A · Glimpse · Into · My · Life

We got there early before most of the spectators had arrived.  The stuff during the day was free, and it cost money for the stuff after 6:00.  Free is good, so we went during the day.  We sat in the arena with about 30 or 40 other people watching the amateur show jumping.  It was cool.  They had a lot of jump offs, where all the people who cleared the course without any faults had to race eachother, and still go through a slightly different setup clear.  Did I mention it was a lot of fun?

Then the people who paid started to show up, which wasn't that bad, until the talking and commenting started.  Even the announcer started to talk more.  Not so much fun, although they moved up in the difficulty, so the people jumping now had more complex and higher jumps.  Still not worth all of the commotion around us, and the almost constant babble from the announcer between horses.  I thought the idea behind show jumping was sort of like golf....everyone quiet while the horse went around.  It was also a bit annoying hearing this collective "oh" from the 100's of people there when a pole was knocked off.  Oh well, I'm not much of a crowd person, especially when I've been enjoying something without a bunch of people around first.

All in all though the trip was a lot of fun.  I felt like we were doing things backwards at the end though.  Everyone was getting their tickets and coming in and getting popcorn and soda...and here we are leaving our seats, getting popcorn and heading out, and trying to leave the parking lot.

Current Location:	Home
Current Mood:	peaceful

So it's official, I'm definitely hired at Images by B in the University Mall.  That's me, miss CMT.  I even got permission to hang my certification's and diploma up in the room.  Add to that the purchase of some not too nursy looking scrubs, and I'll be all professional and stuff. :)

I also learned how to do facials.  That was a blast!  I even get to use this machine that has a high frequency thingy on it, that zaps the extracted areas and keeps them from acting up.  By extraction read popped pimples.  Yup, kinda cool, I get paid to pop other people's pimples.  Teehee.  But also, the facial is pretty cool, cause we cleanse the face, and then exfoliate, then after extraction, we apply a mask, and do some face massage.  It's really interesting.  I'm looking forward to having one done on me, and trying out some of the sample products.  Part of the facial that has me slightly skeptical is the aspect of recommending clients purchase some of the products that I have used on them.  They are not the cheapest products in the world.  That and I have a hard time recommending something that I haven't even tried, and am not even all that certain that it's worth getting.  Remember, this is the gal whose facial regimen consists of a face wash in the shower after shampoo followed by moisturizer if I remember, and make-up....well that's for Cam characters :P  But if I get to play with some of the samples, and actually see a difference in my face, then maybe that will change, and I'll feel better about telling people they should buy stuff.

However, the massage part of the job is kicking ass!  I've been averaging about two massages a day, and they are starting to sell themselves.  One of the girls that I gave a massage to earlier in the week liked it so much that she got a friend of hers a massage by me as well.  If that keeps up, I'll be averaging 3 or 4 a day in no time!  I'm also having a blast doing the massages, I love it!  I can't wait to learn more, and be able to offer more and more to my clients.  I should be getting my first paycheck soon, hopefully the money will be enough.  I've got to be the bread winner of the household now so the hubby can go back to school full-time.  I'm not complaining though, being a full time massage therapist is no where near as annoying, tiring, or stressful as any full time administrative job I've had.  

Yay for stress free employment!

Current Location:	Home
Current Mood:	ecstatic

As some of you may already know, we've moved.  Somehow, despite looking at other locations, we ended up back in Blacksburg, Virginia.  Back to where we were at before the army had us relocate to Fort Bragg.  Though to be honest, I'm not complaining about being sucked back to the Burg.  I actually do like it here.  The weather has the full range of all the seasons (good and bad), I missed not having a real winter in Fayetteville, and because there are so many pine trees in NC, fall was mostly lost, the occasional notice of a tree turned orange and red, but mostly it was only heralded by the fact that the grass went from semi lush and green to brown and patchy with a strong showing of wild onions, pretty sad when people are out in November mowing their onions...smelled horrible as well.

So, back to the land of fall and snow, I'm actually looking forward to winter this time around.  I may want to remind myself of that in December though when I'm slogging through slush and drifts to get to work.  Speaking of work, I got my Virginia Certification in the mail before we left NC.  I'm all official and everything, you can even look me up in the Virginia Board of Nursing and see my certification number and all that.  Pretty spiffy.  So when we got semi settled here, I went out looking for a job.  There is a salon just down the street here in University Mall.  I was a little skeptical about stopping in there since I had discovered that they had a therapist, and she has a website, and personal business on the side.  I felt like I might be stepping on toes and turf to go in and ask for a job.  But I figured it couldn't hurt, and it was walking distance from the home.  Turns out, the lady I was worried about was having family issues that got to be a bit too much, and she was backing out from work at the salon.  I half filled out an application, the owner took it from me to look over while we talked, and I never got around to completing it.  She was impressed that I knew how to spell myofascial massage, and we got to talking about facials.  In NC you have to have an aesthetician's license in order to do facials.  Apparently, and I'm going to double check this, in Virginia, they are still grandfathering people in, and so long as you have performed 150 of them under supervision, you are certified to do them.  So we set up an appointment for Wed so she could teach me how to do facials.  I'm excited by this since I was almost tempted to suck up the learning how to do manicures and pedicures just so I would be able to do facials.  She says "Ok, have a good weekend, and I'll see you on Wednesday" I say ok and leave....then start thinking...hmmm..I think I got the job???  The next day, I get a call from her saying that they have a 1:00 massage appointment, would I like to do it.  Woot!  Then I get there and she introduces me to people telling them that I'm their new Massage Therapist.  Cool...more indication that the job is mine :)  I performed another massage today.  Now, to just talk with the owner on Wednesday and figure out exactly what is what.  Am I am employee, an independent contractor, how I get paid, etc.  Very strange, but neat.  I'm thrilled to be doing massages again!

Things in the new place are good.  Still putting stuff away and trying to find homes for everything.  The cats are loving it because the bedroom has many cat beds (read piles of clothes yet to be hung up), and there are hidy holes everywhere.  This time I plan to get every single box unpacked, a goal that was not reached in 3 years of living in NC, so we'll see how that one goes. With internet now up and fully functional in multiple rooms, so both of us can be online at the same time, I hope to be more of an online presence again.

Life is Good

Current Location:	B-Burg!
Current Mood:	content

Work has been good.  I went from a sit down all day computer data entry person, to an on my feet walking back and forth from one end of the building to another never able to sit down except for lunch person.  I'm still with Clark's at the new location in Trophy house.  Though I don't do order entry any longer.  Now I'm the floater person.  I walk stuff from one end of the building to another for people, I make deliveries to the schools, I still do heat pressing, I help catch the screen printed shirts as they come out of the dryer and stack them, I basically do odd jobs that need to get done around the place.  I've been wearing a pedometer, and I average in a 6 hour work day of walking about 5000 plus steps.  Needless to say my feet haven't been happy with me.

The plus side of all that walking is that I have finally broken through the 180 barrier with my weight.  Even with the husband home, the dining out, drinking more alcohol, and not going to curves or water aerobics.  I've been around 177 all this week!!  I'm thrilled.  I've been lapse on keeping track of my points, but apparently that hasn't been a problem.  I'm going to start picking up the point tracking and the curves attending this next week, now that the husbands schedule has started to get into a routine again.

I feel very blessed that even with him having been gone for months, every time he has come home, it's very easy for us to quickly fall back into where we were.  There is no hesitation, or accomodating needing to be made, at least on my end, and it hasn't seemed that apparent on his.  We just slipped right back into being a couple and living and working things out together again.  I know that some families have a lot of trouble adjusting to living together again.  I'm so glad and feel so lucky that we don't have that problem.  The only thing we fight over is the internet ;)  We are definitely going to be getting a router when we move so we can both be online at the same time.  Only problem with that being that we have one WoW account, so we can't both be on WoW at the same time.  Oh well, at least we can both be online.  Shhh...don't tell anyone, but there is life on the internet outside of WoW ;)

I also passed my Board Certification Test.  I even passed with high marks in every category!  Now I just have to get all the paperwork together and submit it to both NC and VA.  The VA one is going to be easy, send them the application and their 105 dollars.  NC of course has to be annoying.  They want a sealed transcript, two letters of moral character references from licensed massage therapists or health care providers in the state, along with a huge application, and 150 dollars, not to mention that I already paid them 20 so they could send me the application packet.  The VA application form I printed online for free.  ~sighs~  Silly North Carolina.  Looks like I'll have my VA license before I have my NC one, especially since the NC one states that it takes 30 BUSINESS days to process.  ~grumbles~  Oh well....such is life.

Current Location:	Home
Current Mood:	accomplished

The series had a neat twist at the end wherein it turns out that one of the guy's physics students decides that the physics demand that the guy die when he is supposed to, or the fabric of time will rip and bad things will happen.  Which was basically what brought about my ramblings about the fact that we are nothing more than elaborate mathemtical equations, and whether or lives are meant to go a certain way in order for things to happen in other people's lives.

Well, at the end of the series, the guy is able to change his fate, though at a certain point it almost seems as though his trying to do so has simply made things worse.  Turns out that it's the homicide detective that has been helping him who is the one who tried to kill him.  Though thankfully he is able to use a bullet sent to him from the future to put in the unloaded gun to kill the detective before he gets shot.

The only really odd thing about this is that when this happens, and he doesn't die when he is supposed to, the file from the future is suddenly changed.  All of the photos, the newspaper clippings, the police report, even the name on the outside of the case file have changed.  I'm reminded of Back to the Future, where things began to change when he had fixed the past.  Although in this series they forgot something.  When the guy saves the lady and her dog from being killed by a tree, the newspaper clipping didn't change.  Oh well, one minor detail I suppose.

Anyway, all in all it was a decent series, not anything spectacular though.  It is kind of nice to think that you can change your destiny, but then I suppose that you would only know it was your destiny if someone from the future had discovered time travel, and figured that it would be in your or their best interests if what happened to you actually hadn't happened.

Current Location:	Blacksburg
Current Mood:	content

My co-worker/Supervisor was sick earlier in the week, turns out she has walking pneumonia and was out of the office yesterday and isn't here today.  Which is a good thing considering that it's contagious and all that, though sadly she was here with it on Tuesday, ~sighs~ I really don't want to get sick again.

But to the chicken with the head cut off....not only am I doing my normal workload, which happens to be a lot today, where was all of this yesterday when I was sitting on my hands trying to look busy??  No, not only do I have all of that to do, but I also have to help put out fires and do the billing which she normally does.  Which isn't all that much since they realize that I don't normally do this and are going "easy" on me.  Though it takes me a bit longer to do, since I have to pretty much walk myself through it all step by step.  And of course there have to be a ton of fires today, and things that need to be found.  Whee....it's going to be a fun day!

Current Location:	Work
Current Mood:	busy
Current Music:	Age of Chance: Joy Ride

Here is a poem that I found online....sorry for the pain it may inflict in all my English Major and Minor friends.  But it is too cute, and so appropriate for today's computer society!  Enjoy!

SPELL CHECKER (author unknown)

Eye halve a spelling checker;
It came with my pea sea.
It plainly marks four my revue,
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.

Eye strike a key and type a word,
And weight four it two say,
Weather eye am wrong oar write;
It shows me strait a weigh.

As soon as a mist ache is maid,
It nose bee fore two long.
And eye can put the error rite;
Its rare lea ever wrong.

Eye have run this poem threw it;
I am shore your pleased two no,
Its letter perfect awl the weigh.
My spell checker tolled me sew !

Current Location:	Home
Current Mood:	amused

It's called avoid the door to door person.

Yesterday I was out walking Ginger.  At the end of my street, there was a gal going door to door, something about her ACS something or other.  I dunno exactly what she was going, I just knew that I didn't want to deal with it.

Continued walking Ginger, and when I got back to my house, she was a few houses away, hmm....so I went through the yards to the neighborhood behind ours, and went a bit further on our walk.

Headed back to the house, and she was one house past mine across the street.  Didn't want her to see me and back track to knock on my door, so I hung out in the yard between houses until I could tell that she had moved on, then Ginger and I snuck in through the back yard so she wouldn't see us if she happened to look back.

Well, I guess it was a bit better than sitting in the house and pretending that I wasn't home.

In other news, water aerobics kicked my butt last night, I think the instructor was on crack.  She had us working really hard, it's been awhile since my arms have hurt like that.  I was so tired last night.

I'm watching a Sci-Fi little mini series called Five Days to Midnight.  Don't know if anyone has heard of it.  Basically it's about a guy who gets is set his own unsolved homicide file from the future, and he has five days to try and solve and stop his own murder.  It's very interesting and delves into the whole science vs. theology thing.  Can a person stop their own destiny, are our lives already written out and nothing we can do will change anything?  Or can we alter our own future and avoid things in theory have already happened.  It's that whole what happens when you mess with the timeline and use future knowledge to alter present events.  Kinda makes one think, are we nothing more than an elaborate mathematical equation living out our functions, are our events, especially birth and death necessary for other things to happen to other people?  Makes ya think.  I'm only half way through, so it will be neat to see if the guy can actually change his own future and not be murdered.

Current Location:	Work
Current Mood:	tired
Current Music:	Madonna:Like a Prayer

I've been watching a lot of rental DVD's recently.  As is my usual trend to pass the time while my husband is deployed.

Anywhoo, I have watched two movies now that have had as the main characters, one lesbian and one straight girl who end up falling for eachother and all the craziness and drama and hilarity that surrounds that.  

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying it's a bad thing.  It's just interesting that in a random selection of the movies that I have been watching, and choosing without really knowing what the plot of the movies are going to be, I have watched two of them.

In other news, I've gotten a new burst of enthusiasm to stick with the weight watchers thing.  Apparently the meal planning thing is working great, I was down another .5 this morning!  That makes a full lb since last monday.  Hopefully this trend keeps up!

Current Location:	Work
Current Mood:	pleased
Current Music:	Q98 Retro Cafe.....

Looking forward to moving back to the NRV where the prospect of snow is more long term, and not freaked out over.  I miss good piles of snow that cover the grass and make everything so peacefully quiet.  There is nothing like standing outside at night when the ground is blanketed in snow, and there is snow falling in the sky and you can just stand there and listen to the snow fall, and it's the only sound around.  ~sighs~

Current Location:	Work
Current Mood:	contemplative
Current Music:	Q98 Radio

It's the 1st, and I woke up to a call from the Husband, and snow in the air.  Not ice pellets, but honest to god snow flakes, some big ones too!  It was really neat.  Though not sticking to the roads or pavement or anything, so no snow day for me.  But at least it was still in the air :)  However, it did cause for drivers to be more than averagley stupid.

Oh well, at least there is snow!  It prolly won't last for more than just today, but it's still nice to see :)

Ginger was SO funny when I let her out.  At first she didn't want to go, took one look outside and her ears went back and she looked at me with that "your crazy look" and backed up.  She finally went out and was sniffing at the snow, and then was fine with it.

Current Location:	Work
Current Mood:	chipper
Current Music:	Q98 Radio :(

So Clark Sporting Goods has been sold.  We'll now be a part of another company, Trophy House.  All in all it's a good business move.  We provide something that they don't do, and they provide something that we don't do, and together we will be more profitable and in a better position to get more business and all that.

But that sort of leaves me in a lurch.  First off, I'm just a part time employee, and it's known that I will be leaving in July.   Didn't seem like that bad of a move to let them know back at the time, they were happy to have me for as long as they could.....but now the new owners.  It's all very strange, I haven't really been talked to by the new people as much as others have, and there are going to be a lot of changes coming in the next few months.  And on top of that, we are physically moving to the new location hopefully by March 1.

While all of this was ok, I started making plans to see about pushing up my test date for the Board so I could get my certification from them and apply to the state and get my license asap, I am starting to feel myself being left out of the loop.  I have also decided that I am FED UP with the way the corporate america treats employees.  I'm just an employee, I'm not a supervisor, or in charge of anything, so do I get talked to directly?  Nope, if someone has a problem with what I am doing, or my performance, they talk to my supervisor, and it's up to them to tell me what I'm doing wrong.  Though, inevitably, it all comes across wrong, or suddenly I'm being shit on by my super and I don't know why.  I'm not speaking from just this job, but from the many jobs that I have had in the past 5 years.  It's all one big game of he said, she said, and it's not necessarily what I said.  

That and since the people in charge have not been talking to me, the only information about me and how long I'm staying, and what my plans are come from Karla, my "supervisor" here.  While there is nothing inherently wrong with that, I don't necessarily trust what she might be saying to them.  Karla has a habit of exaggerating about things, and I have heard her misinterpret information and make up stuff on more than one occasion.  This leaves me feeling less than confident about whether I'm actually going with the move, and what I might be doing once there.

Current plan is to get license et al before the frist of march, and to find a shop shortly after that so that I can leave here.  For one I'll be making more money at massage, and two I'll be happier doing that than whether they might and I quote from karla "find for me to do".  To be honest, the only reason I have stayed here as long as I have is because of the lack of a license, and because I actually liked what I was doing here....obviously, both of those situations are about to change, and it's time to move on and get out of corporate america and into a profession where I can set my own rules and if I have an employer, communication will be more direct line rather than round about branching and reminiscent of the game of telephone.

Current Location:	Work
Current Mood:	cynical
Current Music:	Lismore: Blood Bank

The trip back from Ohio to North Carolina was good.  Actually got to see some snow in West Virginia in the Mountains.  Thankfully it wasn't that much, but the grass and the trees were covered up around Flat Top.  I'm sure the skiing was good.

Traffic was very interesting.  I just don't understand it sometimes.  Drove through Ohio and most of WV with a drizzle, traffic was buzzing right along.  Hit the Mountains south of Charleston, WV and start to run into some snow in the air, traffic buzzes right along.  The snow starts to stick to the trees and the grass and such in the median and the edges of the road, traffic is still moving.  Start to see some snow possibly sticking to the road, the salt trucks are out, and traffic?  It's still moving along just fine, cept for the delay in getting around some of the salt trucks.  The rest of the time in the Blue Ridge from WV into VA, no problem with traffic, even with the snow no longer sticking but just blowing across the road.  Get about 30 miles from the border of VA and NC, the roads are bone dry, and no precipitation at all in the air.....the traffic?  Slowed down to a crawl!!!  What the hell?  No reason, no precipitation, no ice or snow, or even water on the roads, no fog, no accidents, just as much traffic as I've seen the whole trip.....and you would think there was ice on the roads for how traffic was behaving!  Coming to complete stops randomly in both lanes of traffic, people with semi-truck distance between them and the car ahead of them braking for no good reason.  ~sighs~  After about 8 hours of driving, this was very irritating.  I could understand it if the road conditions warranted such caution, but I couldn't understand what was backing traffic up so bad in perfect driving conditions when I'd been cruising right along before.  Oh well, made it home safe and sound, if a bit later than I had wanted.

Current Location:	Home
Current Mood:	annoyed

Christmas was good. My mother, bless her heart, she LOVES christmas, I think it's her all time favorite part of the year, was up at 9am and pounding on our doors telling us all to get up! Now, you have to understand that my Mom is rarely up before noon on a normal day, and the entire time that I have been here, I have been up, showered, dressed, and had breakfast before either of them have gotten out of bed. Granted this is mostly due to a nagging puppy dog who just wants to be let out to go potty. But still.....Christmas morning rolls around and it's her up at the crack of dawn making all the rest of us get up. Sheesh.....then she's pushing us to get downstairs, and when we do sit on the couch she drops the stuffed stockings in our lap. Nope, my Mom doesn't look forward to Christmas all year long....not at all.

I didn't get the two things that I had really really wanted....but come to find out that was becasue she never got the email. ~pouts~ Turned out I sent it all to the wrong email address....oh well. So the pants I wanted are now discontinued, and I'll have to do some searching to find some more. I'll put the Christmas money I get toward the pair of new rocks that I want. At least those are still in stock. We did get luggage though, and pictures of the hubby that tickled my Mom and Dad, and Dad also thought it was awesome that he got to talk to my hubby when he was halfway round the world.

On that note though....Christmas sucked....I want a do over. It was great being with the family and all, but it still just wasn't complete. ~sighs~ Oh well, next Christmas is going to rock! That and we'll be in New Hampshire so more than likely there will be snow. No snow in Ohio.....just drizzle all day long....~grumbles~

We also stopped in to see my grandfather. That was difficult. My grandfather was always an independant man with a wonderful spirit and an awesome sense of humor, always making jokes and pulling your leg. About a year ago he had a pretty bad stroke. Now to be fair, he is 91 years old. But it's so sad to see him in a nursing home, unable to really use his left arm, not see very well on the left side, and not able to walk anymore. Not only that but his memory isn't anything like it used to be. I'm not sure he even knew who I was, and knowing that I look a lot like my Dad's side of the family, and am almost a dead ringer for my late grandmother, I always feel kinda strange going in there, wondering if he is going to see me and think that I'm Dorothy. It's also just so hard to see him so dependant on people now. He can't do much of anything for himself anymore. Though his sense of humor is still in there somewhere, when he was asked waht his favorite food was that they serve, he told us it was muskrat ;) Still, the whole thing has been difficult on my Dad, and I can totally understand. I'm not sure how I would be able to handle it if it was my Dad in that situation and not my grandfather.

So tomorrow I head back down to NC. Gotta be in work on Wednesday to scan inventory....whoohoo. Now to find something to do for New Years. I'm pretty sure that I don't want to be home alone on our anniversary/new years eve.

Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas, and safe travels if you went to see friends and family!

Current Location:	Ohio
Current Mood:	happy

It's good seeing the folks again, not much has changed at home. It's kinda amazing how that happens.

My brother is going to be visiting as well. We had thought it was just going to be him. It would have been awesome to have things just like the old times, just the four of us for Christmas. However, it turns out that his fiance can come with him. Which is cool, she's a sweet gal. Though I've heard from both my parents that my brother had changed. Is it possible for a person to change for a girlfriend/boyfriend? I know that I did some changing through all my different relationships, but I don't think it was solely because of the guy I was with, I think I was due for some of those changes to happen. It was me finding myself, but for my brother to have changed, he's always been the one to have a better head on his shoulders, to know what he wants and who he was, unlike me. I'm looking forward to seeing him again, and getting to spend some time with him and see if Mom and Dad are right. Has he changed, and if so, is it a good change, or a bad change? We'll see. My family is a joking family, always making cracks and such, apparently my brothers fiance is pretty sensitive to that kind of stuff, and if she gets upset and offended, then my brother in turn gets upset and offended. I hope that isn't the case, cause, that's the best part of being with my family, making jokes, and laughing about stuff until we are crying and our sides and face hurt. Guess I'll have to wait and see how things have changed.

I'm also out to brave the stores today.....~cringes~....my mothers stoking has always been the neglected one throughout my life. My Mom has always made sure that ours and my Dad's were stuffed to overflowing, but hers was always limp and half filled. This year is even worse, as my Dad has purchased a vacation for the two of them to the place where they had their honeymoon. Thus, I don't think there is anything in my Mom's stocking this year. As soon as my brother gets here, we are going to have to go remedy that. Santa can't just forget one member of the family like that ;)

Hope everyone is having a wonderful holiday season with whomever they happen to be spending it with. While it's wonderful to be home with my family, there's still a big gaping empty place in it this year for me with my husband not being here. Thankfully this should be the only time that this will happen. It's just not the same without him here, there's just something missing about everything that I do.

Current Location:	Ohio
Current Mood:	contemplative

I'm still somewhat inexperienced at the whole sewing thing.  I've been sewing alongside my grandmother and my mother for as long as I could remember.  Every formal outfit I had to wear, or costume for a school play was hand made.  I even made my own wedding dress.

Thing of it is, I'm not the expert sewer, my grandmother or mother were always there to ask questions, or to pass over the hard stuff too.  One of my friends mother's was confused when I made a jacket for him.  It was a mixture of someone who did and didn't know what they were doing.  She initially thought two people had made the jacket :)

So I'm making my pants, and things are going well.  I even ended up making a rolled hem at the bottom of the pant legs.  For those of you that sew, you might have an idea of what that is.  I make a small fold, and then fold it over again, so the raw edges of the fabric don't show at the bottom.  I even hemmed it twice, so it has the effect of what the bottom of the leg on jeans looks like with the two seams.

So basically I'm finished with the whole thing.  So I go to "clean" it up.  To trim off all the thread from the sewing machine, and trim down the seams.  Sadly, I trimmed too short.  I compromised the integrity of the fabric, so it allowed it to fray and pop the seams open.  ~sighs and grumbles~

Note to self: When cleaning up a garmet, do not trim the seams too close.  If a garmet has the tendency to fray, clean up the edges of the seam with seam tape or some other adhesive so the integrity of the fabric remains in tact.

I'm sure that I will learn more and more as my sewing continues.  What can I say, I'm a glutton for punishment and the lengths that I go to get that "perfect" costume peice for my characters.  Maybe some day I'll be as good at sewing as my grandmother.  I wonder if she had to learn by trial and error, and the horror of her mistakes as she went along.

Current Mood:	annoyed
Current Music:	Fluke: Absurd

So I hit this most recent funk sometime on Sunday I think, and once I hit it, I just wallowed in it.  I didn't actively do anything to get myself out of it.  I ate not so healthy food for me, stayed up way too late, didn't feel motivated to do anything in the house, wanted to listen to music that was angry and depressed to feed the slump, actually broke out my 100 proof Southern comfort, which is odd for me since I'm normally a social drinker who doesn't drink unless there are other people around.

Thankfully I finally snapped out of it around 3 something on Wednesday.  I came home from work and actually felt like cleaning up the house :)  whew.  So far so good, as far as the mood goes.  Awhile back, I had decided that I would do a trip to Hampton Roads, and then stay home for a weekend or two since I'm planning on doing the trip to Ohio for Christmas.  However, I'm thinking that I'm going to be doing a trip to Richmond this weekend, with a stop in Raleigh on my way through.  Being around people is going to be a good thing, and I don't have enough friends in Fayetteville.

So I apologize to anyone who had to put up with my moping and rants about life being meaningless and such earlier in the week, and thanks for helping to bring me back up, your all really good friends and I know I wouldn't be able to get through these past few months and the next few to go without you!

Current Mood:	okay
Current Music:	A Guy Called Gerald: Strangest Changes

The cammie whose hospitality I imposed on, and his roommates have 4 cats.  Which isn't a problem for Ginger, since we have 4 cats here as well.  Although one of the cats decided that he did not want to leave Ginger alone.  He would follow Ginger, and place himself in front of Ginger baiting her with his presence and with not to subtle yowls and snarls.  When Ginger would move in to investigate and try to smell the cat, he would let out with a full on attack of claw swipes, biting, hissing and general cat nastiness.  Ginger, thinking that the cat was just playing, would play back the way our cats have taught her, by "pawing" back.  Only Ginger's paw is about as big as the cat's head!  Still, this cat would not leave Ginger alone!  The other cats kept their distance or just disappeared, but not this one.

In the end, since my host is in the Navy and needed to leave early in the morning, we left the game as soon as it ended.  Well, per my usual fashion I had imbibed two Mt. Dew Amps.  So I was no where near tired, and was wide awake and still pretty bouncy.  Since there was really no logistical way to allow Ginger to stay out at night with me and not get into an all out brawl with said cat, or get into mischief with the other pets in the house who happened to be lizards and snakes, I decided that I would just drive back home.  Then Ginger could have the run of the house and not have to be worried about.

So I get home at like 4:30 in the morning and finally wind down enough to sleep around 5, 5:15.  No problem, it's a sunday, I can sleep in, get caught up on rest, be good to go.  Nope.  Apparently Ben got wind of my master plan and called me at 8:30 in the morning.  After that I was up, no going back to sleep.

Oh well, that simply means that I'm in a pretty fun mood for the rest of the Sunday....buddy list beware....I'm going to babble today!

Current Mood:	weird
Current Music:	Dido: Don't think of Me

I head out to see what it is that she is barking at.  The neighbors decided to put up one of those blowup lightup frosty the snowman things in the front yard.  Ginger was not happy with this new decoration.  She wouldn't stop barking at it.  I finally had to have her go inside.

Guess Ginger doesn't like snowmen.  Not that I can blame her, I'm not too fond of those large and annoying blowup decorations either.  We'll see how she responds to it tomorrow.  Hopefully she doesn't feel like she has to alert me that it's there every night, or this is going to be a long December.

The pants are coming along great...we have actual pants now!  I finished putting on the straps and D-rings and put in the in-seam.  I put them on and they look pretty cool.  I need to add some more decorations to it though, it seems like it is missing something.  I'll have to take the finished pair up with me when I go to Raleigh so Jon can help me put chains and such attached to the D-rings.

On another note, I find it kind of ironic and amusing that I work with a 350 degree heat press at work, and have yet to burn myself, yet when pressing a seam at home, I almost burned myself on the steam from the iron.  Well, they do say that the majority of all accidents happen at home.

Current Mood:	amused
Current Music:	Nelly Furtado: Maneater