auntiemeesh: (sleep)
Come on, Body, why you gotta diss me like this?

I was supposed to go to the gym after work. But I was so tired I really just wanted to put my head down and cry. [livejournal.com profile] eve11 suggested getting food and maybe even finding a place to watch the Pens game. Possibly the first time ever that I've turned down a chance to watch a game (instead of being forced to just listen on the radio).

I'm fighting off a cold, I've got my period, and I barely sat down at all today. Bad combo. Supper has helped, so I'm no longer feeling so much like falling over but man, I hate days like this.
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So, the state of me.

I'm exhausted and cranky and I kind of hate my new room at work. I'll get used to it, I'm sure, but currently it just sucks.

The past two days were insanely crazy and today I didn't get a lunch break (which was a shame since I needed to run to CVS in order to buy some lunch - oh well, who needs to eat?) which meant it was crash time when I got home (apparently, I need to eat). One minute I was mostly fine, the next I was soaked with sweat, feeling all wobbly and shaky, and frantically stuffing all the wrong sorts of food into my mouth in a vain attempt to make myself feel better. Real food was eventually obtained, though, and I'm feeling much better now.

There are some good things, though. I'm very grateful that my family is all safe from the flooding in central and northeast PA. [livejournal.com profile] westwindschild, [livejournal.com profile] wbkbb and Younger Brother were all evacuated, but they all had somewhere to go, so as far as I know, none of them ended up in emergency shelters. WWC was the hardest hit and it will take a long time to get her life back to normal, but she and Nephew are safe and dry, which is the most important thing.

And it's the weekend. Two days to relax, get caught up on household chores and shopping, and hopefully sleep in a bit. Mornings have been extra hard this week, so sleeping in would be really, really nice.
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The plan for today is to be at least marginally less lazy than yesterday. I've done a drainer full of dishes to start things off. Next up, fold and put away the laundry I did yesterday. The big chore for the day, though, is cleaning the bathroom. Not exactly my favorite of all household chores, sadly.

Oh, the other big chore is to get my taxes done. The queen of procrastination strikes again!

On the bright side, there's at hockey game on NBC this afternoon (Capitals at Rangers) so I'll have at least a little bit of fun. I may even root for the Caps. *gasp*

In other news, I'm taking a fairly last minute mini-vacation this week! I'm working Monday, took Tuesday and Wednesday off to take a nerd road trip to Brooklyn with [livejournal.com profile] eve11 - we're going to a Doctor Who premiere and party at the Bell House, which sounds like a great time. Then I have the rest of the week off for CHCC's spring break. This could not come at a better time, as work has truly been hell lately.
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My original plan for this weekend was to crash, lazy around doing nothing but watching dvds and playing on the internet, and recover from Dragon*Con and the past week of hatefulness at work.

Well, I'm still doing plenty of playing on the internet, and I'm sure I'll watch some dvds at some point, but I am also actually getting some things done. I wandered into Squirrel Hill, had a breakfast sandwich and some coffee at the Evil Overlords Emporium (aka Starbucks) and bought groceries.

While out, I ran into two former work families. It's been probably six years since the first family had a child in my room, but the dad looked up and recognized me immediately and even remembered my name with seemingly no difficulty (this is more unusual than you might think - some parents barely recognize me if they see me out of context, even during the school year in which I'm in charge of their child).

I also saw a group of folks who must have been heading down to the Renaissance Festival, unless there is some other fancy dress thing going on this weekend. They had some lovely period clothing on and I had to remind myself that I wasn't at a costuming convention and they might not appreciate me whipping my camera out to get pics, lol.

I still have a boatload of housework to do, but I'm not feeling rushed to get much more than laundry (already well on its way) and kitty litter done.
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I'm hungryish. Which is weird and annoying, since I just ate and my belly feels pretty full. It also feels hungry, though. Or maybe it's just that I have it in my head that I want to eat more, despite being full. As I said, weird and annoying.

Tomorrow morning I have to go downtown in order to get a new photo ID. Which means at some point this evening I need to figure out where downtown I need to go, and when the buses will be running.

And at some point between now and Saturday I should also do laundry. Somehow, I just never quite feel like doing laundry. It's become one of my least favorite chores. Not that I don't like clean, sweet smelling clothing, just that I don't like going in and out, up and down, to get to the washer and dryer (although I'm extremely grateful that it's just in my landlady's half of the house and not me dragging my stuff to a laundromat somewhere far away).

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Jul. 18th, 2010 07:43 pm
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The stew turned out pretty well. A little bland (I do need to stock up on a few things for next time) but decent. I made some Jasmine rice to go with it and it made a good meal, with lots of leftovers. I still also have leftovers of the tortilla soup I made last Monday, although that's getting a little old. That's the problem with those soup kits. You don't have a lot of control over how much you make and that particular one made eight servings. I just can't eat eight servings of anything before it starts to get a bit yucky.

Today was a better day than yesterday. I made it to the grocery store, had a mini donut at Starbucks - not as good as a DD donut but enough to curb the need for sweets. Made the stew, washed a drainer full of dishes, and tidied up the living room a little bit. Still a lot of housework to be done, and I didn't do any sewing at all.

I won't get any sewing done next weekend, either, since I'm taking a little mini-vacation to visit [livejournal.com profile] lyda_pearl. However, I'm fairly confident that it won't take more than a month to make the gown, so I feel like I'm in good shape. And my shoulder is much happier after getting a break this weekend. It's been really sore the past three weeks but right now it's not bad at all.
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Been a mixed bag sort of day. Got home after midnight and slept in late (after 10). Felt really sluggy all morning but finally picked up a bit midafternoon. After much deliberation on sizing, I cut out the pattern pieces for the corset, but haven't yet cut the fabric. That will be a project for tomorrow. Conked my temple pretty hard on the bottom corner of the freezer as I was browsing in / cleaning out the fridge. No goose-egg, at least, and it only hurt for a few minutes, but it's still sore to the touch.

I've been watching my calorie intake and struggling to find a good balance between low enough for weight-loss and high enough to stay healthy. Tonight I had to make myself a pbj sandwich because after supper I was only clocking in at around 800 calories. I blame today's lack of appetite on my cold and hope that tomorrow I'll actually have some interest in food again.

I want to see a movie but my movie theater of choice closed down some months ago. The one left in Squirrel Hill is the one that shows more intellectual, artsy, independent and foreign movies. They are trying to make a nod to all the folks left without access to popular movies, but not very successfully, in my opinion. I want the A-Team, they're willing to give me Knight and Day (boresville) and Twilight (stab my eyes out with a fork before watching). Guess I'll do without the movie.
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Poor Zoe, she's been sneezing almost non-stop since yesterday. I called the vet to double check that she's okay but since she's not goopy or congested or anything, it's probably just allergies. There's also a little bit of a smoke smell in the kitchen still, which may be aggravating it. Mal, on the other hand, is completely unaffected by it all.

I had to go to a Carnival committee meeting this morning, which there was absolutely no need for me to be at, but oh well, it got my morning started with at least a semblance of productivity. I carried on with that by stopping in Oakland to register for tomorrow morning's Race For The Cure event and then walking into Squirrel Hill to eat lunch and deposit some checks at the bank. I probably got close to three miles of walking in, so that has to be good. It's a cool and cloudy, wild and windy day, just perfect for being outside. It's going to be quite chilly but at least partly sunny for the race tomorrow morning.

And now, I really do need to do some minimal cleaning. It can be put off no longer. *sigh*
auntiemeesh: (coffee)
Note to self: when making oatmeal in the microwave, please remember to put the water in.

I do believe it's time to start looking for a new microwave. I got my current one second hand a few years ago and it already had a big, burned out spot on one side of the interior walls then. It's ticked along well enough since then, but this seems to have put it over the edge, with billowing clouds of smoke pouring out of said burned out spot. It was definitely NOT the oatmeal that was smoking.

I learned, to no great surprise, that Mal is afraid of the noisy smoke detector when it is going off. He sat in the living room, staring at me as I tried to swat the smoke away with no success, crying every bit as loudly as the thing was shrilling. On the plus side, I now know that the battery in my smoke detector is still good, despite being something like 2 years old. On the minus side, everything in my apartment smells like smoke. Now I just have to hope I can put the blasted thing back together when I get home from work. Why don't smoke detectors come with off buttons?

In other news, there was a hockey game yesterday. Final score was Penguins 2, Montreal 0. That's right, folks. Marc-Andre Fleury earned himself a shut-out. Only his second one all year, and his first playoff shutout since May '08. It was a fun (read: nail-biting and crazy-making), dueling goalies sort of game. It all came down to a question of who was going to crack first and in this instance the answer wasn't Fleury. I love Fleury, a lot, but he's had a pretty mediocre season, so it was really nice to see him making the big saves and standing tall in net.

It's going to be a long day. I managed something like four hours of semi-decent sleep before my arm started screaming at me (no great surprise there, either, since yesterday was not exactly Be Kind to Injured Arms Day). Advil did pretty much nothing, so the second four hours involved lots of tossing and turning and 'will this be a comfy position? Why, no, it won't.' I finally gave up on sleep altogether about an hour and a half before I usually get up, which may at least partially explain the brain fart that allowed me to explode my microwave. *sigh* And we're having a room party at work, which means I won't get home until late.

This room party, incidentally, is the Year End, Grandparents and Special Friends Picnic and Cinco de Mayo extravaganza. All the families signed up to bring chips and dip (apparently no one could think of anything else even vaguely appropriate - unimaginative, lazy group). There's going to be a lot of dip and not much else at this party.

In the meantime, I'm going to be happy that my coffee brewed perfectly fine, and go help myself to a second cup of liquid life support.
auntiemeesh: (ack!)
I'm a crankypants today.

Can't sleep because my arm hurts every time I move and I move a lot at night. When I'm not moving it just aches. A lot. As it does during the day, too. Two steps forward, one step back and to the side. I definitely have more range of motion in some ways, but things I've been able to do all along, like reach behind my back to do my bra strap, have become a lot more uncomfortable/painful.

Did I mention I can't sleep. 800mg of advil is no longer doing much of anything to make my arm feel better, but it's all I've got. The Vicodin prescription the doc gave me isn't any stronger and I don't like Vicodin. So I get to continue to be very uncomfortable all the time.

Bleh, I am not nearly patient enough for this. I want my arm to stop hurting, NOW! I don't care if I don't have 100% strength or range of motion yet, just please stop being so achy and sore all the time, with those fun little spikes of omgpain! every time I move the wrong way. *sigh*

Did I mention that I'm crankypants today?
auntiemeesh: (taking over the world)
Somewhen around April 7, I realized I hadn't paid my phone bill, wondered why I wasn't getting increasingly nasty messages from AT&T, and ran off to pay the bill. Today, going to pay this month's bill, I was told I had a zero balance. Oh yes, I set up automatic payments for my phone in March and then immediately forgot that I did so. I swear, my brain does actually work on occasion. Just, only on occasion.

I did a bit of actual housework today.

*one and a half drainers of dishes washed
*three loads of laundry washed, dried, folded and put away
*living room floor decluttered (I can't say the entire room, because the sofa is still a cluttery mess).
*trimmed the claws on one of Zoe's paws.

Now my arm is very sore and cranky, so I think I'm done for today. I've started a Doctor Who story, more out of desire to do some writing than having any actual story to tell. I may work on that a little bit more while waiting for this week's episode to become available/download. And, as always, there is exciting hockey in store this evening. Game six of the Pens/Sens series, to be fought in Ottawa. Pens better get their tushies in gear and win this game, that's all I have to say on the matter.
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Ah, blessed silence.

The water pipes have been humming noisily for a week, while the landlady was out of town. She got back yesterday, we flushed all the pipes out just now, and they've stopped humming. Yay! Maybe the lack of constant, grating noise at night will help me sleep a little better.

In related news, I'm very disappointed in the vicodin my doc prescribed. It's helped a little with pain, but it certainly hasn't knocked me out when I take it. Other people get so completely knocked out they sleep right through work. I wake up every two or three hours. Not fair, drugs, not fair!
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My desire to go to work this morning is at an all time low. I've got a cold and I'm feeling a little on the yucky side as a result. Not sick enough to stay home, but not healthy enough to relish the prospect of a room full of energetic two-yr-olds.

I was very excited about watching the US/Canada hockey game yesterday, but made the mistake of taking some Nyquil earlier in the evening (it's the only cold med I have lying about the house). So I was mostly a zombie for most of the game, until my laptop overheated with fifteen minutes left to go in the third period. At that point, I decided I'd better just go to bed (a good three hours early).

It's going to be a loooooong week.
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I went to friend and co-worker D's place tonight for dinner and to watch a hockey game. It was a subdued but fun evening. She is six months pregnant and was having a rough day, so she didn't feel up to much but refused to cancel. Another friend of her and her husband was also there (I get the sense they get together to watch hockey often) and it's always more fun to watch a game in a group than by myself. Plus, since D doesn't really know anything about the game, I got to trot out all the knowledge I've been acquiring the past year or so, and was able to look like I understood the game.

We girls spent the early part of the evening talking about babies and her pregnancy and such, while the boys watched cricket and played some James Bond shoot 'em up game on the Wii. Very weirdly gender-stratified evening. D wouldn't let her husband use any bad language during the evening, so I restrained myself as well, despite much provocation by the Penguins.

We had coffee during the first intermission (somewhere around 11pm) and it's probably going to be a good long while before the caffeine wears off and I can actually get any sleep. Oh well, I don't have to be anywhere until noon, and I'm sure I'll get at least a little sleep before then.

I also had my first (and last) taste of chocolate with bacon in it. Not to my taste. Nope, not at all. *grimaces*

*Mal and Zoe update (because there always has to be a Mal and Zoe update). They were both sitting on the same sofa, AT THE SAME TIME, for at least a minute and a half this afternoon before Zoe chased Mal off. That hasn't happened, literally, since the second day (when I took that pic in the icon). And they both were at the door to greet me when I got home from shopping this afternoon, and Mal was sleeping on the bed with me part of the night last night. After a couple of months of despairing that they would ever start to work things out, they really have made great strides in the past two weeks. Go furkids!
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Work has been keeping me busy this week, but I think I'm finally going to get a break. I had parent teacher conferences scheduled for after work Monday and yesterday, which meant Starbucks (Monday) and Bangkok Balcony (yesterday) but also getting home late. And on Monday I still had to write up yesterday's child report after I got home.

On the plus side, I enjoyed the time I spent with the parent yesterday, and we had a yummy meal. I had Pumpkin Curry, which is just about as yummy as food comes. Sadly, although it tasted good at the time, it has been punishing me all night, and my stomach still hurts. Which means I'd better skip the leftovers. *is sad*

Tonight I need to stop at the store and pick up some essentials like bread and TP. I'm giving Mal a break from the bathroom and keeping Zoe penned in today. I wonder what sort of disaster will await me when I get home.
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What I want/need to accomplish this weekend (non-pet related):

1. vacuum the carpets
2. fold the clean laundry
3. wash the dirty laundry
4. finish the dishes
5. rip more cds back onto my computer
6. revise merlin fic
7. make sure the chicken in the crockpot doesn't burn
8. buy groceries that actually provide me with food for the week
9. watch the hockey game tonight - Pens won in OT 6-5 against the Bruins.
10. pay some attention to the football scores - Pitt Panthers won 27-22 over Notre Dame
11. watch new Merlin
12. watch new Doctor Who
13. finish child reports for parent/teacher conferences

Okay, that should be enough for getting on with, don't you think?
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It's a hockey night, here in the 'Burgh. So. I've ordered pizza, I've taken advil for the excessively achy legs, I don't have to worry about how late the game runs because I don't have to get up for the gym at the buttcrack of dawn. Should be a good evening.
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Welcome to KnittedPippin on his first foray into livejournal land. KP, I love your 'don't care...have bear' icon. I'm looking forward to seeing your bits of poetry and such. *gives KnittedPippin a welcoming hug* *gives KnittedMerry the Magnificent a hug also, so he doesn't feel left out*
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So, I'm coming up on fifty reviews of "Courage" on Stories of Arda. (It's certainly more than that if I count all the wonderful comments you folks have left here.) It seems sort of like a six-month anniversary. It's not huge, but it's nice nonetheless.

Thoughts about reviewing )

I should also be writing a challenge story but I don't seem able to make much progress this month. [livejournal.com profile] marigoldg always manages to find a starter that makes me crazy. Usually I have a handle on things this close to the deadline but I still don't have any idea what to write. Argghhh!
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I was making a cup of tea and pondering deep thoughts, as I do occasionally. I was thinking about a very old episode of Sliders, in which the gang found themselves in a reality in which teachers (or researchers or something like that -- it's been a long time since I watched that show) took the place of athletes and actors as very famous and well-paid celebrities. Then I began applying that to my life.

If teachers were celebrities instead of actors, well, I'm assuming that college professors would be the equivalent of the big A-list stars. Then you have elementary and secondary teachers who would be possibly off-broadway but not bad. Then preschool would be off-off-broadway. Infant-toddler programs (my level) would then be somewhere along the lines of community theater. You still get some good acting, but nobody outside the small community has ever heard of you. It seems I couldn't get fame and fortune even if teachers were celebrities. Drat!

I've set myself the task of working on chapter nine tonight.

The sad truth of how easily I'm distracted )

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