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#NaBloPoMo – Nothing Turned Rant

I had another post planned for today, something I’ve saved for a few weeks in a bookmark, but I just don’t feel like writing about it. It’s one of those things that gets my blood boiling a bit and I don’t think I have the mental energy. So what will I write? I have absolutely no idea. I think I read somewhere once that you should never begin a writing project with, I have no idea what to write, but why not? It’s my blog and people tend to like my Nothing posts.

Oh speaking of people’s opinions on how you should write, I should have saved this link. Let me dig it up. Ok there it is. This blog basically promotes not editing your writing for typos. Can someone play that record screeching sound?

I ranted about it a bit on Twitter but since it’s in my brain again after I decided I didn’t know what I’d write, it must need mentioning. I always, always, no really always, go over what I’ve written before I hit send. Whether it be a tweet or an email or a blog post, I always check before I post. Rarely, I’ll hear a mistake in a tweet and laziness makes me send anyway, but not often. There have been times when I didn’t feel like editing and in that case, I come out and say I don’t feel like editing. Here’s why this is important to me.

My writing is a reflection on me. I take pride in what I write even though it’s not something that will go into a book and be paid for. Just like I’ll cringe if my house is a disaster and I get unexpected company, I expect my writing to be a reflection of my intelligence and my education.

I notice typos so much more now that I use a screen reader. The link above states that if the first and last letters of a word are correct, our brains fill in the rest. That’s true, I read that thing that went around with words spelled wrong in the middle and I did it visually and could read the sentence. However when your computer is converting text to speech, typos are like nails on a chalk board. I think it’s ridiculous that someone calling themselves a writer is basically saying, don’t correct your typos.

I’m not insane about perfection on my blog the way I would be if I were writing something for publication. I know my grammar isn’t perfect and I don’t always follow rules. But if there’s a glaring typo? Oh I can’t stand it! I don’t hear punctuation and things of that nature and if a name isn’t capitalized I won’t know it, but if you write, ” I was watching a baesball game last night and I couldnt believe that ump’s call”, I hear those mistakes. I just had to tell my computer I meant to typo the words baseball and couldn’t. Yet those mistakes still make it in to things I read on a daily basis.

I just think fixing that typo and adding the apostrophe mean you take pride in your work, that’s all. A typo in a word is much easier to know how to fix than a hyphen or whether to use an adverb or not. Just read your work out loud if you need help catching those mistakes.

Wow, I wasn’t expecting to go on a rant. I’m testy right now. We got a note on the door on Saturday informing us that the apartment complex was giving us forty-eight hour notice to enter. I almost swear the flier had today’s date for the insurance inspection, and it was forty-eight hours in advance of today so doesn’t that make sense? I didn’t go to the gym, because while I don’t need to be home for that, I prefer to be. I leave Timmy in a room when I go out so he doesn’t escape when I leave and come home. I also don’t want to walk in the door and hear voices in my apartment. Even if I did logically know it was management, that would still be frightening.

I’ve waited all day and nothing. I called the office and no answer. It’s now 5:08pm and I’m annoyed. If it is tomorrow and I was wrong, why did the notice say forty-eight hours?

Perhaps that is why I’m being a spelling crazy in this post. I’m aggravated and hungry. I never did fix lunch, thinking that as soon as I sat down and got my hands dirty, they’d show up. Hungry and annoyed is not a good combination. Looks like I’ll be waiting for them all day tomorrow, too. Lovely.

It’s really a luxury problem. I really am in a pretty terrific mood; I just feel inconvenienced. I’ll be doing a Hanging with Ro episode featuring Erik and I really want to get that recorded before NaBloPoMo ends.

It’s been rather fun writing every day! Maybe I’ll attempt to keep it up. Ok, lay it on me, how many times did I use punctuation incorrectly? I bet there’s no typos though, unless something wasn’t capitalized. I can’t hear that unless I check the beginning of every sentence.

Yep, B just called and he thinks the date on the notice was actually tomorrow’s date. We both focused on the forty-eight hours bit. Right there, there’s another reason to check your work! It should have been seventy-two hours! Ok I’m done, really.

No I’m not. I meant to include that typos can be fun sometimes, especially in chat. My friend typoed a word (yes I meant typoed as an adverb) and I couldn’t tell what he meant to type. We ended up using the typo to describe a kind of moment in a baseball game. In that case, typos are fun.


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#NaBloPoMo – Hazy Nothings

I am completely exhausted today so I have no real brain power left for a post. How bout a nothing stream of consciousness post? Yeah why not.

It’s almost time to feed Jayden so this will be fragmented. An Offspring song is playing. Do you ever have a day where you’re in such a daze it almost feels like the day didn’t or isn’t happening? That’s how I feel today. I’m so tired.

I woke up in the middle of the night and was in so much pain I couldn’t get back to sleep. A storm system is moving out and the constant change in the weather lately is killing me. I haven’t been able to afford a massage since I think the beginning of Octoberish so ouch. Add all the cleaning I’ve done, moving furniture and scrubbing and ugh. It’s not pretty.

Thank goodness for the bum cushion. The pain would be world’s worse if I didn’t have that. Bum cushion? Yeah, I don’t feel like finding the link right now. Maybe by the time I go to publish this, I’ll go find it.

I think Silverchair is playing now. Yep, Silverchair.

Anyway, back to the hazy day. The hours seem thin, thinking back on them. The day doesn’t seem to have any substance, like trying to remember a dream. It’s like thinking back on my past and straining to remember what happened in a blackout. Ok it’s not THAT bad; I do remember today for the most part. I’m just so tired.

I had plans to go to Gamma’s today since we skipped Sunday due to weather. Oops, it’s Jay’s feeding time.

Ok so yeah, Gamma’s today. Gamma invited Aunt B too, so she picked me up. This morning I walked around like a zombie getting ready. I remember talking to Georgie on the phone, and discovering a product on Amazon didn’t have free shipping anymore. Sad making. If it doesn’t have free shipping, I don’t buy it. I remember almost falling over in the shower, on the curtain side not the wall side. That would have been bad.

Once we got to Gamma’s I was ok, just felt tired. Then Jayden kept me from running into a wall and he wasn’t even working. I had him on leash after taking him outside. I love it when he leash works.

After we ate and chatted Aunt B and I headed out. It was nice not to have to take paratransit as originally planned. Jayden kept me from falling off the steps of the front porch. Geez, I was so incredibly out of it.

Luckily I had prepared coffee before I left, sensing I’d practically need a coffee IV upon arriving home. I brewed it and then the afternoon gets really hazy. I don’t even really remember what I read online. I know I tested a site for someone on the accessibility list which I shouldn’t have done in such a state. Then ‘American Pie’ started playing and I remembered audio I promised for a Twitter friend. I don’t know how I even managed to do that. I suppose things you do on a regular basis can be done on auto pilot. I’ve literally felt stoned today and I absolutely despise that feeling.

It’s kinda funny if you saw me walk right now, all herby jerky, kinda like buffering audio. Funny when I’m not stuck on the scary. Times like these make me wonder if the MS is waking but I really think it’s just the perfect combo of ever changing weather, not sleeping well last night and built up pain from no massages in awhile. I think the gym will help tomorrow, if I don’t talk myself out of going. Don’t talk yourself out of going, tomorrow Ro.

I hear voices outside and Ozzy Osborne is singing.

Oh it’s two nights now with the veggie medley. So good, so so good. The cubed cheddar really adds just the perfect amount of flavor. It’s yummy. Tomorrow’s a weigh-in day though I really don’t expect two nights of eating veggies to make much of a difference. We shall see. I was 156 at the last weigh-in. Target of 150. So close, so so close.

A jet is flying over. I love that sound. Oh it’s rumbling! I can feel it in my stomach. Love it!

No more tears, sings Ozzy.

It’s 4:46 pm. Can I go to bed yet? Not for a few hours. I’m listening to a collection of short stories by Stephen King. Fun stuff. One of them referred to a thirty two year old woman is being in early middle age. Early middle age? Ouch. I’m thirty-two. Early middle age? Oh well, at least I’ll always picture myself at twenty-nine. I think I will get relevant links for this post. It’s the least I can do. I’m not THAT hazy. I really do feel like I’m trying to recount a dream, thinking about my day today. It’s like trying to hold water in your hands.

Just added the two links. Now the sentences about not finding the links don’t make sense. But they shall stay since it’s my blog and I’ll leave them if I want to. Stone Temple Pilots are singing now. I need to do another audio blog. Got lots of good response to that. I didn’t get any comments on the, oh great we need another link, playing with Jayden audio I did yesterday.

Who’s this singing now, I can’t tell. Siri? Siri where are you? Oh right, I don’t have you. Alex, check iTunes please, who’s this? Aerosmith? Wow, this is very early Aerosmith. Doesn’t sound like them.

I’m gonna go listen for typos and see if anything else comes to mind.

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Sleep deprived rants, rambles and nothings

*This is long*

I haven’t done year ago recaps the last couple days because I didn’t write any last year. Today I feel like writing a rambling post because I got no sleep last night and my brain is apple sauce and I need something to keep me awake to I’m able to sleep tonight. My wireless keyboard is being a bitch and I don’t know why and I really want to be on the couch grrrr.

Back on my desk chair and it’s kinda funny because I have a laptop. But using it as a laptop would require unplugging stuff. Kinda dumb, maybe I should get a desktop next time.

You know what’s gonna happen? I had all this stuff I wanted to rant and ramble about and now that I’m writing it’s gonna go away I know it. Maybe I should start with why I got no sleep.

Yesterday I slept till ten which is unheard of for me, but I did. Saturday morning the neighbor’s dog woke me up at 6:30. I don’t know if the neighbors are home when the dog is screaming. If so, how do they sleep through that? I think that started the dominos falling since I slept forever yesterday morning. So I didn’t fall asleep as early as normal last night. I think I drifted off around 11:30. I sleep with one ear plug in. Yeah, one. Started when we got Spinelli because when she was a kitten, she’d play with toys at all hours of the night. I mostly sleep on my right side, so I stuck an earplug in my left ear. I’ve just kept it up because I’m a light sleeper.

So in the wee hours of the morning this morning, I unfortunately had my non plugged ear exposed to the world. It would just happen that B would wake up and want a midnight snack. No, he didn’t have his snack in bed but our apartment isn’t that big so the kitchen isn’t that far. No, he didn’t make a huge snack which required the banging of pots or even the beeping of the microwave. All he had were cookies.

This is to the cookie packaging people. Seriously, wtf is up with your packaging? Oh, should I have put a warning on this post like I do with the Vomit Comet? I probably won’t swear, but this isn’t gonna be all oooooh cute doggy stuff.

So back to the cookie packaging people. I understand that you want your cookies to stay fresh. In fact, I appreciate that. The flappy thing on top of your package that sticks back down is awesome. My question is, will you please get an engineer to help you design a new package?

The cookies in the center of the package come out fine. The rows on the edges however, are crammed underneath plastic. The cookies themselves are housed in a very thin crackly plastic tray which the plastic bag covers around the edges so your flap has room to adhere.

Now, cookie packaging people, take your package into a kitchen that echos. Empty out the center cookies. Got it? Now, try to get the cookies on the end rows. DO YOU HEAR HOW LOUD THAT IS???? Ahem. Sorry. Didn’t mean to yell there. It’s just that when you hear that noise in the middle of the night, 3:30 to be exact, your sleep addled brain will go, what is that noise? That is not a normal noise. I must figure out what that noise is. The brain of the light sleeper will wake to find out whether the owner of the brain needs to begin fight or flight. Fire? Burglar? Ax murderer? Oh wait…no…cookies.

That folks, is why I had four hours of sleep. Unfortunately I couldn’t fall back into dream land after discovering what the noise was. I lay there for two hours then finally said eff it and got up at 5:30. Jayden was happy.

B: God you’re up early.

Me: I’ve been awake. I can’t lay here anymore.

B: Did I wake you?

Me: Yeah, cookies.

B: That was hours ago!!

Me: I know.

B felt horrible. I assured him I wasn’t mad at him; he didn’t do it on purpose. He called awhile ago to check on me, telling me he felt horrible. I told him it wasn’t his fault and to blame the cookie packaging people.

After talking with Georgie and Carol during hours that are normally very happy ones for me on a normal amount of sleep, I cancelled my ride to the gym because no way could I workout with no sleep. I didn’t want to anger the spoon thief even more. Luckily, I got a few hours of entertainment.

Here is the disclaimer I put up when linking to a Vomit Comet cast. Yeah, here at the Roof I’m pretty PG. The Vomit Comet isn’t. If you’re ok with that, then you’ll be interested in the following link. If you don’t like swearing and such, don’t click the link. I however, thought it was fabulous.

Carin and Steve recorded themselves opening the blanket, among other things. I was fairly awake while listening to that. It’s in three parts. It’s awesome. Now I’m like, what, huh, where am I? Soooo tired. Rambling blog whoo hoo!

I should hopefully get the other puppy pool winners’ stuff out soon. Hopefully.

Something in the cast, so aptly named ‘The Cozy Cast’ reminded me of something. Steve had a guy ask him once if he was angry about being blind. In the men’s room was where this question was posed. Funny. Anyway, I just got that question. A guy in the laundry room, upon finding out I haven’t always been blind asked me if that caused anger. I paused to think about it. I told him maybe in the beginning but…I was bout to launch into how my life is pretty awesome when he totally changed the subject by asking what my dog’s name is. This is the guy who asked if that’s my dog, the one I mentioned a few days ago. The anger question was so out of left field and asked in such a deadpan way, then the subject changed so abruptly, it just made for a strange interaction.

Ok what else was I going to write about? Listening to the cast gave me so many ideas and I knew I’d forget them. Oh! A thousand ways to die, I caught that show last Friday. Awesome show! It’s definitely a tv version of Vomit Comet.

Ok is this post just my response to the cast? I don’t know. It’s really windy. Like, really windy. What does that have to do with my questioning whether this post is in response to the cast? Nothing. Absolutely nothing; it’s just an observation. It’s windy.

I should put a note at the top of the post that this is long. Ok, done.

Oh yeah, the point of the anger question, as the guy told Steve was that “we” seem angry. Or, a lot of “us” do. So blinks, don’t be angry. It’s not good for your body. Accepting it sucks, especially when you go blind later in life. But as Georgie asked me when I first went blind, can you accept that some days will be harder than others? Yeah, that I can do. One day at a time baby. Don’t be angry. There’s enough anger and hate in the world.

Speaking of anger, Steve. Yeah you. You never asked me for a list of colors until you were all panicky during the cast. So now the people who listen think you asked me and I’m a slacker and never sent it. Yes, I said I was a slacker in the tweet I told you to read, but not in that sense. I meant in the sense that it took over year to get the blanket to you. But you never asked me for the colors. And also, while we’re on the subject of the panicky begging for the colors please hurry email would be great graniticness (I can’t figure out what that word was supposed to be so I’m just leaving it) of your tweets on Saturday, dude. You were replying to your brother! What was that about? Hey Ro, hurry, send the colors, hurry. Oh hey brother of mine what’s up, yeah a party sounds great. Wow dude.

Whoa, where did that come from? I was really wishing I could record after I listened to that. Because it would be so much easier to ramble in a recording. Now I’m gonna have to go fix typos in this thing and my arms hurt. I have Garage Bad but I can’t get the metronome to stop. Click. Click. Click. Aaaah! Holy wind. Like, major gusts wow.

What else did you guys talk about that had me nodding or laughing or nodding and laughing? Oh the tracking. Hahahahahahaha! Logistics. UPS sent the blanket into Canada then back into the states. I was tracking it and I got Carin tracking it and she had never tracked before. The blanket was scheduled to arrive at Carin’s on Friday. It reached Canada on Monday. So, UPS said, hmmm, you know, we told them it would get there Friday. It’s gonna get there too early. Lets send it back to the states for a bit to kill some time. That’s Logistics.

Steve, I said that on Twitter during the tracking. You stole it and said it on the cast. How dare you. Then you made fun of me for being addicted to tracking. Mean ol’ meany.

Whoa ok really it has been forever since I’ve done a post like this. Blame my sleep deprived mind and the cookie packaging people. I feel like I should talk about Verizon because I feel like a Bob Sagget comedy sketch without the swearing. Verizon. I might switch to them because AT & T bought T-Mobile. Someone on Twitter said AT & T and T-Mobile got married. There will be no reception.

Steve, see how I didn’t take credit for that joke? Yeah, it’s all over town. Scoop it out of the bay.

Lull. Lull in thoughts. Maybe that means I’m done. Wait no. So Trixie loved the blanket. I think animals love crochet. My cats sure do. I kept hoping Jayden would pop his head up when you guys said his name but he didn’t. I think he was happy I was on the couch to cuddle with with no crochet in the way. I was too tired to do that.

Arm hurts. Maybe I’ll edit and see if anything else comes to me.

Oh yeah, Alex says UPS just like Carin’s grandma? Was that who Carin? And tweeps. Hahahahaha. People, at least listen to part one of the cast if you’re ok with swearing and general rated R things. Because the thing about tweeps is too damn funny. Seriously. Whoa, upon editing, I had spelled tweeps as twerps twice. And holy crap, spelled it as twerps when I tried to write I spelled tweets as twerps twice. Wow. Twas the night before Twitter and all through the hwouse… Because if you say twerps, you’re a twerp. Tweep is just such an annoying word. Winning. Tiger blood. Warlock.

Hhaha blue. Dark blue. Black. Blue. Black. Blue. I think I see pink. Where’s pink? Oh and Carin, when you thought it said red, I think it did too. But Steve couldn’t keep his trap shut. Wow, this is really a post all about picking on Steve. Stweve. Twexit hahaha!!!!

Ok really, I think that’s it. I just really need to stay inactive yet awake. Awake because I can’t sleep or I won’t sleep tonight. Inactive because if I’m active on no sleep, it will do bad things to the MS. You know, I used to do this on purpose when I first got sober, before I knew I had MS. I would deprive myself of sleep and drink lopts of caffeine because it was a free buzz. A freelapse. This morning it was kinda fun, but now I just want to sleep. And it’s only 3:07pm. Ugh. Oh! My friend Erik is visiting next month. My best online friend of fourteen years who I’ve never met. I might see if he’d want to do a cast while he’s here. I think that would be cool.

Alrighty then, this was just a really bad post. But you read the whole thing…


Filed under Jayden, plugs, quirky words, rambles, rant, Sleep Deprived Fun, spoons, The Nothing, twitter me this, weather

A bad case of the nothings

I feel like writing but don’t know what to write. For some reason, I haven’t worked on that young adult novel I started back in November. Maybe that’s why I like short stories, because I write them, edit them, and they’re done. Perhaps doing short stories right now is a good way to get my confidence up like yes, I can finish a story and yes people like it. Hmmm.

I was so exhausted yesterday after my friend left. So much has been going on, so many days in a row of doing something that I think my body just said, yaya! Done! Like when I used to work, I would get totally exhausted at the end of Friday since my body knew it was finally time to relax. Does that make sense? So I was excited for today, nothing shelled, nothing needing accomplishing, but now that I’m caught up on my normal morning reading, I’m bored but still tired. What a pickle!

So I thought, I feel like writing. But not writing. Rambling. Yeah…rambling! Writing about whatever and just blah write. Hmmm. Blah write. Could that be a new term?

I just heard from my brother. He’s not my real brother, he’s my Saavi brother. We both took life skills classes together and then lost touch and he just contacted me on FB. He’s starting college! Sweet! I love hearing from people I’ve lost contact with.

I think I might just publish this post without editing. For shame! Well it’s because when I write a short story or something, I painstakingly edit it. This is blah writing, therefore it needs no edits. My rules. Ha!

I’m reading ‘Gone with the Wind’. I decided I wanted a nice long book and it’s forty nine hours long. Wow. I really like it. Last night, Scarlett snuck in and read Ashley’s latest letter to Melanie. I couldn’t help but think about how pertinent the letter was to today. He talks about how nothing will ever be the same, that the sleepy slow life of old will never return after all the bloodshed. I often think about if people from the past saw what we were like today, how would they react?

So I started thinking about if Scarlett O’Hara were here today and saw how the girls dress. She had a hard time swooning, had to fake it, but I bet you she’d hit the floor faster than you can say mini skirt if she saw how women look today.

Ok that was a random thought. I just got a text message; I bet S replied in FB.

Yep that was him. So I was thinking what I would title this post and usually when I write nothing I have nothing somewhere in there and one of my subjects one time was ‘nothing, nothing tar la la’. That got me a really funny search query.

I’ve got about nine search queries that have landed people here, saved for a post. Some of them are pretty funny! I just want a few more before posting, but funny ones are few and far between. Mostly I get searches for David Price and Evan Longoria and quite a few for roof problems, even quite a few for crochet sweatbands.

There’s a cat eating and Jayden is curled up on the couch right next to where my desk chair is. Oh, another text message.

It’s so nice catching up with him. I’m tired. I just got a comment on the last story and she said once she started reading, she couldn’t stop. Yay! I’m actually finding it a little hard to just write nonsense and not care about editing. Hmmm.

Yeah, in fact I’m just not feeling a nothing post. Guess I’ll end it here. Maybe a good old play session with the Wubba is in order. What do you think Jay? Yeah? Ok.


Filed under Audio books, Jayden, random stuff, The Nothing

Nothing nothing tra la la

I’m bored. I’m caught up on my social networking. I spent like an hour on my stat counter today just checking out page loads. Quite a few people seem to be reading my entire blog haha. Really? It’s that entertaining? Cool. I mean one of the readers is actually looking at all the comments too. Wow. Thanks for having such a good time lol. I did that when I first started reading blogs. Going every single post. I do that now when I finda new one too, though that’s been awhile.

There is no Rays game tonight. I feel empty. I feel like I’ve lost a part of me. I miss Evan. I miss Matt. I miss Jeremy and David and Carl and Ben. Ok not gonna name all the players. That would bore you. Does all my baseball talk bore you? Hmmm. Oh well, I like it. I kinda doubt we’ll win tomorrow. It’s the 5th day of the week. We’re at home on a concert night. And we’re playing the Orioles who are 9 and 1 since getting a new manager. Yikes.

Pre-season football is on. Joy. B has a game on because he’s doing the ESPN Streak for the Cash thing and he picked the football game. I’ve tried it but forget most of the time. I picked the Marlins over the Nationals tonight.

Timmy is in the kitchen window cowling. Meow. Meow!! Meeeeeow meeeeow meow. Let me out. Let me out!!!! Let me ooooooout! Pleeeeeese? He got out on me the other morning. I couldn’t find him to lock him up so I took the cane out with me when I took Jayden to relieve. Timmy was howling at the door and he got passed the cane. B got up and went and got him. Yesterday I couldn’t find him and my ride was gonna be here. So I took Jayden and the cane but when I heard Timmy howling at the door, I crouched in front of it and opened it a crack and he tried to get out but walked right into my hands. Bwah ha ha!!! Gotcha. He’s gonna give me grays. Good thing I color.

Jayden destroyed a paper towel roll today. It’s a very fun while very temporary toy. It all started one day when I used the last paper towel and got silly, calling Jayden through the roll. Jayden got all crazy and I ended up getting on the floor and he grabbed it and ran all over the house. So now I make it a 5 minute toy when I get an empty one. I’ll throw it and he’ll grab it and run and bring it to me. He wants to tug with it but that’s not possible so I tell him “drop it”, he lets go and I throw it. Repeat. So fun! I also do this with empty half gallon milk jugs. The temporary toys are the most fun! Of course I constantly check it all for choke hazards and you know what a hovering dog mom I am, so no worries.

Timmy has stopped his howling.

I cringe when I hear a helicopter. We had a helicopter fall out of the sky about a month or so ago. Just fell right out of the sky. Killed the three people on board. So now when I hear a helicopter I duck. Like ducking would save me.

I wacked my head in the laundry room today. I bent over to get the clothes out of the cart and forgot about the high wall shelf thing. Wack! Rounded corner luckily, but ouch. It still hurts if I touch it. Don’t touch it.

There haven’t been any new blog posts in hours. No email, nothing new on FB or Twitter. Where is everyone? Sheesh don’t you know I’m killing time before I can go to bed and there’s no baseball to keep me from reading all my social networking so that I have plenty to read before bed? Gah!

It sucks that football is back. It’s so nice when baseball is the only sport going because then that’s all that’s on tv when B is home. Now it’s back to whistles blowing and clock watching and halftime. All things baseball doesn’t have.

Jayden just sighed.

It’s almost time for our nightly game of tug.

Just heard a motorcycle on the road outside. I’m not incredibly close to the road but sometimes you hear loud vehicles. And you can always hear the crotch rockets racing each other. I’m surprised we don’t hear more crashes.

I’ve been voting for the Rays’ Pepsi Refresh Project idea to get a grant for the Moffet (I think?) Cancer Center to teach kids about cancer prevention. You can vote by text by texting ‘Rays’ to 76462. I think voting ends Saturday. I should have written that sooner. But if a Rays fan reads this, I’m sure they’ve already been voting or know how to vote. I vote constantly. It’s so easy to do by text.

A cat is in the window saying hi to the desert bugs.

Did you know you can actually train your dog to be a rattlesnake alert dog? I never knew that. But I won’t do it because it requires a shock collar. They get a de-fanged rattlesnake and when the dog goes to check it out, they get shocked. So it makes them jump when they smell it. It’s really good for hikers and stuff and Dave’s dog actually kept him away from a rattlesnake. She smelled it and jumped and he knew to follow her and she got them way around it. Handy. Just wish it didn’t require a shock.

Alrighty then, that’s what came out of my brain while I’m killing time before sleep. I got uber fatigued after just one load of laundry today so I’ve been just waiting for bed the whole rest of the day. Sleeeeeeeep! After Jayden’s play session of course. 😉

Thanks for reading the nothing!

And I don’t feel like editing, so typos, you may stay, rent free. You’re welcome.


Filed under baseball, blind blunders, cats, desert life, dogs, evan longoria, Jayden, jayden quirks, laundry, spoons, sports, The Nothing, Timmy, where is everyone?

Weather and nothing

It’s been awhile since I just sat down to write about whatever. I know weather is at the forefront of what I feel like writing. I was talking to Erik the other day and it seems we always come around to weather. That makes me feel old. How’s the weather? Hot. Really? It can’t be worse than it is here. Oh yeah? Yeah, I’m in the desert, you’re in CT. It’s 91 with 95 percent humidity. What???

Ok folks. I have a confession to make. My entire life I hated it when people would say, yeah but it’s a dry heat, in reference to the AZ heat. I’d always say yeah an oven is dry too. But I get it. I get it now. The older I get and especially with the MS, I notice humidity. I know we don’t have it bad like most everywhere else. I get that now. Because when we do have it, I’m miserable. So I get it ok? I won’t get mad when people say it’s a dry heat. I can be out in the hundred degree weather for short periods of time, to take Jayden out, to walk to the car, and it’s fine. But when you add in humidity, I’m miserable instantly.

The last few mornings I’ve taken Jayden out and then come in to check the weather, not trusting that the misery I felt was true, trying to convince myself to go for a walk. It’s been in the upper eighties with humidity in the upper twenties at 6:30am. Ugh. To most, those are probably pretty ok numbers, but it’s really hard on me.

I know that this is just the beginning of the monsoon season. The monsoons are just hanging around, close enough to raise the humidity, but they aren’t doing anything, which means we get no relief. When the monsoons finally start, the humidity will break a bit, the temp will drop before the storms, the wind will be cool. But right now it’s just ick.

I’m dreading going to Gamma’s today, because of the weather. Supposedly we’re finally supposed to see some storm action today. There hasn’t even been the rumble of thunder. There has been rain twice, but not a cooling rain. We’ll need to run by the store when B picks me up from her house and I’m just dreading getting into the hot car. That’s the worst part, getting into a vehicle after it’s been sitting for fifteen minutes.

So that’s my rambling about the weather. It’s just making me ache all over. I got a massage the other day and it’s a good thing because I was in so much pain before the massage, can you imagine adding the humidity on top of that if I hadn’t gotten the massage? Owwww.

I’ve been really good about taking a vitamin, finally. I got the one a day womens vitamin. I think they’ve definitely helped balance me out. I’m not getting such horrid dizzy spells and they seem to give me more energy.

I’ve been eating pretty bad though. And I can feel it a bit in my waist line. Oops. Better get back on the wagon; don’t want to gain wait. I was doing soooo well.

I’m thinking about trying to trim my own hair. What? Are you crazy? Well, sometimes yes. It’s really long but the ends feel horrible. My hair lives up in a bun for the whole summer, so if I trim it badly, who will notice? And then I won’t feel those terrible ends anymore. I just don’t really see the point of spending money on a trim when I don’t wear it down in the heat anyway. So we’ll see if I have the courage to do it.

Yesterday while I was killing time before the game, I read all the posts labeled ‘Insert’. That was fun hehe! I’m so glad I have all the posts about Jayden before I knew who he was. It was fun to read back on all that stuff.

I’m bored this morning. Saturdays I get caught up on blogging and reading and such so it’s leaving nothing for Sundays. I’ll groom Jayden in a bit. The game isn’t on till 10:40 though the pregame will start at 10:10. And then I’ll decide later to listen to the archive or not.

I’ve been grooming Jayden every other day. He’s just shedding something awful. Hehehe he’s dream wagging against my leg right now lol.

I need to check out this place in town that is a do it yourself grooming place. Jayden is gonna need a bath soon I think. GDB told me that regular grooming will keep him from needing baths all that often, and that too many baths will dry his skin. But it’s been about four months since his bath at school. The do it yourself place helps you learn everything, and they’ll do nail trimming. So it sounds pretty cool. Petsmart would take him from me for an hour to groom him. I’m just not cool with that.

Ok this isn’t supposed to be a doggy diaries post but I can’t blog without talking about Jayden. I suppose it’s not really a diaries post since I’m just thinking out loud about what I want to do. Yeah.

Alrighty, this is getting boring.

Just checked the weather. It’s 86 degrees and 44 percent humidity. 44?? That’s freakin high for AZ. No wonder my wrists ache. Monsoons, please hurry.


Filed under desert life, Gamma, Jayden, monsoons, spoons, The Nothing, weather

Nothing here but nothing

Ah, it’s been awhile since I wrote a nothing post. I really don’t know what to do at the moment and haven’t enjoyed blogging for blogging’s sake in so long. So, when you’re bored and killing time, what better thing to do than open up a blank blog and just write?

I’m feeling a bit blah right now. Yesterday I went and worked out like normal, came home and felt my normal afternoon fatigue, settled in to crochet and wait for the game when a wave of exhaustion, a deluge of pure fatigue from my bones to my skin, crashed over me with no warning. My eyes didn’t want to stay open. I zoned out completely during the game until something happened and the announcer’s voices got louder. Whoa, that kind of mind altering fatigue is always disconcerting. I instantly jump to why. Why am I this tired? What did I do differently? Then I remind myself that my body doesn’t need an explanation.

It was becoming clear though, that I didn’t feel well. My throat felt sore, my ears felt full of pressure. Allergies? Or am I getting sick? As the hours passed I felt worse and worse. I told B I didn’t know if I should call Dave and cancel this morning’s lesson. We meet early on Tuesdays, so if I was gonna cancel, I didn’t want him to wake up early. B said that by judging how I looked and sounded, I wouldn’t feel up for a lesson this morning. So I called Dave and he said someone at work had gotten smacked by a bug that came on fast and took her down for a few days. Great.

I took some cold medicine and went to bed and woke up this morning to a visit from Aunt Flo. Ooooh. Is she the reason for the sudden onset of body numbing fatigue? You know, Aunt Flo is a real brat. I hate her monthly inflitrations. Bah.

Lori and I are supposed to hang out today. We’ve been getting together Mondays, but she was busy yesterday and Tuesdays actually work better for me anyway. She sent a text this morning asking if we’re on and I told her I think so, but I’m playing by ear.

So that’s where things stand. I’m in this moment between feeling like utter crap and feeling ok. It’s a limbo. I think, yeah I’ll be fine to hang out, run to Walgreens, grab a Starbucks. No problem. I’ll just stay loaded up on Advil and I have plenty of Always Infiniti. But then I think, ok a shower will feel great and that way I’ll be presentable to leave the house. And I have those cute new capris Gamma ordered me. I get excited thinking about putting on my new clothes, if only to see my clerks at Walgreens, when the realization that I have to take a shower rushes in.

A shower. Invigorating. Hot water massaging my aching muscles, cascading on my crampy belly. It sounds so inviting. But will it be an exhausting shower? It’s hit and miss with me. Sometimes a shower makes me feel great, other times I have to collapse for awhile after. Since I’m coming out of a recent fatigue, and with Aunt Flo nagging at me, a shower might put me down for the rest of the day.

That’s a long explanation for why I’m sitting here contemplating whether to shower. But, welcome to my life haha! I’m so brain missing that I can’t even concentrate on reading my classmates’ last assignment and giving feedback. The writing workshop has come to a close and I really need to get over there. But have you tried to make your brain work when you feel about four hundred pounds, full of aches, like you’re stuck in quick sand? Yeah, I’d rather write about nothing.

Writing about nothing is such an oxy moron. Is it possible to write about nothing? Nothing is a word, so it’s something. I never know what will come out when I sit down to write about nothing. I really didn’t expect to share my womanly woes with the world. Sorry to the two men who read my blog haha. There might be more men. They don’t comment though, if they read.

I hear a cat eating. I wonder if it’s Timmy monster. I have to lock him up every time I leave the apartment. He’s become a total escape artist. He’s so easy to trick though. In the mornings I just open the door and he runs to howl at the screen. I snatch him up and put him in a room. Other times, I just open and shut the screen door and he comes running. He meows and purrs, rubbing on my leg, making it easy for me to grab him. I hope he never gets wise to my schemes.

The weather has been nice enough that I can leave just the screen open for most of the early afternoon. I love hearing the birds chatter amongst themselves. Jayden loves to lay by the door, getting fresh air. It’s all so soothing. Until Timmy starts. Meow! Howl! Meeeeeow! Let me out! I want out! Let me get dirty! Let me let me let me!

It’s not so peaceful anymore. I grit my teeth and wait for him to tire himself. He does. He’s quiet. Until Jayden wants to go out, I trick Timmy, lock him up, let him out and meow meow meow let me out let me out let me out!

Ah, the joys of pet ownership.

For now it’s quiet. I hear Alex echo my letters as I type. I hear a song bird outside, the kind I love. She sounds so merry. I hear B’s computer hum. I hear the fridge making it’s strange click clack noise.

I love the quiet.

Oh hey, you know what I haven’t done in awhile here? Brag. About me. I brag about Jayden, but I haven’t bragged about myself and I feel the desire because I’m so proud. Back in my drinking days, at my heaviest weight, I was about 230. I wore a size twenty two. When I stopped drinking, the weight poured off after cutting all those calories and carbs. I think the smallest I got was maybe a 16. Then I got sick and quite inactive and I ballooned up again. Then I went blind and started O & M and dropped weight again. But I still wasn’t exactly fit and strong. I started working out in September to prepare for Jayden and to help with the MS fatigue. At first weigh in I was 179. I really started noticing changes, clothes fitting looser, muscles getting firm, less flab.

Now I’m so active that the changes are impossible to not notice. I got tons of compliments at the bbq on Saturday. But the coolest thing is that Gamma was able to order me clothes out of a catalogue and they fit. She got me two pairs of capris and two tank tops. and actually I could have gotten away with a size smaller than I got. She ordered fourteens and they’re somewhat loose. I don’t think they’ll fit for long. And I’m strong. I’ve never felt strong. I’m getting an athlete’s body, something I’ve never had. I don’t feel jiggling when I walk. I don’t feel like my arms have wings when I wave. I’m freaking strong! It’s so cool to be strong. I don’t feel like a wimpy woman. I don’t feel afraid. I love being strong! It’s looking like I’ll even join a goalball team in the fall! Me, strong. Me, with an athlete’s body. It’s sooo cool! I’m twelve pounds away from my target weight of 150. I can hardly even believe it! So there’s my brag on me hehe! Man, can you imagine how horrible the fatigue would be if I wasn’t strong? I can hardly remember. I mean, the fatigues are still horrible. They’re still bad enough that I can’t even commit to a Tuesday Walgreens run. It will never get to a point where I could work and be reliable, but it’s definitely more manageable now that I’m strong. And when I need to, I can put on a burst of energy to carry me through a twenty minute walk with Jayden.

Alrighty, I need to find something to put into my stomach. I decided not to risk a shower. I don’t smell, so I won’t knock people down at Walgrens hahaha! Well, I won’t knock them down with smell, but I could knock someone down with my muscle haha!


Filed under accomplishment, Alex, Gamma, goalball, Jayden, Orientation and Mobility, random stuff, spoons, The Nothing, Timmy, weather, workouts

Nothing post

I’m bored. There were only two new blogs this morning, so I’m already caught up. Everyone is sleeping, meaning B and Jayden are sleeping. So the only thing to interact with is my computer, but even that is boring. I could read, I’ve gotten into a routine with reading and I only read at night. Sometimes I’ll read during the day when I crochet. Oh. I could crochet. Hmmm. Eh. Don’t feel like it. I really need to get to Michael’s and get yarn for the two blankets and the scarf I need to make for the puppy pool winners. When is that gonna heppen. I need a girl who has some free time who knows about yarn. Hmmm.

My allergies are really bad today. It was pretty windy yesterday, so I was expecting this. Technically, I could take the allergy pills that make me stoned, since I don’t have anything on the agenda today. Saturday’s are now my only lazy day. I’ve been taking just one allergy pill in the afternoons when I’m in for the day. A zyrtec in the mornings, but they aren’t really helping. I wouldn’t mind, except my ears are being affected and that really, really scares me. I’m pretty sure it’s just allergies, but the crazy in my brain tells me, what if it’s not? I wish I had never watched ‘Hillary and Jacki’ about the cellist Jacqueline Dupree who had MS. In the movie, she loses a lot of her hearing. I don’t know if that really happened or if it was just done for dramatic effect. She ends up turning the volume up way loud when she’s listening to classical music. I don’t want to know if it’s true, so please, no one comment me about that. If hearing loss happens with MS, I don’t want to know, so please, no one say anything about it. My neurologist said don’t get online. So I don’t. I know enough about it to manage it, but I don’t want to know about the what ifs. Drives me nuts when people are like, oh I know someone with MS and they’re in bad shape. Don’t tell me these things.

Holy crap how did I get off on that? Yikes. Guess it’s a fear that’s been in the back of my mind.

Timmy and Spinelli are playing way back in the spare room and Timmy keeps doing his crazy play meow. He sounds like he’s in pain when he does that. Silly cat.

Jayden is asleep next to me on the couch with his head on my leg. Cute! I never want to move because I don’t want to disturb him, so I’ll stay uncomfortable until he moves lol. B and I do the same thing with the cats too. Think they’re spoiled? You bet.

Hopefully I’ll make it to Gamma’s tomorrow. I didn’t go last week with the stupid allergies.

B’s computer is really loud. Geez. I’m so used to laptops being so quiet that a loud desktop is really annoying. On the rare occasion that it’s off, it’s so nice and quiet in here.

I heard a noise earlier that could have been rain but I don’t think rain is forecast. It was probably more wind. I’m really not a huge fan of spring, and the reason is because I know summer is around the corner. I’m opposite of cold weather folk. They’re all excited and I’m getting ready to hibernate. It’s really beautiful out, but the pool water will be too cold. So you can’t go swimming. When the pool water is warm enough, it’s sweltering outside, so getting too and from the pool makes you sick. I wish the pool was heated so it would feel nice right now. How I’d love to get in the water and get some good sun with it’s happy vitamin.

I got the wrong thing in my grocery order yesterday. Carol had been telling me about these Jimmy Dean breakfast bowls with all kinds of yummy stuff that you pop in the micro so I got what I thought was that but I ended up with this bag so I asked B and he read the instructions and you have to add eggs and cheese and cook in the skillet. Yeah, how bout no. So I’m either gonna give to to Carol or else get eggs and cheese and have her make it here for us to split. Everything else in the order seems right so that’s good. It’s nice to have food in the house again.
Bored bored bored. I want to play with Jayden or something but it’s quiet time pretty late here on weekends. B always says not to worry but I can’t help it.

I finished ‘Pretties’ the other night but I can’t go get ‘Specials’ yet because it would put me below my money cushion for the month. I really, really need to look into free books. But I like to put them on my iPod and I think all the free stuff only works with Daisy players or Victor. Not sure. The last time I looked at the library site, it was going to be a major pain to get it all to work with the Apple stuff.

I’m out of coffee now, so I’m gonna have to move Jayden’s head.

Wow Jayden actually moved after I got up. Usually when his head is on my leg and I move, I come back and have to slide back in under his head lol. I was thinking about yarn when I got my coffee and it’s the one thing I can’t order online. I tried looking online, but of course there’s no descriptions because they have pictures. And of course you can’t tell what the yarn looks like because it’ll have names like amish sunset or something. Ok maybe not really amish sunset, but you get my drift. And I have very specific ideas in my head for these projects. I miss when Chupa was here and we went yarn shopping. I have two other girls, Georgie and Lish, who know about yarn, but they are both full time students and very busy. Man, when am I gonna get yarn. I want to get these three projects done and shipped before winter. I’m just gonna have to ask one of them to make some time please.

Oh yeah so since I couldn’t get ‘Specials’, I started ‘My Sister’s Keeper’ last night. I can tell it’s going to be an intense read. It’s cool though, cuz there are like six different narrators. So you have different narrators for different characters, both male and female. I read one other book like that long ago. I think it was called ‘The House at the End of the World’ or something. It was really good. It had four different narrators. Really makes it fun.

I think I’m running out of nothing to write about. Funny how nothing becomes something when you just let words pour out. When I write these nothing posts, I have nothing in mind, but stuff comes out. Weird.

I want some waffles but I’m lazy. I’ve also got some breakfast sandwiches I could just throw in the micro. I’m really trying to be better about breakfast. On days where I’m gonna go be active, I have my instant breakfast with soy milk. But you have to be active after that or it’ll just make you gain weight. I mean everything will make you gain weight, but especially the instant breakfast since they’re made for active people who don’t have time to eat right? Yeah. I’m out of them anyway. I couldn’t tell on the website if they were packets or the actual drink so I didn’t order any.

Well, I guess I’ll edit and go forage for food as Carol says.


Filed under Audio books, cats, coffeeholic, crochet, desert life, Gamma, Jayden, num num food, puppy pool, random stuff, rant, Spinelli, The Nothing, Timmy, weather, where is everyone?

Doggy Countdown – The Nothing

You guessed it folks. Here comes an addition of The Nothing. For those of you who are new to the center of the roof, I have been known to want to blog, but have nothing in particular to write. I started labeling these posts “the nothing”. So this morning I’m thinking, I need to write a doggy countdown post before my day gets started, because I don’t know what the day will look like, when I’ll get home, how I’ll feel, etc. Hmmm. What to write though. I have nothing in particular to write about relating to my dog so hmmm. Can I do a nothing post in the doggy countdown? Hell, it’s my blog. Why not?

I have to say that I love the way my computer announces the time on the hour. I have Vicki tell me the time and I slowed her speech, so it sounds like one of those futuristic movies where that computer voice announces elevator floors or something. But, typical woman, she interrupts. So I’ll be in the middle of reading a long email or reviewing a blog post and she has to interrupt to tell me “it’s ten o’clock”. Grrrr. I’ve just totally lost my place when she does this. It doesn’t bother me when I’m typing because I just cut her off. She’ll say “It’s ten” and I shut her up. I wish it worked in other ways. Now, if anything else is announced, Alex waits. Like when someone comes online he’ll say, “yahoo! messenger has new system dialogue” and he waits to tell me until whatever he’s reading is done.

I wonder if my dog will recognize his or her name when Alex says it. That would be kinda funny.

The heater just went off. I wasn’t cold when I got up because I start drinking coffee but then I got cold so I put the heater on. But the bedroom window is slightly open. I should close that. But B is sleeping. We like it chilled when we sleep.

Somehow the phones get switched. We have on in the bedroom and one in the living room. I have the ringer turned off on one and that one is supposed to live in the bedroom. But they get switched. How? I have no idea. So Georgie called this morning and it rang in the bedroom. Do we have gremlins? Hahaha let’s switch the phone on the humans. Don’t get thoe things wet or they’ll multiply and get ugly.

I wonder what my dog is doing right now? Are the trainers off for MLK day? Are the dogs just chillin?

A cat just scampered by, but I don’t know which one.

The fridge makes this weird clicking noise. So it’s doing it’s clicking thing right now. I wonder why it clicks. At least the walls aren’t popping. That still freaks me out.

Oh, I finally got my new towels washed, so my bathroom is all redecorated! Yay! And the bath sheet is awesome, it’s huge! Oh and my dad bought me a little cart thing that is meant for groceries but will be perfect for laundry, so I picked that up at Gamma’s yesterday. Only thing is, there’s no liner, so things could fall out. I have this old mesh laundry bag that will work for a liner, but there’s no good way to fasten it, so I need to get binder clips. Then I can do my own laundry!! Wooo hooo! Bout freakin time. No more using being blind as an excuse to be lazy 😉

A cat is playing with something over there. Hmmm.

I think I’ll eat my popcorn and then shower. Hopefully CCR is reuniting today and it’ll probably be around one o’clock. It’s one o’clock. I just heard Vicki in my head. So anyway I need to be ready for if/when we chill. I’m addicted to this popcorn though. I’ve started putting safflower oil on it. Just a tablespoon. Georgie read a study about safflower oil reducing belly fat. It’s perfect on popcorn. And Lisa said popcorn isn’t that bad to eat. Yeah yummm I’ll have some in a bit.

Popcorn isn’t for dogs. The tree is far. Ack, I’m summoning Mitch Hedburg.

Oh crap, did I lose track of how many days again? I think I threw myself off with yesterday’s post about being a month away from Dog Day. I think yesterday was 29 days. Ok, yeah. Is that right? Crap I think Spinelli found a milk ring. Nope it was a folded up twisty tie. And I threw it out and then remember I need to start collecting those. They are perfect for tying up wires. Can you buy twisty ties? I used to collect the ones that came with trash bags but now we use trash bags with ties bbuilt in. I should just buy zip ties. They’re better anyway. Need to make sure cords are properly tied away.

Which reminds me I have to talk to B about the way he hooked up the tv and stuff. Cords everywhere, in front of the tv. Who does that? Cords go behind the tv, out of the way. Ugh. He’s not gonna like it when I ask him to re hook all that stuff up. Oh well, it needs to be done.

Alrighty, I’m just not feelin the nothing post today. Gonna go eat my popcorn and listen to Harry.

28 days? Isn’t that a Sandra Bullock movie? I like that movie. Is it 28 or 29 days? Not the movie, I know that’s 28 days, I’m referring to my countdown.


Filed under Alex, cats, coffeeholic, Doggy Countdown, Doggy Diaries, family, fellowship, Gamma, holiday, random stuff, screen reader, silly girl, Spinelli, The Nothing

Boredom leading to blogging

***Warning: This post is incredibly long and holds no real value except for entertainment for myself, so don’t feel obligated to read***

This is gonna be more nothing, because I’m still totally brain dead, but now I’m bored and starting to get stir crazy. I’ve been able to sit up most of the day, so thats a good sign. B went and got me Lipton Noodle Soup because I was really craving it. He was going to get it yesterday when he ran to the store, but he forgot it, so I asked him if he could get it today, and he obliged. I really think it helped. After sitting over the hot bowl, I had a ginormous coughing fit, and now my lungs don’t feel so tight. The sneezing has slowed down. Oh please, please let this be the home stretch. I hate that I couldn’t make it to Gamma’s again today; this makes two Sundays in a row. I’m also skipping Saavi tomorrow, which bumms me out, but I’m playing it safe. I have to make it to choir on Tuesday. We’ll be finding out about solos, and she might have narrowed it down to a few who will run through the solo when we rehearse the songs, so if I made the cut, I really hope I can sing come Tuesday. I sound a bit like a frog though, so hopefully I don’t pull a Carlotta on Tuesday.

Its a seriously slow internet day. Hardly any new blog posts or emails. I’m too brain foggy to find any new blogs. I did find one blog written by a guy caring for his wife with MS, and it sounds like she’s legally blind from it too. I couldn’t tell if her blindness was caused by something else, though.

Oh, football Sundays. Oh oh, football Sundays. B watches Red Zone or something, where they recap every game going on. They cut to whatever game looks like might have a score. B is severely ADHD, so its heaven for him. I was eating my soup and I told him that channel is a non-football fan ADHD nightmare. It sounds so frantic. I don’t envy the guys that have to run that channel.

The weather is absolutely gorgeous today. 67 degrees and sunny. It rained yesterday, and I had no clue it was nice out. Our electric bill has already dropped dramatically. I had to put the heater on to get the chill out today. Gamma asked if I got that rain smell, which unfortunately I didn’t because I can’t really smell right now. There is no smell like rain on the desert floor. None like it. The smell coming up from the creosote getting moist is a smell I can’t even describe. Earthy, yet almost sweet. That doesn’t even begin to do it justice. I hope I get to smell it next time.

Timmy lkes to get under the blanket I have covering the couch. Its his favorite place to sleep. Spinelli likes to attack him when she notices he’s there, and they had a romp fest on the couch a bit ago and B said it was WWE. The other day, B sat right down on Timmy under the blanket. I said I’m the blind one, thats my job. Though I’m pretty good at the hand sweep to check for cats. I didn’t do it the other day on the bed, and sat on Timmy. He gets the brunt of the butts around here. The other cats seem to know where to sit where its safe. Poor Timmy!

Man, this blog is feeling so dull to me. this is why I’ve avoided writing while not feeling well, but I honestly didn’t know what else to do right now. I can’t even manage to try anything new with the computer or iTunes because I’m so brain foggy I just get frustrated. I need to import those Frank Mccourt books, but every time I think of it, my brain moans. Its not hard. But it takes attention that I just don’t have right now.

Well, this is just silly. I’ve got nothing to say and I can’t even manage to be silly. I’ve got no quick stories. I haven’t left the house since Tuesday. So no fun adventure stories. Just sick stories. Oh speaking of sick, my kitchen, holy God is it a mess. Thats the worst part of being sick, not keeping up on house work. That kitchen is going to be hell to clean. And I bought a Swiffer Wet Jet a few weeks ago, and its still sitting in the box in a corner. I keep forgetting to have B put it together. I bet I can figure it out. I put together a portable DVD player last year, I bet I can handle the Wet Jet. Dunno though, there might be lots of little pieces.

I’m inflicting my boredom on others. I’m so mean. though, you did choose to read this. Carin, where are you? I talked to Steve today. But you’ve been MIA. Did he eat you? Are you really the same person, pretending to be 2 people? Is Steve really your alter ego?

Third and a yard. Thats what the TV just said. Oh he said it again. First and goal. Yay. I don’t like football. I miss baseball.

Ding ding ding goes the email. I keep wanting to eat chocolate. All day I want chocolate. And unfortunately we have chocolate. So I eat it. It tastes so good with coffee. Give me a break give me a break break me off a piece of that Kit Kat bar. Yum.

We got Red Lobster last night. I need to remember that I only need 2 items when I do that create your own deal. 3 items is too much. It was pretty good. How can anyone not like seafood? I can’t imagine being allergic to it. Did you know if you’re allergic to shell fish, you should never allow anyone to clean you with iodine?

Kitty eating. Spinelli cracks me up at night. Actually all the cats do at night, but especially spinelli. I usually go in and lay down with the telli at about 8 and I shut the door, because B starts his nightly ritual of playing baseball on the Playstation and listening to music. If I don’t shut the door, I hear the music. Some of it is ok, like Nirvana and other grunge bands, but not when I’m watching tv and especially not when a death metal song comes on. I hate death metal. It makes my heart race. The cats know when I’m heading into the room, and Fi is usually already on the bed. Timmy meows and follows me in there and cuddles, and then Spinelli realizes I’m not in the living room and scratches at the door. As soon as she’s in, the other 2 want out. Fi scratches at the door and meows and Timmy gets on the dresser and bumps the handle so it rattles. I get up and let them out, sometimes I’m lucky and B hears it and lets them out. Its just Spinelli and me and she meows and walks all over me for awhile and then she has to bathe. At 9 on the dot, B comes in to take his Flonase and Spinelli jumps like a gun went off and follows him into the bathroom. She knows its food time. B leaves the door open for a bit so Spinelli can eat and come back in. Then he closes the door and starts the music again, and she curls up and goes to sleep. We are definitely a family of routines. The cats will be so incredibly confused when I start taking a dog outside at 9 or 10 ha!

Spinelli is now on my lap bathing herself. She fits in well with her neurosis.

B just said John Lachey is the big free agent this year, and it doesn’t look like he’s coming back to the Angels. Man, ok I hate the Yankees, but at least some of their players are seriously loyal. Though, I bet they’re only loyal to the Yankees because of money and fame, so forget I said that.

B’s fantasy football team is doing well. Its his first year doing it, so it took awhile to get the hang of it. He was in last place for awhile and now he’s tied for fourth. I’m thinking of doing fantasy baseball next year, but I’m not sure. I’d hate to have to root against my teams.

Sniff sniff goes the nose. I hate the word nose. Its ugly. But only nose on the face, not knows like she knows. Why do I hate the word nose? I think I don’t like noses. Kevin wanted me to feel his teeth last week because he got them cleaned. He was like, feel my teeth I got them cleaned! I’m like no I’m not touching your teeth. I don’t like touching noses or teeth. I’m totally fine with feet, just not noses or teeth.

Ding. Probably more emails on the email list. I enjoy the list, but sometimes its just topics I don’t really care about. this one guy got snarky yesterday. Out of the blue. Snark. wow. Same with the accessibility list. It got kinda snarky there too, when I asked some questions about Jaws and Window Eyes for my boss. It got snarky, a blink saying something about developers don’t know anything about websites or something, and they should hire blind people. I had to defend my boss, and then she had to come defend herself and I felt like a tool. She told me not to worry, that thats why she just reads the list, but doesn’t post anymore.

Snarky. I like that word. Snarky snark. Meep meep.

Crap. I shouldn’t have said earlier that I think I’m in the home stretch. The coughing and sneezing is starting again. crap crap crap, shut up about it quit jinxing.

Oh, saying jinx makes me think of X, the letter, and I”m wondering something. Flexi. Ah! Thats it! Ok, I’ve heard people referring to “putting the dog on the flexi” but Alex says flexi like flessi, and I’ve never interacted to spell it out, so I thought they were saying flexi but maybe it was really flessi and it was a brand or something. I’m assuming flexi is that leash that comes out so the dog can run around while still being tethered. Flexi. Ha!

Think I’ve killed enough time. Maybe now there are some fun emails or blog posts.


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