Category Archives: Miscelania

A catch up post of sorts.

My new computer doesn’t come until next Tuesday. I’m checking the website every day to see if there are changes, as this old computer of Poe’s is killing me. I’m a great typist, but there is something about this keyboard. I’ve got typos EVERYWHERE, and randomly keep turning on the Caps Lock key. And it’s very slow, and my efficiency has taken a huge hit. It’s all my own fault for spilling the stupid soda. I can’t really afford the computer, but I certainly can’t afford not to work. Sigh.

My mother is out of the hospital and is at home. As usual, they cannot find the source of the bleeding, and then she spontaneously stopped, so they kicked her out. I can’t tell you how many times we’ve been through this in the last 6 years.

I’m saddened by our lack of funding for Christmas this year. We’re going to have a discussion about Santa not being real, and I hate that the reason for that is our finances, and not my children maturing past the concept. I think I can squeeze out about $200. That should cover the new PJ’s (a tradition), bathrobes (a request), and DS points (another request). But that’s it, and that amount may be reduced if I can’t find deals on our Christmas breakfast/dinner items. I already have one gift for Poe, $25 on ebay a couple of months ago, which he’ll love. And I am making the other things, like teachers gifts, and I got those supplies on sale a few months ago.

I don’t know. Money sucks. While I’ve never been into spending a ton of money on extravagant things, I would love to have some leeway. It’s just not there. But. The good news is, we’re even. Poe’s checks take care of the regular bills, and then my checks take care of the groceries. So we have exactly enough to get by. But really, that’s not enough, because we don’t have extra to put by for emergencies. But we’re not behind on any bills, and I’m not getting calls from collectors, so we’re better than we have been in the past.

Oh where to start, where to start…

Let’s just update you on all.

Joseph – started his first day of Middle School today.

Could we just have a moment of silence for me?

**shhhh**

OK. Enough said. Early in the summer we stopped Joseph’s meds. That turned out to be a disaster that I’d rather just forget. Suffice it to say… he’s back on his meds, and we’re not going to do that again anytime soon. Period. But he’s back on his meds – he’s started school, and he’s back to doing well.

Logan is still on summer break until 8/29. But he’s as ornery and funny as ever.

Poe is doing great, but has a current hatred for what he’s doing. There are some other possibilities on the table that are keeping us in a state of limbo, which I hate, but has the potential to be great. More on that later – if it pans out.

And me. I’ve been working my little tushie off. Which has left me no time for keeping up with friends, bloggers, social media or anything else. I’m still working on getting that to work. And now with Joseph starting school, and later Logan, it’s throwing me for a loop. Money = good, no time = not so good. I’m also working on my own spiritual path, what that looks like from a mental/spirit perspective, and logistics perspective.

So. Crazyness.

Been at this since ’95, and it’s the first time I’ve attempted one of these. Some are serious – some are not (but true). Edited to add: Also – my template changed all the numbers to alphabet instead. I have NO IDEA how to fix that. So when I say “See number 20?” I mean “Letter T.” Apparently.

1. I don’t like hummingbirds.  They’re vampires from hell that want to suck the juice from my eyeballs.
2. Bees scare me way too much for me not to be allergic.
3. They always have but I got stung by a bee in the crotch. That takes talent.
4. My husband can solve a Rubik’s cube in under 3 minutes.  Not my thing, but so random I have to mention it here.
5. I have incredibly curly hair.
6. I sometimes have pink hair.
7. My eyebrow is pierced.
8. I have two tattoos with plans to add more that connect those two into one picture.
9. Yes, they all mean something.
10. Yes, I’d do it again.
11. I waited a year for each to be sure.
12. I am politically conservative.
13. I am a Christian.
14. I am not your “typical” Christian. I have some extremely eclectic view which I do not share here.
15. I do not know who my biological father is.  I will never know, my biological mother is dead and purposely kept the info from me.
16. My favorite color is green.
17. I love pasta.
18. I hate yogurt.
19. I have 2 ulcers.  I tested negatively for the h-pylori bacteria – yes I do actually worry that much.
20. Did I mention I’m in therapy? I am.
21. I have a hernia waiting to break through.  Can’t do anything until it does, though.
22. I have consistent migraines.  Have since I hit puberty.
23. My husband had a brain injury.  Since his recovery, he’s prone to migraines.
24. We don’t go to concerts where there will be strobe lights or else neither of us would be able to drive home. We’re a pair.
25. I have two uteri & two cervices.  It’s called Uterine Didelphys.  I’m lucky to be a mother.
26. My husband and I both think I get PMDD, rather than PMS.  He’s learned to deal, but you?  You might want to stay away.
27. See number 20.
28. One ear is double pierced.  The other is triple pierced.
29. I used to be addicted to meth (as of this writing, it’s been over 13 years.) (Yes, I still count.)
30. I don’t drink much – don’t like the taste.
31. I have a cat who spends the day on my lap while I write.  It’s a hard life.
32. The same cat sleeps with me each night.  Her head shares my pillow.
33. I have a half sister I have not seen since she was 6 months old.  I searched and found her.  We are in contact, but neither of us can afford the trip to visit.
34. I have a half brother we have not been able to find.
35. I have another half sister that I think I found who was relinquished at birth.  But until I’m sure, I won’t disrupt her life.
36. I am one female in a house with three other males. And yet, I clean the toilets. Something’s not right.
37. I am a great cook – but I don’t do fancy.  You seriously want to eat my pot roast.
38. I am the only person in the house who will willingly eat something with foreign things in it – like vitamins and minerals.
39. I am annoyed very easily.
40. I can’t stand people. Persons I like. People can suck it.
41. I think artichokes are an awful lot of work for very little return.
42. Coffee and I are BFFs.
43. I smoke. I’m not proud that I smoke. I don’t need the lecture.
44. I have green/gray/blue eyes. Depends on my mood and what I’m wearing.
45. I like them best when they’re green.
46. I wear glasses.
47. I will never wear contacts because the idea of putting something in my eye completely squicks me out.
48. Which is why I will never have Lasik surgery – I’d probably pass out from the anxiety.
49. I’m scared of heights. It’s just about a full-blown phobia. I will not go on “straight down” rides, like Freefall at Magic Mountain.
50. I break out in a sweat and use both hands on the rail if I go up or down those stairs you can see through.
51. I had to walk across a freeway overpass. My husband had to hold onto me, until I broke out into a run ’cause I was almost to the other side. All while telling the kids, “I’m fine, no problem.” And then promptly burst into tears.
52. See number 20.
53. I play those annoying Facebook games. If you don’t like it, you know you can block those applications right? If you write me and tell me to stop putting it on your feed… I’m not. It’s because you’re seeing MY feed, and there’s nothing I can do about it. I will also give you detailed directions in how to block the application so you don’t have to see them ever again.
54. I can be a bit prickly.
55. I am also kind.
56. I’m not very sympathetic.
57. If someone dies, I’m probably not going to hold your hand. (I know, I suck.) But chances are, I’ll make sure your house is clean, you’re eating enough, and your bills are paid properly until you’re back on your feet.
58. I might be a bit too practical.
59. And emotions are hard for me.
60. It has to do with how I was raised, some abuse, rape, and abandonment issues. Oh – and see number 20.
61. My husband has the capability to completely undo me emotionally in all the good ways. And he’s the only one who can.
62. My mother has the capability, however, to completely undo me emotionally in all the bad ways. Again – she’s the only one who can.
63. I am a strict disciplinarian. My kids both have special needs, and need that structure with monumental boundaries. So if you tell me my son would be fine if he just had more discipline at home – I may scratch your eyes out.
64. I’m a bit of a mama bear.
65. I love ghost hunting shows.
66. Yes, I believe in ghosts.
67. And I don’t believe any religion has the full knowledge of what will happen in the afterlife.
68. Love potatoes, doesn’t matter if they’re mashed, baked, fried, or stuffed.
69. I cannot hear the volume of my own voice due to inner ear damage. My biological mother dropped me on my head 3 times resulting in 3 concussions, hence the damage. My husband has to give me visual clues that I’m getting too loud when I’m excited.
70. I also have trouble separating conversations in loud places (like restaurants, or cars when the radio is on).
71. Have I mentioned my dysfunctional family?
72. Also, see number 20.
73. I said yes to a guy to marry him after 3 days.
74. We were married 3 months later (no I was not pregnant).
75. We just had our 13th anniversary.
76. I know how to use knives. My favorite is a triple edged dagger.
77. I have a weakness for pajamas, the softer the better. My favorite part of the day.
78. I have a weakness for new blank journals.
79. Oh, and fountain pens!
80. I wear a toe ring.
81. I can type as fast as most people talk. (Not as fast as I talk. But as fast as normal people talk.)
82. I love candles. There is usually one burning all day long.
83. I’d rather be cold than hot.
84. I’m not sure if I believe aliens exist or not. But I do not believe it’s impossible.
85. After all that strangeness, my favorite ice cream flavor is vanilla.
86. I hate cake frosting, unless it’s cool whip. My grandma used to make me angel food cakes without the frosting for my birthday because of this.
87. For birthdays I usually make some extra unfrosted cupcakes on the side because of this. Mom likes ‘em that way too.
88. I used to make jewelry. I don’t have the money for the findings, so I can’t right now.
89. I LOVE to read, and do so voraciously.
90. I have a standard pot-luck meal: Pasta Roni (chicken, butter, or Parmesan flavor). While pasta is cooking, add frozen corn. Grill chicken breast and cut into bite size chunks. Add to final pasta. Top with shredded cheddar. Good hot or cold. Might sound kind of weird, but it’s the only thing I’ve ever taken that every bit of it gets eaten by strangers.
91. When I make pasta – I make enough to feed an army. It’s seriously sad how out of whack my dried pasta to cooked pasta ratio is skewed.
92. I’ve learned to love next day/leftover pasta.
93. I have a strong emotional memory. In other words – if something happens that makes me feel something (good or bad) I’ll remember. Such as that conversation from 1992. I seriously caught my husband  in a 5 year old white lie. He was amazed. And doesn’t lie anymore.
94. I, however, cannot remember anything I ate last week.
95. I own my own business. I’m damn good at what I do.
96. I am a dog person, yet I have two cats. They are distinct individuals, and we cater to their habits. We? Are also suckers.
97. I am a terrible, terrible photographer. (I am totally jealous of those who’s candid snapshots look like they belong in a gallery installation.)
98. I am an Aries. I don’t know what that means, exactly, but I’m told that’s spot on.
99. My first computer was an Apple IIc+. My current computer is a pink dell named Betsy. I also have a pink cover on my iPhone. She’s Lucy. My kindle? Lola.
100. I just heard you roll your eyes.

It’s official.  I had my first tap dancing class last night.

It’s only a 5 week course.  I’d love to continue after that, but I have no idea if I’ll be able to afford it, we’ll see.

The teacher is the owner of the studio.  She’s also a choreographer, film/TV dancer, and teaches all of it – ballet, tap, jazz, modern.  Having been in the entertainment industry as both talent and then later on in the administrative side of things, I just had my fingers crossed.  She wasn’t a bitch!  Yay!  She was strict about certain things, but explained why.  The rest of the time she was very loose, and getting us to have fun while pushing us at the same time.

It is so familiar to me.  You know what they say about  bicycles and horses… But the view in the mirror is a whole lot different.

I’m glad I’m doing this, sore calves and toes and all.