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Choose Your Own Adventure™ time:
( Sibs-in-law at Dave and Buster's. )
( Earth Day in Lawrence. )
( Various hodgepodge. )
( Sibs-in-law at Dave and Buster's. )
( Earth Day in Lawrence. )
( Various hodgepodge. )
If I can't update it with minimal frustration from my Droid, I haven't been updating it (social networking sites, that is).
My life has managed to slip completely out of my control. I'm busy trying to remedy this. Meanwhile, I've been neglecting all but the necessities.
Had a bunch of things I wanted to talk about, but with a lesson plan due for class tomorrow and only a couple of hours before I need to at least TRY to get some sleep, that will not be happening tonight. Anything of particular depth will not be happening here for a while, sadly.
Sooo... I guess if you want details on any of these things, ask and I'll elaborate upon them, but in lieu of that, maybe this weekend I'll have the time/energy for some kind of legitimate update.
In Real Life:
1. We had our oldest cat put down. He was thirteen, and rather rotund, to put it mildly. He had started losing weight, but we attributed it to age and a change in eating habits (which animals, like people, go through), and because he was so heavy, he was still a perfectly respectably and healthy weight by the time anyone noticed and became concerned, and really, we only noticed then because he had stopped eating for several days... it turns out he had a mass in his abdomen and liver failure, so the vet thought it would be the best thing to do. Mum took it hard, and I felt worse than I thought I would, being that I haven't lived with the cat in a year and a half... that's the second time an animal walked out of our house and never walked back in when we had fully expected him to.
2. Andy and I bought a new car -- as in a new new car, a 2012 Nissan Versa. I never in my life owned a new car, and never thought I'd be able to afford one, but this was a good deal, and we (right now) only have to make some adjustments to our monthly spending and we should be fine (there goes my summer off, though. Siiigh).
3. Got massively drunk on St. Patrick's Day at the bars with the girls, and afterwards playing Never Have I Ever with Melissa. I need to keep in mind that while drinking alcohol, carbonated drinks always make me wretch long before alcohol will. Fucking stupid inability-to-belch weird ass anatomy. Spent the next day watching TV in bed and refueling with VitaminWater. some of those flavors are ass-nasty, BTW.
4. Had the meeting I had been dreading for no reason (even by my own admission), and it went splendidly, la-dee-da-dee-da.
5. Saw Les Miserables at the Boston Opera House on Saturday, and it opened a veritable floodgate of emotion and memory. That was my first fandom wherein I had "real life" counterparts in my sister and my cousin, and "obsessed" doesn't even begin to cover it. Between the show itself (the Finale will never, NEVER not make my cry like a fucking baby) and the memories it brought back, I had an amazing time. The settings and staging has been revamped, and it was beautiful -- "Javert's Suicide," how do you even...?!? ASDFGHJKL...!
6. Brought up summer clothes during the unseasonable warm streak, and they are no sitting (washed and folded) in the living room, waiting for me to get the motivation to clear out the winter clothes (which I now suddenly need again - fuck you, New England weather). Tried on all my summer clothes when I brought them up and had to get rid of almost all of the pants, skirts, and shorts -- witht he exception of two pairs, which were too-small hand-me-downs my grandfather gave my years ago. So, one of the local thrift stores will be getting several industrial garbage bag-sized donations of size 20 shorts soon.
7. Signed up for the Walk for Hunger. I'll probably make a separate post over the weekend with the donation link, in case anyone is feeling generous.
Fandom:
1. Made a conscious decision to step away from the Sherlock fandom temporarily because of excess amounts of the crazy, and because I know we are in for another long haul (another 18 months, or thereabouts), and I figure if I pull myself away now, and throw myself back in, say, when I'mindoctrinating my sister showing it to my sister, then stepping away from it until Series Two shows up on PBS, etc. I'm less likely to burn out on it entirely (especially when the fandom -- awesome though it can be -- is also so fucking exhausting). I WILL still be going to the meet-ups, though, because those are awesome funtimes and I will NEVER pass up an opportunity to meet fans IRL.
2. Everyone has seen Legend of Korra but me :( I want to set aside some time to watch the leaked episodes, especially because THE ANIMATION, OMG ♥ ♥ ♥, but I'm also currently rewatching The Last Airbender, and making the mental adjustment to the idea that, basically, all the character I love from the original series are now dead is hard to do... while I'm right in the midst of the original series. So I'll probably wait until we've finsihed the rewatch. (ETA: I'm hearing that KorraNation has removed the leaked episodes. DAMMIT! BUT... I'm also seeing Tweets from Dante Basco, who is in the recording studio working on Korra, so... OMG ZUKO????)
3. Speaking of stepping away from fandoms, in the absence of Sherlock, I have been reacquainting myself with Avatar (as noted above), and early seasons of Psych, and have discovered an unhealthy adoration for Zukka fic (Sokka and Zuko are probably my favorite characters, and Zuko is so adorkably awkward, how can you not love it), and Daddy!kink Shawn/Lassiter stories, of which there are, like, three in existence, WTF?
Life goes on, the world keeps turning, and at some point, I will make this LJ a priority in my life again, because dammit, I honest-to-God miss it.
My life has managed to slip completely out of my control. I'm busy trying to remedy this. Meanwhile, I've been neglecting all but the necessities.
Had a bunch of things I wanted to talk about, but with a lesson plan due for class tomorrow and only a couple of hours before I need to at least TRY to get some sleep, that will not be happening tonight. Anything of particular depth will not be happening here for a while, sadly.
Sooo... I guess if you want details on any of these things, ask and I'll elaborate upon them, but in lieu of that, maybe this weekend I'll have the time/energy for some kind of legitimate update.
In Real Life:
1. We had our oldest cat put down. He was thirteen, and rather rotund, to put it mildly. He had started losing weight, but we attributed it to age and a change in eating habits (which animals, like people, go through), and because he was so heavy, he was still a perfectly respectably and healthy weight by the time anyone noticed and became concerned, and really, we only noticed then because he had stopped eating for several days... it turns out he had a mass in his abdomen and liver failure, so the vet thought it would be the best thing to do. Mum took it hard, and I felt worse than I thought I would, being that I haven't lived with the cat in a year and a half... that's the second time an animal walked out of our house and never walked back in when we had fully expected him to.
2. Andy and I bought a new car -- as in a new new car, a 2012 Nissan Versa. I never in my life owned a new car, and never thought I'd be able to afford one, but this was a good deal, and we (right now) only have to make some adjustments to our monthly spending and we should be fine (there goes my summer off, though. Siiigh).
3. Got massively drunk on St. Patrick's Day at the bars with the girls, and afterwards playing Never Have I Ever with Melissa. I need to keep in mind that while drinking alcohol, carbonated drinks always make me wretch long before alcohol will. Fucking stupid inability-to-belch weird ass anatomy. Spent the next day watching TV in bed and refueling with VitaminWater. some of those flavors are ass-nasty, BTW.
4. Had the meeting I had been dreading for no reason (even by my own admission), and it went splendidly, la-dee-da-dee-da.
5. Saw Les Miserables at the Boston Opera House on Saturday, and it opened a veritable floodgate of emotion and memory. That was my first fandom wherein I had "real life" counterparts in my sister and my cousin, and "obsessed" doesn't even begin to cover it. Between the show itself (the Finale will never, NEVER not make my cry like a fucking baby) and the memories it brought back, I had an amazing time. The settings and staging has been revamped, and it was beautiful -- "Javert's Suicide," how do you even...?!? ASDFGHJKL...!
6. Brought up summer clothes during the unseasonable warm streak, and they are no sitting (washed and folded) in the living room, waiting for me to get the motivation to clear out the winter clothes (which I now suddenly need again - fuck you, New England weather). Tried on all my summer clothes when I brought them up and had to get rid of almost all of the pants, skirts, and shorts -- witht he exception of two pairs, which were too-small hand-me-downs my grandfather gave my years ago. So, one of the local thrift stores will be getting several industrial garbage bag-sized donations of size 20 shorts soon.
7. Signed up for the Walk for Hunger. I'll probably make a separate post over the weekend with the donation link, in case anyone is feeling generous.
Fandom:
1. Made a conscious decision to step away from the Sherlock fandom temporarily because of excess amounts of the crazy, and because I know we are in for another long haul (another 18 months, or thereabouts), and I figure if I pull myself away now, and throw myself back in, say, when I'm
2. Everyone has seen Legend of Korra but me :( I want to set aside some time to watch the leaked episodes, especially because THE ANIMATION, OMG ♥ ♥ ♥, but I'm also currently rewatching The Last Airbender, and making the mental adjustment to the idea that, basically, all the character I love from the original series are now dead is hard to do... while I'm right in the midst of the original series. So I'll probably wait until we've finsihed the rewatch. (ETA: I'm hearing that KorraNation has removed the leaked episodes. DAMMIT! BUT... I'm also seeing Tweets from Dante Basco, who is in the recording studio working on Korra, so... OMG ZUKO????)
3. Speaking of stepping away from fandoms, in the absence of Sherlock, I have been reacquainting myself with Avatar (as noted above), and early seasons of Psych, and have discovered an unhealthy adoration for Zukka fic (Sokka and Zuko are probably my favorite characters, and Zuko is so adorkably awkward, how can you not love it), and Daddy!kink Shawn/Lassiter stories, of which there are, like, three in existence, WTF?
Life goes on, the world keeps turning, and at some point, I will make this LJ a priority in my life again, because dammit, I honest-to-God miss it.
Vacation > work
Feb. 23rd, 2012 07:48 pmI have so much homework to catch up on. I've been slacking a bit lately, maybe. I just don't think that this class is all that well organized, and I resent the professor scheduling class over break (not that I went anyway; I've been enrolled at CC since 2010, and I have never had a professor hold class over break (most of them explicitly make it a point to reschedule the hours for later inthe semester so that we don't have to have class over break!). Combine that with the fact that I actually had plans for Wednesday (and seriously, lots of teachers, etc. go away over the break) and I'm just a little soured to this prof. I'll get the assignments in because I want the credit, but I also want my vacation to be a vacation, sorry.
And my vacation has been a good one thus far. Had a much, much needed weekend of catching up and drinking with my sister. She picked me up on Sunday, and we went to Strange Brew with her fiance and his friend Evelyn (who, for the record, I really like, and I wouldn't mind hanging out with again, if it's ever an option? She apparently lives, like, mere streets away from my parent's house, so probably fewer than two or three miles from me). The one sucky thing is we found out that they did away with the nights of unlimited "$3 single liqcuor drinks"a nd "$3 beers;" now the specials only run until 8 pm. Luckily, our server was super nice, and we were in a relatively unoccupied area of the bar, so we got to build up a rapport and got her to bring us each two beers in the ten minutes before the special ended - after that, those of us who still wanted beer switched over to PBR (which is shitty, but only $2, and perfectly servicable if you've already been drinking). We had some fun times and about half way through the night, Steve started texting my mom about masturbation innuendos, which had Joce and I fucking rolling on the floor (my dad cooks this meal on a regular basis which involves him tenderizing pork chops with a mallet, and it gets kind of messy; apparently the other day, knowing he was making this meal, my mom remarked to Steve, "Oh God, Bob is upstairs beating the meat again, I hate when he does that, it gets all over my glasses," and Steve was just bowled the fuck over. Og course he had to bring this up days later, while drinking, via text message. I was simultaneously texting my mom with things like "OMG DID YOU REALLY SAY THAT PLEASE DON'T SAY SHIT LIKE THAT I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE YOU SERIOUSLY IF YOU SAY THAT SHIT," and it was overall ridiculously entertaining). We got home a little before 11, at which point Steve went to bed and Joce and I made watermelon drinks with chunks of watermelon, watermelon licquer, and grenadine. We then both settled into the guest room with Kyo and watched "The Blind Banker," because I'm going to get Joce into Sherlock if it kills me. We both conked out around 12:30, and woke up at 5:30, because that's what we do now.
Next day we headed back to my house while Steve went to work on my dad's car; Joce and I made curried chicken fingers and fresh guacamole and Mel came over and had a lot of wedding talk, including actually looking at dresses (fucking finally) and favors and shit. Oh, and I lent Joce porn? Because apparently we do that now, too.
Yesterday I discovered why I should never, ever be allowed in a casino, and we called this revealation, "Going to Dave & Buster's," which was super fun. There were hoardes of children everywhere, which I admit was a little frustrating (though I have a way higher tolerance for young kids than Andy does, but if you go to a place that sort of prides itself on being, like, 'Chuck E. Cheese for grown-ups,' you kind of have to wonder why these parent don't take the kids to, you know, Chuck E. Cheese and let the grown-ups have their haven), but overall it was a lot of fun. We had lunch (which was waaay more filling than I had anticipated) and spent far, far too much money on our Power Cards and got in something like four hours of freakin' game play. OH MY GOD. There were a few skill games that I was legit good at and wound up wasting (is it a waste if you're good at them?) so, so many credits on them, and then there were games of chance that I just couldn't fucking tear myself away from, holy crap. 502 tickets on a game of chance; 354 tickets on a game of chance, 600 tickets on a skill game... I know I have a kind of addictive personality, and if I ever go to a casino, someone best come and put a cap on my shit. But not Andy, because he apparently worse than I am in that department. I considered saving up my points for something "big," but when I really looked at the prizes - game systems, but I can't play the current gen systems (graphics give me vertigo), and the appliances were cool, but I already own them all (except a deep fryer, but I don't WANT a deep fryer, that would be a bad idea), so I opted to just get silly things, so I got a Hello Kitty backback, and Domo and Pikachu plushies, because I am nothing if not a raging fucking geek.
Tomorrow is the "All White" Party at Jocelyn's Restaurant (all white CLOTHING, because, yeah, the name sounds a bit not good; but it's a dance party and they just got black lights), and we'll probably catch Raeann up there (which will be cool, because I haven't seen her or Dale since New Year), and then Sunday is my mom's birthday, but trying to convince her to do something enjoyable for any reason is like pulling teeth, so.... yeah.
Ugh, do I really have to go back to work on Monday??
And my vacation has been a good one thus far. Had a much, much needed weekend of catching up and drinking with my sister. She picked me up on Sunday, and we went to Strange Brew with her fiance and his friend Evelyn (who, for the record, I really like, and I wouldn't mind hanging out with again, if it's ever an option? She apparently lives, like, mere streets away from my parent's house, so probably fewer than two or three miles from me). The one sucky thing is we found out that they did away with the nights of unlimited "$3 single liqcuor drinks"a nd "$3 beers;" now the specials only run until 8 pm. Luckily, our server was super nice, and we were in a relatively unoccupied area of the bar, so we got to build up a rapport and got her to bring us each two beers in the ten minutes before the special ended - after that, those of us who still wanted beer switched over to PBR (which is shitty, but only $2, and perfectly servicable if you've already been drinking). We had some fun times and about half way through the night, Steve started texting my mom about masturbation innuendos, which had Joce and I fucking rolling on the floor (my dad cooks this meal on a regular basis which involves him tenderizing pork chops with a mallet, and it gets kind of messy; apparently the other day, knowing he was making this meal, my mom remarked to Steve, "Oh God, Bob is upstairs beating the meat again, I hate when he does that, it gets all over my glasses," and Steve was just bowled the fuck over. Og course he had to bring this up days later, while drinking, via text message. I was simultaneously texting my mom with things like "OMG DID YOU REALLY SAY THAT PLEASE DON'T SAY SHIT LIKE THAT I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE YOU SERIOUSLY IF YOU SAY THAT SHIT," and it was overall ridiculously entertaining). We got home a little before 11, at which point Steve went to bed and Joce and I made watermelon drinks with chunks of watermelon, watermelon licquer, and grenadine. We then both settled into the guest room with Kyo and watched "The Blind Banker," because I'm going to get Joce into Sherlock if it kills me. We both conked out around 12:30, and woke up at 5:30, because that's what we do now.
Next day we headed back to my house while Steve went to work on my dad's car; Joce and I made curried chicken fingers and fresh guacamole and Mel came over and had a lot of wedding talk, including actually looking at dresses (fucking finally) and favors and shit. Oh, and I lent Joce porn? Because apparently we do that now, too.
Yesterday I discovered why I should never, ever be allowed in a casino, and we called this revealation, "Going to Dave & Buster's," which was super fun. There were hoardes of children everywhere, which I admit was a little frustrating (though I have a way higher tolerance for young kids than Andy does, but if you go to a place that sort of prides itself on being, like, 'Chuck E. Cheese for grown-ups,' you kind of have to wonder why these parent don't take the kids to, you know, Chuck E. Cheese and let the grown-ups have their haven), but overall it was a lot of fun. We had lunch (which was waaay more filling than I had anticipated) and spent far, far too much money on our Power Cards and got in something like four hours of freakin' game play. OH MY GOD. There were a few skill games that I was legit good at and wound up wasting (is it a waste if you're good at them?) so, so many credits on them, and then there were games of chance that I just couldn't fucking tear myself away from, holy crap. 502 tickets on a game of chance; 354 tickets on a game of chance, 600 tickets on a skill game... I know I have a kind of addictive personality, and if I ever go to a casino, someone best come and put a cap on my shit. But not Andy, because he apparently worse than I am in that department. I considered saving up my points for something "big," but when I really looked at the prizes - game systems, but I can't play the current gen systems (graphics give me vertigo), and the appliances were cool, but I already own them all (except a deep fryer, but I don't WANT a deep fryer, that would be a bad idea), so I opted to just get silly things, so I got a Hello Kitty backback, and Domo and Pikachu plushies, because I am nothing if not a raging fucking geek.
Tomorrow is the "All White" Party at Jocelyn's Restaurant (all white CLOTHING, because, yeah, the name sounds a bit not good; but it's a dance party and they just got black lights), and we'll probably catch Raeann up there (which will be cool, because I haven't seen her or Dale since New Year), and then Sunday is my mom's birthday, but trying to convince her to do something enjoyable for any reason is like pulling teeth, so.... yeah.
Ugh, do I really have to go back to work on Monday??
Possibly (probably?) not of interest if you haven't seen the Second Season of Sherlock, DEFINITELY not of interest if you aren't a hardcore Sherlockian, so feel free to skip, no hard feelings.
Inspired in part by The Reichenbach Fall, as well as a precedent set by Holmes fans after the publication of Doyle's "The Final Problem," Sherlock fans are taking to the streets.
Meet-ups are being organized world-wide - a listing/central hub for them can be found on Tumblr here - and we are spreading the word - "Believe in Sherlock Holmes."
Locally (i.e., the Meet-up I am attending) can be tracked using the Tumblr tag "#believeinsherlock boston." The tags #believeinsherlock, #moriartywasreal, #supportjohnwatson, and #thedevilwearswestwood are also being used; there may be others, but these are the ones being used most frequently on Tumblr and Omegle, at least in my experience (#believeinsherlockholmes or #ibelieveinsherlockholmes and similar permutations may also be being used).
***I want to note that despite some postings on Tumblr (a fraction of the fandom, at best) we do NOT condone graffiti or any kind of permanent tagging/defacing of public property. We want to show our support for the fandom and have fun, but we also want to do it in a respectful and legal way. Posters, fliers, chalk messages, and post-it notes are fine. Carving, spray painting, or otherwise causing lasting damage to buildings or landmarks are not.
Check out the above link for more info on existing Meet-ups, or if you are interested in leading/organizing/initiating a Meet-up yourself.
Inspired in part by The Reichenbach Fall, as well as a precedent set by Holmes fans after the publication of Doyle's "The Final Problem," Sherlock fans are taking to the streets.
Meet-ups are being organized world-wide - a listing/central hub for them can be found on Tumblr here - and we are spreading the word - "Believe in Sherlock Holmes."
Locally (i.e., the Meet-up I am attending) can be tracked using the Tumblr tag "#believeinsherlock boston." The tags #believeinsherlock, #moriartywasreal, #supportjohnwatson, and #thedevilwearswestwood are also being used; there may be others, but these are the ones being used most frequently on Tumblr and Omegle, at least in my experience (#believeinsherlockholmes or #ibelieveinsherlockholmes and similar permutations may also be being used).
***I want to note that despite some postings on Tumblr (a fraction of the fandom, at best) we do NOT condone graffiti or any kind of permanent tagging/defacing of public property. We want to show our support for the fandom and have fun, but we also want to do it in a respectful and legal way. Posters, fliers, chalk messages, and post-it notes are fine. Carving, spray painting, or otherwise causing lasting damage to buildings or landmarks are not.
Check out the above link for more info on existing Meet-ups, or if you are interested in leading/organizing/initiating a Meet-up yourself.
Weekend recap
Nov. 14th, 2011 08:26 pmSo guess who actually, finally got her house clean, and still managed to have time to do some relaxing this weekend? Aw, yeah, boy. Boo-yeah.
Saturday, Andy and I had initially planned on getting the house clean, but things kind of snowballed, and we wound up going to lunch at the Indian buffet with Dan, going furniture shopping (hit up ReStore, which has amazing things sometimes, and wound up getting Andy a computer desk for $10), and then heading to my mom's to watch Deathly Hallows Pt. 2 with her, then back to Jamie and Dan's to watch Transformers 3 -- I think the Transformers movies are a lot of fun, but I started to doze on their couch because at the point it was past ten p.m., and I had seen the movie before. Plus, I knew I'd have to get up early the next day.
Was up with my alarm (I know, right??) on Sunday morning and headed to Derry with my mom and dad to have breakfast with my sister. We went to Mary Ann's Diner, which is about seven minutes or so from my sister's house. It was everything I love about diners - good food, lots of it, ridiculously low prices, and good service. Afterwards, we went back to my sister's house to watch Bridesmaids which I thought was a lot of fun, and which lead to some commentary about Joce's upcoming nuptials (Me: ...Your bridesmaids all know each other right? Joce: ...Have you met Janine? Me: Yes. Joce: Then yes. Me: Good). It got me excited for her wedding, because 1.) obviously excited for her, naturally, 2.) I love rituals and celebrations, full stop, 3.) I get to be involved and help plan and create some lovely things without the stress of worrying about all the planning and creating of all the lovely things. Also, bachelorette party -- excuse for getting together with a bunch of awesome girls and my sister and drink like fishes, hello? (My sister is a ton of fun to go drinking with, btw, and we need to go again soon).
Also, on a note related to the film, not like I didn't love him before, but oh, Chris O'Dowd ♥ You are so fucking adorable.
After I got back on Sunday (which wasn't until nearly 4 pm, where did that whole day go?), I finally got down to really cleaning. andy had started the laundry and done the dishes, so I finished the laundry, and got the rest of the house done while Andy reorganized the game room. It felt so good to finally get the place cleaned up, especially with holidays coming up - I might not be hosting, but at least I can enjoy the holiday and the long weekend accompanying it without having to obsess about cleaning the house.
This week? Taking Wednesday off because my husband enjoy rituals and celebrations and being strangely whimsical (sounds familiar?), and likes to celebrate all our relationship milestones, and tomorrow is the two year anniversary of his proposal and our engagement. We're going out for the night, and having to get up at six a.m. the next day really puts a damper on a night out. So, as I have (YES, FOR REAL) forty-three sick days, I'm taking my first of the year on Wednesday. I know my sister has Sunday off, and I would really super love to be able to hanging out and go for drinks with her and some of the other ladies, and at some point, Thursday through Sunday, I want to use my free ticket to Fiddler on the Roof because they put on a good performance, and I have never seen Fiddler. Oh oh, and also, getting Les Miserables tickets this weekend, what what. Thrilled. No, positively chuffed. It's been almost sixteen years since I've seen Les Mis, and when I tell you I was obsessed with it, you have no idea. For the people who know me, take my Sherlock obsession and turn it up to eleven. For real. My sister and I both, actually, and that's why it breaks my heart that she's not coming, because it was such a big thing for us, for so long - but between the house hunt, the Cancun trip (sort of a super-early honeymoon), etc., she just can't see spending the cash. As someone who feels like she's peretually making negotiations (doing this instead of that, settling for that as opposed to this), I totally get it, but it's still sad. Though I'm sure Mel and I will have an amazing time.
Spamalot is coming in May, and in a little less than two weeks, I'll be seeing Trans-Siberian Orchestra for the thrid time, and I am psyched. They never put on anything less than an awesome show.
Anyway, wow. So this was longer than I intended, and slightly more manic. I do have to go mop the floors and then continue watching Mythbusters and crafting, so I should wrap this up.
Oh, and NaNo is dead :( I'm keeping the story though, and might even work towards finishing it. But I just had too much on my plate, and since the crafts are moving along without pissing my off and killing my sel-esteem, I'll stick with them and continue doing my other, personal project sort of writing. Those of you still doing NaNo, good luck!
Cheers, y'all.
PS: WTF, NBC is pulling "Community" from mid-season??
Saturday, Andy and I had initially planned on getting the house clean, but things kind of snowballed, and we wound up going to lunch at the Indian buffet with Dan, going furniture shopping (hit up ReStore, which has amazing things sometimes, and wound up getting Andy a computer desk for $10), and then heading to my mom's to watch Deathly Hallows Pt. 2 with her, then back to Jamie and Dan's to watch Transformers 3 -- I think the Transformers movies are a lot of fun, but I started to doze on their couch because at the point it was past ten p.m., and I had seen the movie before. Plus, I knew I'd have to get up early the next day.
Was up with my alarm (I know, right??) on Sunday morning and headed to Derry with my mom and dad to have breakfast with my sister. We went to Mary Ann's Diner, which is about seven minutes or so from my sister's house. It was everything I love about diners - good food, lots of it, ridiculously low prices, and good service. Afterwards, we went back to my sister's house to watch Bridesmaids which I thought was a lot of fun, and which lead to some commentary about Joce's upcoming nuptials (Me: ...Your bridesmaids all know each other right? Joce: ...Have you met Janine? Me: Yes. Joce: Then yes. Me: Good). It got me excited for her wedding, because 1.) obviously excited for her, naturally, 2.) I love rituals and celebrations, full stop, 3.) I get to be involved and help plan and create some lovely things without the stress of worrying about all the planning and creating of all the lovely things. Also, bachelorette party -- excuse for getting together with a bunch of awesome girls and my sister and drink like fishes, hello? (My sister is a ton of fun to go drinking with, btw, and we need to go again soon).
Also, on a note related to the film, not like I didn't love him before, but oh, Chris O'Dowd ♥ You are so fucking adorable.
After I got back on Sunday (which wasn't until nearly 4 pm, where did that whole day go?), I finally got down to really cleaning. andy had started the laundry and done the dishes, so I finished the laundry, and got the rest of the house done while Andy reorganized the game room. It felt so good to finally get the place cleaned up, especially with holidays coming up - I might not be hosting, but at least I can enjoy the holiday and the long weekend accompanying it without having to obsess about cleaning the house.
This week? Taking Wednesday off because my husband enjoy rituals and celebrations and being strangely whimsical (sounds familiar?), and likes to celebrate all our relationship milestones, and tomorrow is the two year anniversary of his proposal and our engagement. We're going out for the night, and having to get up at six a.m. the next day really puts a damper on a night out. So, as I have (YES, FOR REAL) forty-three sick days, I'm taking my first of the year on Wednesday. I know my sister has Sunday off, and I would really super love to be able to hanging out and go for drinks with her and some of the other ladies, and at some point, Thursday through Sunday, I want to use my free ticket to Fiddler on the Roof because they put on a good performance, and I have never seen Fiddler. Oh oh, and also, getting Les Miserables tickets this weekend, what what. Thrilled. No, positively chuffed. It's been almost sixteen years since I've seen Les Mis, and when I tell you I was obsessed with it, you have no idea. For the people who know me, take my Sherlock obsession and turn it up to eleven. For real. My sister and I both, actually, and that's why it breaks my heart that she's not coming, because it was such a big thing for us, for so long - but between the house hunt, the Cancun trip (sort of a super-early honeymoon), etc., she just can't see spending the cash. As someone who feels like she's peretually making negotiations (doing this instead of that, settling for that as opposed to this), I totally get it, but it's still sad. Though I'm sure Mel and I will have an amazing time.
Spamalot is coming in May, and in a little less than two weeks, I'll be seeing Trans-Siberian Orchestra for the thrid time, and I am psyched. They never put on anything less than an awesome show.
Anyway, wow. So this was longer than I intended, and slightly more manic. I do have to go mop the floors and then continue watching Mythbusters and crafting, so I should wrap this up.
Oh, and NaNo is dead :( I'm keeping the story though, and might even work towards finishing it. But I just had too much on my plate, and since the crafts are moving along without pissing my off and killing my sel-esteem, I'll stick with them and continue doing my other, personal project sort of writing. Those of you still doing NaNo, good luck!
Cheers, y'all.
PS: WTF, NBC is pulling "Community" from mid-season??
Happy Saturday and guilty aftermath
Oct. 25th, 2011 07:52 pmSaturday was quiet, low-key, and much appreciated. Melissa came over in the afternoon and assisted me in making the first apple crisp I've ever made that was a true "apple crisp," entirely through the miracle that are fast-cooking oats (I don't eat oats/oatmeal in general, and as I ususally throw together apple crisp in an attempt to make something palatable out of fast wilting apples, my apple crisp is usually just butter, cinnamon, and brown sugar - which is tasty, and a fantastic ice cream topping, but not quite the same thing). I also made experimental mini open-faced pumpkin pies which were far too full of pumpkin, but tasty nonetheless, and she and I went through - with some, but little, help - two bottles of moscato. Dan and Pete had been hanging out with Andy since earlier in the afternoon, Jamie popped up around six, my folks, my sister and Steve, and Amanda all showed up around seven, and several of them with goodies in tow - Jamie brought toffee chew cookies, Dan and Pete came back with candies of all varieties, and my sister hand-made and decorated chocolate-dipped oreos (which were freaking amazing). We spent the evening eating take-out pizza and watching MST3K (The Horrors of Spider Island (or more aptly, The Whores of Spider Island, and Gamera).
( Wherein I ruin the happy mood of this post by talking about ''food/weight issues'' again )
Plodding along, y'all, plodding along. And thanking God tomorrow's Wednesday.
( Wherein I ruin the happy mood of this post by talking about ''food/weight issues'' again )
Plodding along, y'all, plodding along. And thanking God tomorrow's Wednesday.
Schedule Sunday
Aug. 28th, 2011 08:34 pmWent to a family wedding last night; the ceremony was short (JP in a function hall), and the reception was very enjoyable. I spent a good chunk of the evening comparing certain aspects of the evening to the equivalent parts of my wedding while my sister, half-amused, half-exasperated, kept telling me I was being petty. In my defense, I was not doing it to be catty - like I told my sister, as she is planning her wedding, she is going to look at every wedding she attends in the interim for ideas, and every wedding subsequently as a point of comparison. It was nice to see my family (though I felt, as I always do, remarkably awkward because honestly, I barely know these people despite them being blood relations), the setlist that the DJ had was fantastic, with a lot of my favorite songs on there, and it was nice to spend time with people and have fun. My brother brought his friend Joelle who, despite not being part of the family in any way (she and my brother aren't even dating), wound up with the table's centerpiece, the garter, and the bouquet. That was entertainment enough for me for the better part of the night, anyway.
Getting home was an experience, since we seemed to get the worst of Hurricane Irene last night, and roads were flooding by the time we got home at 10:30. This morning there were a couple of hours of pretty intense winds, but then - nothing. Honestly, it was a bit anticlimactic.
This week:
1. Laundry. We spent the day with Jamie and Dan, and and the guys playing League of Legends while I fandom-blogged on Tumblr, read fic, and played a couple of escape-the-room game (one of which I might rec tomorrow if I can solve it; the graphics are wonderful and it's quite atmospheric).
2. Pack my bag for the first day of work. I want to get all the kind of stuff over and done with days to spare. I'm anxious enough about going back, I am not going to leave anything undone that could exacerbate that anxiety.
3. File FAFSA. There is only one class available for me to take this term, so I'll file as a part-timer. At least I can stay enrolled (thank God I remembered I had those Math requirements, still).
4. Basic housekeeping. I am super happy to inform everyone that I have kept the house is good condition this week, and really just need to do the maintenance stuff -- vaccing, dusting, etc.
5. See if there's a Personal Development class later in the Fall that I can register for at NECC. Last one I took with them was ages ago, but it was Tai Chi, and I adored it.
6. Gym. I seem to be stuck at 168 lbs., so I'm going to have to up my workout level.
Once I'm back to work and we catch up from the financial sinkhole that is summer, I might actually be able to plan recreational events! Wouldn't that be novel?
ETA: Ah! Silly me. We do have The Feast coming up, and as it's in September, perhaps I'll even have a little money to spend. I'll likely be there Friday and/or Saturday evening; Sunday Andy and I have a wedding. Official end of summer tradition, oh my gosh :,(
Getting home was an experience, since we seemed to get the worst of Hurricane Irene last night, and roads were flooding by the time we got home at 10:30. This morning there were a couple of hours of pretty intense winds, but then - nothing. Honestly, it was a bit anticlimactic.
This week:
1. Laundry. We spent the day with Jamie and Dan, and and the guys playing League of Legends while I fandom-blogged on Tumblr, read fic, and played a couple of escape-the-room game (one of which I might rec tomorrow if I can solve it; the graphics are wonderful and it's quite atmospheric).
2. Pack my bag for the first day of work. I want to get all the kind of stuff over and done with days to spare. I'm anxious enough about going back, I am not going to leave anything undone that could exacerbate that anxiety.
3. File FAFSA. There is only one class available for me to take this term, so I'll file as a part-timer. At least I can stay enrolled (thank God I remembered I had those Math requirements, still).
4. Basic housekeeping. I am super happy to inform everyone that I have kept the house is good condition this week, and really just need to do the maintenance stuff -- vaccing, dusting, etc.
5. See if there's a Personal Development class later in the Fall that I can register for at NECC. Last one I took with them was ages ago, but it was Tai Chi, and I adored it.
6. Gym. I seem to be stuck at 168 lbs., so I'm going to have to up my workout level.
Once I'm back to work and we catch up from the financial sinkhole that is summer, I might actually be able to plan recreational events! Wouldn't that be novel?
ETA: Ah! Silly me. We do have The Feast coming up, and as it's in September, perhaps I'll even have a little money to spend. I'll likely be there Friday and/or Saturday evening; Sunday Andy and I have a wedding. Official end of summer tradition, oh my gosh :,(
