader Joe's* and I'll get you some bananas! *raucous laughter*

Me: *confused look*

So, after my magical trip back on the 12, I decided to stop in at Steeple People, which is a nifty little thrift shop across the street, which I've been meaning to get to ever since we moved in (August...). What a wonderful place! I was in search of teacups for a Christmas project I'm planning, and I didn't see any that weren't in sets of china, so I asked a nice elderly lady. She introduced me to the "free box" and said I could have all the mismatched teacups I wanted...JACKPOT! I also picked up some lovely Victorian-esque ornaments for the Christmas tree and a fantastic kitschy coffee mug for myself that reads "Swedeheart"...so excellent!

We were thinking of making steak fajitas for dinner earlier, and I found a delectable recipe for Sweet Corn Tomalito to go with them, but its BRRRCOLD outside and I didn't want to venture out in search of masa, so we've postponed it for Saturday. Tonight, Zack has agreed to make his lemon pepper chicken with feta and couscous...mmm... :)

I'm going to curl up with some cocoa in my new mug! Stay warm!

The BEST Bread Pudding Ever, Period!

So, last night was the first real snowstorm we've had here in Minneapolis. To celebrate the fact that its finally starting to look like winter around here, I decided to make a pork roast, homemade mashed potatoes and gravy, and an absolutely sinfully delicious bread pudding!

I found the recipe HERE and have also included it below...

Bread Pudding

Ingredients:

2 cups whole milk (or 2 cups half & half)
1/4 cup butter
2/3 cup brown sugar (light or dark, depending on taste preference)
3 eggs
2 teaspoons cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
3 cups bread, torn into small pieces (french bread works best)
1/2 cup raisins (optional)

Directions:

1. In medium saucepan, over medium heat, heat milk (or half & half) just until film forms over top. Combine butter and milk, stirring until butter is melted. Cool to lukewarm.

2. Combine sugar, eggs, cinnamon, nutmeg, and vanilla. Beat with an electric mixer at medium speed for 1 minute. Slowly add milk mixture.

3. Place bread in a lightly greased 1 1/2 quart casserole.

4. Sprinkle with raisins if desired. Pour batter on top of bread.

5. Bake at 350 degrees F for 45 to 50 minutes or until set. Serve warm.

If you make the sauce to put on top of your bread pudding, adjust the sugar in the bread pudding recipe, change it to 1/3 cups sugar (the sauce has the other 1/3 cup in it).

Bread Pudding Sauce

Ingredients:

1 cup whole milk
2 Tbsp. butter
1/3 cup granulated white sugar
1 tsp. vanilla
1 Tbsp. flour
dash of salt

Directions:

Mix everything together and bring to a boil for 3 - 4 minutes, stirring constantly. Set aside for 5 minutes, then pour on warm bread pudding.

It was absolutely delicious! All the warm, gooey, slightly spicy and sweet wonderfulness that bread pudding embodies, easily the best I've ever had! I would have included pictures, but most of it was devoured while still hot, almost immediately after coming out of the oven, and the rest was eaten cold this morning for breakfast! Mmmmm... :)

This made my day...

Sometimes you just need someone to recognize your struggle and tell you you're beautiful...

12:14pm Friend

I think that you are rather brave sometimes... :-)

12:14pm Christy

oh?

12:15pm Friend

Yeah, I think about all the stuff you've been through, and still go through...

what with issues with your mom and your health and relationships and school and jobs...

and yet, you still keep plugging away...

you don't seem to quit...

and you do it with a smile and decent attitude for the most part

12:17pm Christy

oh, I've had my breaking points

12:18pm Friend

I know

12:18pm Christy

maybe its because I'm Irish, and too damn stubborn to quit

12:18pm Friend

but you are still here

lol

yes

call it what you will

and keep doing it

:-)

you have people who love you and want you to be happy in life

myself included

12:20pm Christy

thanks dear

12:21pm Friend

I just wanted you to know that I've noticed your struggles and like that you don't quit

12:21pm Christy

I guess...well...there's just too much beauty to quit

12:21pm Friend

yes

both outside and inside of Christy ;-)

Fragility

"You are fragile," he said

Fragile things are destined to one day be broken

"Some grow stronger," he said

Tell that to the iridescent spiderwebs

and fleeting early snowflakes.

But it would be nice if he were right...

Clandestine Sunshine

You are the canary
auroral yellow
perched safely deep inside
my tenebrous rib cage,
still you sing such dulcet songs.
A surreptitious sunbeam
no interminable string of gray days
can ever steal away.