July 24, 2011

He may not be following me, but I'm following him ...

This is probably the funniest thing I've read in a long time. Glinner, I'm so sorry if you got frustrated but this made for high comedy.

(obviously, meant to be read from the bottom up.)


July 21, 2011

Well, that was different ...

The stress test today was interesting. It was my first, as I have never had any heart trouble, except for some bruises and the occasional heel print. It started an hour late, which was good and bad. The Good: it gave me time to read another hundred pages of my book, Game of Thrones (we'll talk about that another time) but The Bad: it also made me anxious that there wouldn't be enough time to finish my test. I was only able to have a small breakfast, nothing after 10 am, and my nervousness was burning up my protein shake pretty quickly. By the time they finally called me in, I was ready to jump out of my skin.

And then I sat and waited another half hour. Really? I totally forgot about the multi-stage waiting rooms the major doctors have and the cardiologist, well, that would be one of them. So when they called me from the second waiting room, I was running on empty and I hadn't even started.

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Facing one today, a stress test on my heart. Not sure why I'm so nervous, just know that getting shot with radioactive isotopes isn't my favorite pasttime. One step closer, though.

July 4, 2011

Meet Patio Cat

This is Patio Cat. I was determined not to get attached when he showed up on our doorstep and immediately curled up on my feet. I swore I would harden my heart when he crawled up my leg to sit in my lap. But when he curled up around my neck and nuzzled my ear with his warm little nose, I caved.

His name might be Hobbes. I was back and forth on a couple of names. Pete (so I could call him Sweetie Petey). Frank (after my high school drama teacher, Father Frank Toste, who is in the hospital right now and used to give me that very same look when I flubbed a line). Calvin. And he may not even be a boy, y'all, so I son't know what to call him.  BUT Tim has already said Hobbes and that he would be his NC cat. I say if Tim wants an NC cat, maybe he should move in with his NC girlfriend. But I digress.

Patio Cat. He's redonkulously cute. And I think he's ours. He seems awfully comfy.

June 27, 2011

And the journey begins ...

I was up early this morning, first to get a THS bloodtest and second to meet with my outgoing principal at her new school. For both I had to come clean and admit something I didn't want to admit out loud. For both, I think I did a fairly good job, only shedding a few tears with my Principal, who has become more of a friend this year, which would explain why I allowed myself to tear up.

What was I admitting, you wonder? Had I robbed a bank in college? Had I killed a man? Nothing so dramatic. But it was big and dark and something that I have held on to for months now.
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June 25, 2011

Time for a change

A lot is going to be changing for me over this summer. Since I'm very connected to work and friends and family on Facebook, I'm going to be documenting the changes here. Only those that knows me best know about this place and the changes I'm making are not exactly for everyone to know about. Eventually, everyone will know, for it will be right there in their faces, but for now, I'm keeping some things under wraps.

Why? Let's just say I feel there are people who would not exactly wish me well on my journey. People that like me just the way (they think) I am ... a complacent, docile doormat. I have bitten my tongue for a long time, letting injustices and slights go unchallenged. I've taken an awful lot of toxic shit from family members, supposed friends, team-mates and exes, all in the name of taking the high road and allowing karma to drive. And it worked, to a point ... except for that toxic part.

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December 5, 2010

'Tis the season

A funny thing happened here in Eastern North Carolina yesterday. Snow. Just in time for the holidays, wet, sticky, pretty snow. It should have made me joyful and, I'll admit, at first I was pretty excited. Later, though, as I went to pick up my daughter from a friend's house, it turned into something much worse ... familiar and unbidden.

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October 24, 2010


Ah, all posts restored and things can get back to normal around here.

Except for the look of it which, I have to say, isn't horrible but it doesn't feel like it's mine. I miss the old style. It was time for a change but I didn't have anything in mind to replace it with yet so this will have to do.

Guess I'll have to think about it.

Right now, I'm watching the F1 race from Korea and pondering work on the Delta Xi website. I will probably opt to browse through themes for MT and waste the evening. I've gotten very good at that. 

October 17, 2010


Piece by piece, the best boyfriend in the world is rebuilding this site. I've been rereading the site has he rebuilds, unearthing posts from 2004, 2005 ... eons ago in recovery terms. I'm almost sure he missed them the first time  through but I'm not sure I'll be so lucky this time and I'm almost embarrassed he's seeing all those raw emotions I've poured out.

So T, if you read something extremely mushy and squishy about how much I love you, try not to hold it against me. I meant every word of it ... and it goes double today.

August 16, 2010

Winding down...

Today is the 'official' last day of my summer, although since I had a 'work obligation' last week, I could say last Thursday was my last day but it's not really 'official' unless I have to show up there every day and check my email obsessively every couple of hours. Yes, tomorrow, I 'officially' have to report to work again and from then on, I will no longer use 'quotes' when talking about work ... but I'm sure you will still be able to hear the 'sarcasm'.

Overall, it was an OK summer.  It got much better once we had air conditioning but it was fairly uneventful. No trips to the emergency room, no surgery, no deaths but there were some near-death experiences. Have you ever taught a 16 year old how to drive? Yeah, there was that.

I've been sitting here organizing bookmarks and paying bills for the last half hour, hoping if I start out in order, I can get through the next few hectic weeks sane. Though that's questionable. We have a lot of new teachers I'll have to get straight, a lot of data to enter and, oh yeah, I have to straighten out the whole school's network since we are all in the middle of a construction zone.

I swear, if one person says to me that it must be nice having our library in the mobile building without as much traffic coming through, I am going to pop off. It's not nice, it means my circulation will  be down, which means our reading scores will suffer which means it'll look like I'm not doing my job ... but mostly, it is a deviation from the norm and I don't handle change well. Just sayin'.

So I'm not really looking forward to tomorrow. Not the literal tomorrow, anyway. The Universal Tomorrow doesn't seem so bad but tomorrow, August 17th, is gonna suck hard. 

At least I won't be the only miserable one there. Nothin' to it but to do it.

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