This is surprisingly tasty (as well as surprisingly spicy for something from Pace). I’m in love.
More delicious info on Pace’s Four Cheese Salsa con Queso!
– Tiff
This is surprisingly tasty (as well as surprisingly spicy for something from Pace). I’m in love.
More delicious info on Pace’s Four Cheese Salsa con Queso!
– Tiff
I’m definitely loving the new ad campaign for the prominent disability children’s hospital here in Minnesota: Gillette.
Check it out here at NoPity.org.
– Tiff
PS. Pity has always been one of the most annoying things I’ve endured since becoming paralyzed. I’m glad they’re doing this.
…you may be a lost cause 🙂
Love, Tiff, Pixie, and Daphners
I discovered recently that wearing toasty warm socks after getting into bed (the fleece kind of socks, preferrably), is without question the fastest way to warm up ice-cube legs.
An able-bodied friend recently told me about her obsession with wearing these uber-thick socks to bed each night. She swears by them. And that got me thinking to before my injury. I used to wear socks to bed too. The sheets just felt weird on my barefeet. But after my injury, well you know what happened…(couldn’t feel my feet, so I forgot about this).
Anyways, I am here to loudly proclaim that even if you can’t feel your feet, your feet still greatly control your body heat (if your feet are cold your body thinks you’re going into hypothermia, and will send all your blood to your chest cavity to keep your organs). And if this happens, your feet won’t warm up for a VERY long time.
I’ve worn socks to bed three times this week, and each time BARNONE, I warmed up super fast and as a result, slept like a baby. Try it, people!
And here’s some very excellent fleece socks to procure.
– Tiff
PS. I’m more than aware that wearing fleece socks to bed isn’t sexy, luckily for me though, I live alone. Ha.
House of Pain forever!
A couple of hours ago it was -35F including windchill, and we got a whiteout blizzard yesterday night, which was preluded by rain that froze on the roads creating a veritable metro-wide ice rink.
But besides this craptastic weather, I’m still leaving the house today. Costco’s calling my name!
Look at how incredibly cool my pets are around my wheelchair?
Yup, what can I say? My cats are cooler around me more than most humans. They’re totally disability desensitized! Sure, it helps that they’ve only know their Master to be yours truly, Tiffiny the Quad, their entire lives…but I’m still impressed. They never run from my tankesque powerchair in fear everytime I come around the corner. In fact, they run to me instead.
Yup, little Miss Pixie loves me.
– Tiff
Anyone who spends nearly $5k on a pair of pumps needs to be shot.
Christian Louboutin Simple Croc Pump: $4,645.
What’s with the ridiculous price, Christian? Was the croc killed to make these the famous croc from Romancing the Stone or something?
I get my sexy pumps from Target, thank you very much. Like these babies. And they’re only $29.99! They may not be real croc and they may not last 50 years, but do I really need them to? I get sick of most shoes after a few years anyways.
PS. Even if I had the money I would never waste it on shoes this expensive. I’d rather go to Paris for a week, which you could easily do for $5k.
“Love Hangover” by Diana Ross.
This is most excellent Friday music.
– Tiff