Friday, December 30, 2011

I did it!

I just spent THREE days straight finishing "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" book before I went and saw the movie.  I am a slow reader, but I ingest every word into my memory.  The movie was good, but the book was phenomenal!  The first third is back story, the second third is fascinating, and the last third explodes all over the place!  Lisbeth is awesome.  LOVE what she does to the rapist...and now that this idea is out there - every "rapist pig" better watch out.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas Eve!

OK, here's the scoop.  Went to the doctor.  She didn't seem alarmed - said it was probably an infection.  I'm on antibiotics for now, getting a chest xray next week just to make sure, and going from there.  I do not feel sick, and my lungs feel good as far as breathing goes, so hopefully it is just one of those things.  Thank you for all of the thoughts and prayers!

Vacation Day # 1, Friday:  Woke up at 11:30 am because I stayed up until 3 am the night before watching this awful, horrible, sad movie about this dog whose master dies and the dog keeps waiting at the train station for NINE YEARS for his dead master to come home who never comes home.  It is a true story and there is a statue of the dog where he waited all that time.  OMG, bring on the snot bubbles!  No wonder I love dogs so much - what human has that kind of loyalty??? NONE.  But I digress...I made breakfast burritos, then my mom and I drove up to Cath's, went to dinner, then to a Christmas church thing which was really good and I cried some more.  I'm so freakin' sappy.  In the middle of the day just before church, I got two panicked calls from two different coworkers in NJ.  I helped them through a crisis and appreciated all the really funny banter that we shared about having no life and working all the time.  I've been promised See's candy and cash transfers to my Paypal account for saving their butts and helping during my vacation.  LOL!  I told them just to forward nice emails to my boss and also Santa.  I worked on their problem once I got home and finished at about 2:30 am.

Today I'm probably going to make some homemade hot buttered rum batter, bake some cookies, then maybe go over to Downtown Disney with the ma and have coffee and shop and look at all the pretty Christmas decorations.

OK I'm hungry, I gotta go...

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

At least it is a pretty Christmasy Red...

So yeah, I'm coughing up blood.  Neat.  Here's a little piece of advice, don't look up symptoms you have on the internet - they tend to go to the extreme.  Am I scared?  Not really.  It's probably something dumb like a broken capillary - but if it's not, well, then it's not.  I'll deal.  It's probably something I've brought upon myself.  I have a wonderful little 11-day vacation starting Friday, and what I DON'T WANT is to spend all of it at the doctor.  This kind of thing needs to happen when I don't have time-off already scheduled.  Bah!  It tastes icky.  I'd make a horrible vampire.

Monday, December 19, 2011

An answered prayer, and I didn't even know it!

A little while ago, October 17th to be exact, I wrote the following prayer down.  I even briefly posted it on here, but then took it off.  Can't remember why.  I highlighted the last part, and if you read the post below this one that I wrote late last night (early morning), you will see that my prayer was answered about "being OK" with walking my road alone.

Dear God,

I'm sure you probably like it better when we pray, but I am a better writer than I am a pray-er. You know I fall asleep before I finish and my mind wanders around on everything anyway. I'm more focused this way.

First, I want to thank you for all the things you have given me and all the prayers you have already answered. I am safe and warm, my bills are paid, I have a great job and for the first time in my life I have a savings account and money left over each month. I live in a beautiful house with a pool, you have averted me from cancer and I have family and friends who love me. This is nothing to shake a stick at, I know. There was a time when I had no idea how I was going to get gas in my car and I was so stressed out and burnt out I thought I was going to have a stroke. This is a big difference and I don't feel worthy of it, but thank you nonetheless. I'm sorry I haven't taken very good care of the body you have given me. I know the ailments I have are my own fault. I just ask for your help to change all these bad habits of mine.

There are so many people I want to pray for. Not just my loved ones, but for all the people who have touched my life. Stay close to them, even if they don't know you or have forgotten about you. Maybe they will feel you some day, like I do. You know all their names.

OK, here comes the hard part. I have got to be the worst so-called Christian who ever walked the face of the planet. I don't do anything right. NOT ANYTHING. No wonder you had to send Jesus. Here I am with this great life and I'm what? Sad. I have everything, and I am freaking sad. It's stupid, but I don't know what to do about it. You say in the Bible we are supposed to have joy, even in suffering. I'm not good at that. In fact, you could say I royally suck at it. I'm sad in suffering, and I'm sad when everything is fine. I'm SUPER good at doing the opposite of everything you ask of me, however. If you could forgive me, that would be awesome.

I don't know what you had/have planned for me to do, but I'm sure I'm not doing it. I want to change that. I want to do whatever it is I am destined to do for you, no matter how small. You will probably have to keep repeating yourself to me, though, because I don't listen well and I procrastinate. But you know that.

One last thing. It's about my heart. It is broken. Can you fix? Maybe you have me slated to be this independent woman who doesn't need a companion, but if that is true, can you help me like it?

That is all for now. Thanks for listening. I love you. Good night.

In Jesus' Name, Amen.

SEE?  It is important to write things down!  Blogs are good!

Do you ever wonder?

Yup, I'm having one of those I-can't-sleep-and-feeling-a-dark-blog-coming-on kind of nights.  I struggle with major depression and anxiety, and sometimes I'm just too tired to fight it.  Although all my different shrinks have told me I'm not crazy or Bi-Polar or anything like that, I do suffer from a form of PTSD, which is ironic if you know anything about my life.

There are certain things that trigger my meltdowns and I've learned just to let it happen.  You can't side-step it, run from it or ignore it.  You have to just accept it, and hold on for the ride.  I'm not alone in this; almost everyone I know deals with "stuff".  Young, old, middle-aged, male, female - doesn't matter.  Life is funny that way, it is no respector of persons.  I am not special or extraordinary or any worse off than anyone else.  And you know what?  There is no passing the buck.  My life is my own, and so is yours.  You can't blame your parents, God, the devil, bad luck, karma, your ex or your genes on how things turned out for you.  Nope, you can't.  You can try, but good luck with that.

Yes, some things happen that are out of your control - but how you deal with it is up to you.  I am constantly trying to change my thinking and just surrender myself over to God, but it is HARD. Think about it though, how else do you develop character if you don't have to wade through the shit pond every once in awhile?  I will admit, sometimes I wonder what the hell I am doing here.  On Earth, I mean.  I often want to die because I can't think of any reason to stay.  But then I snap out of it and go have a cookie.  In therapy, they always have to ask you if you are "suicidal" for obvious reasons.  I always say this:  "Yes, sometimes, but I don't think death is going to be any easier than life so I realize there isn't any point."  That always gets an interesting reaction.  LOL.

I actually do think there is SOME reason I am still alive and kicking - why God hasn't given me the pink slip just yet.  Hell if I know what it is, but yeah.

Here is the weird part.  I *am* starting to change.  I used to be this dating machine, excited and exasperated all the time trying to find some great guy.  The last date I was on was August 27th, with John.  I've been asked out several times since then, and even had dates scheduled with different men, but for some reason I stopped emailing back, didn't return phone calls, and cancelled dinners.  It all of a sudden just didn't seem that important anymore.  About a month ago I was looking at my credit card statement and saw all the recurring online dating site charges.  It was a lot of money.  I cancelled them all that day.  I am still a member of one - a free one, but I only check it if I get an email, and 99.9% of the time I do not respond for some reason or another.  John still sends an occassional text wishing me a happy birthday or some such thing, and I still hear from Joe every once in awhile.  Other than that, I'm just...meandering about.  I don't know if there will ever be someone else.  And I'm not really sure I care.  But this is not the source of my depression - never has been.

Wow.  I'm putting myself to sleep, so I'm sure I lost you awhile back.  I'm gonna shut it now and go lie down.  Gotta try and turn it off for a few hours - must work tomorrow.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Making Memories

Cath helping us make the super secret family recipe for Jam Cake.  MMMMMM!
My backordered birthday present - a seriously awesome espresso machine...
More Christmas decorations FA LA LA
I finally got all 3 dogs in 1 picture.  Maggie the Cairn Terrier, Saydee the Pitbull and Molly the Maltese.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Santa Visits a Wee Bit Early

The kids are flying back to Seattle for Christmas, so we did our celebrating with them this weekend.  We had the new traditional Christmas dinner of pizza and spaghetti with meatballs from Biagio's because Crazydogmama's ass is kicked.  Then, we opened the pretty presents and watched a movie.  Grandma and Auntie Cathy pooped out early.  It is getting awfully chilly here for So. Cal. and it is actually feeling a bit "Christmasy" this year.  The pool is 53 degrees and the poor pool heater just looked at me and said 'I don't think so'.

Wednesday, December 07, 2011

Red Bull Tastes Like Feet

Bleck!  That stuff is NASTY!  I am so sleepy today that I fell asleep in my car at lunch.  We have Red Bull in our vending machines for 25 cents, so I thought what the hell.  I want my 25 cents back.  I am going to hurl.

Monday, December 05, 2011

My Demon has the Flu

OK.  I keep a Kleenex box on my night stand on my left side.  It is always there, I never move it.  Maggie cannot reach it.  A few nights ago, as I was finally starting to drift off to sleep, I hear an awkward and slight "thud/crunch".  I thought it was probably my cell phone falling off the bed (yes, I sleep with it, shut up), as it often does, but I felt around my pillow for it, and there it was, untouched.  Curious, I got up and switched on my lamp.  The Kleenex box was on the RIGHT side of the bed on the floor.  It was not there when I got into bed.  I no longer thrash about after getting into bed due to my new awesome memory form mattress, there is nothing to set it onto on the right side, and there is no way for it to get over to the right side without SOMEONE MOVING IT.  I did not move it, Maggie was under the covers, and the fact that I heard it landing on the floor means it got there BY ITSELF.  I even asked my mother if she had been messing with it and she swore she hadn't touched it.  I'm a little creeped out and thinking maybe I should lighten up on the horror movie watching before I am hurling pea soup onto a priest.

Sunday, December 04, 2011

Christmastime and The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

This is the first time I have decorated for Christmas since 2006.  It was done for me in 2007 when my dad passed, I just went through the motions in 2008 and then my life fell apart further as you long time readers know, and I just sort of "skipped over" Christmas as best I could.  Not this year!  I spent all of Saturday decorating, drinking spiked eggnog and listening to Christmas music with my two moms and all the puppies.  Magadog, Molly and Cath's dog Saydee.  Good times. My mom carried on our tradition of getting a new ornament each year, and she got this really pretty Mickey ornament from Disneyland for us.  You would all be proud of me, I LET OTHER PEOPLE HANG ORNAMENTS ON THE TREE.  This was a big step for me, I guess all the therapy has paid off.

Late last night as the wind was kicking up and it was cold out, I curled up with Magadog and my new book "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo".  Everyone I know has raved about it, so with the movie coming out on the 21st, I thought I would get it read.

Friday, December 02, 2011

Eggnog Lattes and Chocolate Whoopie Pies

These will be the end of me.  Any and all healthy living progress has been squashed into oblivion for the moment.  I blame Starbucks.