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|Thursday, August 26th, 2010|
|Sunday, August 22nd, 2010|
Damn. Anyone want a puppy around Halloween? Because if not, they're going in trick-or-treat bags.
|Tuesday, May 25th, 2010|
My girls with their towels at the bus stop.
|Wednesday, March 24th, 2010|
Home from the hospital. Everything went well. Follow up visit on Tuesday.
|Monday, March 22nd, 2010|
In case anyone is unaware, Scott is going in for surgery tomorrow. It is not a heart surgery; they are changing his pacemaker since the main battery is running low. We'll be at Children's in Seattle overnight.
Wish us luck!
|Tuesday, December 1st, 2009|
Anyone on my F'list good with art and willing to help me out? I have an image for my next tattoo but it needs to be fiddled with. And I don't have any better program than Paint, nor do I have the skill to use a better program.
|Tuesday, November 24th, 2009|
Feeling mostly healed at this point. Still having a little pain in my knee, and frequent tension headaches, but otherwise good. Heading out to K&S's for Thanksgiving. It should be a lot of fun. Not much else going on. I went to a party over the weekend and neither hid in the corner nor felt the need to drink myself calm. I didn't much want to leave the house again the next day, though. Current Mood: complacent
|Friday, November 6th, 2009|
We just watched an incredibly stupid movie The Husband picked out. Next
). Credits roll, and The Husband asks "So, what did you think?"
I think the entire movie could have been completed in about 30 seconds. Julianne Moore walks into an office in her FBI suit and says:
"Excuse me, Mr. Higher-Up-In-The-FBI-Type-Person, we have a missing nuke somewhere here in the US, probably stolen by the French (WTF?). I would like to spend valuable time and resources tracking down and coercing the help of a Vegas magician who, if we can catch him, can give us no more than two minutes warning."
Next scene, Julianne Moore is walking out of an office and we hear the sound of people laughing so hard the walls are shaking.
how the movie should have gone, and then I wouldn't have wasted 96 minutes that I could have been playing WoW.
|Thursday, November 5th, 2009|
Feeling better. Things in my knee seem to have shifted back to where they are supposed to be. At this point it looks much worse than it is. Actually, it looks rather like a rotten grapefruit, very unpleasant. My shoulder is causing issues though, and prompted another round of x-rays yesterday. I haven't gotten the results back from that yet. But I am able to get up and around and cook, which is a very good thing. Current Mood: achy
|Sunday, November 1st, 2009|
So, I am confined to my couch for the foreseeable future. The first nice day in a week, so I decided to go out on the bike. I came around a corner, and there are cows in the road. I tried to quick-stop, but due to being out of practice at that and wet pavement, I went down. My knee is swollen and bruised, but the X-rays look good. 4 stitches there. And my head is killing me. Otherwise, I'm okay. My gear did it's job. Probably need to replace my helmet. Current Mood: sore
|Thursday, August 6th, 2009|
|RETURN OF THE MUSIC MEME
Step 1: Put your music player on random. (put all your music in there)
Step 2: Post the first line (or so, some are hard) from the first 30 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what SONG AND ARTIST the lines come from.
Step 4: Strike out the songs when someone guesses correctly (No lyric hunting! That is cheating!)( Yay! I love this one!Collapse )
|Wednesday, July 8th, 2009|
|Things are not going well
On June 27th, I hit a raccoon in my awesome new car. At 60 mph. Cracked the bumper, cracked the grill, pushed in the fog lamp assembly, and did something to the AC condenser that is causing it to leak water. Luckily, insurance is covering all but $500 of the repairs, and it goes in to the shop next Monday.
This past Sunday, I got pulled over for having my license plate in the front windshield. No ticket, as the officer was very nice and just gave me a warning to get it fixed, but still. First time I've been stopped since leaving Bremerton.
Today, I took the bike to the gas station. I made it into town, got about a mile from home, and she dies. I pull off, check the fuel, try it again. She tries to start, but doesn't catch. So I have to walk halfway home before someone stops to give me a ride. Now The Husband is on his way here so we can get the bike into the truck and get her back home.
This is not a good couple of weeks for me, transportation-wise.
ETA: Bike is working now. Apparently when I switched over to reserve, I flooded the engine. I didn't give enough time for it to fix itself, seeing as how I was frantic to get home since I had kids waiting for me. Now I feel stupid. Current Mood: grumpy
|Monday, June 8th, 2009|
|Back from June Faire
The event was great. The wedding was beautiful. Eternal Rose (us) and the Golden Scourge camped mostly together, and we all made new friends. And we discovered the usefulness of having two very large men who work/worked as bouncers camping with us.
Saturday night, several members of camp wandered around the site, trying to get a group of people together for a drinking game. Pickings were slim, so they were a little less selective than they probably should have been. We had an individual named Bob among the group who came to the camp. He seemed okay, if a little weird. Then he started talking about the girls up here compared to Nevada, where he came from. (They can have him back; I'd be okay with that.) Mostly, we ignored him, until he made the statement that he was surprised when girls in Washington would punch him for smacking them on the ass. This prompted several women in our encampment to get angry. One of our camp-mates (Big Sexy, one of the bouncers) told him repeatedly to change the subject quick, fast, and in a hurry. He didn't. I was standing right next to him when he said that girls in "booty shorts" were asking for getting an ass-slap. I went off. I informed him in no uncertain terms was any woman, at any time, no matter how she was dressed, asking for sexual assault of any nature. This person decided it would be a good idea to debate this point with me. The Bride winged a half-full water bottle at his head, but missed due to intoxication. I was so angry that I was shaking and nearly yelling at him, and Big Sexy told him he was done and started leading him to the edge of camp. Asshole decided to continue arguing the point at the 'door'. At that moment, The Groom and Tai-bo (other bouncer) showed up and the three of them convinced him very quickly of the wisdom of shutting his mouth and walking away.
We apparently had another incident that same night wherein a drunk decided to grab for an underage camp-mate. I wasn't witness to that, but I understand his move was blocked and he was also escorted away from camp.
Other than that crap, things went very well. All in all, I was thrilled with the whole weekend.
But I'm still glad to be able to shower! Current Mood: cheerful
|Wednesday, June 3rd, 2009|
Taking five from packing for June Faire. This year will be extra special. Not only do we have very good friends getting married at this event, but it also marks 10 years since The Husband and I said our vows. I am very excited about this. Less enthusiastic about packing and driving, but that's the price you pay. Current Mood: busy
|Thursday, May 14th, 2009|
|Things I have learned this week
1. I have really good kitchen knives with very sharp edges.
2. The ER at Valley General is exceptional. Very nice and very fast.
3. It is very difficult to wash your hands when you can't get the middle finger of one hand wet.
4. Cooking dinner by proxy is difficult too.
5. Don't let people borrow your motorcycle.
6. The desire to ride increases daily when you can't do so.
|Monday, April 27th, 2009|
Intersting bit of trivia I learned this morning:
Violet Jessop, well-known survivor of the sinking of both the RMS Titanic
and her sister ship, HMHS Britannic
, was also on board the third of White Star's Olympic class (RMS Olympic
)on September 20, 1911. On that date, Olympic
collided with the RMS Hawke
, a British warship.
Surprisingly (to me, at least) she continued to work aboard ships as a stewardess for White Star, the Red Star Line, and the Royal Mail Line until retiring in 1950. She died of congestive heart failure in 1971.
|Saturday, April 18th, 2009|
Yay! I was able to ride today for the first time since November or so. I was so happy. I didn't go far, only to Red Apple and back, but it was enough. And I spent some time giggling at people on bikes who obviously don't know how to ride, but have a bad-ass bike anyway.
|Friday, April 17th, 2009|
Today, I paid attention when I got dressed. I did something with my hair other than a bun or ponytail, I am wearing make-up, perfume and (gasp, shock, surprise) jewelry. And why? What exactly did I get all put together for?
My weekly grocery shopping.
I need a life. Current Mood: blah
|Saturday, April 11th, 2009|
Having just spent two hours coloring 18 eggs with three children aged four, nine, and 11 I can state unequivocally that I hate Easter.
Except the candy. Current Mood: exhausted
|Friday, February 13th, 2009|
| The Ice Stone has melted! Current Mood: silly