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Blog Challenge #4 - What are you afraid of?

Running late on this again.. just not used to daily blogging anymore.

So what am I afraid of? So many things.
I'm afraid of my present job becoming so unrecognizable that I won't know what to do with myself.
I'm afraid of losing my job and not being able to pay my mortgage.
I'm afraid of losing my friends.
I'm afraid of the frightening things that are changing the world and I worry for what my niece and nephew have in their future.

Wow, what a disheartening subject! I hope Blog Challenge #5 is nicer.

Blog Challenge #3 - Your favorite quote

I can't pick one, so here's a few:

“No wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise.”
Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”
Marilyn Monroe

“Moral indignation is jealousy with a halo.”
H.G. Wells, The Wife of Sir Isaac Harman

“I think I've discovered the secret of life -- you just hang around until you get used to it.”
Charles M. Schulz

“If you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison' it is certain to disagree with you sooner or later.”
Lewis Carroll

“Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.”
Albert Einstein

“I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.”
Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”

“But haven't all ambitious people something of the monstrous about them? You, sir, for instance, if you will forgive me, are a little bit monstrous.”
Mervyn Peake

“Feminism is the radical notion that women are human beings.”
Cheris Kramarae

Blog Challenge #2 - 20 Facts about Myself

Fallen behind already! Let's pretend I have a twin and sent one of us into space and this is all a special relativity experiment where time moved more slowly.

  1. I collect things! Monster High dolls, Jem dolls, comic books, artwork.

  2. I still have the stuffed animal that I had when I was 6 years old.

  3. I prefer renting dvds from a physical rental store than downloading or watching on Netflix.

  4. While I speak English as my main language, Italian was my first language which I spoke exclusively until I started school.

  5. I never shaved my legs until my mid-30s. I know that probably sounds gross, but I had really thin, light hair on my legs so it was hardly noticeable. (Plus it is cold here much of the year and I avoided the sun like a vampire anyway)

  6. I was president of the computer club and chess club in high school. I kind of sucked at chess though.

  7. I can't swim. I took lessons when I was a kid and even got as far as diving but something broke along the way and all I can do now is float on my back and some sort of lame doggy paddle.

  8. I did the reverse of most people and moved from the big city to a small town to go to attend university!

  9. I have dinner with my parents/family at least once a week.

  10. I am completely out of shape now but I used to be on the volleyball team, soccer team and field hockey team in high school.

  11. I am ridiculously shy but I used to act in high school/elementary school. At least 3 times I played lead characters in our school plays.

  12. I love to read, voraciously. There was a summer where I spent every single day off at the public library.

  13. I eat corn in the cob row by row.

  14. I started collecting comic books when I was about 10 or 12. Can you imagine how many I have now?

  15. I've been to China, Cuba, Germany, Iceland, Italy, Japan, Mexico, ad United States, British Virgin Islands and American Virgin Islands.

  16. I want to go to Antarctica, one of those south pacific islands that is going to disappear when ocean levels rise, Poland and Russia. I've love to go see some of Africa and the Middle

  17. I was once tied to a tree by a goat, and kicked in the stomach by a donkey. Separate incidents, same trip!

  18. I have a cupcake on my desk at work that is nearly 10 years old.

  19. I rub my nose a lot. No, I don't have a coke habit, I have a really itchy nose!

  20. I have a lot of trouble finding 20 facts about myself.

hello blogland...

I haven't written in here for a while, so I'm thinking of kickstarting it by doing this 31 days of blogging thinger:
31 days of bloggin.
So hey, Nancy here... been on Livejournal since 2001. I've let things lapse over time. Presently I am a web developer. Lead developer as of last week, actually! I love my job though the politics at my workplace have been a bit of a rollercoaster the last few years. I'd write more but maybe I'll save that for day #2. Here's a recent photo courtesy of a lovely boy in my life.


Feb. 11th, 2013

Sitting at my computer in my underthings, sipping quangzhou milk oolong and reading the internets.
I don't want to go to work today. Can I just stay home and read books and learn about power tools and maybe cook something awesome? Please?

My hair smelled like burnt food... I visited with my parents yesterday and did not experience the usual fragrant smell of my mom's cooking when I walked in the door. Instead there was this really weird, not very pleasant smell of things burnt. My mom had been cooking something for dinner and thought she'd turned off the stove as they were leaving to go to church. Ends up she'd left it on the lowest heat setting and the lamb ended up burning. Poor Oreo was freaking out the whole time from the fire alarm noise... thankfully when they got back a few hours later (they'd also did some grocery shopping on the way back), the pot had not caught fire. The smell seems to have gotten into everything though. Including my coat and hair. Ick!

ok, time to shake off this lethargy and get ready for work!

Feb. 3rd, 2013

D's step-father who had leukemia and the bone marrow transplant last fall passed away on Wednesday. He caught pneumonia and was unable to kick it. It sucks. He'd been doing so well with the recovery. His body seemed to be accepting the new bone marrow.

I'm getting ready to head to the funeral home to give my condolences. I've decided not to wear eyeliner since I cry when I go to these things, even if I don't know the deceased or most of their family. It's just so sad to see people in pain. I'm tearing up as I write this now. Shit, I'm screwed.


I love my house but sometimes it feels like so much work.

The bathroom has been a bit of a naggy worry because there were tiles, especially around the window in the bathtub/shower that were loose and moved in and out when you applied pressure to them. I was imagining how frightening and rotten the wall behind it must be. So I thought surely I was going to have to gut the entire bathroom including walls. So my dad came in and had a look and mostly laid my fears to rest. He removed all those loose tiles and the wall behind them was just fine. What a relief! He reglued/grouted them all and left doing the caulking around tub to me. So for the last few days, I have been scraping out the grout and caulking along the edges of the tub and tiles. Removing things is just frightful in an old house because you are under constant threat of finding something terrible lurking behind things. Last night I finished getting all the crap off and on one tile, pieces of it crumbled off due to a screw having been passed through it at some point. I was all "oh maaan" because my dad already brought home the grout. I just want to finish this stupid thing so I can use the shower all normal again.
So I said fuck it! for the night and just cleaned all the debris out of the tub and decided to run myself a bubble bath. First one that I've had since I moved into the place. It was kinda glorious! Black raspberry ice bubble bath foam, and a book called Paper Valentine. Even managed to wash my hair. Though that was kind of funny because as soon as I slid down further into the tub to wet my hair, all the water around me turned valentine fuchsia.
So tonight I need to get the courage together to caulk to tub. It looks like it's simple, just squeeze the bottle and move it along the edge of the tub/tile interface. Then put your finger in dishsoapy water and run it along the caulking to smooth it down. I'm just worried that it's going to come out all shakey and stuff and look like shit and that I'll have to redo it, especially around the lip of the tub and to the floor. If I can just get this all done, I can take showers without having to worry about getting water in bad places! That would be nice!!!

Then there's the washer/dryer. Earlier in the year, the dryer stopped emitting hot air to dry the clothes. It looks like an old combo machine, and I found a invoice taped to the side of the thing that indicates that it is a refurbished machine so I decided to just ditch it and get a new one. It's in a poorly thought out closet. Used to be stairs to the basement but those got ripped out so they could make them separate units to rent out. They threw down some sub flooring and run plumbing up behind there and tada! instance laundry closet. Since they didn't bother to put anything more than the sub flooring, there's about an 1 inch drop into the closet, which makes moving the friggin machine a real challenge. New one has been installed and a friend graciously helped make sure it level. Now I need to run a wash to make sure that I tightened the hoses enough! Been putting that off a few days, mostly out of laziness and focusing on the bathroom. I'm going to have to do it tonight.

Once I've got that and the washer/dryer in order, things will be grand! Then it will be onto getting a repair man to fix the oven of stove or buying a new one if the costs to repair end up being too much.

Aaand I'm just gonna put on blinders and pretend the basement does not exist. la la la!

Sep. 18th, 2012

Oh shit, that hard to get up in the morning thing is starting again! Boo on darkness!! I wishI could call in sick and just stay home and do stuff :)
This year has been kind of brutal for my family as far as health goes. Probably part of the reason I spent much of the year depressed.

My father goes in for checkups quite regularly since he is in his late 60s now. Earlier this year, a tumour was discovered on his bladder, and he was also diagnosed with prostate cancer. Thankfully they detected all this early. He had a quick surgery to remove the tumour from his bladder. After surgery, he was uncomfortable for a week or two but he was in good shape after that. For the prostate cancer, his doctor recommended that they remove his prostate as radiation treatment might be less effective for complete removal. He had a fantastic surgeon who pretty much focuses on this procedure in his career. It's taken him a bit longer to get over that. We were all so afraid and worried for him. So far, it has stayed gone.

My brother-in-law's step-dad D was also diagnosed with leukemia about the same time. Thankfully his own brother was a perfect match as a bone marrow donor. They did the surgery and D has made it through the really bad part with no immune system and is now stuck in his home for a year or two in recovery.

The same brother-in-law's real dad A also had surgery on both his knees about a month ago and he bounced back really quickly.

So everything seemed mostly okay; everyone back in reasonably good health. Then I talked to my sister the other day and found out that my brother-in-law's real dad was acting really weird on Sunday. First, a mysterious incident with him getting 2 flat tires on his car, and the mechanic telling my sister that it had to have been something serious because the axle had some damage; and A said nothing had happened. Then at dinner he's forgetting things they said to him 10 minutes ago. It just gets worse. Next day he's having motor skill problems. His hands are shaking and the food falling off his fork as he tries to eat. He almost falls down the stairs. They took him to the hospital and they discovered that he has a tumour in his head. It's probably been there undetected a long time and now it's starting to grow or something. They took him home and he seems to have gotten worse. Forgetting to drop his drawers when going to the bathroom, things like that. So on Thursday they brought him to the hospital again and checked him in. They're trying to get him to take an MRI so that they can go onto a biopsy. He flipped out and would not cooperate. We went back there last night and they had to strap him to his bed and sedate him :( They're going to be doing some biopsy related surgery today. I hope to god it goes okay. I'm just in utter shock. A is a charming man, an amazing cook and artist, knows so many things and he's reduced to a diaper-wearing, fractured man in a span of 5 days. We're not even sure how to go about taking care of his day-to-day situation. No idea who he banks with, nor what bills need to be paid besides rent on his apartment. We don't think he has a will so my bro-in-law doesn't have power of attorney. No clue about what to do if we have to put him in a home to watch him if he manages to survive this and doesn't get his mental faculties back. Time to start researching all this, I guess.

It is so not a cliche that you should live every day as if it is your last and love everyone you love as if you will never see them again tomorrow coz it could really be true.

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