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Christina

Christina

My Comments (200 so far…)

She Lied About Her Age

I don’t lie about my age, I just don’t tell! As Karen Hittinger wrote: “You’re only as old as you feel”… so true. Some days you feel like a teenager and some days you feel like you’re 95 and have one foot in the grave - that mostly happens on Monday mornings when the alarm sets off at 2.30 am! Only thing I do not do anymore, is having candles on the birthday cake - the fire alarm would go off! Why are we really so obsessed with age? Do we really have to know the age of every person you meet, talk to, watch on Tv/the movies or read about?? What about the newspapers? Are your papers the same as here (Sweden) - when writing about somebody, it’s always “Mr So-So, aged XX” or “Mrs XX, aged XX”… Why is that? It’s so silly.

OUCH! Killer diets, strange-food fads, risky plastic surgery: Have you ever put your health at risk for the sake of beauty?

No not really, not for beauty that is. Diets? I could use a really good, quick one. I’m impatient by nature. However I have put my health at risk, not only once but twice. First time about 11 years ago. For some reason I lost 49 pounds (during about 9 months) without doing anything - I was thrilled! But, there’s a downside to everything. I got these “lovely” symptoms… Hungry 1-2 hours after I’d eaten, heart racing, shaky hands, frequently upset stomach, bad hair days way too often, unusually warm body, eye problems, aches in the joints (which still hasn’t gone away. Ouch.) Everyone kept telling me to go see a doctor. It wasn’t until I got tonsillitis that I finally got to it. I told my symptoms, a blood test was taken and 2 weeks later I had an appointment with the endocrinology clinic at the hospital. Turned at that my thyroid gland was acting up at a dangerous pace. The doctor found it best to give me something to shut down the gland completely, so now I’m on medication for life and I hate it. Why? The weight came back. Other people may lose weight with the same medication, but not me, oh no. Life’s a bitch. That…. (I almost cursed)… thyroid gland controls a whole lot in your body, it’s not until it starts acting up that you realize just how much it does control. It’s dangerous messing with it; if it hadn’t been for the tonsillitis I just might not be around now. (which means I’d missed out on my two favourite TV shows. Sorry, had to say it!) Ladies, don’t do as I did. If you get any of these symptoms…. Go see a doctor, a blood test is all that it takes. Second stupid thing I did, was only 18 months ago. I was rushing to an appoitment when it suddenly (and very unexpectedly) felt as if someone had put a strong rubber band around me and pulled back to prevent me from going forward. At the same time it also felt as the body temperature dropped in my chest and both my arms, plus it felt like I’d run a marathon. It felt very weird, I can tell you that. I kept my appointment and went on with my life. That having run a marathon-feeling stayed on though, and I can still feel it on some days. Three months later I had an appointment with my endocinologist - he practially scolded me when I told about my new symptoms. A week later I was at the cardiology clinic. For two months it was one test after the other - at the end I felt like a pincushion. Luckily for them, they didn’t keep me at the hospital the tests - someone would probably had gotten hurt or I’d just left. Either one is possible. Endresult is, somewhat clogged arteries…. and I’m too young for that. Ha, only time one’s too young for something. Plastic surgery? No way, I’d never go down that path. Well, I’d might if I’d been in an accident but that’s the only reason. I mean, just look at Hollywood… The newer people almost all look the same, it’s ridiculous. Have the doctors only learnt one “style”? Sometime it feels like the town should really be re-named Fakewood or Plasticwood. It’s not just Hollywood, the music industry is gaining. You can barely recognize some singers anymore. Luckily, they can’t change the voices by plastic surgery yet. Or can they? Still, it’s sad to see.

Have you noticed rising prices? What is costing you more this month?

Only thing going down are…. elevators. It’s ridiculus how expensive everything is. Food? Who needs it? It’s as if every store has an entrance fee of at least $16. Try getting a loaf of bread some milk and some cheese and you end up paying more. Clothes? Hum… I’m somewhat “thankful” I have a job that requires uniforms (hate my job by the way). Although - it’s nice getting somwthing new for those, as it seems, rare occasions you’re off duty and going somewhere. It doesn’t happen very often, I can tell you that. Shoes?? Hmm, one pair of Reeboks every second or third year… (Those are the most comfortable things I can find - absolutely hate heels, can’t wear them either.) It’s with sadness I “retire” to old pair and get me a new one. Gas? Don’t get me started! One liter (not even a gallon) now costs around $2. That’s the only time I’m “glad” I don’t own a car - when I come past a gas station. As for rent, well, rent swallos half the salary for many people. I’ve not come to that YET, but I guess it’s only a matter of time. Gee, why won’t “they” pull my lottery-numbers…? ;-)

The Candidate I Dream of: The 1999 Bentley Azure No. 2

A nice-looking vehicle… Too nice to be compared with any politician!

Funny. Wise. Deep.

Even I feel hopeful… Congrats! Any chance you can find someone for me, ont his side of the Atlantic? Malmoe, Sweden to be exact? All the best.