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So, some weight loss pix

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SHAME!

OK, too embarrassing to share on facebook, but this is a smaller audience. I must admit, it was rather funny. I've lost 31 pounds. Today I was wearing a nice little black skirt and feeling rather cute, when suddenly my huge Bridget-Jones style granny panties decided to make a break for it and dropped down right around my ankles. I'm not sure if anyone saw. I was able to waddle to my office rather quickly. Perhaps it is time to invest in a smaller size of undergarment.

Purplestride

Oh yeah, I should put this here: PurpleStride Atlanta. I'll be walking in this 5K to raise money to fight Pancreatic Cancer. This disease took some people I love very much, including my Aunt Rhonda, the loss of whom I may never get over. Please go to the link and check out the info, and if you feel moved to contribute anything, it would be much appreciated. Even if you can't donate, please read about it. It is very important to me. Thank you.

Wrapped around your finger

For my writer/gamer friends: ever gotten a crush on one of your characters? I have more often than I can probably remember. Heard a song on the radio that was on the soundtrack I made for my Scorpion Clan Deceiver, and it made me smile to think of him. I have a Fey-pact Warlock now who makes my heart flutter. Both of those characters are so bishonen. Fictional character crushes, either on one of my own invention or someone else's, are the best. You don't get hurt, and they leave you with happy memories.

Unlike real-life entanglements. Dreamed of the big Ex last night, sometimes referred to here as Voldemort. I hate that. I wonder what he represents in my psyche. In this particular dream, I was trying to get ready to go to my high school reunion. Also I was sharing a hotel room with my boss. Hmm, maybe the combination of work and reunion in this dream says something about my vulnerability and anxiety right now, which prompts the appearance of V.

WW proceeding acceptably. Zipped some tall boots all the way up over my calves easily this morning! Doctor was pleased with my weight loss. He asked me how I manage to work full-time, go to school and manage two small children while dealing with my fibro. I responded,"By doing none of them particularly well."
It's Stephen King's birthday! Who is your favorite character from one of his books?
I fell in love with Eddie Dean. Sure, Roland Deschain, he's all right, if you like the strong silent type with the preternatural gunslinging powers and the bombadier blue eyes. If, you know, that floats your boat.

But that poor smartmouthed little smackhead from Brooklyn won my heart. More than that, I think I internalized the character. I thought in his voice for weeks and months. I could channel him in an instant. I don't know why.

There are others. I could probably name half the cast of The Stand, even some of the not-so-nice guys. I got lost in the woods with Trisha McFarland. I got little crushes on Mike Noonan and Ben Mears--writers, duh. But on some primal level, I connected with Eddie. I cried over Eddie.

Denial

Eleven years ago last night I was working my closing shift at the Woodstock Public Library. My Braxton-Hicks were causing me so much trouble I stayed in the back not to alarm the patrons. I joked with the part-timer that I thought I could clear the library out preety quickly if I went out to the front and bent over clutching my stomach.

Eleven years ago last night I spent the whole night with stabs of pain that made me run back and forth from the bed to the bathtub and back. I thought I was the biggest baby who couldn't handle false labor. My ob/gyn wasn't answering her calls.

Eleven years ago this morning I told Dogfather I guessed we should go to the hospital just to be safe, that I'm sure I wasn't the only pregnant woman to go to the hospital with a false alarm. He asked did I want to get breakfast first. I said NONONONONO.

Happy birthday beautiful Laser Girl!

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Had a great but exhausting time at the con with the kids. Now I prepare to do nothing but study for two days straight to make up for it. I will give a proper con update later, but I do have some pictures over on my flickr. For now, suffice it to say the kids had fun, I embarrassed myself in front of Sylvester McCoy, and I suspect Laser Girl is sleeping with the Slytherin banner she had Tom Felton autograph for her. Also Pampi makes one mean dragon hat and tail for all your dragon hat and tail needs! Thanks, Pampi!

Cosplay stuff and blog-moving

I played around today with my blogspot a little. I started out by making a list of my current and future cosplay ideas, and I was amused to notice that three of them--Mercy, Kaylee, and Rosie--are females who wield wrenches. Guess my heroes are capable women.
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Writer's Block: Get in my belly

What is your mother’s specialty dish? In other words, what food makes you salivate at the thought of it?

My mother would say her specialty dish is her "World's Best Lasagna," and it is good. However, if I had to eat one dish and one dish alone for the rest of my life, it would be her chili. I don't get to eat it any more because I'm vegetarian (so I guess I would have to pick the meat out every meal if that really was the only thing I could eat). If she would make it for me with either meat substitute or just no meat at all, I would be in heaven. I would also weigh 900 pounds if I could eat as much of it as I wanted.

She also makes a mighty fine spread for Thanksgiving, but she's in pain for days after all the work she puts into it (we're in pain for days after all of it that we put into us). I would just as soon order pizza for Thanksgiving so she wouldn't hurt.

The word for today is

Defenestration. Defenestration and fire.

If you're reading this, it probably isn't you, so relax. I don't play my social networks like that. :)