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better now

I think. We’ll wait and see how today goes. Yesterday started out good, but turned sour toward the end. I’m not going to go into detail right now, but I may later. We’ll see. All I really want to do right now is waste some time on Plurk, but it’s being stupid this morning. I guess that could be construed as a bad start to the day. I know it’s just a website, but it’s my favorite!

And now I must go find some breakfast. I’m starving!


Back to normal

I think my man drama (plurked here and here) is finally over. Things are back to normal for the moment. As long as neither one of us freaks out about something, we’ll be okay for a while. I hope so, anyway. I hate it when things are weird between us.

It’s quiet here right now. Andrew left about an hour ago, my kids spent the night with my stepdad, and my sister is busy texting some guy (that’s normal). I can’t stand it when it’s quiet around here. I tend to think too much and make myself sad. It’s been a great day, and I don’t want to ruin it by thinking. So, I’m hanging around plurk and trying to find something else interesting to do.

Since I’ve seen nothing but ads for Christmas stuff lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about my Christmas tree. I didn’t even put one up last year, and I can’t remember why. I have an artificial tree with just about every decoration one could think of. It WILL be put up this year, though. And I want it to have some of my own handmade decorations. I made quite a few about three years ago, but my dad uses them and won’t let me have them back. See:


I think that since I have nothing better to do at the moment, and it’s too early to go to bed, I’m going to crochet a couple of these snow flakes tonight. I just have to go dig out my thread and those tiny hooks get going. Or I may make some Sweater and Stocking Minis from LMKG. I don’t know yet.

I’m really tired at the moment, and my mind is just wandering off in all directions. Can you tell? I think I’m just going to end this totally random, boring post and go to bed. I don’t care if it’s only 8:30. I’m usually a night owl, but I haven’t been able to stay up late recently. It has to be the time change, and I’ll be so very glad when I finally get used to it.

On Paper

I spent most of yesterday at my step dad’s house washing clothes. I was alone, I couldn’t find anything worth watching on tv, and there was just nothing to do. Of course, since I was without a computer and the net, I wanted to blog. I swear, I can only think of things to post when I can’t actually post. So, I did the next best thing. I wrote it down on a piece of paper.

I meant to post this when I got home yesterday, but I got busy with other things and forgot. I didn’t think about it at all until I was going through the pockets of the pants I had on yesterday looking for something I’d lost. So, here its:
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Lots of whining

Yesterday my sister had a job interview. She recently left her husband, and he burned all of her possessions, so she had to go get her social security card, driver’s license, birth certificate, etc. before her interview. That required driving all over hell and back, and Andrew and I went with her.

I had planned on going home before she went to Scottsboro for her interview, but they didn’t have time to take me. I had to call my stepdad to get the kids off the bus for me. I told him to take them to their dad’s house and I would pick them up when I got back. They were supposed to go to his house anyway, but Arien didn’t want to so I told her to come on home. When I told my stepdad that, he started bitching about how I let the kids do whatever they want to and that sometimes I’m going to have to make them do things they don’t want to. And that pissed me off.

When I got off the phone, Andrew started bitching about how it was mean to make them go to their dad’s house. He, of course, hates their dad and doesn’t ever want them to go there. But that just pissed me off even more and inspired this plurk.

I was in a bad mood for the rest of the day. When my stepdad got the kids off the bus, he called me and said “They don’t want to go to their dad’s house, so I’m going to take them home with me.” So much for making them do things they don’t want to do. I just can’t win.

I was planning on whining a little more about other things, but I can’t think straight at the moment. My sister is sitting in here with me talking about myspace, and I know she’s just dying for me to get off the computer so she can flirt with some guys. So, I’m going to go make myself useful and clean something.

Mostly Pictures

I really want to start blogging more. I’ve been wanting to post for a few days, but my sister has been monopolizing the computer for the last week. I haven’t spent much time on here at all. Andrew has been here all weekend, too, and I’ve been spending some quality time with him and the kids. I’m about to go take a walk before it gets dark, but I’m going to post some pics from the past few days first.
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totally forgotten

You know, I actually did finish my Binary Cable Hat. It’s been about 3 weeks, but I totally forgot to post it.

Andrew's Hat

Here’s a link to it’s Ravelry page.

It’s a little smaller than I needed for it to be, so I can’t wear it. It’ll probably work for Gracie, though. I started another hat as soon as I finished. It’s the One Day Beret, but it’s definitely taking more than one day. I’m knitting it with Colinette Jitterbug on size 3 needles, and I’m not making much progress. I will finish eventually, though. Then I have yet another hat in the works. This next one will be for Andrew, too, but maybe he’ll actually wear it.

what a day

Last night while we were all sitting around the house, we heard a bunch of sirens go in the direction of our neighboring town (we live right at the city limits/ state line). A few minutes later, they started coming back this way. That’s strange because if something happens in Bridgeport, which is in Alabama, they are usually taken to the hospital in Scottsboro. Right after that, we heard a helicopter. I was sure that it was just flying past to turn and land at the Armory like it normally does. I was wrong. It landed in the parking lot of the old Kmart right in front of my apartment complex.

I hadn’t heard from Andrew all day, and I was so afraid it was him. I don’t know what I would’ve done if it had been. I don’t think I could live without him. I was just about to call his Granny when I saw that he had signed on to Myspace. Talk about relief! I didn’t think much more about the apparent accident after that.

This morning when I signed into Myspace, I noticed one of my friends’ status updates said “Hoping N— will make a full recovery.” Now, N is the guy my sister just broke up with so she could get back together with her baby’s father. My dad usually knows everything that goes on around here, so I called him to see what was up.

He told me that N had been drinking all weekend and had a bad car accident not far from my house last night. The sirens and helicopter were for him. He’s in critical condition and they don’t know if he’s going to make it. And to make matters worse, everyone is blaming his accident on my sister. If she hadn’t dumped him, he’d still be okay. That is totally unfair. He’s a grown man, and should’ve known better than to be drinking and driving, no matter how bad he’s been hurt. I feel almost as sorry for my sister as I do for his family. I can only imagine what’s going through her head right now.

And all of that makes everything that happened to me seem like it doesn’t matter at all. It wasn’t much of anything at all, really. I just had a seizure. That’s pretty normal for me, though. I bit my tongue worse than I ever have, and it’s swollen pretty badly. I can’t talk right, and it’s making it hard to breathe, but I’ll be okay.

I finally made an appointment to see my doctor so I can get a referral to a neurologist and get some meds. I go Friday at 3:40 pm. Hopefully I can get this under control so I can go back to work. I’m so tired of sitting here.

And now I’m going to sit around and watch tv until Andrew gets here. I hope it’s soon. I haven’t seen him since Sunday, and I want to hold him so badly.