Monday, July 28, 2008


I would like to thank Jeanne for some pretty powerful positivity. I managed to get the past rent worked out and on a more even keel financially (money is still good though).

With that load of stress less I am feeling better. More energy the whole 9 yards. And I even feel vaguely Optimistic about the future. Heck I may even go buy a lottery ticket (that will put Jeanne to the test).

The picture today is my poor toe after I sat in a chair that was on it. And yes it hurts. What amazes me is how many other people say they have done the same thing! I thought I was one of the few that were that klutzy.

Since this is my second self inflicted wound in as many weeks I am avoiding the kitchen tonight (at least that is my excuse). Last weekend The bandaid for the blister on my booby caused a boo boo. (hows that for alliteration!)

When we bug bombed the house I turned off the gas to the oven. The oven is a pain to relight and during the hour long fight I dropped the lighter on my breast causing a burn that blistered. Neosporing and a Bandaid helped that heal but the bandaid took the top layer of skin off when I went to remove it, Causing a fresh boo boo on my boobie. Ain't that fun. (no picture of the boobie, this isn't that kind of blog).

Tuesday, July 22, 2008


Life sucks. I haven't been posting because life has been spiraling out of control. you would think I would be use to it by now but I doubt I will ever get use to the feeling of the word falling out from under me and being slammed up against reality. And once again I say I am too old for this.

Financial problems is a young persons game, and as much as I would like to deny it I am not a young person anymore. I have spent my whole life trying to climb out of the hole I started out in. Every once in a while I will get a peak over the top and then the floor drops out from under me. So once again I say Life sucks

expect it to be a little bit before the next post.

PS: money and positivity welcomed

Monday, July 07, 2008

Celebrating Independance

Remember when you were a child and you were convinced that grown ups had all the fun? No one made them go to bed and their was no one to say no to the cool new toy and they didn't have to do things they didn't want to. Let em tell you that was the life. Even if that life only occurred in my child's imagination.

Being an adult has been a big let down, not that I really want to be a child again but I sure would like to relive some of the highlights. The boundless energy, someone else cooking and cleaning up after me, feeling like the weekends lasted forever. I miss that.

This weekend was the 4th of July and we celebrated Independence. Every once in a while I feel compelled to remind people just like our childhood view of being a grown up, Independence has its down side too. Its called responsibility. There are days I am not sure it is worth it. As I told Indra this weekend I could really use one weekend when the hardest decision I had to make was what to wear. For just that one day someone else would cook and clean and take care of things and I could do whatever, even if it was nothing. Cause I can do alot of nothing.

So enough philosophy. On to business, I was in training all last week and therefore was unable to blog. Something about paying attention and learning. They also switched my schedule and I had to be in at 8:30 am, unfortunately my brain doesn't function well until 9am. that gap caused me some issues. I am really not a morning person. (and the chairs in training are killing my back, (Indra says it sounds like sex only painful when I try to move at night).

Last weekend we went to a pick your own place I found, and got 1.5 gallons blueberries and .5 gallons blackberries. This prompted some canning. My jelly did not set (not that I expected it to since I played fast and loose with the instructions) but blueberry sauce / syrup is still plenty good in my book. I had forgotten how much work it is to can and more importantly how hot it gets. In the process of canning I managed to slice my finger open on a pair of tongs. I also burned my tongue tasting things (and I would do it again in a heart beat, very nummy). Despite this I want to can other things, I had started to forget what real food tastes like and how much better home canned is than store bought.

This weekend was thankfully a long weekend. I had a flat tire on the way home on Thursday and then Friday had to go back for them to see if they could figure out why my tires are going bald so fast. I of course got too hot and that shut down Friday and Saturday for me. Indra has been down sick (or at least thoroughly miserable) and was starting to feel well enough Sunday to be bored crabby. I spent alot of Sunday trying to make up for two days of nothing. I almost made it too, if my back hadn't hurt so much I would have gotten the laundry done.

I have been lax on my knitting, to hot, the dog has been invasive, the needles to slippery, and my eyes were not focusing. I think those are all good reasons but I still feel guilty. I have new bamboo needles to help with the slipperyness and have decided to use a cookie sheet instead of a pencil box to magnetize my lace pattern to. I don't know when I am going to be able to go thru the craft room and return it to order and functionality. Right now my back hurts too much and I am overwhelmed, by everything.