... save you from your old ways

[When You Were Young, The Killers]

I wrote a really fantastic blog entry yesterday, about what I'm learning and how I'm growing and about all of the work still to be done in me.  Then Safari crashed and apparently "autosave" isn't enabled yet for Blogger In Draft (this is sort of like a beta testing version to try out all the new Blogger features before they're released writ large to Blogger), which I normally love, but being as I didn't realize that B.I.D. doesn't autosave I didn't save my entry at any point and I lost EVERYTHING.  Seriously- I had written for about a 1/2 hour and was hitting "undo" to fix something in the LAST SENTENCE and Safari crashed and everything was gone, baby, gone.

I was far too annoyed to write it all again and I won't now.  If the inspiration hits, perhaps.  For now I'll move on.

So, on that note, this weekend we watched Gone Baby Gone.  GOOD MOVIE.  Not for the faint of heart, though.  Like, if you hated Saving Private Ryan because there were lots of carpet bombs and F-bombs then you will not like this movie.  If these things don't bother you then you'll probably like it.  I liked it because I see it as a representation of culture- the movie isn't sititng there trying to glorify gritty violence and harsh verbage with people from the lower-income end of the greater Boston area.  Rather, it deals realistically with the way a situation like this would play out in that neighborhood, with people possessing those values. 

What we really appreciated was the way it really causes you to step back and evaluate why people do what they do, and how various factors tie into decision making.  And, ultimately, how does obedience to God's word dictate grey areas?  How do you determine right vs. wrong in extremely difficult circumstances where to do the right thing seems all wrong, causing only harm to an innocent victim, and to do the wrong thing ultimately seems the best decision to protect someone else.  I won't spoil the movie but if this kind of stuff interests you and you can handle hearing the F-bomb dropped about 100 times in two hours then you really should check out this movie.

In other news, I have a wisdom tooth coming in.  It's on the lower left side and it's ruining my life.  The entire left side of my head is just a mess. My lymph nodes and neck are swollen, my ear canal aches constantly, the entire back portion of my jaw and gums throb incessantly, I have cranial pressure (and thus a persistent headache), and overall I am irritable and grouchy from it.  Plus, I'm exhausteed.  The tooth is impacted and came in about 1/4 of the way when I was about 20.  Since then, every once in a while when my immune system dips (usually right before I start my period) it will get sore for maybe a day and then go away.  Never has it hurt this bad, and it's been this way since Saturday afternoon.  Sunday morning it started out tender and grew progressively worse until I finally took 1,200 mg of ibuprofen and eventually napped for an hour and a half.  We ended up having to miss Baconfest (a gathering of friends where everyone brings fanfreakingtastic bacon inspired dishes) and most of yesterday was spent curled up on the couch.

I'm pretty sure this means I'll have to get my wisdom teeth out.  I"m not happy about this because it's expensive and we don't have that great of dental coverage.  Jason is insisting on ASAP, whereas I'm willing to wait it out.  Plus, the only possible way to try and make this work is to see if I can get them out on like a Thursday afternoon and hope that by Tuesday I'm feeling better.  This is all just obnoxious.  That said, this pain is bordering dehabilitating so I have to do what I have to do.  Argh.

This, though, is why I didn't update the Foode Log- I can tell you I was within range all weekend though, so that's good.  But even now I think I need to go rest on the couch because when the Brodster wakes up I'll need to have energy and charisma and at least fake being happy and painfree for his sake.  For now I'm going to eat something and take some ibuprofen. 

I would appreciate prayers, as my back has been bothering me for almost two weeks now, too.  Oy vey.