I'm sorry your life turned out so hard, Eugene.

My Artistic Child

Sun, 09 Nov 2008 11:09:48 -0600

She's been in school for 9 weeks now. WOW. She likes it but then she still hates it. We now get up at 6-7am even on weekends. There's no more tricking this kid into sleeping late by telling her that light outside is caused by the moon and not the sun. Damn you daylight savings time! Anyway. She goes to school to learn about letters, numbers, colors and friends. She even has 2 best friends! Gracie and Jaden. They are adorable little girls. She doesn't like boys though. I admit I am a bit relieved. Sometimes in Fridays they get to draw pictures. This Friday, she drew a picture that made me say 'what God's name is THAT?'.

I asked her and she said," That's You, Daddy and me next to our house." I asked her what that was above us. "That's the sun and a rainbow." Thank goodness. This lovely piece of art shall proudly be displayed on my fridge.

I also missed talking about Halloween.. Witch was great!! (Yes, I spelled it 'witch' on purpose so you grammar police (Rodney) can hang it up!) Because we both dressed up as witches! She had her Halloween party at school and that went well. They got to play on a giant slide after it was over. Later that night I took her trick-or-treating to family houses and also took her to the fall fest at the church. Here's a few pics of that and of the very first pumpkin I ever carved!

Halloween was also my and Casey's 12th anniversary. It's gone by so fast. It doesn't seem like we've been married that long at all. We've been together for 15 years now. Almost half my life! Here's a few pics of the flowers he got me:

All Hallows' Eve is Coming!

Wed, 29 Oct 2008 17:27:42 -0600

I love Halloween! It's my most favorite holiday. I got married on Halloween and I prolly did other things on Halloween as well.

New Pets!

Thu, 23 Oct 2008 09:46:14 -0600

Ok so I've been collecting these little addictive WoW pets since I started playing. To me, it's most amusing thing to do - get them out and play with the little guys. Recently, I collected 50 pets and was awarded Stinker. I was overjoyed. And then today when I was thinking that I'd never get to go fight that Headless Horseman and get the little Squashling that he drops, it happened. I was Trick-or-Treating and got a bag of treats. I opened it and there was a Squasling in there looking at me! My very own SQUASHLING! Ok.. I don't usually get this excited over things like this but they changed my drugs and now everything is great. Although I am going tomorrow morning for a lumbar media nerve block. If it's successful, they are going to set me up to have my back nerves cauterized.

I've Waited So Long...

Thu, 16 Oct 2008 05:52:23 -0600

I knew it would happen sooner or later.. and it finally has. Click this link.

Oh HaHaHa

Mon, 13 Oct 2008 06:23:29 -0600

This made me lol irl early this AM after reading:

aaaannnnndd! This made me say OMG early this AM after watching it:

Spiderman: Web of Shadows

Sweet Misery

Sun, 05 Oct 2008 00:42:28 -0600

Do you ever suddenly realize that you're slightly miserable? Not miserable with life, but miserable physically? And being physically miserable is making you a little mentally miserable? I have! And on top of that, my effing teeth are starting to rot and that's making my entire mouth hurt. I think I found out my problem. N-e-u-r-o-n-t-i-n I stay on the edge of aggravation all the time. Sometimes if I'm just touched I want to punch someone's nose. I go shopping and want to pick up my cart and slam it down on the cashier's head for checking out my groceries too slow. And it makes me feel stupid. Stupid enough to not be able to think straight at times. I like to think! (usually) But the most miserably worstest thing about it is the weight gain. I'm not talking about a pound or 2.. Two months ago at my appointment, they weighed me. I was a happy 129. Sure, I wished it was 109 but I'll take that 129. Today? 139. I gained 10 pounds in 2 months and I haven't been eating anything more than I used to. And my stomach will swell out so big that I'll actually look like I'm pregnant at times. I can't even keep it sucked it. I have to wear my pants unzipped around the house and that makes me feel like a cow. I cannot stand it. I don't care what they say, I still think it's what caused my 2 NEW cavities and made my teeth so damn sensitive. In a little over a month, I'll be able to go to the dentist. Fucking yay. And then earlier today, I started feeling all shitty. Sweating, shaking, panic-y. Took my blood pressure - 120/75. (if you can believe that.) So I then took my blood sugar. 54. Fifty-four. And all that did was give my fatass an excuse to eat some more sugar. Will this shit never end?

Bug Farming

Wed, 24 Sep 2008 10:42:57 -0600

There was this little Captured Firefly that I've been wanting for a very long time now. I tried farming him before but found out a few days ago I was farming the wrong bug. I was killing Bleeders when I should have been on Needlers. No big deal. Today is day 5 of farming. I killed 1087 Marshlight Needlers over the course of about 8-10 hours and finally got him. (My Mi2 count says 1047 because I already killed 40 of them before remembering to turn kill count on.) Anyway. Then I thought 'Should I sell him for 2000g and finally get my epic flier or keep him as my companion?'. Yep, you're right. I kept him!

OMG He's so cute.	List of items looted before the firefly.

aaaaaaannnnnd I had to use Internet Explorer a few days ago for something and within a few minutes, I was reminded of how much it sucked and why I use Firefox..

htf did that happen?

Preschool sucks

Tue, 09 Sep 2008 09:01:13 -0600

Today was the 4th day of school. The first day, she was good but cried at the last part of class because she thought I wasn't going to get her. The second day was a lot better. She cried a little when I left but was super happy when I picked her up. Some time in between dropping her off and picking her up, she got in trouble a few times. She climbed on the table and wouldn't help pick the toys up. I asked her why she didn't help and she told me she didn't have to pick them up because everyone else did it for her. Then there was the weekend.. A snotty nose weekend. A weekend of her telling me she didn't need to go to school anymore because she doesn't want to learn but also a weekend of her telling me how much fun it was. Then Monday came. Oh God Monday. She was just fine all the way to school but as soon as we walked in the classroom door, she hit the floor. Screaming and crying and finally puking on herself. It splattered on her shoes and all on the floor. I'm glad she refused breakfast. It was HORRILBE. I finally just had to leave her crying. I could hear her screaming while I was in the parking lot. "I DIDN'T TELL MOMMY BYE!!" over and over and over. I didn't go back in - I knew that would make it worse. When I later picked her up, she was smiling and happy and didn't get in trouble any. It blew my mind. So today I thought it was would better. It wasn't. We walked in the class and went straight to the trash can so she could puke again. and no, she's not sick. She can vomit on command and has done it since she was about a year old. She didn't cry as loud today and was barely crying when I left her. There was a sweet little girl that came up and asked her if she was alright. Kara didn't even answer her. She does have a friend though and that surprised me too. I mean, would you be friends with someone that made you pick up their mess? Oh wait! That's called marriage. That's all. Here's to hoping I pick up a happy kid today.

School Day 3	School Day 4

They Grow So Quick

Thu, 04 Sep 2008 14:40:18 -0600

Today was Kara's first day of pre-school. She's been excited about it all week. I didn't think she was going to be able to go to sleep last night with all that jumping and squealing she was doing. She popped up out of bed this morning with bright eyes about going to school. We got to the school around 7:45am. Since it was the first day, everyone had to meet up and split the kids into classes. Kara was into everything there. Asking fifty questions about where the books were, where was the class, are there swings... You name it, and she asked it. She was very outgoing. When we finally got to her class, all the other kids were standing around with their parents. Not mine. She was rambling. When the parents were leaving, there were several crying kids. Not mine. She gave me a kiss and told me bye-bye. I left. I came home and had 3 hours and 30 minutes to do whatever I wanted. I got laundry done, dishes washed, house partially cleaned and even played about 30 minutes of WoW. By this time, I was ready for Kara to come home. I could pick her up at 11:30am. I left early. Very early. I spent extra time riding around so I wouldn't look like the 'eager' parent picking up a kid. I walked up the class door to get her. What did I see? A whole bunch of happy, smiling kids. Except mine. She had snot and tears everywhere. Her face was beet red and swollen from crying. Her teacher said she did really well all morning until it was time to get ready to go home. Kara was scared her Mommy wouldn't come get her. That made me feel good and bad at the same time. Good because it means my kid really does like me and bad because my kid thinks I'd forget about her.I have GOT to make a mental note to never be late to pick her up. She may have a breakdown.


Up and at 'em!	Out the door!

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Fri, 08 Aug 2008 12:21:12 -0600

I have been trying for hours (literally) to recover my Sims2 Deluxe serial number. I have done everything the help thingy said to do. I logged into all of my maxis accounts then eventually merged them all into my EA.com account. EA.com is the slowest fucking website I've ever been to. It's even slower than Cingular.com. and they always send me to this retrieval page. And that's fucking great but all I can get off it are my Sims1 serials. There's not even an option there to put in a Sims2 serial muchless get one back. I have bought this game twice already. TWICE. I bought Sims2 when it first came out. Then as luck would have it, I lost my disk. Still have my serial for it but no disk. So when I went out to RE-purchase it, I got Sims2 Deluxe. Guess what! I have the disk but lost the serial! Do you see where I'm going here? WTF gives!? There was somewhere that said you can log into that EA.com place and you can click on My Games and get your serials from there.. I don't even have that option. I tried registering the Sims2 serial that I did have just to see if I could get into that storage part of the serials but it won't let me register what's already registered. I thought maybe it was a Firefox problem so when I try to get into it with IE, I get "Page loaded but with errors" so I can't do any of the drop down menus. and I am sick of my goddamn interwebz crapping out on me. I have been getting some "The connection with the server was reset" daily, maybe even hourly, and it's driving me mad. I'm sick of uninstalling/reinstalling/changing settings/resetting modem and/or router/restarting and cussing. and yes, it does it even if you bypass the router. *weep*

edit:

I found it! OMG I finally found it! It was so hard to find that I can't remember all I had to do. So here's the page that had the right links in case I need it again. Now I can finally get back to murdering my little Sim characters. What fun it will be.

Mr. Grey- The Cat Who Lived

Mon, 21 Jul 2008 23:59:14 -0600

Last Friday night (July 11th) there was a rattlesnake traveling through our front yard. The cats stopped him and got him all pissed off. When I saw him out there, I went to get the water hose so I could spray the curious cats away from him. On my way back, we saw him bite Callie Kitty on the face. She ran off. Sometime during the night she came back and died on the deck. Later, I found Mr. Grey. He was alive but he looked horrible. Like something from a bad horror movie. His left side of his face was swelled to double the normal size and he was coated in blood. Blood coming from his mouth, eye, from the bite and there's no telling where else. I brought him in the house and cleaned him up the best I could. The only antibiotic anything I had were eye drops. I loaded his swelled shut eye and the bite mark I saw with the eye drops. Then his eye started opening and what came out of it was... oh God I can't even eat an egg anymore.. but you know that clearish-white jelly-like stuff you see when you cut into an undercooked fried egg? That's what it looked like. He was a little dehydrated and wouldn't drink water so I gave him some canned food (that he couldn't refuse) watered down so he got a little water and food at the same time. Then it was off to the vet! He was there for a while on strong injection antibiotics. The doctor cleaned out where the fangs went in at because it was starting to get a little necrotic. One fang obviously went in on his temple and another on his eye lid right above his eye. He's been home for a few days now and he's acting like a normal cat again. He gets a little gross though because he wants to rub around on my legs and it's all nice 'n stuff then I feel a sticky wet scabby thing drag across my leg. I gag in my mind then rub myself down with Purell. He's still on oral antibiotics, antibiotic eye drops and wound gel. His eye lid and his bottom lip is still a bit droopy. I hope that fixes soon.

Here's some before and after pictures. And no, I wasn't just taking pictures of a poor cat in pain just for my scrapbook.. He was under the house and I didn't have a flashlight so I had to use my camera flash.

48 hour wonder drug?

Mon, 30 Jun 2008 00:30:42 -0600

Ok so on Thursday, I had cortisone injected right on my little nerve root. I didn't go into much detail about it the other day because I was in a hurry. I heard a lot people say they have had these injections and they were very painful. Like painful to the point of crying. I didn't really want to take any "relaxing" drugs or pain meds but they (nice nurse people) thought maybe I should go ahead and get doped up because of my *cough* blood pressure. So I was sitting in that little waiting room with a little Versed in me thinking about the agony and screaming that I'd soon be experiencing. When my time came, I was a little disappointed. They had a screen up in front of me and if I craned my neck around, I could see the x-ray of my back and see the needle poking around in there. I thought he had laid the needle on my back before he got started. That's what it looked like anyway but that needle... that HUGE needle was actually poking around inside me and I didn't even know it until he injected the medication. And that really didn't hurt. It felt like someone squirted ice water into my back and I felt it get cold all the way down my leg. Not my whole leg, just where that nerve went. On Friday, there was no change really. My back/leg hurt easier than before but no worse. I had given up hope but when I woke up Saturday morning, something seemed different. It took me a while to figure it out. When I got out of bed, I was standing straight up. That was what was different. Every morning for over two years, I've gotten out of bed and could not stand up straight. It was freakin' weird! I would say my pain has decreased 90% in these last two day. I haven't even had to take a Tylenol! (except for a headache.) Out of habit, I'm still trying to stand leaned forward a little but when I realize I'm doing it, I can actually straighten up to my full 5'2" height. Yay (so far)!

Just a summary for the past few weeks

Sat, 28 Jun 2008 02:26:23 -0600

I released the possums back to the woods. A few days later, they are both gone. I bought an extra Diego ticket so we could all go have a nice family time together and it was great!(Saw it lastnight.) Had another MRI last week. The L4-L5 herniation is now gone but I still have DDD throughout my entire lumbar area, a bulge between L5-S1 and a congenital birth defect. Yeah I'm deformed freak. (As it turns out, I have an extra bone.) Yesterday I had my transforaminal injection. It was a blast. Versed+Fentanyl+steroid = alergic reaction. Broke out in rash. Started itching. Gave me IV Benadryl = sleepy. Still hurt. Gave me Ultracet for home use since codeine makes me claw like a mad person. I think Ultracet causes chest pains. Blood pressure still up - was 162/102 last time I took it. Kara's birthday was today. It was fun. There's a few pics on Flickr.. I may just stick a couple on here when I'm done. Having the most God awful heartburn tonight. Blame pizza. Took everything I could think of. Looked up home remedies then ate some brown sugar. No joy. Drank some vinegar. Worked OK. Ate a few crackers. Horrid results. Slurped down a few spoons of mustard. BINGO! It actually fucking worked. The hurt is like barely there now.

^^that's a cake I made.

Subject To Change Without Notice

Wed, 11 Jun 2008 14:29:24 -0600

Do you remember when I was so excited about buying those Go Diego Go tickets? Ok well, I bought them the day they went on sale to the public on - May 19th. In big bold letters at the top of the page, it said "Children ages 2 and under free to sit in adult lap". Not a direct quote but it's not there for me to directly quote anymore. Since Kara IS 2, I only bought 2 tickets.. Two ADULT tickets for 58.00, plus 10 dollar convenience charge and another 2 dollars for facility usage. Oh and 3.75 for processing. Grand total: 73.35. I go today to look at the seating charts and do you know what I see there? EVERYONE NEEDS A TICKET. Now, that makes it sound to me like someone is going to be left out. I call the WL Jack Howard Theater and ask. I know they aren't going to do anything and I already know they won't be helpful but what they said to me was so very unhelpful. She said " I don't know what to tell you, ma'am." She said that it changed to 1 and under free. A fuck lot of good that does me. Now what am I going to do with Kara while Casey and I go watch that fucking show? If I sold those tickets, and we all know how well a pair of Go Diego fucking Go tickets would sell around here, and then paid 90+ dollars for 3 more tickets (plus all those other charges) , we would lose our row J center stage tickets and get some row HH tickets that would probably have us seated in the parking lot. Why can't life go as I plan it?

On another shitty note, I have to go get a second MRI on the ... on Monday to see how much my herniated disk has healed in two years without treatment. And then I'm supposed to start epidural steroid injections. They like to try all possible things to fix you before they try surgery. So let's start adding up charges now. Go Alysia Go. Goddamnit.

Can't Sleep

Wed, 28 May 2008 01:37:11 -0600

I started looking for numbers to put on my phone so I can look important. Since I don't know anyone, I was looking up random numbers to put in. I wandered over to Poison Control to get their number because you never know when some dumbass is going to take the wrong medicine. Oh wait.. I did that once. I took my dogs' medicine instead of my own. Boy did I feel like a dumbass. Back to my story.. I started reading the 2006 annual report that they have. I was reading under "Scenarios for therapeutic errors by age" and did you know that 'Exposure through breast milk' had 169 reported cases in '06? Yep. 89% was for children under 6 years old and ,if I had a drum I'd be beating on it now, 7.7% was by persons 19 years old and older! Then there was a 3% for the unknowns.