Saturday, May 11, 2013

Braceface Chronicles: Tooth freedom and Invisalign pros and cons

I must admit, this straight teeth smile looks
weird to me still!
Please don't say no. Please don't say no. Please don't say no.

"How are you today, kiddo?" Kiddo??

"Good, unless you change your mind in the next few minutes."

The dentist laughed as he wrenched off the little bits of metal--the tooth "jewelry"--that had been holding my pearlies in place for the last several months.

After some buzzing and scraping of cement, I nearly cried when the hand mirror showed me straight, white-ish I-no-longer-look-like-a-7th-grader teeth. It only took 40 Invisalign trays, 1 row of metal railroad tracks and 22 long months.

Looking back, I wouldn't have done my treatment differently (save for wearing my trays more conscientiously), but I do have some thoughts for those weighing the Invisalign v. Metal Mouth braces decision.

Invisalign Pros/Cons
The best part of Invisalign? Apparently most people didn't notice my braces. It wasn't until I got the metal mouth variety that people frequently remarked upon my mouth accoutrement. Also, eating, flossing and brushing were easy.

The before times.
The lame parts of Invisalign? Teeth hygiene and keeping track of trays. Invisalign recommends wearing trays 22 hours a day and as I realized quite early on, that is just not compatible with my eating/drinking/snacking lifestyle. Consequently, my adventure in orthodontia extended nearly double what it was supposed to.

On that note, it wasn't until trying traditional braces that I realized what a hassle mid-course corrections are with Invisalign. Making adjustments meant taking impressions and getting new trays from the company which took more than a month. Tweaks to metal mouth braces? Near instantaneous.

Traditional braces Pros/Cons
Someone, perhaps pictured in this photo and wearing a
pink polka dot princess hat, laughed at my braces every
time she saw them for the first couple days.
The best part of metal mouth life? Not thinking about it. Wearing trays took a considerable amount of effort in terms of planning meals, removing/cleaning trays, brushing constantly, remembering to put trays back in. Metal mouth braces require no such thought. You don't forget to put them in. You don't accidentally leave them in a restaurant napkin and throw them away (ahem). Also, having railroad tracks gives you some street cred with the poor souls who suffered from orthodontia during their teenage years. Mr. T, for one, did not concede that I had "real" braces until I tried the metal type.

The lame part of metal mouth life? LOOKING LIKE A FREAKING 12-YEAR-OLD. It wasn't until I got my braces off that I realized how much I avoided smiling over the last several months, so much so that casually smiling to strangers felt weird at first. More than "itchy" teeth, shredded lips, sore gums and the inability to eat fruit whole, I hated feeling self-conscious about my smile. (Consequently, I have loads of empathy for folks who do the braceface thing during tumultuous teenage years.)

Post-braces, I'm thrilled with the results and have promised to faithfully wear my retainers so as to not end up in braces again at age 60.

xoxo,
braceface no more!

The Braceface Chronicles:
Help, I have tooth nubs now
Invisalign lifestyle issues
Conveniently spaced appointments rock
The joys of public teeth brushing and discovering the Colgate "Wisp"
The teeth shaving terror that wasn't
Mid-course corrections and tooth nub removal
When impatience trumps vanity



Friday, May 10, 2013

Becoming the 1%: Photos of ASU's graduate commencement ceremony

I am a big enough person to admit I've watched American Idol for years. Not faithfully, mind you, but regularly. And you know what I've secretly dreamed about? Being on that stage, winning the contest and twirling around in the inevitable hailstorm of balloons and confetti that announces the finale champion. Having hundreds of giant maroon and gold balloons rain down after being award my Ph.D.? Pretty damn close!

On Wednesday I savored the experience of wearing a Hogwarts-style robe and funny hat, sitting with my friends and mentors at Wells Fargo Arena, and officially receiving my doctoral degree. My mentor and advisor, Dr. Sarah J. Tracy "hooded" me which means placing the doctoral "hood" (really more like a large oddly shaped sash or cape) over my head and formally welcoming me into the elite Ph.D. club. Indeed ASU President Michael Crow shared with the crowd that less than one percent of the population will earn a doctorate in philosophy. (Crazy!) Although I've celebrated a lot since finishing up last month, participating in this fairly ancient ritual made being done seem more "real" and pretty damn special.

Of course, I am thrilled to share a few snaps of the day--most by my lovely mother Ann Poffenberger.

Who had to exchange her doctoral hat the morning of graduation for the largest size possible? This gal. I've got giant craniums on both sides of the family. Therefore, this So I Think I Married an Ax Murderer clip really resonates.
The whole get up. Each degree (baccalaureate, master's, doctoral) has a different type of regalia. Academic "costumes" date back to the 12th and 13th centuries when different types of clothing were used to distinguish between various levels of students and teachers.
Mr. T being swallowed by my ginormous tam.
My first and last visit to Wells Fargo Arena.
An almost-doctor!
Me and two of my favorite ladies: Jess Alberts and Angela Trethewey.
Ph.D. candidates and their advisors. 
ASU President Michael Crow admonishing us to remember the community of people/organizations that helped get us through school, and to pay forward the blessings and achievements we've enjoyed.
The hooding! 
The fam had nosebleed seats around the arena as most of the lower-level was taken up by master's candidates.
After the hooding, we walked on stage and shook the provost's hand. 
Balloon time!
So. Damn. Cool.
We played balloon volleyball while exiting the building. I had to laugh though because I recalled my undergraduate graduation and threats about getting kicked out if there were beach balls or any sort of tomfoolery during the ceremony.
So joyful.
A little perspective. The balloons were yoga ball sized! 
We were at somewhat of an aiming disadvantage though. The hats meant decreased peripheral vision.
With some of my dear friends.
Blessedly, Arizona gifted us with gorgeous 80-degree weather for the day.
My wonderful fam! From left: Ray-Dad, Mom-5, Mr. T, me and Marm. Thank you all for making the journey!
Thank you for everything Sarah!
After graduation, I cleaned out the very last of my office stuff and of course, said farewell to Hugh.
xoxo,
shawna

Other grad school related posts:
- The dos and don'ts of dissertation writing
-You can call me doctor Blue Muse
- Nerd work
- The dirt on doctoral studies

Friday, May 3, 2013

Flashback Friday #3

Garage cleaning continues! A few more Flashback Friday gems for you...

1. One dedicated journalism student
Senior year, apparently just a few weeks before graduation from Walla Walla College, I was finishing up a journalism class on participant observation. One of my exercises? Being left handed. A friend's father who was a doctor in town agreed to cast me for the experiment. Turns out, wearing a cast on your right hand doesn't make you left handed, it makes you one handed. Although I had difficulty driving stick, taking a shower, typing, writing and applying mascara, I seriously enjoyed freaking people out by banging my cast on the wall to convince them I wasn't actually hurt. 
2. On my list of failures
I tried once in elementary school and once in college. No surprise that "learn how to play piano" is now on my "lifetime" goal list. 
3. Valley of the dolls
Is there a creepier photo on the planet? I think not.
4. I'm your R.A.
During college I worked as a resident assistant for a couple years. My secret to success? Baking and providing copious amounts of sweet things. I'm afraid I really confused  people though by having Jimmy Fallon's "Chris Rock was my RA" as my voicemail message.
5. A little dear in the headlights
Dig the 70s-80s furniture.
6. Birthday paintings are the best
Eric John makes the best birthday paintings.
7. A perfect moment
Senior year Spring break in Washington D.C. walking to or from a national monument with one of my besties.
8. News anchor Shawna
Another college job? News anchor at Blue Mountain News. My favorite co-anchor, Charlie Drury. 
9. First "real" job
What does one do with a 5-year plaque?
10. Things I've stolen
I think this pack of music is circa 1998 from girls' choir. 
xoxo,
shawna

Other trips down memory lane:
Flashback Friday #1
Flashback Friday #2

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Dos and don'ts of dissertation writing

It is finished. The dissertation, that is. After submitting a final draft on Monday, I just received official word that the book was approved and accepted. That's 285 pages of DONE!

Having had a few weeks/months to ruminate on the process, I thought I'd share some helpful tips and strong cautions for those heading into dissertation land. Mostly these things are about writing and surviving, and not planning out the research project, so I'm guessing they might be applicable to other big writing tasks as well. In no particular order, dos and don'ts of dissertation writing:

Do allow yourself to write "shitty first drafts." Anne Lamott* is right. Striving for perfection out of the gate will create anxiety and paralysis. I subscribe to Laurel Richardson's perspective that writing is a way of knowing. It's through getting the ideas on paper that they can be analyzed, finessed, clarified, improved. Now, I'm not saying messy writing is easy by any stretch. I'm definitely guilty of trying to get it "right" the first time (and then procrastinating or quitting, etc.). But there's something motivating about getting words on a page--even when the words are lazy, cliched, not-quite-right.

Don't try to go it alone. Start a writing group. Find accountabili-buddies (aka people to check in with/yell at you). I joined up with a good friend at another school for what we called "Adventures in Dissertating." We created a shared Dropbox folder (a good idea for sharing drafts with your advisor, too!), wrote weekly goals, traded drafts and chatted most Fridays with updates. Consider non-academic groups, too. I joined "NaNoWriMo" as a "rebel nerd." While others penned original fiction for National Novel Writing Month, I pounded out three findings chapters. Although I didn't meet my word count goal, I made incredible progress for what is usually one of the busiest/least productive months of the year.

Do talk frankly with your advisor about revision schedules. Recognize early on that your ability to get the dissertation done is directly related to your advisor's availability to review the work. Ask up front how much time (often measured in weeks) your advisor will want between drafts as well how what type of chunks (section, chapter, full drafts) are preferable. Keep in mind that while you may be working holidays, weekends, and all hours, your advisor probably will not. This is not to say that your advisor won't be putting in a ton of hours on your behalf, but she/he likely has other advisees, publication deadlines, classes, a life, etc.

Do write everyday. A no-duh piece of advice if ever there was, but seriously. Write. Every. Day. Even if it's just 10 minutes or 10 words. I found that so much of the dissertation process involved guilt at not working enough. Committing to writing something, even just a little bit, helped alleviate that burden.

Don't expect everyday to be super productive in the writing department. I learned this year that I get next to nothing done on Tuesdays. Perhaps it's because I use Monday as penance for things I didn't get done on Sunday, and therefore I've used up my discipline by Tuesday. Whatever it is, know that productivity will ebb and flow. A friend of mine shared a great way to keep moving though. Instead of just ordering to-do list tasks by importance, consider assigning them an effort factor- low, medium, high. That way when high-effort writing seems impossible, you can tackle low-effort tasks (wrangling references, etc.).

Do pad your timeline! Plan for inevitable work slowdowns, tough revisions, life events, etc., and add days and weeks into your timeline. Me? I "lost" almost two weeks after the Sandy Hook tragedy last December. I could not bring myself to write thinking about those poor souls. I had similar work stoppages for personal tragedies, holidays, off days. And then there's the inevitable ill-timed cold or flu. Mine descended during the last week of dissertation writing but I kept calling it "allergies" until after I was finished. All that said, pad your timeline!

Don't expect to write the book in order. One of my committee members told me that a dissertation is like sausage. You really don't want to know how it's made. SO TRUE. Post-prospectus (intro/rationale/methods), I wrote findings chapters 4-5-6, outlined the discussion (chapter 7), then revised the findings, then re-wrote the literature review (chapter 2), then outlined the conclusion/implications (chapter 8), then revised chapter 7, then updated chapter 2, then updated the findings, then wrote the introduction, then cut chapter 7, then revised chapter 8 (three times!), then updated the methods... See what I mean? Sausage.

Do ask for help. A few weeks before my dissertation due date, I asked Mr. T to help with evening meals and sanity snacks. Although one of my great stress relievers is cooking, I couldn't waste precious minutes in the kitchen. If you can, ask for help from friends, family, roommates, partners, spouses--anyone--to take care of some of the mundane life details you might be forgetting (like food, laundry, etc.). Also, ask folks for help in understanding that you will not be as available during the final months. Luckily my family was really gracious and did not guilt trip me at all for missing family events or cutting out early. (THANK YOU, fam!)

Don't leave your references until last (like I did). Someone may or may not have spent 8 hours fixing references on the day of the final final dissertation submission deadline. Ahem. It takes a LOT longer than you think. Or you could be really smart(er than me) and use a reference wrangling software like Endnote or RefWorks.

Do expect it to be an emotional process. It is with no small measure of pride that I tell you I only had one dissertation-related cry (in public no less!). But I also had dissertation malaise, frustration, excitement, hope, guilt, anger, anxiety, etc. I was surprised at the gamut of emotions throughout the process, but especially near the end. Especially when I needed to cut a chapter and reorganize ideas. Especially when my advisor said big chunks weren't working. Even now that I'm done, I'm wrestling with all of these dissertation-related feelers. Be warned.

Don't think that all genius happens at the computer. If you're stuck or just needing some creative oomph, take a break. Go outside. Look at something beautiful. There's scientific evidence that insight comes from relaxation and repetition (think about all the good ideas that materialize in the shower or while walking the dog). Use that to your advantage with the dissertation. That way, you can call zoning out "work" time instead of procrastination. (Just make sure to follow up with some writing, ahem.) Likewise, consider other ways of expressing ideas. Some of my biggest "ah ha" moments came from drawing out what I was trying (and failing) to articulate with words.

Do create multiple work stations. Avoid cabin fever/creative stagnation by finding several places that work for writing. In addition to my desktop computer, I created a stand-up work station, used a lap-desk for sitting in comfy chairs, frequented the "coffice" (coffee shop office), and spent hundreds of hours typing in airplane seats (amazing the level of productivity that comes with no internet/kitchen/people distractions).

Don't stop exercising. If you're going to be like me and stress eat Cadbury Creme Eggs and Little Debbie's powdered donuts (it was a particularly bad week, okay??), don't ax exercise from your schedule. It's tempting to say "I don't have time" but the health and stress relieving benefits of exercise are too great to ignore. Try cutting down workout times or swapping exercises. Me, I missed Zumba for an entire month, but I tried to take walks around my neighborhood everyday. Bonus, walking allowed me to read chapters at the same time.

The internets in a nutshell.
Do limit internet distractions. No shame, I gave Mr. T my passwords to Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest, and he locked me out for a month so I could finish my dissertation. Unfortunately, I still had the rest of the internets to distract me, but at least my main problem sites were blocked!

Don't waste your cognitive resources. A way to stay productive and sane? Keep your cognitive energies focused on major tasks and limit excess decision making. Experts warn about "decision fatigue" and I reduced mine but "outsourcing" extraneous decisions like what to have for dinner, tabling non-critical decisions, and doing important dissertation things early in the day. Another trick? Creating your day's schedule the night before so you can hit the ground running without having to waste time/energy deciding what to work on first.

Do use your discipline wisely. Some scholars describe discipline like a bank account that can be emptied and refilled. As you'll need to be focusing your energies on dissertating, consider letting other areas slide for awhile. For me, that was (sadly) zumba, housekeeping (ha), and healthy eating (the last one is not exactly my fault, Mr. T kept me plied with comfort food favorites like fried chicken, Thai takeout and pizza. It will be amazing if my pants ever fit again.)

Do expect to change your work schedule. The closer I got to D-day, the earlier I woke up. At one point, I found myself at the computer before 5:30 a.m. and believe you me, that is not a normal starting point around these parts. (Do rest assured that post-dissertation madness, I'm back to more sane hours. More like banker's hours. If bankers were on vacation. ha!)

Don't write your acknowledgements last. Something I'm super grateful about? That I wrote my acknowledgments in November for the dissertation I finished in March. Truth be told, I wrote them during NaNoWriMo to pad my word count, but the fact is, I got them drafted before the super intense rush of the final month when I could barely remember my own name. Take my advice and draft them when you're actually feeling grateful and not exhausted/burned out.

Do use covered drink cups. All I can say- At least it was water that I knocked over on my desk and not coffee (again). Towards the end, I found myself exceedingly clumsy so do take care.

Don't seek perfection. A good dissertation is a done dissertation.

Anything I missed?

xoxo,
shawna

* If you're a writer--any kind of writer--read Anne Lamott's book "Shitty First Drafts." Really helpful, funny and inspiring writing advice.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Spicy Thai noodles with shrimp and asparagus

Search "Spicy Thai noodles" on Pinterest and you'll see a thousand copies of the same basic recipe: A boat load of fat, sugar and sodium--excuse me, I mean oil, honey, and soy sauce--tossed with linguine and Pad Thai accoutrement. Now don't get me wrong, the recipe looks delish but far beyond my renewed-every-Monday health commitments.

My version, cobbled from comments and reviews, includes some health modifications along with protein and veggies. And might I say, it is fantastic! (Indeed, Mr. T raved without being prompted.)

Although I served the dish hot for dinner, this recipe would work great as a cold pasta salad. Leave out the shrimp to make it vegetarian or sub out the asparagus for your favorite veggies. I will definitely be making this again soon!

N.S.F.D. Ranking: **
Time: 30 minutes-ish
Serves: 4

Ingredients:
14 oz linguine, angel hair or cappelini pasta
1/3 cup sesame oil
1-2 Tb crushed red peppers
4 Tb honey
3 Tb low sodium soy sauce
3 Tb low sodium ponzu* sauce (just use all soy if you don't have this)
1/2 cup unseasoned** rice vinegar
1 Tb peanut butter
1 bunch asparagus, trimmed and chopped into 2-inch pieces
3-4 garlic cloves, minced
Raw shrimp, peeled and deveined (6-8 shrimp per person, depending on size)
1 lime
Salt, cayenne, black pepper
3 shredded carrots
1/2 cup chopped cilantro
1 bunch green onions, chopped
1/3 cup peanuts, chopped

Directions
1. Prepare pasta al dente, draining when the pasta still has a good bite to it (If you're making a cold salad, rinse with cold water.)
2. In a small sauce pan, warm up the oil and red pepper flakes over low-medium heat for a few minutes. Be careful not to let the pepper flakes burn (like I did the first time)
3. Strain and toss the red pepper flakes, reserving the oil
4. In the same sauce pan, add the honey, soy sauce, ponzu, vinegar and peanut butter. Whisk until combined.
5. In a large frying pan over medium-high heat, saute the asparagus in a bit of oil until warm and not quite done. Toss in the garlic and turn over a few times WITHOUT browning the garlic. Remove asparagus to another bowl.
6. Squeeze half a lime over the shrimp. Dust with salt, cayenne or black pepper. In the same frying pan over medium-high heat, saute the shrimp for 30 seconds per side. Remove to a plate.
7. Add the noodles and sauce to the frying pan, toss and simmer for a minute.
8. Add the asparagus. Toss and heat until warm.
9. Add the shrimp. Remove from heat.
10. Top with carrots, cilantro and peanuts.

Notes:
  • Given how fast shrimp cooks, you could likely toss it in after the asparagus is done and skip a couple steps.
  • Two tablespoons red pepper flakes means this dish is SPICY. One tablespoon would probably be good for most palates and maybe less for kidlets.
  •  Do not, not, not overcook the noodles! If serving hot, consider draining noodles when they're more under-cooked than al dente as they'll continue cooking when you mix them with the sauce.
xoxo,
shawna

* Ponzu is a citrusy sauce common in Japanese cuisine. If you don't have it, just use more soy sauce.
** Unseasoned rice vinegar has no sodium or sugar 

Friday, April 19, 2013

Flashback Friday #2

With all of this week's sad things (see here, here, and here for just a few examples), I've been trying to limit my exposure to traumatic images since I have a tendency to ruminate. Instead, I've been contemplating life, praying a bit, and spending time with folks I love. This morning, I also took some time to hop down memory lane and I found some more Flashback funnies to share...

1. The all-black years
Ah, a collage of junior high photos made by a dear friend (Heather??) for our 8th grade graduation. I've blocked out  most of those awkward years but I do recall wearing a lot of black and working on my silent treatment techniques. Not exactly glory days.
2. College jobs
Something about college I don't miss? All of the odd jobs! Resident assistant, newspaper writer, locksmith's apprentice, fly fishing shop bookkeeper, typist, news anchor... And I'm sure I've forgotten something.
3. Grandpa had the coolest cars
Show of hands. How many people have hot-rodding grandparents? 
4. Surgery monkey
After having hip surgery the summer before senior year, I received this cute fellow from a dear friend in the hospital.
5. Adventists don't dance
Adventists have banquets! I double dated with Andrea for this jungle-themed thing. Dig my giant high waisted shorts!
6. "Kindergarten" art projects
During my senior year of college, I coped with stress by painting water colors. I hung some of the work in my first office after graduation but took the pictures down after a number of people asked if my "kids" painted them for me. (Sad face.)
7. Miracle finds
The best thing about being a pack rat? Finding a 5-year old  Starbucks card in an old planner. Woot!
8. Fashion forward sisters
These, my friends, were the 80s. Only a strong woman can rock printed shorts, a fanny pack and bangs.
9. Good advice from uncle Eric John
My only consistent pen pal is my uncle Eric John
10. Someone's excited
SUPER excited to receive my diploma from Dr. Ginger Ketting-Weller at Walla Walla College. 
xoxo,
shawna

Other trips down memory lane:
Flashback Friday #1