Friday, October 29, 2010
We're going to go to the YMCA tomorrow before I leave for the weekend. I'm heading to Georgia to see my folks. Well, half of my folks. Well, no, I guess it's now a quarter of my folks, since I technically have in-laws now. So much family. Anyway, I'm spending Friday night, and all day Saturday with Dad and Chrisi at Bear Paw Cabin, then coming back Sunday for my shift here at 3pm.
I'm pretty sure I've got everything sorted out for Thanksgiving and Christmas, so that's a relief. It's nice to just be able to relax after the decision has been made. Follow-through is easy, it's just making the decision itself that is so hard to deal with and stress-inducing. Anyway, I'm really excited to take a huge chunk of time off and spend that time with family. It'll be so nice. Now I just have to worry about present-shopping. Here's to my sanity.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
We're going to go back again tomorrow, and swim in the indoor heated pool and lounge in the hottub and and maybe walk the track again. I have my at-home shift tomorrow at 3:30pm, but if we leave the Y at 2:30pm, we should have plenty of time to get back here and have lunch. I've had just one cup of coffee today, and I feel great. Not tired or depressed, just excited and healthy and fresh. I'm so excited about going back tomorrow. We have an appointment set up in November with a trainer to teach us how to use the equipment in the work out room and to help us track our progress. But man, I just feel so good.
Joined up with shoedazzle.com today. $39.95/mo for a new pair of shoes, free shipping. And damn, they are supercute. Got my first pair today half off and I am super pumped about them.
I'm visiting my dad this coming weekend. Going over bills and receipts and everything with him and then spending some good quality time together. I'm really looking forward to it. Still trying to figure out what we're doing for the holidays. Poncho and I both have step-families and everyone is so spread out over such huge physical distances, it's hard to visit everyone in such a short period of time. But I'm determined. Last year we didn't spend the holidays together and just went to hang with our respective families and I missed him terribly much and it lessened the joy of the holidays for me. So this year, we're trying to do it all together and do the switch thing where we spend one with this family and the next with the other family, or something. Wish me luck! It's hell trying to schedule that. But overall, I am so damned happy today.
It's Fun to Be at the Y-M-C-A!
Saturday, October 23, 2010
"Fetch me oven mitts," I said, with conviction and urgency.
"...huh?" He replied.
I got to my feet as the bird flew back across the room from the wardrobe and proceeded to fly rather enthusiastically into the wall mirror, ricochet back a few inches from the impact, and fling it's small body once again against it's own reflection. Dazed, the bird then flew erratically all over the room for a few moments with me in hot pursuit. It went under the bed, and back to the wardrobe, and over to the back of the closet door, where it perched on one of my hats and I caught it! with one of Poncho's hats. But when I tried to close the door to get better access to the bird under Poncho's hat, it escaped! and flew back across the room to collide once again with the wall mirror. It then proceeded to fall down in between the desk and the wall and when I caught up with it and peaked under the desk to try and find where it had landed, it was all splayed out among the wires, looking quite confused and pitiful. I grabbed at it, but it dislodged itself and flew past me to begin the chase around the room once again.
Finally, I did catch it. It had fallen down beside the desk, where there is space enough for a floor lamp's base to sit comfortably between the desk and the wall. It was facing the wall and I came at it from above. It gave a pitiful squeak when I caught it, but did nothing to fight back once I palmed it. I stroked it with my free hand to try and calm it, and for what it's worth it's little heart did slow after several strokes. I also took the time to smooth it's ruffled feathers and pet under it's beak, and took it outside to release it back into the wild. Once outside, however, it refused to leave my hand. I had opened it up next to a bush, hoping it would at once make it's escape. It just sat there. It's feet were curled up under it's body and it wouldn't even stand on it's own. This horrified me, but I felt sure it was just in shock and not physically injured as it kept blinking at me and at it's surroundings in turn. I petted it a few more times while leaving the hand that held it open, and kept gesturing the holding hand towards the bush until finally it hopped up to it's little feet in my palm, and then flew off into the undergrowth beneath the bush. Since it was utterly FREEZING outside this morning, and I was without my slippers, I hurried back inside to the compared warmth of my apartment.
This left us with the question of how the HELL the little bird got into the bedroom in the first place. The windows are all closed.
But that, dear friends, is my story for the day.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
I just got a backrub from Poncho and am now too relaxed to think, let alone type. So, bye for now. I'm off to get pampered.
Monday, October 18, 2010
My dear cousin Olivia's puppy-child died a week ago today. I'm heartbroken for her loss. Poor Gabby. Poor Livvie. There's a new puppy in her life now, named River. A big sweetie with brown eyes and soft, short golden fur. I can't wait to meet her.
I'm really depressed today.
I have a headache like a marble pressing against the inside of my left eye. (If it's my left, does that mean it's my right eye when I tell people about it?)
I had strange dreams last night. Tossed and turned alot. It was too hot. I never sleep well when it's hot. I even opened one of the windows in the bedroom to get some of the cool night air to circulate, but that just made it slightly more bearable and not the cool ideal I was aiming for.
Ugh. I work today and also tomorrow. I get my flu shot on Friday. I think I might be visiting my dad this weekend. But my grandmother and my great-grandmother are going to be there. I dunno.
Time for Sims2 before work.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Having mom here this weekend was nice. We spent most of our time together playing video games on our laptops - she had Farmville and I had The Sims 2. But we also watched some highlights from Buffy - I had her watch Hush, Once More With Feeling, and The Body - and we also watched Repo! The Genetic Opera, after she commented on Giles' singing voice. She made me some wonderful blueberry cobbler, and I was very happy to get the chance to spend some time with her.
Poncho and I signed up for Gevalia coffee when our coffee-maker died last week. We have been rabidly enjoying the abundance of chocolate raspberry coffee that came in our first shipment. Yummm.
I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism recently and have started taking meds to help with that. Apparently the depression, the lack of energy, the dry skin, the weird changes in appetite... all the symptoms I had been attributing to quitting cigarettes are due - at least in part - to this condition and should start to dissipate now that I'm medicated.
Here's to a brighter, healthier tomorrow.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
My butt hurts. Your chair really sucks.
I love you
I love you.
Like a bunch.
I love you.
Could you possibly grab me a Dew?
Are you getting my IM's?
Auto In. No Calls. 30 Seconds.
I must have broken a record.
You look so happy today.
Like a great weight has lifted from your sweet little shoulders.
I love to see you when you're happy, little angel.
I am so proud of you.
You are so strong.
I love you with every inch of me, body, mind, heart, and soul.
I admire and cherish you.
I don't know what I would do, where I would be, without you.
That was GRUESOME.
I just had two back-to-back calls over 15 minutes.
This is driving me nuts. There was another. My talk time is AWFUL. PLEASE, I beg them, STOP TALKING! THAT'S ENOUGH! Don't ask me to check 9 different e-mails under 3 different spellings of two last names for two people to put holds on your account.
I miss you.
I want to be in there, laughing with you.
I love you, dearest darling
I love you.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
(I ripped my right hand, middle fingernail the other morning trying to close a window, and it's one of those deep down rips that you can't really cut off like you would a normal hangnail. I got nail glue and gave myself a manicure earlier tonight to tempt myself away from messing with it. It was driving me crazy, all rough and poking out like that. Now it's smooth and hidden away under two coats of Choco-latte Complete Salon Manicure by Sally Henson. It's pretty spiffy if I do say so myself. And I do, say so myself. I'm usually not very good at manicures. I tend to get the polish all over everything - my cuticles, my clothes, any nearby furniture...)
And besides that, I can barely lift the damn thing. It's really heavy.
So apart from being colder lately, I guess I don't have a whole lot to report. I'm not really looking forward to Halloween this year, since I always always always smoke when I'm at parties and now that I'm going on 5 months, I really don't want to get drunk and bum smokes off of my friends. I don't have a cool costume, just doing the nurse thing and Poncho has his doctor costume to match. But yeah.
I've been jonesing for a cigarette sooooo badly today. It started when I bought a Magic Hat Brewing Co. multipack with a bunch of cool seasonal beers. Drinking makes me crave smoking so much. I guess it's 'cause I don't drink much... I haven't had a chance to develop new associations like I did with driving and talking on the phone and coffee.
Poncho is calling from work.
I love that boy so damn much.
Where was I? Bitching about breaking nails and cold weather, it looks like. Moving on.
We're trying to get the at-home agent thing set up. Charter is go. We have the phones the company gave us, and the headsets and everything. The only delay is due to the fact that the internet is not acknowledging the phones. Poo. IT is going to have to come out to our house and fix it. Maybe we can set that up Monday.
My LEEP procedure is this week. I have meds for anxiety and meds for pain and I'm nervous but I really just want to get it over with. My mom is coming for the weekend and I'm really looking forward to that, even though there's a good likelihood that I'll be pretty much unconscious while she's here.
I have the day off tomorrow, and so does Poncho. I can't remember that last day we had off together. I'm so excited. I want to do something special, but I can't think of anything that we can really afford. We have beer and movies here, so we'll probably just stay in. I feel bad, being a shut-in... I just can't afford to go out and do things. Especially with all the dough we had to spend to get this work-at-home thing set up. And I've missed a lot of work due to sickness. Next month should be better. I'm hoping we can go out to eat again soon. It's so much fun to go on dates.
No matter what else may be wrong in my life, Poncho is going right. It makes all the difference to go through this with my partner. I still feel crappy sometimes, but he brings me out of my head for a while. Which is nice. It's noisy up there.