Last night wrapped up Christmas as I got to visit with the Laws.  I need not reiterate how awesome of a time it always is to sit and talk with them, or how easy it is to converse, or how delightful the homemade yummies were spread out before us.  I was blessed with some homemade goodies in my stocking as well, so bonus there!
 
I don't think I mentioned that my dearest mother purchased some perfume for me - which of course has a story.  Several of my scents dear mother does not like, so she bought me one she does!  I did agree that I will wear it periodically and see how it goes.  It doesn't smell bad, it just doesn't enthrall me.  Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to last super long either.  I'm still waiting for the multitude of compliments she proclaimed I would get and starting to gather feedback from others for mom.  I bring this up because it's kind of funny that my mom would buy me perfume from one of those lines often featured in stores (Lancome) whereas my friends instead select a lovely Dior sampler as part of my gift.  Who knows me and loves me for who I am?!  I know mom loves me and means well, don't get me wrong - I just enjoy getting a laugh out of some of the antics.
 
So, I've heard of project 365 before, known others that have partaken, but I may very well be glomming on to the Laws group of folks who are undertaking it in 2012.  Anyone who's completed this in the past with tips is welcome to speak up!

Owning a home is often like a well thought out torture.  Someone definitely gets their share of chuckles at your expense.  Tonight my low voltage lights did not come on, AGAIN.  I looked and it appears this happened in September last.  Keep in mind, they were just put in this summer and it cost me $50 to buy a new power supply when it died the last time (after that storm that tortured a good portion of my house).  Not cool laws of nature, not cool.

I almost forgot to fess up.  I actually cried a little when I opened my one Christmas gift.  I had the Seventh Void album on my wish list as it is where Johnny and Kenny are now playing since the closing of the chapter for Type O.  I made the mistake of opening the cd case and looking to the art on the inside where I saw a photo of the four band members, which immediatly brought tears to my eyes.  It's just not right.

I am glad to report that the dead Christmas tree was, in fact, due to a burned out bulb.  My tree was set on a timer to turn on every evening around 5 and back off again around 11.  This went off without a hitch until Christmas eve when the string of poinsetta bulbs also on the timer turned on but the tree did not.  Of course, in order to assess this the whole thing needed over turned, which means the ornaments all came off yesterday.  Either way, she's away with a new bulb and ready to rock next year.  I used my last day off to take everything else down and put it away.  Don't misconstrue this for the grinch overtaking my home... I just needed it out of the way so I can focus on my other tasks for the next week and a half.
 
I made some progress on my notes for the class this spring, but still have a couple of weeks to fully tackle, the ones that didn't have notes I could recycle in any way, so they'll be a bit more of a challenge.
 
Last night I also got to do a quick Christmas with Rex and head out for Orchard (again - but it was his choice, I can't deny him the Orchard).  It was heck of a wait for our food but it was yummy doing down, even if it did leave me feeling quite disturbed this morning in bed.  Meh.
 
I suspect I'll be trying to get into the swing all week at work.  I'm just mentally struggling with my current task.  Fingers crossed.  At least it should be pretty empty here, so I won't have as many people to distract me from my targets.  I'm ripping my new tunes first thing, so I'll have those to get me through (mind you I got 7 new CDs for Christmas!

Merry Christmas world.  I must say, I made out like a bandit this year.  The new man is way too nice, but as a result I will soon have a warm and toasty car to crawl into in the morning and after work as the weather gets nasty.  There are lots of cds and DVDs to throw in, a new scent, some books I was eyeing, and a beautiful photo of my beloved niecey poo.  Mother nature was even nice, mid-40s and the sun shining.  I'll take it.

Christmas bonus?  Loving the things I see that were clearly from a time of "us" being imposed on the new norm.  Yep, you're living my life... but now I get to laugh about this fact.

I was feeling rather brave on my first day off for Christmas and inspiration struck when I got up... the weather isn't perfect, but it's decent, so why not a drive to Greensburg to hit Pier One, Burlington, Barnes and Noble, and the Olive Garden?!  I only bought a few little things, two out of three will be gifts, one more thing fro mom to unwrap.

The bigger thing to note today is about discrepancies.  Sometimes I don't understand the point in telling people senseless inaccuracies.  I've always railed against being lied to, it's a sign of distrust, a sign of lack of respect, and the easiest way to tell me you think I'm stupid - that never bodes well for someone.  Is that just the norm anymore?

As for me, I'll be spending a chunk of today getting notes in order for my upcoming class.  Fingers crossed that I can make good progress this weekend.

My coworkers are evil.  I figured I should maintain consistency since this is like another bullet to the previous post.  This morning I was offered fresh baked cookies (can't resist that, so they took the place of my normal breakfast), the offered donuts not once but twice by different people (I successfully declined), then after lunch was offered a cupcake (again a fail in my resistence, but I did earn it offering my input for a document to 'earn' a cupcake).

My mailman is evil.  I do wonder how long the items I found sitting on the apartment porch have been sitting there, since I've been wondering where they were since the middle of last week.  The mailbox over there is clearly marked "No tenant, forward or return all mail to sender."  Further, these items were addressed clearly to me, at my address.  How hard is this?  I still get the old tenant's mail in my box and now he's putting my packages on the apartment porch.  I know before I had the porch put on they would often place my packages there to keep them dry and I appreciate that, but the days of me not having a roof under which to put the larger items is long gone.
 
At least I finally have the book for the class I am teaching in hand.  I think I got the schedule in order last night, now to do the notes and clean up the assignment based on this revised schedule.  If I didn't have a new book every time I teach I wouldn't need to invest countless hours prior to the class' start date.
 
So how did I notice the packages over there you may ask?  Well, I can thank another would-be tenant who didn't bother to show up to view the apartment at the time we scheduled.  Getting tired of THAT happening too.

Two late nights in a row here... and I'm actually keeping pace.  Not like I did when I was 25, but I'm not doing bad.  Friday night we gathered Beff and Philly and headed to the hockey game.  This is, I'll admit, the first game I've gone to since the Nailers started playing here.  It wasn't preferred hockey, felt very surreal, and left us sitting in the dreaded section 7 (cheapest seats - what's up w/ different pricing anyhow).  I didn't actively cheer, but the clapping was for the Royals, as odd as that was, it is better than the Nailers.  From there we spent a second Friday in a row at the 'Bi drinking a few long islands and talking.  It was a good night.

Saturday the holidays kicked into swing starting with the infamous Slips-Beff lunch.  This year we went to Off the Rak, since it's finally back in order after the fire that prevented our holiday visit a few years ago.  Had a good meal, good catching up conversation, and - as always - left with way too many awesome goodies.  There were numerous cds and a book off of my wish list, a cute skull scarf, and a red Keurig all my own!  I guess I'll be back on the caffeine wagon in no time.  That'll make the folks in at work happy.

Saturday night continued the infamy with the holiday party formerly known as the politically incorrect Christmas celebration.  It has definitely calmed down through the years, but remains a good chance to see a few people I don't see all that often.  The weather has been so agreeable, but just in time for this event the snow came.  Only a couple of inches, but it just wouldn't be Scott's party night w/o some crappy roads.

So here it is Sunday morning, I'm actually awake long before noon, and I have a small list of things to get accomplished.  Wish me luck.  Gratefully the week that is starting is a short one.

Only my mother...
 
So I called her quickly last night to verify something with her.  She then starts to tell me about this and that.
M: "Guess who's pregnant!?"
J: "I have no idea, who?"
M: "AA...."
discussion ensuse
M: "Also... AW...."
J:  "Yes, I saw that one on Facebook"
[Note that the first gal is a year or two older than me, the other my age]
M: "Yeah, it's going around.  So you might want to be careful."
 
*GASP*
Ok, I so did not have that conversation with my mother.  Needless to say I am horrified at her implication.

Funny.  I feel the exact same way about the Red Wings.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0U9P9L4ORs&feature=player_embedded

The other night Mithy told us about a house here in Johnstown that has their holiday lights synched up with music.  So, my dearie being who he is, he brought it up last night and we headed out to watch.  Sure, it wasn't what you'd find in some videos on youtube but it was pretty darn nice.  How does Mithy find out about these things.  Jingletown people... turn on the road by Rey Azteca and go to the bottom/end of the road.  You can't miss it!  They have it running from 5:30-10 each night.  Tune in to 107.7 as you get close.

The rest of my past weekend was busy enough, but not cleaning like it probably should have been, or working out... instead quite the opposite - cooking/baking, making dirty dishes, and getting fat.  It is the holiday season so I made two batches of cookies (chocolate chip and no bakes) and then I brewed up one of Slips' cassaroles and a batch of Alton's mac and cheese.  Not sounding light are they?
 
Between all of that and then going out to eat for both lunch and dinner yesterday here I am feeling bloated and gross, nevermind up 5 lbs.  Ugh.  Didn't sleep well either.  I dunno what my issue is. Maybe I just need to wear myself out walking and cleaning so I'll wipe out properly again, the benefits to that route are numerous.  I think it's time to eat what's at the house and then spin back up on the uber diet. 
 
My excuse for last night's dinner out (a salad even) was a good one however, as I got to do my Christmas with Mithy and Addie.  We grubbed at Applebees and played some of the games from the set I got for Addie (bingo, tic tac toe, hangman - kangaroo being the key word, connect 4).  Hung out alone with them for a little while until the man came, so at least Mithy has been introduced now too.

Headed out last night, taking in the Rat Pack performance at Richland High's performing arts center.  The first couple of minutes had me worried, but it stepped up and was a pretty darn good performance.  I think I was one of the youngest people there of my own free will, but that's okay.  And while it's not nice to laugh at older people, I did get a few chuckles out of the folks sitting behind us... one whistling along, another that would respond to the performers like they were talking directly to him, another that was tired and just wanted to go, etc.

From there it was time for a drink, so a quick stop at the 'bi turned into a long stop and 3 or 4 long islands, but by golly they were good.  A bit of a late night, but I was a bit overdue for doing some howling at the moon.  I really should be cleaning and being very busy today, but I think I'm going to keep it mellow.  No, I'm not hung over!  I think Saffy's happy with this idea as she is already laying with her head on my leg.

I did receive an invitation to teach again for the Spring term.  I debated passing on it, but it is the class I prefer, the new book looks good, and - frankly - I still don't have a tenant so that extra coupe of bucks are welcome too.  Not like I intended a cruise during that time frame either.

How displeased am I that I can't even TRY to fix my tattoo for a year.  Yeah.  A year w/ a damage O-negative on my ankle.  So not happy about that.  It definitely amps up the frustration and bother I will express at the whole situation when relaying the costs and what I've gone through to heal it to this point to the doctor who did the damage.

While each day this week has crawled along I have still managed to be surprised that it's Thursday night.  How does that happen?  It's been a busy one trying to get things back in order.  Still an open apartment, but a few more contacts on it.  Dropped the boxes at the post office today, so that's one more big thing off of my list... too bad I forgot to toss the Christmas cards in the car too.

So, the trip.  First I'll say that it was quite relaxing.  We had excellent travels, superior stateroom and wait staff, and the most awesome folks at our table for dinner.  RC usually does a good job matching me up at a dinner table, but this one took the cake - so much so that we were even looking for each other at shows and hanging out after dinner.  We did meet some other really nice folks while on board too.  Loved the Christmas tree decorated along the promenade too.  A good time indeed.

Let's start out at the top, headed to mom's on Tgiving then back up the mountain to fetch the Beff so we could get to Dulles for the night.  We flew out on Friday and spent the day/night in FLL with some shopping and then heading to the Panthers/Lightning game.  One purchase was two cute little stuffed siberian husky puppies that we dubbed Lily and Honey, our mascots for the trip.  Good start, right?  Onto the ship Saturday and here was the one glitch/negative. I guess the coast guard was doing some inspections, long story short, it resulted in a HUGE snaking line in the parking lot at the pier and a lot of unhappy people.  There was no diamond line outside, needless to say, quite displeasing!

We hit a few standard fares onboard like art auctions, the ice show, other shows (including a DBK comedian that was bleeting at people for leaving when he ran 20 minutes into the late dinner time, a magician, a Temptations tribute band, and a comedian/singer/impersonator named Finis who was phenominal).  The newlywed-type show is another regular occurrence that is a must attend and this one left me shocked.  Man, the two younger couples demonstrated clearly the sad state of dating for young people.  *shakes head*

We started with two days at sea and then into St Maarten, the only stop on this cruise that I had been to before, where we went on one of Bernard's Tours.  Sure, they're popular and get great reviews on Cruise Critic, but I was still expecting we'd be with Bernard, so I was slightly disappointed.  We did stop at Orient beach and YES, I have the photos to prove that the girls saw the sun (briefly).  I came home with a bottle of guavaberry rum in tow from there, I'll need to experiment at some point.

The next day we were in St Kitts, which was nice, but seemed a little less 'built up' and designed for tourism than St Maarten.  We had a most awesome tour with Thenford Grey, which made up for me being bummed the day before.  Thenford really was pretty awesome.  We did see some monkeys, but  not drunken ones, the fortress and botanical gardens, and then to a beautiful little beach where we were to snorkel, but no one else on the tour wanted to stay at the beach.  Now, Thenford was more than happy to return for just us, but we just didn't want to leave our things sitting on the beach and be the only ones there from the group we were with all day, so we headed back.

That night we headed up to hang out with our table mates at the midnight buffet on deck, and spent some time sitting on the balcony enjoying the multitude of stars that were everywhere - including a shooting one.  We still had two more days in port coming up behind it.. so the tired was soon to start setting in.  Next up was Puerto Rico. I was nervous about this stop as a friend had been there and truly hated it.  I thought it was pretty decent.  We didn't have a tour, we just wandered near the port a bit and did some shopping and sight seeing, but it was good.  Beff left with a new tanzanite ring and I left with a beauti-mus ruby ring!  I wanted to buy towels at Cariloha, as if you do so in the store they'll ship them home for you for free, but alas they didn't have the black in stock right now and the other colors just weren't doing it for me and my bathroom decor.  So, I'll be waiting and emailing the store directly in a few weeks, thanks to the guy who gave me his card there.

Last port day was Labadee, a private area in Haiti.  It was nice, but I definitely like Cococay way more.  It was just a bit too busy and commercially by comparison.  We shared the visit w/ Enchantment, as she was also in port.  We did manage to put on the snorkel equipment here, but there wasn't too much to see along the beach.

At last one more day at sea and a feeble attempt to get a little more sun.  I got some, but not much.  I guess it's for the best but it's nice to not be neon white.  We did an early as possible flight, so we were glad to get off the ship smoothly and back into Dulles.  Made the drive, getting home with 20 minutes to spare to go get the girls.  Definitely had travel blessings around us all the way.  It's good be home, for sure.  It's even better to not be jealous of the people I saw there holding hands etc, and to be able to come home and do that myself.  Neiner neiner world.

I'm alive and well... got back from a cruise on Navigator this past Sunday.  I'll be posting soon with some details, but for now I'm trying to get caught up on laundry, runs to the grocery store and getting holiday decorations up.  Getting back into the grind at work has been interesting at best.  I expect things to have shifted while I was away, but yet it still tends to surprise me every time for some reason.

Last night, for the first time in WAY too long I got to see Casey, Vanessa, and Dylan for dinner.  I am feeling a bit rushed around lately to get things done and squeezed in, but that's to be expected with the holidays and all.  I also ran last night to do a little cologne shopping.  I've said it a million times, but a good cologne is highly critical and helps reinforce memories for me.  I'm glad the 'new guy' is willing to play along and humor me ;)
 
Spoke with mum while I was out and about and learned that my Uncle Carmen (my dad's brother) passed away.  I've not been in close contact with that side of the family, well basically since my father passed, but... it does make me a little sad.  With the photos mom recently gave me it was on my mind to write to Uncle Carm just to say hello, that I was thinking of him, etc etc... but I guess I missed my window of opportunity.
 
The icing on my evening's cake was someone rearing their head yet again.  Bored?  Lonely?  Needy?  Whatever your problem is - it's not mine, stop trying to torture me.

Headed to see Twilight Friday night.  I still hate the story as it unfolded with regard to Jacob, but that's just me.  Now I have to wait til when to see the other half?

Saturday and Sunday both have allowed me to sleep in a bit and to get some cleaning done.  I even hauled the Christmas stuff down to get it in order during the week!  That is, if I can find the plug for the Christmas tree, or I'll be reverting to adding lights to get it kicking.  I made a few more gift purchases too, so I'm almost done.  One box packed to go to my sister and another needs done as soon as I can find one that is long/high enough for the one item.

Decided to officially change the FB status today after getting nixed on my choice of shirts.  I like the one that says Single though, it's a regular cruise companion. :)

Was suppose to have an apartment showing this evening.  I'm kind of bumming, cause it's past the time they said they'd show and nothing.  I have never had this much of a challenge getting people in to see it, much less filling it back up.  Meh.  I'll survive, but it sure is nice having that income.

Another week down, stayed pretty busy at work, so the days went fast.  I was actually pretty productive too, so yay for all that.  Tonight, some flick-age indeed.

 I covered my hankering for wings last night at the Orchard.  Mmm, delightful sweet garlic, nom!  After that - home to wrap additional gifts.  The night before was preparing most of the Christmas cards.  At least I'm on target this year and not running behind on those things.  Too bad I still have a few more gifts to purchase.  I so should be done at this point, but mom is always a challenge, and I need something else for my sister.  Anyone with ideas?

I just finished cleaning the fridge at work.  That was my good deed for the holiday season.  If anyone's kid has a science experiment due, feel free to come get one out of the garbage can.  I feel dirty.

For a second week in a row I'm compelled to call it a good week.  It's amazing the difference in overall perspective when spending time with someone who treats me well.  It's been an incredibly stark departure from how I was treated by the more recent jackass-a-lope that I almost don't know how to take it and am having an interesting time trusting it, but I'm trying to at least let my mind wrap around it.  In the mean time I'll just be working to make sure mistakes of the past don't creep in.  I still say, this one could have spared me from the aforementioned a-lope, too bad he wasn't ready then.

The rest of my weekend went quickly, first heading to Altoona on Saturday for a purse party and then heading back down there on Sunday and off to Baltimore to return my sister to the airport.  The added perk in BWI is that I got to see my Kirkus for an early dinner and we feasted at LeeLynn's, which was yummy.  Some calamari, some crab dip, and part of a chicken panini later and my full tummy was on the way back to PA.  I was treated to beautiful pinks and purples in the skies on the first hour of the drive back.

Yay for long weekends!  I did a little cleaning here and there earlier in the week to get things in order prior to mom and my sis coming up to the Jingle today.  We just chilled out in the living room with the fireplace going for a little while, bs'ed while mom napped on the loveseat, ant did the routine mom-inspection.  I passed with a "you did good", so fear that.  From there we did a little running looking for a replacement chair for the apartment living room with no luck and grabbed some fajitas at Reys.

It's been a busy week between the cleaning spurts and hanging out, getting to know someone a bit (again).  I think I'm going to just chill the rest of the evening.  It's going to be a busy enough rest of the long weekend.

Happy Veteran's Day and thank you to those who have served.

I'm a little disappointed this afternoon.  I'm in a frenzy mood this week anyhow, and stressed w/ everything on the work to do list.  Then I finally heard about the position I tried for.  It's not that I didn't get it, I didn't expect to... it's that the one person I feel confident shouldn't have been a competitor did.  It makes my funk ask me why I try and work hard when it seems it doesn't matter much.

Stopped to vote on the way to work.  It really should take but a minute, but no, never.  First, I want to thank the people who annoyed me outside as I went in.  You're as obnoxious as telemarketers in my world... thanks for making sure I don't vote for someone who is comfortable invading my privacy.  Got inside and they still have me listed as C-.  They had to call the courthouse who told them I needed to change my name with them.  Seriously?  You mean, like I did, legally, last October at the COURTHOUSE?  You know, that paperwork that allowed me to update my drivers license, and even get a new one this July where I clicked "register to vote"?  Eesh.

Bummed in bed until noonish today, after my previous post.  Eventually got moving to get my butternut squash and pumpkin cooking.  This time I opted for a soup made of both.  It turned out okay, but not as good as the butternut squash soup I made last round a month or so ago.  Made some yummy pumpkin spice cookies too!  I swear I didn't overeat today, despite it all.

Got an hour and a half in on work-work too, but didn't get through the materials for my goal review.  Meh.  I'll try to catch it tomorrow night or something.  Not really motivated to spend time on something that I can't even charge the time on.

I was kind of expecting to have my evening claimed, but that didn't pan out, so instead  I went through some of the materials mom gave me yesterday.  Scanned in pics for upload to facebook and shutterfly of mom, dad, BOTH sets of grandparents (it's very odd to see photos of grandpa Maucieri for the first time) and some of my aunts and uncles on dad's side.  Also went through the box of cards and prayer dedications my mother kept from my father's funeral.  I'm very grateful to have these things, but at the same time, I hate that she's going through everything and sorting things for Jackie, Joe, and I.

I cleaned my little heart out on Friday after work to make it at least respectable to have company over to watch a movie.  So that at least made my weekend productive.  Even headed outside Saturday morning to remove all of the plants that were (finally) killed off with last weekend's cold weather, before I headed out to get my sister at the airport.  Well, actually, not the airport, but rather Primanti's in Monroeville.  Her neighbors from TX are in the burgh and brought her from the airport to me.  It was a bit of a shorter drive and it was nice to have lunch w/ Chuck and Karen.

Down the mountain to deliver my sister and eat at mom's.  She also had dug through things and had a pile of stuff for me to bring home.  So we went through a ton of photos.  I've got a good number more of dad and a ton of mom when she was younger to scan in and get copies for J and I both.  By the time I got home I was pretty wiped, so I went to bed a bit early, which was compounded by the changing of the clocks.

So here we are this morning, I have some goals to review for work and a squash and pumpkin that REALLY need cooked with today.  As soon as I find a smidge of motivation, I'll be on it.

Yay for freshly neon pink painted toes... all the better to curl in caribbean sand, my dear.  I can't wait, but it's too far away at this point.  For now I just need to take down the orange flickering lights and the bat flag.  But by the grace of God it was up to 60 again today.  This place, no wonder everyone is sick in time for the holidays.

I've got to say, even if I risk the people involved seeing this, that I had a third (kind of) ex reappear recently.  I would say fourth, but the one won't go away enough for it to be a reappearing *rolls eyes*.  I say kind of on this one as there was but one real date and some hanging out before they decided to run the other direction due to someone close to them not being cool with the situation. I get it, but, rest assured, I have no desire to dive towards something that could turn the same direction at any point.  It's times like this when I just want to say "what exactly do you expect of me?"  It also leaves me wondering how to not keep people at an arm's length as a result of the idiocy of a few that have left their scars.

He ate my heart then he ate my brain. ... That boy is a monster. -LG

I'm a tired girl.  Yes, we had a solid 5 inches of snow on Saturday morning.  Best part was needing to drive to Altoona in that mess.  219's passing lane was not a wise move for most of the way to Eburg, but things looked a bit better as I got closer to Altoona, mostly just wet roads there.

Had a good visit w/ mom before heading to the D&A's Halloween party.  Got to hang w/ Jackie too and met some nice peeps, had more than my share of cake flavored vodka (frickin yum)... and that was before the jello shots made an appearance.  Got back to mom's, after sobering back up a bit of course, around 2:30 in the morning and slept until 8:30 when mom was wide awake.  Hung out with her a bit longer today and then headed to a purse party down there.  Girls got to hang with the pet sitter.  Now I've got one whiny, needy beast out of the three.

Things are melting off, gotta get up tomorrow and I'm ready for bed now... to make the morning a bit brighter there are the makings of banana bread in the breadmaker set to be fresh baked by 7am.

Can't put it off forever... this morning, for the first time this year, I scraped my windshield.  Now, while that is to be expected, and probably overdue since it's the end of October, I do find it rather unfair that we're also poised to get the first snowstorm within 24 hours of said first scraping date. Not cool.

I had an appointment this morning at the dermatologist.  It was scheduled a while ago, and not about the tattoo.  Since she didn't want to remove the mole on my arm as it would leave a scar 'as unattractive as the mole' *sigh* I did at least get to ask about the burn on the tattoo.  She confirmed that it will probably end up without color in that spot and ... noted that others have had such issues, which take quite a long time to heal.  She also noted that the one doctor's office here in Johnstown does laser hair removal, so why couldn't I "find" them when I started my search?

I've been waiting for short timelines to rear their ugly heads and it finally happened today, so that's that stress.  There's also the stress of hearing some bad news for other folks... an all too often occurrence.  Funny how everything frustrating and/or sad is tied to the daytime.

As for the night, tonight I headed out to catch up w/ Shaff and the PR Man to have a drink at the Back Door Cafe before heading to see the Rocky Horror Show production being put on at the Art Works in Cambria City.  Had a most awesome Lavender martini.  Love love love that smell.  The show was good, but I can imagine confusion for anyone who's not seen the movie before.  I do wish I could actually sing... I thought that too when I saw the listing for try outs on facebook a while back.  Ah well, can't be good at everything... but I am hoping to make a list of a couple things someday.

I think my mailman decided the best way to not deliver me the wrong mail is to not bother deliver my mail at all.  I had a card out today and it was still there when I came home, so you tell me what that means.

I spent a little time in the apartment tonight.  The painting is definitely scraped, so the rest of the curtains and decorations are back up.  I was going to try and patch a hole in the recliner, but the fabric won't hold up to an iron, so that's out.  So, I'll be trying to find a replacement I guess.  I tried to run to Wolfs and the used furniture store on Scalp, but both were closed before 7pm.  Value-it has a few options, but they're all still nearly $200.  So here's hoping someone at work is maybe trying to get rid of one.

I don't think I need to rush however, as I've only had one person actually come to see it and they didn't seem very interested.  So, there's the chair and the need to get the bed over there.  I'll give it another day or so and I'll just try and get it down the stairs and to the apartment on my own.  For now, I'm still sore from my efforts earlier in the week, particularly my hands.  I've got things shaking out for the next so many days, so I don't know how much I'll accomplish in the near term either.

Good life lesson tonight from Oprah, but one that is tough for me to just accept at face value in practice.  "When someone shows you who they are, believe them."  Someday I'll stop learning that lesson the hard way and start running the other direction at the first demonstration.

HA!  So I can email a post in now, nice.  No longer will I need to wait until day's end to toss a thought your way.  Should I apologize?

Anyhow, Danika got her stitches out tonight after work, so we're way on the good side of the mend.  Amusingly she's healing faster than I am.  My tattoo wound from three weeks ago is still not healed well enough to tell what the result is going to be.  On a positive note, for a brief period I feared it was infected but that cleared up quickly.  It's dried up at least now.

I headed to the apartment after I returned with D, I ate quickly before the vet run to facilitate getting over there fast.  Put in another 3 1/2 hours.  For my trouble the curtains are back up in the kitchen (and at the last minute the bedroom), the rugs and the furniture have had the rug scrubber taken to them (God I love that think and am so glad to have it), the fake wood paneling has been rubbed down with liquid sander.  I've gotta tell you, I really don't think I'm following through on painting the paneling.  I'm really not feeling confident it'll take or that it will look right... then there is that it took how long it did just to rub down the walls, much less priming and coats of paint working around this that and the other.  When you paint wood paneling do you paint the trim too?  Then there are the torch style lights on the wall I'd need to pull loose too.  There just simply isn't enough time given nights to bust through everything without losing my mind.

I still have to get the new bed over there and set up, the living room curtains up, and some replacement items purchased... off the top of my head.  Am I just making excuses to get out of the work?  Maybe, but those justifications seem pretty hefty in my mind's scale.

Friday I left work a wee bit early to meet someone at the house.  Fingers crossed the estimates for the basement to garage and garage to outside doors will be something I can manage as I'd really like to get them replaced.  From there I headed for my overdue massage, from which I am still a little sore this morning, which should give you a good indication of how tense I was - and didn't realize it until the 10 minute massages at work earlier in the week.

I admit to a bit of a lazy Saturday, sleeping in and chilling with the fuzzy girls, but I knew I was going to have plenty to get on top of today, so that's my excuse.  Last night I also got to indulge having sushi with the Schmoo clan, DP/Gail, and H/T.  I did start the work-related laundry last night, so that is more than half done, but it will be a while before I can make use of those cleaned items.  Today I'll be working in the apartment to get it turned around for new tenants to see.  I'm going to try and focus on cleaning for now, but I also had designs on painting the wood paneling.  Without the help I had thought I was going to have my motivation for that is faltering, as is my excitement to go try and lift the heavy-ass old mattress and box springs to get them out of there, making room for new(er).  I hate this part.  Why didn't I hire someone to come and do the cleaning?

When I saw that the local theater was playing Paranormal Activity 3 at 10pm tonight (not sure how they pulled that off since it wasn't to be 'released' until midnight, but whatever) I decided yeah, time to do something way too late and hit this first showing.

I can easily say I am glad I went... and for a third film it didn't suck at all.  There were some decent would-be jumps, but alas it still didn't get me.  Prb mostly ruined the chance to do that to me thanks to the pack of rugrats at the theater with their constant hoots and hollers.  Yes, I said hoots and hollers, I'm old, I can say that.  The movie does leave me needing to re-watch the first two however to try and fill in some seeming gaps or discrepancies, but it has been a while since I've seen the others.

News article discussion time!
One.  The guy who had the wild animals in Ohio... um, most people can't get a license to keep exotics, period.  So, why if they were deplorable conditions that warranted many visits from authorities weren't the animals all taken from him long before this?

Two.  Me with hormonal insanity looks normal by comparison to Lindsay Lohan.  Would someone please do this girl a favor and lock her ass up?

Three.  Most awhhhhh-some!  Yay for Vera Wang making black wedding dresses.  Hopefully I'll need one again someday.  Anyone who things this is creepy seriously needs to get over themselves.  Why do you care so much?  No one looks good in white... and no one is believe it either!

I'm finally getting through to the other side of the web of insanity.  Hormones are a bitch.  At least I made it through without severe pain or nausea this time.  Too bad modern medicine doesn't address crazy.  On the topic of medicine I've started reapplying antibac to the wound on the tat.  It bubbled back up yesterday with another blister and was oozing today.  Prb not a good thing.

Danika on the other hand is doing very well.  I've not noted any swelling or redness around her stitches, so hopefully we'll be good to remove those on the earlier end of the timeline I was given.  I even took her for the walk this evening instead of my constant companion, Saff-a-roo kanger-puppy.  She instead sat outside content to stare up in the tree watching the chippies.

Why when you're already feeling pretty low does everyone seem to take off in other directions?  Last night I tried posting for help with something and went hours without someone even commenting.  Tonight I was all but begging for someone to go eat with and got zero replies.  So I stayed home like a loser and ate a piece of left over chicken.  I know how stupid it sounds, but I feel invisible.

My anxiety isn't letting up either.  I'm already dreading things that are on my calendar this AND next weekend.  I don't wanna, which makes no sense because without those things I'd have nothing to do.

My email and facebook are way too quiet today.  Feeling too alone.  Didn't get enough done this weekend by any means.  If I would have at least buried myself in work I could have been distracted from 'gravity' as it were.  How do you figure out what you want to do with your life?  It's so much easier to just put your head down and keep trudging away, even though the only thing you see changing is your age.

I think someone is testing me.  Today someone actually had the balls, during the 10 seconds I stepped away from my cart in Ollie's to remove my items from my cart, cram them on the shelf, and walk off with my cart.  Really, you couldn't walk the 20 ft back to the front of the store for a cart?  They are SO fortunate I didn't catch who did it. I am pretty confident I would have lost my mind on them for being so self-centered with a douche-cream filling.  Who does something like that?

I didn't accomplish great feats like I did last weekend, but so far I have gotten the dishes done, and three loads of laundry through (yes, I still need to fold and put them away), AND I got most of the Christmas presents I already have upstairs wrapped!  This gave me a good chance to assess the completed shopping list and see who all I still need to buy for so I can focus my gift search.

Now that the various household machines are done using the hot water, I think I'm going to go get a nice steamy shower!

I'm moody right now, this I know, but I swear more things piss in your wheaties when you're in that state than otherwise would occur.  Of course, it's also why I gained 5 lbs in a day!  The acts that perform said whizzing also tend to always help zero in on your lack of confidence in yourself, like hearing that kind things that were said are probably said to everyone and are already forgotten by the one who said them.  The reoccurring question of "where do you want to be in 5 years" came up again.  I don't know.  I know some people love what they do to the point that they want to do that all night and all weekend, but that's just not me.  To join other groups etc focused on the things all day is, ultimately, still work for me, not something I'll be jumping for joy to participate in.  If the kind words are forgotten, there really is no point in me putting myself through such torture.  I should just settle to blend into the gray cube walls.

Meh, at least it's the weekend.  Unfortunately, that mood means I don't have much motivation right now to do anything, even cook dinner, much less exercise.  I had the last of the pumpkin spice cake I made last weekend and some steamed broccoli.

I came home tonight to a third night in a row where I had mail for someone else.  Now this is a frequent occurrence, once I've written to the post office about before but this one takes the (pumpkin spice) cake.  The piece I put back out in the mail earlier in the week got re-delivered to me!  Seriously, this has not become Devon drive in the past two days, I promise.

I did have one good thing occur, out of a less than great today however.  When I got to work today I went to water Henrietta, a plant that Rex had left with me when he moved away.  He also left George, but George died not too long ago.  Henrietta was gone.  GONE!  Someone plant-napped her!  They've been switching out the real plants at work for plastic ones.  Not thrilled with the idea, but I figured I'd water my plant and two down the hall from her that were left to dry out and all would be well.  Turns out the word of mouth going around was that the plants were free game, take them if you want them.  So someone took Henrietta, even though she was in a different pot and had her own name tag.  Long story short, a missing poster and posting on our internal listings and her abductor stepped forward with remorse for the misunderstanding.  That said, Henrietta will be back safe and sound Monday.

I've got an interesting mix of things that I wanted to comment on, so this is likely to be another one of my eclectic messages, bare with me.  First, I noticed this morning that I missed yet another text message from that which shall not be named (last evening).  I tell you, someone's girlfriend needs to keep them on a much shorter leash.  Yep, another wave of this crap.  I did think a status message on Friday was too coincidental to not be directed at me, and I did see them popping on and off messenger on the weekend.  I just wish I understood the motivation.

D's surgery went a-okay on Tuesday, she came home still a little stoned, but not acting like she's hurting.  10 stitches, so we've got a couple weeks of healing ahead of us, but it looks good.  Walked over lunch that day, I think the last of our nicer weather, since I knew I was running at night to the lia sophia meeting.  Today on the other hand there was no walking at lunch thanks to rain, and frankly, I don't think I'm doing anything tonight.  I came home early after fighting to stay awake and focused in the afternoon and took a nap, albeit a less than restful one.  Prb a bad time to take a night off of exercise since my scale actually registered lower this morning (despite having a baking fit this past weekend, explain that).

On Monday I started watching Oprah's lifeclass.  It's good stuff, it's hard to explain it, just go watch it and let's hope that I can make some personal progress.  For now I will be focusing on asking myself if it is my ego getting in the way when I start to get irritated and I know that most of that stems from my internalized fears.  Tomorrow is what would have been a 10-year anniversary.  I'm trying, really I am, but it does still sting after all of this time.  Revert back to Oprah's classes and note that I missed Tuesday night's episode on anger.  I wish I could find the full episode online, but no dice so far.

On Monday I had someone comment about something I said said that it irritated them, it immediately brought me down and made me feel like crap.  It brought me back to the 'constructive criticism' from my reviews that tell me to be better I need to not be me.  Worse still it reminded me of a friend earlier this year when they commented that they "hated when I got that way" when I got irritated about a situation.  Is it possible to change and become this completely even/level person without those spikes and peaks?  To be complacent about everything?  Clearly I have to try as it's a repeating theme with people who supposedly care about me... so it has to be something that keeps Mr. Right away.

This was one of the longer days as of late.  My leftovers promptly oozed all over everything else in the bag on the way to work, so perhaps it was just the pace being set.  The second half of my meeting went well enough, but I didn't have as much warm-fuzzy.  It is what it is, but more importantly what's done is done.

One good thing did come today, as I reached out to get the Tib detailed, which means in addition to Drake looking amazing I got to see Davey!  Amusingly, I thought the driver's seat was showing wear, but it turns out it was just dirty, apparently, putting lotion on my legs means a less than lovely looking seat.  Who'da guessed?

Miss D goes in tomorrow to have her cyst removed.  It should be pretty routine, but I'll still ask for prayers for her that this goes well and she heals quickly.  Routine or not there is anesthesia involved.

This may surprise people, but I have opinions.  Ok, no one that knows me is surprised.  Time for me to rant and rave on some recent news articles:

First up, go sign up for an account on Whitehouse.gov, and sign this petition to encourage our government to crack down on puppy mills.

Now for one that fires me up... CA's new law says that illegal immigrants can receive STATE FUNDED aid.  Hey, maybe if I go on a killing spree they'll give me a scholarship and grant.  They're criminals.  Why are we rewarding them?  There is a process to legally come to the US, follow it or get the F out... and while I'm on the topic, if you come here and don't want to be an American (that means you fly an American flag above any other and learn English) refer to my previous statement.  I would never tell anyone to give up their heritage, do not misread what I am saying, be proud of where your family is from, teach your children your native language, but be proud to be an American for all that it means.

And, so you don't think I'm 100% piss and vinegar, how cute is this?

So inspired by the nice weather, not only is the poop scooped, but the leaves are blown out into the yard to make sure they get mulched up.  As soon as my fingers aren't numb (don't understand why 20 minutes with a leaf blower does that) I'll try to keep going.  Why am I not always this productive??

The girls had me up at 7 this morning, no I didn't kill them.  Instead I chilled a bit til 9, scarfing some eggs scrambled with garlic scapes, then got moving upstairs.  As a result, the back of the durango is loaded down again for Goodwill, the eves are cleaned out upstairs, and I'll easily be able to remove the bed that is to go to the apartment in between tenants.  YAY!

It's an absolutely beautiful day here, the front door is open and the back windows are cranked wide.  I am keeping myself focused on enjoying this while I can, because despite the sun and warm temps out there, the breeze coming through has that slight chill underneath.  Maybe I'll go chase the girls around the back yard (and clean up some poop).

I wish I didn't have a propensity towards clutter, but at least I try to fight it periodically.  So far this weekend I've dusted and tidied the living room, cleaned the bathroom, and started to tidy in the dining room.  The dining room table isn't for eating, there isn't a point when there is just one person, so it has been where everything lands.  I also decided to bag up some of the appliances that I only use infrequently and put them in the basement.  If I need the coffee pot, slow cooker, or one of the other now relocated items I can go get it then.  Yes, the coffee pot... I'm still blissfully caffeine-dependency free!  I will get back to it at some point, but it looks like the upstairs will remain the nightmare it is even longer.

Got one walk in last night and hope to get out there as the sun starts to set this evening to enjoy the nice weather on a long walk.  For now, I indulged in a movie this afternoon - "What's your number" - and made my grocery store run.  The movie was actually pretty entertaining, better than I had expected.  Maybe it was the many mostly naked scenes of Chris Evans, a pleasant surprise since I didn't realize he was in it before going.

Speaking of actors, so the TV is on right now and "Waiting" is on.  I just realized who the bitchy, ugly customer reminds me of... congrats to my ex for scoring _that_ doppelganger.

I had the first half of my meetings today, the other to follow on Monday.  I was quite happy last night to discover I have lost enough weight that my suits fit once again, so there was no need for a last minute clothes shopping trip.  I was pretty anxious this morning, but I think it went well, and while I know there is stiff competition I know that even if the ultimate goal isn't reached my action is likely to have opened some other doors for myself.

Time to get on top of my weekend, there's cleaning and lots of walking to be done.

I'm kind of freaking out.  This morning I noticed, while putting lotion on my slightly achy legs, that there is a bubble.  Upon closer inspection, she must have hit my tattoo with the laser and there is a blister type bubble over the edge of it.  Why?  WHY?  I certainly hope this doesn't cause damage to my work.  That little bit on top of the other straw had me walking into work today with so much anxiety bubbling at me. I called the doctor and she said it "shouldn't" fade it and to keep bacitracin on it and treat it like a burn, which is technically what it is.

 

I thought we had a meeting tonight too, but realized mid-afternoon that I had it in my phone as next week.  Look closer at emails and sure enough! On one hand I'm happy to not need to run somewhere tonight, on the other  and making mistakes like that just fuels some of my anxieties. Yet another anxiety shifted from one worry (not being considered for an opportunity) to another.  Yep, it looks like I'll at least be considered for the opportunity.  How do I match up.... in some ways terribly in others I think I stand out.  Who knows.  Fingers crossed and preparations started.

 

You know, I'm currently reading Rick Springfield's book.  He talks about his constant visitor, depression, and he makes it sound like a cake walk.  Am I really just that messed up?  I see the sun out there instead of rain, I definitely need to go for a nice long walk now that I don't need to run out.  Maybe that's the type of therapy I need right now.

My Sunday was not overly productive, but I did cross some little things off of the list.  At least I got a nap in and some relaxing to prepare for my week.  Once again I feel like I'm over scheduled and here it is only Monday.  I also  managed to score a nice headache today, most likely from several hours in the lab.  I left early for another appointment in Altoona and then had to immediately haul back up the hill to meet a friend for dinner.  I broke the diet once again with a drink and some sushi (rice), so I have guilt riding me too.  Factor in the stress of wondering if I'll even get a shot to be compared and then some more recent imagery that just saddens me and here I am.  Even getting to see my niecey-poo's beautiful senior pictures isn't enough to negate the other things hovering around.  I would try to cheer myself up by saying "at least it didn't snow", but instead of snow it continues to rain here, which means a nice muddy yard and rather under-exercised dogs.

I really wish there was something to dial down the volume of the voices in my head.

I was up early enough to see the first big fat snowflakes falling.  I blame the dogs... I asked for another hour and just didn't get it.

Curses!  I hit the grocery store today, snagging a bag of salad and more dried cranberries, but I neglected to pick up another bag of pecans.  I do have a little left here, so my lunch was my first salad in penance for last night's intake.

I also focused on bagging up pants, pants that are too big for me now! YAY!  If they came off w/o unbuttoning, into the bag they went.  That's a little over 20 pairs, bagged up and going away for a year.  If I don't put the weight back on and require them in a year, off to Goodwill they will go.  I need to go through sweaters and separate out those that are too baggy and those that shrunk or ended up 'off' from washing to store and dispose of too, but I'll do that another day.

I'm just happy to be spending most of my day at home with my girls... don't expect me to accomplish too much.  It's raining still, I'll eventually venture out for today's walk in said rain, eventually.

Ok, I went, I walked for 15 minutes, shorter than normal, but I went!  I neglected to mention earlier how quickly things shifted from the last of the warm days and straight into all-out autumn in the past 36 hours.  I do love the autumn (minus the misty rain we currently have), even that crisp feeling, it holds the scent that is 100% fall and feels so good, despite it signalling the near arrival of winter.  It really settled in while I walked and realized it's time to pull out a set of gloves so I don't have to tuck my hands into pockets while clutching the leash.

Home sweet home.  I feel like I've been on "Go" every night this week.  At happy hour this evening I saw a major blast from the past walk in.  At first I could hardly believe my eyes that it was Jimmy, then when I saw his beautiful wife - I knew it was!  It's been years, and here they are living in Johnstown, who'da guessed I'm that out of touch.

I shot my diet to hell this evening in celebration of a departing colleague, but so be it.  Two delightful lambics and a pork bbq sandwich with sweet potato fries I'm home... and thinking I really need to go do at least a short walk tonight.  I mean, I DID get into a pair of pants this morning that I only remember being too tight since they were purchased.  Yes, definitely need to go walk.  I think tomorrow morning it's time to hit the grocery store and buy some lettuce to repent for the evening.

It's been a pretty busy week in spirit if not in actions.  I had a purse party in Altoona on Sunday, so that and a quick visit with mum before and after ate up much of that day.  Monday and tonight I hauled out for walks with the beasts, which seems to keep the evening moving quickly before me.  Last night I got word that Mithy was ready for some company so I packed up shortly after getting home from work and headed over to hand with her and my dear Addie.

I've got other activities in the next few days such as happy hours and, unfortunately, a funeral, so I may be a bit quiet.  It's funny how I sit around with nothing to do, longing for something more than the to do around the house list staring at me, but when I feel like I'm constantly running I tend to long for my couch and my puppy.  Proof I'm never happy?

So, I've had my days all mixed up.  Long story short I had today, instead of tomorrow, to get things done around here.  I still decided to sleep in, with the girls' cooperation, until 10:30.  I had to make a run to Fritz's since it's the last weekend they'll be open for produce, then into Ollies and Big Lots, as is my desire on weekends.  Not wishing us into the depths of winter, but I ended up picking up some new holiday wreaths for the front porch since my old greens are looking pretty ratty and a new entryway rug.

As for the less than desirable work I cleaned in the bathroom and vacuumed before I showered and after my running I was out scooping poop and cutting back some dead plants to make way for my faithful lawn-mowing assistance.  I'll tell you, I know I need to do more today, but for now I am just going to chill with a couple more episodes of Farscape and wait for the oven to beep.  I decided today's the day I am going to try Alton's butternut squash soup recipe.  Squash isn't suppose to be in the first phase of the diet, but I figured I'll have a bowl and freeze the rest if need be, just to get the pile of squashes off of my kitchen counter in the near term.

It's just after 6 and I have already walked two dogs for 40 minutes, and cooked and ate dinner!  I really need to leave work a smidge early more often.  I almost don't know what to do with myself!  There is, of course, still plenty to do, so I think I'll do some dusting and try to get the purses loaded in the vehicle while there is a break in the rain.  I already hung up the Peter Max that I ordered on September 11th too, it arrived today.  Admittedly, I wish I had a more prominent place for it, but this house is a bit of a challenge in terms of space in general.

Had lunch today with Miss Cindi, haven't seen her in person in a few years, since she moved away, so that was quite lovely.  I even managed to behave on the diet at Chili's which is no small feat with the lure of blackberry iced tea.  It helps that this morning (start of day 3) I was down 3lbs.  Yes, I'm counting the 1lb that I had seemed to gain back right before I kicked back in on this, I don't care if it was just water or swelling.

I saw this article this morning and wanted to share it with the world.  Bring Toronto's laws here!  Now if only there is a way to contain the back yard breeders as well.

Remember the great project exodus of 1999?  Yea, well I think it was renewed.  I've heard too many names in too short of a period of time and it ups my anxiety a bit.  As part of that exodus one slot will, in theory, be opening, unless it is absorbed.  I am going to toss my name into the hat, even though I am not confident that I'll be given a second glance.  Wish me luck.

Give me another round of luck as well, since I decided to go through the first phase of the 17 day diet again.  I've been stuck at a weight all month, despite trying (admittedly halfheartedly) to watch what I eat and still walking.  Must see the number change.

So, I came home today and noted immediately a big tuft of fur lifting out on Vixen.  I inspect further and she's got a wad of hair pulled out and a red irritated spot that looks like it was itchy.  Seriously, is she just jealous that Dani has a boo boo?  Frickin dogs.  It's been smothered in antibac cream, we'll see.

It's time.  Time to hop back on the 17 day diet phase 1 again.  I've been slacking and haven't seen any weight coming off despite my ongoing walking, so I need to kick start again.  I'm hoping this time I can take off 10 again with it this time around.  It's only going to get harder from here, as the fresh and delightful fruits go out of season.  *sigh*

I neglected to say in my earlier post that it is absolutely lovely outside today.  Perfect temp for the drive in a sweatshirt and shorts with the windows down.  The sun is out, the skies are blue and there are billowy clouds.  There won't be but a couple like it left this year at most.

It's not even 5:30 and I can already label today as a good day.  I had the draw to make the haul to Greensburg today, but I tried to fight it off for a little while.  Eventually I caved, conceding that if I got the mums planed out front I'd let myself go.  In addition to planting the mums I harvested a ton of nasturtium seeds.  These plants/flowers are said to do well in poor soil, so needless to say, they kick butt out front.  This year they were particularly prolific and have proven to have been rather fertile as well!  I'll be planting them next year, not cooking with them, for the record.

I had placed an online order for some additional Christmas gifts, showered, and headed on my way.  I can't say I bought much, but I did get a few more gifts, so I feel like I am well underway for this holiday season, which puts my mind at ease.  I also indulged and went to Olive Garden.  I had convinced myself I was NOT getting the chocolate mousse cake which is often my downfall there, I was good - until I saw the pumpkin cheesecake on the teaser menu.  DAMN YOU OG.  I'll just leave it saying I definitely need to go walk tonight.

I got lucky today and Petco had an opening to bathe Vix, so off we went first thing today.  While she was getting spa'd I did my running and finally got myself rolling on Christmas shopping.  I can mark NINE things in the notebook, YAY!  Prior to today I only had gifts for the two easiest people to shop for:  Beff and Niecey-poo.

After getting Vixen we stopped at Fritz's, their next to last weekend (boo), and the other little stand by my house.  This is the first time I stopped at this stand this year, but in years past I went there more often.  I was SO happy to see they had butternut squash!  I have been keeping an eye for it in Iggle with no luck.  That said I will be trying my hand at some homemade butternut squash soup sometime in the near future.  I also have the spaghetti squash from Thursday's farm box that I plan on cooking up today.  Let the fall comfort foods commence.

I'm also shooting to get the stencil back on the one wall in the bathroom this weekend, it really shouldn't take more than 20 minutes to do, it just needs done!  The summer comforter is in the wash and will be put away, switched out for something warmer by days end.  I actually kicked on the heat this morning when I noted that the house was down to 61.

Last week Danika's bump (which has been around for 3 years now) near her shoulder blades ended up open, bloodied up, and pretty gross.  I had cleaned it and it had scabbed over, but on Tuesday it was open and gross once again.  So, yesterday we hit the vet where she came home with two different pills to take and a topical.  She also has a nice shaved spot on her back

Looks pretty eh?  Anyhow, she's not too thrilled about swallowing these big honking pills, and I know she doesn't trick easily with hot dogs, so she isn't happy with me and it's only day one of medication.

Note that we didn't get to see my preferred vet as he's been swamped, but I'm hoping he'll do the follow up visit.  We're working to get the swelling down and get it healed up, then we'll assess if it should be removed.  They do still feel it's just a sebaceous cyst, nothing threatening, but it could have "eruptions" for lack of better phrasing in the future if we don't carve it out.

The furnace has been fixed... and, thank goodness, it wasn't an obscene cost.  With parts, labor, and cleaning (both furnaces) I came in a bit over $300.  I'll SO take that, especially since I was worried I would be dropping closer to a grand (with my luck).  So, as I bumped into the tenant as he returned home and we were finishing up with the cleaning I learned he found a place of his own.  So... the apartment will be available again soon.  Anyone looking for a single-bedroom, furnished place in Richland?  (Prb ready mid-late October.)

It's hard to believe it's been 10 years.  We all remember the level of shock that settled in on our hearts and minds.  I remember sitting transfixed and watching TV late at night, unwilling to turn it off and go to bed.  Once again in the past so many days I have been pulled into the television shows about the survivors, the last calls from those who died, and the most telling photos.  What touches me the most is that on one level we all knew the people who escaped the towers went through smoke and fire, but until you hear some of the detailed stories, you don't know how close to hell those routes were.

I only pray that those who passed that day rest in peace, may those with mental and emotional scars from escaping that day know calm, and may those who lost a loved one find comfort in the better place their loved ones surely must be.  As for me, I've been feeling drawn to head back to church the past few weeks... here I am awake in time... so I think I'm heading to church.  At least no one should look at me as strangely since it is a significant day, despite the fact that I haven't been there in probably 3 1/2 years.

Today was another day of the mundane.  I had another pedicure this afternoon.  I have to admit, I am pretty impressed that my last one was growing out and still hadn't chipped, not one little bit.  I did a little bit of running and was going to meet Beff for dinner, but Nyko's was closed for some group event.

I made an attempt to attach the pipes out back using the pvc glue I picked up at the Depot last night on the way back from toona and further inspected the low voltage lights out front.  They too haven't worked since the electrical "event", but I had previously figured it was because that plug was on the same circuit as the furnace.  Tried resetting the power supply and then decided to plug it into an outlet I know is functioning (instead of digging for the plug tester).  No dice.  That said, I guess I'm spending the money on another power supply.  Go figure, they didn't even last one full summer.

At least it was warmer today and there wasn't even a drop of rain.  There is still a nice path of water/river in my back yard, but most of it is dry enough for the girls to run around a little bit, which is good since they're all pent up energy right now.  I guess I should take Saf for a walk tonight, but I dunno.

It's been a mentally busy week that's for sure.  It wound down today with me heading out of work early for an appointment, but needing to leave even earlier to meet the furnace guy who called noting he was able to swing in.  They took a look, tinkered, and after seeing what I had noted that no error code was flashing and their initially attempts to debug ... they're not sure.  They think something got fried and they're ordering something.  I think it was a board, but, ... well, in on ear out the other.  The good news is they were here and gone in time for me to get on the road to Altoona.

There I went through another laser hair removal session.  My second session on my lower legs is next month.  This month I figured I'd start to tidy up the bikini line (dark hair and pale flesh aren't the best of playmates) and my armpits.  I'd so love to not need to shave my pits.  Heck, even if I only had to do it every now and again I'd be thrilled.  Every day leads to ingrown hairs and other nastiness.

I had dinner with mum at a local place she enjoys and headed back up the hill.  It was a good day, but felt might 'busy'.  For a third night in a row, it's barely 10pm and I'm ready to go to bed.

It was a bit warmer and the rain stopped for a little while (although it's back once again).  I guess we're pretty lucky compared to the folks an hour and a half to two hours east.

Earlier this week I had a hankering for wings and sent out the mass invite.  Tonight it was on at the Orchard.  I think there was more people there than we ever had on our regular wing nights.  You see, back in the day our crew headed out on Thursday nights for wings and/or quarter beers etc at Dougherty's.  Eventually we started also hitting the Orchard.  With Dougherty's being a distant memory in this town, the Orchard it was.  I've got to say though, if I come a half an hour ahead of the 10-15 people I was expecting, you really should do a better job of trying to make space for us.  Further, making me wait until darn near 20 after 7 to order a drink, much less my food - not cool.  So, I think they disappointed one person who had never been there before and had a small crew leave without ordering thanks to the delays and seating discomforts.

Regardless, I'm home after eating stuff I really shouldn't be... and I am so not walking tonight.  I think it's time for early to bed, another sign of the swiftly approaching fall/winter... I just want to sleep.

Last night I enjoyed a fire in the fireplace, it nicely warmed up the living room given the crappy colder, rainy weather.  Looks like I might need to pull out the space heaters way sooner than I'd like.  It would be nice to know I could just flip on the furnace... but alas, I missed the furnace guy today, getting his message only as I was leaving work.  *sigh* So I'm back on the waiting list to get an appointment.

Of course, I now think I need to try and get Danika into the vet, which is complicated by Dr. Sanderson being out tomorrow and having an appointment of my own on Friday.  You see, she has had this lump, perhaps you recall reading about it, since after a shot several years ago.  It's pretty much between her shoulder blades.  Now, I don't know if it was truly from the shot or just a coinky-dink, but it's there.  Anyhow, last night I noticed that she had a wound up high on her shoulder.  At first I though "SOB, when the hell did she and Vixen have an issue", then I noted her trying to scratch at it and recalling she's been scratching more than normal.  It needed cleaning so I was on the task with my peroxide.  I poked, prodded, looked closely at the wound, and I didn't find the aforementioned bump and now think that she scratched it open.  Yay, but why?  what?  I cleaned it again tonight, hopefully we'll keep infection away.

The good news is I think the impromptu gutter cleaning last night helped. The bad news is we're under a flood watch through Thursday, so mother nature has many more opportunities to thwart my efforts.

My work day went pretty fast with the task I have at hand. I didn't get much 'done', but my efforts kept me busy. Had a good tension headache rocking up the back of my neck and around my head when I left, but that has faded since I got home without drugs. Three more days to go.

I got up and headed to Altoona to feed mom some of the grubbage I made earlier in the weekend, with a two-pack of steaks in tow to grill. After we ate we headed to do some visiting again and I headed out from there to come back up the mountain.

My immediate order of business, despite the ongoing rain, was to go try and figure out why my gutters and downspouts at the one corner of the house are creating an issue inside. They are after all calling for rain through Thursday, along with a flood watch. Never mind the mid-50s predicted for tomorrow and mid-60s for the two days after that. Yay Johnstown. Regardless, I took the covers off and they were still loaded with junk DESPITE the gutter covers having been there. WTF. I scooped everything I could from the primary culprit (in the rain, teetering on my ladder higher than I like), and left the covers off. We'll see if that helps.

BTW, this commercial is still running, it just came on as I was typing this post. I can't be the only one who finds it incredibly disgusting. I guess it's not as rancid as this one.

Despite the ongoing heat this morning I got my rear outside and pulled out the dead/dying plants, leaving behind only what is still blooming in the flower gardens, tossed the emptied tomato and pepper plants, and pulled all of my nearly dried up perennials out of their containers. Yes, I think fall is that imminent. Another weekend, maybe a month or so and I'll be pulling the rest from the flower beds and putting out the shovels. Whee.

I had the joy of catching up with Kath, Mark, and Mikey for Chinese tonight. I looked back in my old posts to see it's been 3 1/2 months since the last time we all got caught up there and let me tell you how long overdue that is. It's so good to be around people that make me forget about what's going on in my mind and to have a smile on my face.

After dinner I came back and decided to go walk in the rain with Saf. She had a bug up her butt and was bouncing around, and walking in the rain has, historically, been very therapeutic, so off we went. 45 minutes later and I had some thoughts filtered out through my mind.

1). It's become clear to me in recent weeks where I feel I went wrong with my ex so many years ago, what led to where things went. I don't like looking those reasons in the face, but I'll own them because I know that I need to keep them close if I want a chance with someone else.

2). With more recent events... there is only two reasons why the things that are being said and done are occurring. Either...

He has not truly experienced love. Sure, they claim to have been in love with someone who broke their heart, but if you know what that level of love and heartache can be, you would never knowingly subject someone else to it. Perhaps they simply do not know better.

I don't know how much water this theory holds. Yes, I think at this stage this person is only capable of loving themselves and their child. I think it's further evidenced by the fact that he would choose actions that look like he cares about a current girlfriend (even though after they started dating he was still hitting on me) and then revert into baiting me again while they remain together. Regardless, I do think on some sick level they loved the person they cheated on a spouse with. How that leaves me thinking that they probably cheated on that person as well is just a little beyond all logic, but it's my gut and I've been learning to trust its instincts.

...or...

He hates me. I did something I don't know I did during the course of nearly four years of on and off to bring this hatred upon myself. He feels like he was wronged somewhere along the way and they want to somehow get even for their pain they felt.

If this is the case, all I can say is I truly don't know what I did. From my vantage point I was the one who was chewed up and spit out repeatedly. I wanted nothing more than for him to want me the way I wanted him. When his affection turned away and returned I guess my idiot heart wanted to think that there was a deep draw there, or a realization that I really was a better option than they initially realized.

Did I "strong arm" him, keeping him at a distance (his phrasing)? You bet I did. After the first time I was squashed I didn't want to put my heart back in the vice. I didn't dare press for more as I knew where I stood, even if I couldn't stand up for myself and say I deserved better. I didn't press for more time, to hear their voice on the phone more often, for any expression of affection. Maybe if I had pressed and risk that denial I could have ran the other way long ago, maybe I wouldn't still be so hurt.

It eats at me. I was doing so well since I did force the issue and made him say it would be "best if we didn't speak". That lasted for what... 4 1/2 - 5 months? So why did he decide to rise from the dead to haunt me once again?

I had to flip the breaker to kick on the air today as it was pretty darn warm out there. I made my run to Fritz's for fruit and through Ollies looking for more chopped garlic in a jar (no dice). The dishes are washed and away, the carpet is vacuumed and the kitchen floor is scrubbed. To make my world seem more in line my lawn care was tended to today too.

Some things got done, I didn't go walking since it was so warm (piss poor excuse, I know) and I sit here on a Saturday night alone, again. Alone isn't ideal, but it beats the pseudo-dates I've had in the past. You know, never mind with dinner or romance, let's just hang out, but not at a respectable hour. It's just as bad as being invited out on a lunch date. I do keep reminding myself to be glad that is a thing of the past and I hope there is someone out there that will see me for the catch I am, be willing to be seen with me, and treat me well. Hurry up buddy.

Oh! Forgot to mention that my fence was (at long last) repaired yesterday. So, there is no longer a big nasty looking bend where that one tree fell. Where another pine tree has grown significantly since 1999, when the fence was put in, some of the fencing was trimmed away so it isn't bending and popping off of the posts. YAY!

It's Saturday morning, I'm already showered... now what. I have desires to go out shopping, but for what? I don't need anything and frankly, since I've cut back it's nice to see more money sitting in my checking account, I'd like to continue that. I should be cleaning, but it all seems futile sometimes. Dust this... no one but me sees it and then it needs dusted again in just a few short days.

I followed my new cooking ventures last night, so I don't even have that to do. With some of the goodies from my porch garden and some from my farm box I tried:
- Eggplant fritters: meh. They were a bit bitter. I think it's due to the baking soda they called for, but it was in the recipe, so... either way, wasn't impressed.
- Stuffed peppers: were pretty darn good. The yellow peppers from my plants went into something yummy and they didn't upset my stomach too much as a pile of green peppers probably would have. I'll accept this as a viable method to get ricotta cheese to my mouth since pasta needs to be an infrequent occurrence.
- Apple slaw: I had a coleslaw made with apples at a restaurant in MD with Rex a few months ago and it was so yummy. I'm completely at a loss when it comes to cooking with cabbage, so I hunted this recipe down and gave it a try. While I could still SMELL cabbage, which is not a favorite of mine, it was still pretty good, but not as good as the stuff from Union Jack's.

Since I left work a bit early yesterday due to having some hours built up the cooking was done early enough for me to head out to a movie. Since I really hate that they charge you extra for 3D movies, which rarely have anything that look 3D and force me to wear glasses, which I hate to do, I didn't hit the movie I think I would have enjoyed more. Instead I went to "Don't be afraid of the dark". I should know better than to go to remakes. It was watchable, but frankly not that great. The house was gorgeous, I'd love to have the tree/leaf windows and doors, but that's about that most appealing part. The little girl's acting was pretty bad, especially when she was being attacked. I don't quite get how they didn't kill her when they "had her" a couple of times there. I also get irritated with a movie when the people do not respond in a realistic manner to what is happening. Guess what, if I KNOW there are little fairy-troll things in my house, I'm gone yo. You also can't keep saying "every penny I have is in this house" and be driving around in a BMW. No believing you.

It's pretty sad that my life is so boring that I can't stand needing to go to work, but frankly, it's the most happening thing I've got going on and I've "spent" all of my ideas last night between the food and the movie.

With the ongoing challenges at work (I'll leave it at that) I know I shouldn't complain, but I feel less than awesome about my current alignment there. I'm a bit bored, struggling to figure out how to contribute with the current state of things, and struggling to wrap my mind around things. One more day and I get a long weekend, I just need to focus on that right now.

I've been good, walking each night since Monday, but no where near the hour I put in then. Hell, my legs, up by my hips, are still sore from Monday. Funny how different it is walking outside than on a treadmill. I figure I should take advantage of what's left of the nice weather. I did, after all, see a maple tree turning red on my walk with Saffy this evening.

I survived Monday and headed out by 4 to wait for the DirecTV service guy. They promptly swapped out the box and ta-da! With plenty of evening left even after I ate dinner, and a bit of enthusiasm to see the numbers on the scale start dropping again I headed out on a NICE long walk with Vixen. We got about an hour in, so that's a win. On the way back in however I busted the game-player in a drive past of my house. I really and truly do not understand. If I wind up dead in a ditch somewhere... I guess this was the warning signs I missed.

My weekend is almost over once again. How sad. I headed past Altoona first thing yesterday to attend the Miche team meeting. It was a must since I earned my September shells for free! 11. ELEVEN of them this month, what a good month to put in my effort. I'm so excited to head out carrying my bag to show off what's new. Matter of fact, I was so psyched when I came home I spun up a new blog just for Miche and a matching twitter account.

Of course, once you head that way you've got to stop in Altoona. My brother was also in town from Ohio, so double the reason. It was good to see him and he looks better than I've seen him in quite a while. We had dinner at an aunt's place and then the storms rolled in. I figured I should head up the mountain before it got too dark and was surprised to find the storms weren't the whole way up past 53 even.

I'm still without the ideal DirecTV situation in the bedroom after the storm issues last week, but I've got DirecTV coming tomorrow evening to investigate further. I suspect the HDMI out on the receiver got fried.

Today's major cheat? I've got meatballs cooked and dunked into some fresh sauce sauteing in the kitchen. That means some pasta is in order for dinner. Of course, I already have a bit of a headache, and without eating much pasta in recent months I dunno if it's wise. I do suspect I have some food allergies for sure, which could just be exacerbated by the pasta.

Oh and I had yet another text yesterday. I just don't get what his motivation is. Why would you want to torment me? You didn't want me, you broke my heart time and again. Is it fun for you???

This morning I had an epiphany when I went to curl my hair. It didn't want to turn on either, which was very odd. Oh look, the GFCI was popped. That took out the whole bedroom. Went to the kitchen and one of the two there was also popped and had taken out the stove and living room, etc. Ok, so now I have power again... but the furnace still wants to blow when it has power and the directv in the bedroom won't cooperate and give me a signal.

Small victory, two more battles.

As to the idiot... another oops? Yea, don't think so. Not sure why some people need to keep people reeled in. Not happening dude.

12:36pm. They called me for addl info at 6ish and said it should be addressed by 8pm. I call them now and they say they talked to me... when my phone didn't ring and I wasn't here, uh, no... but that, ultimately, it's not on their end. Seriously? So I get to spend tomorrow calling asshole electricians in the area that won't return my calls and will probably treat me like an idiot because I'm female. Rest assured if I PAY someone and they tell me it's not in the house I'm going to have a shit fit Penelec. I guess I'm wearing black to work tomorrow too, since I still won't have lights in the bedroom when I wake up *day 2*

BTW... I was not here because Mithy needed some quality time. I go there and out of the blue douche-bag kangaroo starts messaging me? Go f yourself.

I am still at half power, despite calling Penelec after work today after learning that a house can, in fact, lose half of it's power. So... wtf. They called to get more info after I called them, but then didn't call me with any other information despite saying they should have someone in the area by 8pm.

So... does that mean I need to call an electrician? WTF do I do from here? The circuit with the furnace is still turned off to avoid it from running constantly. not cool.

My house is possessed. A storm rolled through this morning and in addition to scaring the crap out of Saffy and I at one point it also did something to the power here. I started to drift back to sleep when the blower kicked on... I could swear it was off, so I get up and look. Sure enough the thermostat reads off. No heat, no a/c should be running. So why is it running and running and running?! Shortly later I realized I also don't have power in the bedroom, part of the living room, and the stove is out.

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What a happening day. I had to run out for an appointment across town, so I pinged Miss Angela for lunch - and what great fortune - she was able to escape her slave driver for an hour. So, we got to sit and chat a bit and scarf at the Village Street Cafe. For dinner I had the fortune of receiving a text message from eL-eL which led me for sushi, which I haven't had in quite a while - I've been a very good girl in terms of not eating out a lot.

I'm sure when I said it was a happening day you said "really, what's shakin?" ah, yes, pun intended... so we supposedly had an earthquake reach us here today. I didn't feel a thing. I sat in the one portion of a lab upstairs and heard a couple of guys in from out of town saying "what was that? was that an earthquake?" to which I pointed out that the floor often shakes when someone walks down the hallways. They insisted that no, that's not what they felt. I just thought they were nuts, but then I got a message from someone in the other building saying "did you feel that?!" Ceiling tiles fell? Cube walls swaying? I think they're all a bit nuts. There just is no way. I think the most credible confirmation was hearing the woman in the bathroom stall down from me on the phone talking about it. Um, yea, gross lady. I guess the government is in on this conspiracy too since they have it up on the USGS's website and all. That's okay... my mind will firmly stay in a state (metaphysical and geographic) that does NOT HAVE EARTHQUAKES.

My tummy has been displeased most of the day, and later in the day I was freezing. Not a good sign. Then this evening I tried to get in tune with myself as I laid on the couch in long pants, a sweatshirt, socks, and a blanket while still cold and realized that I did feel a bit off. A quick pull on the thermometer... 100.5 meh. I don't get sick. Not gonna allow it.

I've really been lazy recently. I just can't find the motivation to do anything (clean, get on the treadmill, cook). I did actually make something Friday night and I am so proud of how it turned out. I had several green peppers here and no idea what to do with them. Green peppers tend to 'repeat' on me, but I got lucky on this meal. First I broiled them to a beautiful black top, then sliced them up and put them into an adhoc soup concoction of tomatoes, freshly roasted garlic, chicken, fresh dill, and fresh parsley. It turned out a major yum. I was so proud of it I made sure to head to visit mom yesterday and take her some to show off. How funny is it that her cooking plans for the day were for a tomato-pepper soup too. Just because she uses green beans in hers, mine wins.

I think I'll make some chicken-carrot soup tonight to use up some chicken that needs cooked. Now, if I get cooking and throw the sheets in the wash, maybe I can get myself moving on some other things.

As an aside, I gotta mention something that peeved me a bit the other day. I ran in to pick up some donuts for the crew at work one morning last week. I watched as the couple in front of me ordered. Well, she ordered her drink the way she wanted it and then walked off, leaving him to pay. Seriously? Quit being mooches women. Why carry that big (ugly in this case) purse on your shoulder if you don't have money to cover yourself inside?

I do wonder who killed the possum I just found in my back yard... and when. At least they didn't rip it up. *shiver* Came home also to the bonus check tonight. Yay! What is it about getting a check that makes you want to go spend money?

So, I need to go hunting for some recipes. This week's box of goodies was quite heavy! I did actually keep some of the green beans this time. I'm not a huge fan of green beans, so, we'll see if I can convince myself otherwise.

Mum is headed back home today, so she must still be feeling pretty good. It's a bit warmer again, which is nice for me, but probably not fantastic for her if it keeps heading that direction. The past few nights it was chilly enough that I had to close the window in the living room and laid down with a blanket on me. Yep, fall is almost here - the time when I start cursing my presence in Johnstown. Don't get me wrong, I love autumn, it's that dreaded season that comes next that I loathe which starts to bite at us before its time.

Last night and tonight I was rockin' the nappage after work. I don't know what my issue is but I'll blame the larger amount of reading I've had to do at work. I don't know why that drains me so. Three cheers for boring old me.

I did take Dani to Petco yesterday to allow her to birthday shop, but today is actually her birthday. She's 6! How did that happen? Granted, she was just turning 2 when she joined us, but geez time flies. So, after getting up and singing to her I got myself organized and headed to Altoona to visit mum. She's still staying at my aunts, but seems to be doing pretty well. She wasn't wearing her oxygen the entire time I was there, shame on her, but didn't seem to be straining even after she was moving about making a sammie etc. So, that was a pleasant surprise.

I was out running today after doing some light cleaning, laundry, dishes, and the such. I happened to see someone that I know only by acquaintance. When I first saw them they seemed to be beaming. As they passed I asked "how's it going?" to get a reply of "excellent". What's the secret to being even half that happy? Please, someone let me in on it.

While life is busy, sometimes it's important to cast some things that are 'outstanding' aside and make time to sit down and do nothing (but drink and eat crap you know you shouldn't). That was my evening... the reason for doing nothing but chilling and talking? My Mithy. It's good to sit at the 'bi and have some time. Plus, three cheers for Friday. Can I get an Amen?

Yes, when I see a 'friend' on facebook or a person at work list pets available because they are [insert piss poor reason here] (moving, having a kid, too busy, not able to give the pet enough exercise, etc) I want to write a strongly worded letter and promptly remove that person from my existence.

Why do people not recognize the commitment that comes with owning a pet when they decide to get the pet? You're an idiot, an asshole, and a waste of air.

I have a similar distaste for people who lists a new litter of puppies or kittens available. STOP IT. KNOCK IT THE FRELL OFF. Who do you think you are? No, your animal isn't that awesome or special as to be good enough to breed.

Quit being part of the problem.

I've taken up extreme gardening... extreme in that I was out front trying to weed after the official sunset time. I wasn't on the treadmill tonight either *sigh* too many stupid things, mostly telephone calls getting in the way.

It sounds like mom's one doctor is saying she can head out tomorrow, but the other had said she'd be there for at least 5 days. From Sunday, 5 days, or from today, 5 days... either way, that doesn't compute. So, not really sure what's going on. The good news is the drug she was on which is often given for congestive heart failure is to treat the symptoms of, and not exclusive to heart failure. It sounds like they've gotten her heart rate closer to where it should be, but she's still on constant oxygen. The prospect of her leaving to a home w/ a bathroom upstairs and no central air isn't appealing. I guess the plan, for now, is that she'll go to my one aunt's where it's at least all one level, but still no central air. I've got the central air, but 3 dogs = fur, and I'm in Johnstown, far from all of the people that are visiting her like crazy. So, I know my place isn't an option to her. Fortunately, it's cooling down nicely tonight, so it should be easy to cool down the houses.

We had a couple of hella downpours at work today. Surprisingly there isn't a mud pit at the back of my yard, so small victory there.