15 minutes of fame

Ok, well more like 2 minutes on the local news. Ha ha.

http://www.abc4.com/mediacenter/local.aspx?articleID=91453


And the local newspaper...
http://www.heraldextra.com/content/view/302223/17/

And the UVU website...
http://www.uvu.edu/csh/dental/about/news.html

Also, let me clarify...
Our "extensive research" involved reading and summarizing a few articles. There's no way I can take credit for true research. I feel slightly silly, ok, a LOT silly that we got so much attention from this!

Poll: Milk, or no milk?

I have a dilemma of sorts that needs solving. This is very important. Please participate.

Just this morning, I was doin' my thing, eating my usual bowl of oatmeal when my roommate Erin asks,
"Do you put milk on your oatmeal after it's cooked?"
"um...yes?...I think that's normal" I replied, somewhat taken aback that this was even a question.
"So you cook it, and then put milk over it? I don't think that's normal."
"Yeah, it's just like any other cereal. You don't use milk?"
I receive a wide-eyed glance and then, "No, you've seen me eat it at school... I just cook it, and then eat it."
"Hmm, well I'm pretty sure milk is normal." I continued to defend my oatmeal habits, but to no avail.
"I don't know, but I don't think that's normal. I think it's abnormal."

As you can see, we have a true dilemma here. Please help us out....

Eating your oatmeal with milk, after it's cooked is:
NORMAL or ABNORMAL

Please comment with your vote.

Banished

From this day forth, Colette Lara Hinchcliff is hereby banished from all activities considered to be entertaining, enjoyable, or social in nature. This banishment is not to be lifted until the evening of the 24th of March in the year of our Lord, 2009. Until this date, said detainee will be consigned to a hermit life of study and practice of all matters dental hygiene. On this blessed day of March 24th, detainee is to complete both segments of the written Dental Hygiene National Board Exam. Upon completion of this exam, the prisoner will be released and will be *free to live as she so pleases.

*The term "free" is used loosely in this decree as the detainee will still be under binding contract to study and practice for the written and clinical Anesthesia exam to be given on the 17th and 18th day of April, 2009. However, complete freedom will not be granted until the 2nd day of May, 2009, after the completion of the clinical dental hygiene exam.

All readers of this decree are hereby employed to be enforcers of this banishment, for the good of the prisoner and all other personages coming into close proximity.

Dire consequences are to follow for the non-compliance of this decree. Punishment will be inflicted in the form of extreme guilt, excessive worry, sorrow, grief, and uncontrollable weeping the day before and several days following the examination date. In the extreme case of complete negligence to this decree, severe punishment may include failure of examination, and therefore failure at life.

Thank you Nyquil

It is 3:35 PM. I am just getting up for the day. I went to bed some, uh 16 hours ago? Yeah, that's right.
Thank you. Thank you for sleeping away my life, cherry flavored Nyquil.

Hey, Keep It Down Up There!

Wow, my brain has been on information overload lately. Last night I couldn't sleep cause my mind was going a million miles an hour.

"Did I call my patient for tomorrow? Is she going to show up this time? Probably not..."
"Who can I call if she doesn't show up?"
"Did I finish my Health Communication Page? And my disability aid? Will I have time in the morning to study for that test?"
"Do I need to find a new anesthesia patient?"
"How am I going to get a hold of my board patient?"
"Is that lady going to email me back tomorrow?"
"When will I get my tax return. I hope soon"
"Maybe I should get a job..."
"But what kind of place would hire me just one day a week?"
"I could donate plasma... ouch"
"Why is my landlord so frustrating?"
"Maybe I should look for a new place to live."
"But then I'd have to find someone to buy my contract. Maybe I'll put an add on craigslist..."
"Oh, I need to remember to call and change that reservation"
"When am I going to have time to prepare a lesson this week?"


Ssshhhhhh!!!!! Be quiet little brain! Just go to sleep!!!

How Smart Are You?

My brother just sent me an email with this link. Supposedly it's a Japanese IQ test they give to people applying for jobs. Read the rules and then give it a try.

Japanese River IQ Game



Rules:
1) Everyone must cross the river
2) Only 2 people on the raft at a time
3) The father cannot stay with either of the daughters without the mother's presence
4) The mother cannot stay with either of the sons without the father's presence
5) The thief (striped shirt) cannot stay with any family member if the policeman is not there
6) Only the father, mother, and policeman know how to operate the raft


HERE is the link. Click on the blue circle to get started! Click on the people to get them on the raft. Then click on the red pole on the opposite side of the river to move the raft.

It took me about 30 minutes to figure it out. 30 minutes full of mumbling, "this is HARD." "No, this.... is IMPOSSIBLE!" It's definitely a fun kind of frustrating. But my friends, it is not impossible. I was feeling pretty proud of myself for even getting it done. That is until I gave it to my mom and she did it in 3 minutes. Apparently I would never get hired in Japan. All you smarties will probably get it right off. Give it a try!

Cookie Monster

I like to consider myself as a pretty healthy eater. When I've got it around, I eat handfuls of spinach every day, just because I like it. I can single handedly finish off one of those huge spinach bins from Costco in about a week. I add flaxseed to my Zoom (yummy whole wheat cereal), I don't like red meat, and I'd eat handfuls of fruit everyday if it wasn't so darn expensive.
However, when it comes to certain baked goods... I'm a goner. There are no limits. I can easily take down five chocolate chip cookies in a single sitting with little shame. Brownies or Rice Krispie Treats are worse, especially when they are still in the pan. When I can't count how many I've had, I take 'just a little more.' And then, "uh-oh, that corner is sticking out... I'd better take that off just to make it even." Before I know it, half the pan is gone, with no one around to blame but myself. But then again, who's blaming anyone? I'm really doing you a favor, right? I mean, somebody's gotta eat those...