Sarkasmo - posts tagged 'me'

7Days.4 - Arrrgh.

Tue, 22 Jun 2010 23:02:34 GMT

7Days.4 - Arrrgh.
Something I did yesterday tweaked my back. Maybe carrying Cy (who is a nice, heavy steel hybrid, not aluminum) up the stairs, maybe the bad angle at which I lifted him to spin his wheels a little while I was wiping him down, maybe I did it when I was filling his tires. I truly hope it was one of those and NOT the actual riding of the bike that did it. So today, instead of having a nice bike ride, I stayed in, turned on the heating pad, and threw painkillers at myself. It's late afternoon, and that seems to have done the trick; it's too late to enjoy a ride now, though, because of those swarms of no-see-ums. I hate picking those little f*ckers out of my teeth.

Anyway, this is still a picture of progress! During the Fall 2009 run of 7 Days, I tried to sprawl on the floor like this with my yarn and ended up in a LOT of pain. This time around, the offending ovarian cyst is absent, and I was able to pop right back up. Tomorrow, the back and I will try taking Cy out.

7Days.3 - Cy got to go outside today!

Mon, 21 Jun 2010 20:20:25 GMT

7Days.3 - Cy got to go outside today!
I took him out, wiped him down, shined him up, and performed ALL KINDS of prepositional phrases on him. Then I hit the road and after 10 minutes started sweating, carrying a goodly amount of sunblock into my eyes and making me turn around and come home. Oh, well. It's a start.

No one can say I'm not prepared.

Mon, 21 Jun 2010 20:19:46 GMT

No one can say I'm not prepared.
This is how tough I look when there's no sunblock in my eyes. On a side note, I would just like to reiterate my million-dollar invention idea for the benefit of those who don't follow me on Twitter or Facebook: Someone needs to invent sunblock in pill form.

7Days.2 - Hot.

Mon, 21 Jun 2010 02:30:03 GMT

7Days.2 - Hot.
Today was actually hot, so this is what I look like when I'm standing in heat. Note the lack of smile/will to carry on. Normally when it's hot out, I stay in the nice, cool basement apartment; however, you guys have seen way too much of that, and I had a good excuse to head over to Jenn's today. This was taken on her porch.

7Days.1 - Hey Packet, guess what time it is again!

Sun, 20 Jun 2010 04:08:19 GMT

7Days.1 - Hey Packet, guess what time it is again!
[Packet]: Aw, crap. Already?

Today was one of those 7 Days days where I left the house, thought about taking a picture at the store, decided I'd do it later, got home, thought about taking a picture, decided I'd do it later, and repeated this process until 11pm, when I thought, 'OMG, it's 7 Days today!'

Sunlight! Run!

Tue, 13 Apr 2010 13:56:17 GMT

Sunlight! Run!
Having to take pills every four hours means that I'm up during hours I'm not normally up. I walked out of my room this morning, and THE SUN TRIED TO KILL ME BY STABBING ME IN THE EYES.

Knitting progress

Mon, 12 Apr 2010 07:09:35 GMT

Knitting progress
Showing off my mad blanket-making skillz and my stylish anti-embolism stockings and my IV.

7 days, day 5 - out of focus

Wed, 24 Mar 2010 23:45:02 GMT

7 days, day 5 - out of focus
Today I went to the doctor and found out that I have an ovarian cyst that's 11cm x 8cm. 11cm is just over 4 inches. So this cyst is hanging onto my ovary (my doctor has a French accent, she calls it a 'hovary') and squishing other things around. The only way to find out if it's a bad cyst or a benign cyst is surgery with a 3-day hospital stay. Since it's rather large, she's removing that whole ovary. One's enough anyhow, and since I don't plan on using it for pregnancy purposes, she's also agreed to tie the tube on the other side. Silver lining, I guess.

This picture sums up how I feel today, camera strap and blurriness included. I know the theme for Day 5 is dinner. Darren is cooking dinner as I upload this photo. That's about as close as I can get.

-bonk-

Mon, 22 Mar 2010 04:11:08 GMT

-bonk-
Can I just tell you how much I adore a cat that headbutts? Because I will. For hours, if you don't stop me.

I thought he was looking at the camera

Mon, 22 Mar 2010 04:10:36 GMT

I thought he was looking at the camera

7 Days, day 2 - Style

Mon, 22 Mar 2010 04:10:02 GMT

7 Days, day 2 - Style
It's the braids. That's my hairstyle today. Or it could be how the redheads are hanging out together, because that's our style. I'm rather fashion-impaired, so I wasn't about to show off my wardrobe style.

7 Days, day 1

Sun, 21 Mar 2010 02:19:35 GMT

7 Days, day 1
My back's all hurty, and it was colder out today, so I just stayed in and didn't do anything creative for the first day like I'd wanted to. None of the self-portraits I took were entirely in focus, either, so I just picked the cutest one of Packet and played with it. Check out her psychedelic right eye and her lips. They crack me up :)

Mammogram day (take 2)

Wed, 17 Mar 2010 04:04:53 GMT

Mammogram day (take 2)
I got a callback because Righty wasn't smiling or something for last week's mammogram, which meant that I had to remove the rings and put them back in again. Nobody tried to walk in on me this time.

52 weeks, week 17 - NEW WATER BOTTLE

Sat, 13 Mar 2010 00:51:36 GMT

52 weeks, week 17 - NEW WATER BOTTLE
This one has a straw and it sips and it has grippy parts around the middle and the cap, and the lid has a swoopy thing that I can carry with one finger, and it's pink so I won't lose it. Also, the straw part has a tab so if my hands aren't entirely clean, I can open and close it with my thumb.

Christmas at the American Legion Post 530

Sun, 07 Mar 2010 05:43:30 GMT

Christmas at the American Legion Post 530
I'm thinking 1977 or 1978. I'm also sure I could knit that sweater. *squint*

Some of these were already uploaded to Facebook. Sorry for any reruns.

Best Halloween Costume Ever

Sun, 07 Mar 2010 05:42:37 GMT

Best Halloween Costume Ever
I called it 'Blind Date from Hell'. That's my mom's bridesmaid's dress from her sister's wedding, some horn-rimmed glasses, about 30 braids tied off with tinsel pipe cleaners, and Keds painted like pink sparkly saddle shoes - complete with rhinestones and tinsel shoelaces. There wasn't even a contest that year.

Some of these were already uploaded to Facebook. Sorry for any reruns.

Cutest Baby Picture EVER

Sun, 07 Mar 2010 05:42:12 GMT

Cutest Baby Picture EVER
Funny, I keep trying to 'lose' this photo and it keeps popping up again. Now it's on the wienernet forever.

Some of these were already uploaded to Facebook. Sorry for any reruns.

52 weeks, week 16 - Mammogram Day

Thu, 04 Mar 2010 05:39:29 GMT

52 weeks, week 16 - Mammogram Day
Not only did I have to get up earlier than usual today, it was because I had to get the girls squished. This is after the mammogram, after putting one nipple ring back in and deciding the other was too much trouble, and right before someone else tried to come into the same dressing room (good thing I didn't end up having to explain the camera!). Right after this, I realized I hadn't told anyone that the girls are pierced, so I [put my shirt on and] chased down the technician and told her because I wasn't sure how that would show up on the 'gram. This was a routine part of my physical, but we'll all cross our fingers anyway, shall we?

52 weeks - week 15 - Mah hrbls, let me show you them

Wed, 17 Feb 2010 20:25:07 GMT

52 weeks - week 15 - Mah hrbls, let me show you them
This is how much hair I lose EVERY TIME I SHOWER. I used to work for a plumbing company, so I take great pains to not let the hair go down the drain. Instead, I ball them up between my palms and toss them over the shower curtain, then collect them and throw them away after towelling off. Aren't you glad I shared this with you? Aren't you amazed (like I am) that I have any hair left on my head?

52 weeks - Tagged by OMSH - I haz a chocklit

Fri, 12 Feb 2010 06:06:15 GMT

52 weeks - Tagged by OMSH - I haz a chocklit
Within 5 minutes of seeing this photo (or you know, when you can), take a self-portrait, post it to flickr, and tag your friends with Add a Person.

Caught red-handed with my cocoa. Don't believe anything the mug tells you. I haven't even tried to drink coffee for about 20 years (although there was that nasty incident where I thought chocolate-covered coffee beans wouldn't be the same). You can even see the cocoa 'seasoning' on the inside rim of the mug. I'm not an addict. It's cool. *whistle*

Why do I never see this coming?

Fri, 12 Feb 2010 06:05:06 GMT

Why do I never see this coming?
I swear, she was just looking at me and it was going to be such a cute, poignant picture of us looking into each other's eyes, and then right when I pressed the shutter, she pulls this shit.

52 Weeks - Week 13

Mon, 08 Feb 2010 05:26:11 GMT

52 Weeks - Week 13
Sitting at the computer, Packet's behind me on Her Chair (all of the chairs are Her Chair).

Nice marshmallows

Thu, 04 Feb 2010 01:34:25 GMT

Nice marshmallows
Eat too many of these, you'll get chubby.

BOOP!

Thu, 04 Feb 2010 01:34:00 GMT

BOOP!
Darren pointed out that the cookies have boops.

Singing in the car, waiting in line at customs

Thu, 04 Feb 2010 01:33:14 GMT

Singing in the car, waiting in line at customs
I popped over to NY today to get some hot cocoa supplies (they have No Sugar Added Quik there, plus everything's cheaper). The line to get back into Canada was about half an hour, but it was too long to start knitting, so I listened to mp3s and took pictures.

Aftermath

Mon, 01 Feb 2010 04:04:29 GMT

Aftermath
Hhhhhhhh. I've been noticing lately that the Nasonex doesn't work perfectly anymore. Used to ward off all my allergy symptoms. Mind you, I did get licked in the face a lot today, and I'm still breathing. I still think Nasonex is a miracle drug.

52 Weeks, Week 12: She kissed me with TONGUE.

Mon, 01 Feb 2010 04:03:59 GMT

52 Weeks, Week 12: She kissed me with TONGUE.
Sophie kissed me today. A lot. I'm allergic to dogs, but thanks to Nasonex, I can touch them and be in the same house where they've been. BTW, my eyes are closed because her kisses were going all the way up my face, into my eyeballs.

So this week I'm sharing 10 things you might not know about me. I've had trouble coming up with things that actually fit into the "people might not know this" category, since I tend to overshare in my comments on other photos. Anyway, here we go!

1. I like to spell things correctly, and I like to correct other people's spelling. Even if I don't say anything out loud, if there's a misspelling, my eyes will find it and I'll make a mental note. I will also calculate the chances that it was a typo (for example, "We're going to higher some new employees," vs "We're going to hire some new employees."). This on-the-fly proofreading used to include grammar errors, too, but thanks to the Internet I let a lot of that slide now.

But not apostrophes. I do not let apostrophes slide.

2. I truly believe that I'm a different person now than I was for most of my childhood. I think Mom told me that before Katie was born, I was quiet and didn't like loud environments, and that never changed (if it's true), but that's probably the only thing. At some point, I got it into my head that showing any vulnerability would be a bad thing, and now that I look back, I'm pretty ashamed of how I treated everyone until I was at least 18.

3. I have a thing about eye boogers. That stuff that collects in the corners of eyes. Opti-glop, nocturnuggets, whatever you call it, it bugs the hell out of me. It's nothing for me to turn my eyelids inside out to make sure NONE of that stuff is in my head. I will also wipe it out of my pets' eyes as well as other people's pets' eyes. I'm pretty sure it's a good thing I have good eyesight, since glasses are uncomfortable and I'm constantly touching my eyes.

4. I'm never having kids. For a minute, back when we got married, Darren and I tossed the idea around, but no. I never wanted a baby of my own when I was growing up, and I thought I'd get some kind of maternal urge in my 30s, but it never showed up. I like taking care of Packet, but she's a cat. She pretty much potty-trained herself, she doesn't run around screaming or throwing tantrums, and I can leave her at home when I go shopping. I'm not really anti-baby; I like watching other people's babies grow up on Flickr, I do. Darren and I are simply very-very protective of our "our" time. We take naps, we stay up late, we watch shows with "adult themes" without batting an eye, we eat meals when we feel like it, and we sleep in if we can.

5. I look forward to holding dual citizenship with Canada and the USA. I'm more proud of the US than I was growing up, probably thanks in no small part to 9/11 and my dad. However, I also like living in Canada with my Canadian husband, around my Canadian friends. Maybe I don't drink beer or coffee, but I do like hockey, snow, mild summers, and governments with more than two major political parties. Right now I have permanent residency here; I'll be eligible for citizenship in April of next year.

6. I had something really terrible happen to me when I was younger, and I blocked it from my memory. My hand to God, I never really thought that was possible for people to do until I remembered it. Now I don't trust my own brain as much anymore. What else is it hiding? >.> Even if something is horrible, I would rather know it than have it hidden from me, and my brain (of all brains) should be the one to know that about me.

7. I used to read books all the time. In grade school, I would read books and write book report summaries for them over the summer so they'd be ready for me during the school year. I couldn't sleep at night unless I had something to read. I went through the entire Nancy Drew series in, like, 3rd grade (maybe 4th). I tried to read The Exorcist, but my mom found it and I never did get to the end. I read about ghosts, poltergeists, hauntings, and all things paranormal. I also researched things like street drugs - not because I was interested in doing drugs, but I wanted to know why so many people talked about them. I can only imagine how many things I'd have taught myself if I'd had the Internet back then.

Now? I like reading in the bathroom - anything at all, be it shampoo bottles or books - but aside from that, I prefer audiobooks. I like being able to knit and read, wash dishes and read, walk and read, drive and read. I think that's why reading books only appeals to me in the bathroom anymore. That's one of those "better not try multi-tasking" situations.

8. Never been to college. I hated school so much, I was glad to get out of high school and not very eager to jump back in. I know I have some smarts, and I could maybe apply them to bettering the world in some way, and some sort of post-secondary schooling will be required for me to land a job that isn't the dreaded customer service (customer service jobs have sucked faith from my soul, and that's no lie), but here I am at age 37 and I still haven't the foggiest clue what sort of career would make me happy. I don't even know what to look for while I'm waiting to find something to make me happy.

9. Remember that documentary on HBO back in the early 80s about Nostradamus? The one where he predicted the world would end in, like, May of 1984 (or maybe it was 1986)? I saw that and totally believed it. I was petrified for at least a year and a half that the Earth would be hit by an asteroid or some Hitler-esque tyrant would kill me in a concentration camp. Years later, I saw Red Dawn and realized that's EXACTLY what I had thought was going to happen (if not the asteroid thing). I still hate thinking about dying, but my main concern was that I'd die a mere child, stuck in school and never having experienced much outside of school. I really hated school.

10. I'm a quitter. I don't really stick with things. I stopped taking piano lessons, I stopped playing saxophone (though I honestly think that was doing the world a favor), I dropped out of band, I never pursued an education past high school, and I'm not even going to list all the little crafty pursuits I've devoted my life to, then wandered away from.

So believe me when I say that I believe in soulmates. It bugs the shit out of me when things sound corny like this, but dammit, this is my 10 things, and I have to mention Darren. I'd like to tell you about all the weird things, little and big, that I had to endure to get to the point where Darren and I first crossed paths, but some of it's really private and some of it's the bad stuff I mentioned earlier. The end result is that I met Darren online, but not at a dating site. It was just a random bulletin-board style chat site where I was hanging out with some Internet friends when this Canadian guy wandered in. I still don't know why the words he typed interested me any more than the words that anyone else typed - no one I knew owned a digital camera or a scanner, so avatars were just clip art back then. 12 years later, I'm married to him (we've been married for over 10), and he's been my best friend this whole time. Better than my best friend. He's truly and honestly the only person who just gets me. When I think about the fact that we spent maybe two months actually together before we got married, it blows my mind. That's not even two months in a row, either. That's a week or so here, a week or so there, and a few weeks before the wedding. And then everything after that. And he still loves me. And I still love him.

Well, I haven't quit knitting. I've been doing that for a little over 10 years, too, which is also surprising. Darren still places much higher than knitting, though. I give a lot of my knitting away, but I'd fight to the death to keep Darren by me. Possibly using knitting needles.

He will never forget this moment.

Thu, 21 Jan 2010 05:05:48 GMT

He will never forget this moment.
Some little girls dream of having a big wedding and wearing a beautiful dress with a veil. I only dreamed of being able to smash cake into my husband's face...only, I didn't know he wasn't aware of this tradition.

July 31, 1999 - Best Day Ever.

Thu, 21 Jan 2010 05:05:38 GMT

July 31, 1999 - Best Day Ever.
I just wish it hadn't been 110 degrees in the shade. Oh, well, I'll never forget it, that's for sure.

Wedding photo

Thu, 21 Jan 2010 05:05:08 GMT

Wedding photo
Or a photo of a wedding photo, to be more exact. July 31, 1999. Hottest day of the year.

Senior picture

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:55:35 GMT

Senior picture
Because I needed bangs with hair this curly, I guess.

First grade, painful pigtails

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:55:14 GMT

First grade, painful pigtails
And partially grown-in front teeth.

And then later that day...

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:55:07 GMT

And then later that day...
This is a true story: After leaving Olan Mills, and I was running with my eyes closed and I slipped and fell in a huge, deep mud puddle. My mom laughed her ass off and asked me why I didn't see the puddle, and I indignantly replied: 'IT'S NOT FUNNY! I WAS RUNNING WITH MY EYES CLOSED!'

Then we had to cover the backseat with blankets and newspapers just so I could sit in the car. And we didn't go straight home.

1979, my aunt's wedding

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:55:03 GMT

1979, my aunt's wedding
My mom yanked one of my front teeth out right before the wedding. I was 6.

So young, and the sarcasm was already there

Wed, 20 Jan 2010 04:54:58 GMT

So young, and the sarcasm was already there
'Yeah, so take the picture already. Quit shaking that fricking teddy bear around.'

Also, this is an Olan Mills picture.

52 Weeks, Week 10

Tue, 19 Jan 2010 03:10:49 GMT

52 Weeks, Week 10
Last week I went over the border and made a run for the border. I just didn't upload this picture last week.

New nightshirt

Wed, 06 Jan 2010 05:12:57 GMT

New nightshirt
Christmas present from my parents :) It's way comfy.

Another SP in Shadow's eye

Tue, 05 Jan 2010 03:53:30 GMT

Another SP in Shadow's eye
You can see me better here, but the photo is a little blurrier. Meh.

Self Portrait in Shadow's eye

Tue, 05 Jan 2010 03:53:03 GMT

Self Portrait in Shadow's eye
Her winter coat is so sooooft right now :) Pretty girl got some carrots tonight.

52 weeks, week 8 - It snew.

Sun, 03 Jan 2010 22:43:41 GMT

52 weeks, week 8 - It snew.
This is taken out the front door. That road behind me is a highway. 2 seconds prior to taking this picture, Darren was complaining about all the cold air I was letting in.