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30 August 2015 @ 09:20 pm
My cousin's wife, Tracy, passed away yesterday afternoon. She'd had cancer for well over a year and treatment just wasn't taking. Most recently they found it in her liver. She was finally ready for it to end and was sent home Tuesday with hospice. They said she probably had about two weeks. She made it four days. Her daughters came home and spent that time with her and her husband was there with her at the end. She has been a member of our family for 15 years and always will be.

I just feel like she had such a rough life, growing up and then pregnant at 15, basically a single mom for 11 years. And then she met my cousin and it wasn't perfect, but she never had to worry for anything, he cared for her and those kids and just...she was finally in a place where she should have been safe and secure, watching her daughters grow into amazing young ladies who are off to college now. This was the time to enjoy the rest of her life, just her and her husband and their small army of dogs. And the fact that that was stripped from her by such a terrible illness is so horrible.

I didn't see Tracy as much as I would have liked, but when I did, we both talked at each other non-stop, like cackling geese. She always told me that I cracked her up and that my view on things was amazing and always made her feel better. I am so sorry I didn't get a chance to say goodbye and I will miss her so much.

Photo by Steffen Schrägle

Safe travels through the mist, my friend.
25 August 2015 @ 06:57 pm
Hoyboy, this is going to be a long one.

You remember my brother was sick, right? Well they finally figured out what the problem was. He had a vasectomoy two years ago and something in there got pinched and - TMI Warning - the semen was backing up and suddenly he had two 10 centimeter cysts and then they hardened up and so draining wasn't even an option. He had the surgery to remove them on Thursday, but it will be a long painful recovery, at least three months before he can care for The Niece by himself.

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Omg, this was so long, but my family, wtf!
16 August 2015 @ 03:36 pm
So I had like a good, but ridiculous evening last night. My sister had to run Dad's groceries out to him, so I asked her to bring me coney dogs from the place down the street from his house - this is our childhood home and we had a Frosty King right down the street, so you can imagine we frequented that a lot - and they have the best coneys I have ever had, omg. So she was gonna bring me two coneys with mustard. When she came back, she said she had a surprise for me. I pulled an extra container out of the bag and thought, 'Oh cool, she got me chili cheese fries too.' Nope. She got me Funnel Fries. No, okay, l I have never heard of these before, but they are like funnel cakes in the shape of french fries. Like french fry shaped pieces of crispy funnel cake bread covered in sugar. OMG, FUNNEL FRIES. It's like going to the fair and getting funnel cake, but without the hassle of going to the fair!!! The best coney dogs ever and funnel fries, omg, if only I could get this place to be open year round, my life would be complete.

Then my sister wanted to play Monopoly. I got her a Walking Dead version for her birthday and we've been playing quite a bit lately. I've only beat her once so far, but considering I never beat her at anything, I'll take it. So we were playing Monopoly when she gets a text from her 'work-wife' who is at a Disney themed wedding. Apparently she took pictures of all the Disney themed center pieces and sent it to all her coworkers and was making them vote on the best one. She continued to text about the Disney themed wedding all night and it was like a mass conversation going on between them, like dudes, you'll all see each other on Monday, calm down. I may have muttered something about, 'those losers' under my breath and the next thing I know I am involved in this madness and texting back at them, idek. My sister sold me out. Finally one of her coworkers, the geek dude, texts everyone asking, "Is it lame that I am 32 and home alone on a Saturday night, popping popcorn and about to watch Beauty and The Beast? Whatever, I don't care, I'm doing it anyways." These are the people my sister works with. Anyways, despite that I started out with way more properties and a shit ton more money than her, my sister somehow still beat me at Monopoly. I just sat at the table, screaming, "What did I do wrong?!" while my sister laughed so hard I thought she was going to pee her pants.

So, that's what I did last night.
10 August 2015 @ 12:13 am
It has come to an end. My sister and I just finished watching Jon Stewart's final episode of The Daily Show. I am just going to lay here and be sad for awhile. When all the correspondents came out on stage to hug him, I lost my shit. OMG, so many old faces too, like Wyatt Cenac, Ed Helms, Mo Rocca, Steve Carell and the Corddry brothers. And when Colbert went off-script and Jon was crying and begging him not to go there, but of course, Stephen had to say his piece, for all of us. Also, we got to see Chuck, at long last. And The Daily Show dogs. And Jon's kids - ugh, when he thanked his wife and kids and was like, "I'm not gonna look over at them though, or I'll lose it." OMG. Also, who saw the Arby's' tribute to Jon on the second to last episode? Salute, Arby's, salute.

I am so happy for him that he is moving on to something else. I won't say this is the wrong choice for him or the show, because I don't think it is - (though I can't believe he's leaving before the next presidential election!). I think it is wonderful that he is going to help his wife run an animal preserve and I know it is her passion and it is wonderful that they can do this together, as a family, but I feel like there will be a hole missing in America, a social conscious that we all need. I was 20 years old when Jon started on The Daily Show. I had watched it during the Kilborn years, here and there, when I had cable and I liked Kilborn, but when Jon came along, it became something different, something eye-opening. From age 20 to 37, Jon Stewart has been in my life. He helped shape my generation. He helped shape me. There is a part of who I am, who I grew into, as an adult, an aware, active, conscious part of me that was shaped by Jon Stewart and he'll never know - or accept - what an impact he and the show had on me as a person.

Jon Stewart is going to live on a farm in New Jersey. And I know - unlike when someone says this about your missing pet - it doesn't mean he is dying. I know he will probably be around from time to time, in our eyeline. And I know the show will live on too. But for right now, I will lay here and be sad for awhile that my defining years are behind me - if not grateful that Jon was there to guide me through them.
08 August 2015 @ 09:55 pm
Can you believe I have been on LJ all this time and I have never sent them a complaint before? I once sent them a help-ask, but never a complaint. Can someone point me in the right direction to do that? I need to inform them how, every time they make a new 'update', it gets harder and harder for me to see. The background color and text font/color keep getting changed - (to look worse and more boring, imo) - and I have to blow my screen up bigger and bigger and even then, my eyes are straining. I changed my own journal and my Flist page back to look like my layout again, but can't get my inbox page to go back to the old version. I always view my LJ on my IPad these days and so it was converting it to this new 'improved' mobile layout. Yeah doucheholes, if I wanted a cheap, hard-to-see mobile viewing option, I'd look at LJ on my LJ-app! I don't though, because IT'S TOO HARD FOR ME TO SEE!! I always view on Safari, but even that was being affected by this new update. Now I have it mostly changed back, except for my inbox page, which I have to strain to read, thanks to the update, and I can't seem to find a way to change that page back to the old viewing system. Or when I view your individual pages either.

I also am not a fan of how the little inbox-icon is no longer at the top of my blog page, that I have to click a little dropdown menu just to see how many messages are waiting for me, but that's more a inconvenience and non-helpful change than the background/text thing, which I find really inaccessible for people with vision issues. I finally got used to Tumblr's inaccessible updates where all the menu buttons are so close together that my warped fingers keep accidentally 'reblogging' when I don't mean too and that I can't blow the page up as big to make tags anymore, so I strain my eyes and shit, but damn, LJ, why you gotta screw me over too? Don't do it because you want to be cool like Tumblr. Tumblr's not that cool.

Can anybody point me to where I can bitch and moan about how hard the new update is too see? Thanks!
07 August 2015 @ 10:24 pm
I didn't want you guys to think I had fallen off the face of the Earth! Or, more likely, that I was sick or something. No, instead I have just been really busy. Sis is off work this week, her stay-cation week, her week of rest, her week to stay home and live the dream of doing nothing. Saturday she actually stayed in her pjs all day and basically did nothing. We watched a ton of TV and she played her video games and lazed around. Sunday, unfortunately, she always has to run all the errands. She does all our errands, all of Mom's errands and all of Dad's errands, including all the grocery shopping. Not so much rest that day. On Monday we had some time set aside to work on my cosplay - Brother's having a costume party! - and take me to PT, but otherwise, a chill day. Except, apparently, Sis was done resting! Cuz I wake up on Monday and she is like, "Uh, I invited hiyacynth and Munchy P to come visit. They'll be here this evening." Which, AWESOME - I'd been bugging them about coming! Otoh, 'resting' - Sis keeps using that word, I do not think it means what she thinks it means. And we had already arranged to have The Niece for a few days, as Brother and Sis-In-Law wanted some alone time for SIL's birthday and The Nephew is at camp this week.

So, basically, it boiled down to this: Saturday, rest. Sunday, errands. Hiyacynth and Munchy (age 4) here from Monday evening until Thursday morning. The Niece (age 2 1/2) here from Wednesday afternoon until Saturday afternoon. BFF here Wednesday afternoon and evening. Little Girl Cousin (age 11) here from Thursday morning until Friday afternoon. Monday, PT. Wednesday, PT. Friday, pain clinic appt. Saturday, Brother's costume party. Sunday, catch up on last week's TV with Sis. Monday, eye doctor appt all day. Tuesday, catch up on my last week of TV watching. Wednesday, PT. Thursday - The Rest Of My Life, sleep.

But, no, it's been TONS of fun!! The first time Niece has stayed here without her brother, so bedtime is a screaming fit for about 10 minutes for Brother, Mommy, Daddy. She actually does this every time, it's just her brother is usually here and being the good kid that he is, he stops what he is doing and helps tuck her in and stuff. Otherwise, she's been all smiles, she is so fricking cute! I have a lot stories to share too, but for now just wanted you to know where I was and all. Hope your weeks are all going good too!
28 July 2015 @ 05:58 pm
I haven't really been posting my word counts this year, mostly because they have been so dismal and also because I keep track of that stuff on my desktop and I swear, I barely turn that thing on anymore, especially now that I have my fancy new IPad keyboard. But I have been keeping track, so I figured now is a good time to post the first 6 months of word counts.

Here we go! January - June, under the cut.Collapse )

It's only about a quarter of my yearly goal - which is 100k - so not that great, but maybe I can make up for it in the second half of the year, now that I am getting used to juggling my new spoon-level better. That whole 'write everyday, even if it's just 100 words' thing I tried in May didn't really work. Maybe I should try again.
26 July 2015 @ 05:02 pm
Saw one of those memes going around - “Post the first line/paragraph of your last 20 fics.” I never post in the order that I write - my organization is mayhem - but I have this folder of finished fics that are just waiting for a final read-thru and some header info and I happen to have 20 fics in there, so that’s where I’m pulling these lines from. Eventually, I might get around to posting the stories themselves!

Jared was a pretty good roommate, Jensen had to admit that. He hung up his bathroom towels and rinsed off his dirty dishes and most importantly, he took Jensen to parties that had liquor - the good kind, not the piss-water beer Jensen’s friends always served.

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I may have had to re-read some of these as I was doing this meme. Like idk what it says about me, but I really like my own stories a lot. Have a go, if you like!
21 July 2015 @ 11:11 pm
My longtime LJ friend, denyce, has suffered a family tragedy and lost her brother recently. She lost her mother a few years ago and her father is not in any sort of place to help her out much with the arrangements for her brother's cremation and memorial. She would also like to fly back home to the rest of her family and spend some time with them, grieving and celebrating her brother with those who loved him best. Unfortunately she never has much left over for herself after bills are paid and certainly not enough for this out-of-the-blue expense. So, to raise money, she has set up a GoFundMe page, as well as selling some of her brother's things. At present, she just has his DVD collection listed for sale, but intends on putting up more things, including some Star Trek merchandise that I know would interest some of you.

denyce is a total doll and always pops in with a kind word when I am having difficulties. I know some families can be full of nothing but emotional support and love, but unfortunately I know what it is like not to have that when you need it. I also know what it is like to get that support instead from friends and the fandom community. Which is why I am posting this here and asking you all to look over the items for sale or at the GoFundMe page or just drop a note of support in the post linked below. It would mean a lot to her, I know!

The items for sale are here and as she lists other things to sell, I will drop a link for those up on my LJ as well. Thanks for taking the time guys! You rock!
15 July 2015 @ 10:32 pm
I didn't post yesterday because I had a long ass day at the doctor's. My primary recced me to a urologist, a dietician and another pain management clinic - (per my request they are sending me to the pain clinic my little brother used to go to, as he said they helped him a lot). Just trying to get a handle on my pain, fatigue and UTIs. I saw the urologist yesterday and I see the pain management clinic in August and the dietician in September.

Anyways, the urology clinic is the same one I went to for years and years for kidney stone issues. But I apparently haven't been there since 2003, so they had to register me as a new patient. When I got there, they told me I would be with Dr. F and I was like, "Oh, he's who I used to see back in the day." So when I got into the room, the resident comes in first and he says, "Here's funny thing for you, I just told the doctor that I was coming in to to see *Sister* and he says '*Dodger-Sister?*' and I said 'Yeah do you know her? It says she's a new patient?' and he says, 'No, she's a very old patient, ha!" I was so surprised. I expected he would remember me when he saw me, but that he pulled my first name out of the air like that was a surprise.

He came in and we talked for about 10 minutes about what is going on with me - (gave me a list of things to do to avoid UTIs and take cran pills and a plan for the future if this doesn't work and assured me that my kidney test came back good) - and then we talked for like 15 minutes about the Detroit Tigers. My poor sister was just sitting in the back of the room playing on her phone while me and the two docs talked baseball, lol. Dr. F looked good too! He's one of those guys that ages really well. If I had to cast a Hollywood actor to play him in a movie, I'd go with John Slattery (Roger Sterling from Mad Men). Slattery would be like the Hollywood!version of him, the slightly better looking version but still, Dr. F looks good!

Also, it looks like we will be taking The Nephew to the Hot Air Balloon festival this weekend. His parents are taking him in the morning and then we are meeting up with them later and hanging out, then taking him to the Kids Kingdom carnival gaming area and to get fair food and then he is staying the night. If I feel up to it, he and I can play some Monopoly in the evening. He really enjoyed it the last time. He's getting really good at strategy games.
A belated birthday gift for ceitfianna! (I had it finished before your birthday, I swear, it just took me this long to edit and post!) I know you like friendship fic and pre-series stuff and the family we make and Stiles, so I thought you'd like this, babe! Enjoy! 740 words.

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When he was six, Scott gave up his swing on the playground for Stiles. Stiles wiped the tears from his eyes and stuttered out a ‘thank you’.Collapse )
08 July 2015 @ 10:14 pm
I totally spaced on making a post yesterday. Oops. Cuz yes I am still trying to post every Tuesday, so I post at least once a week and Tuesday is good, cuz I don't have therapy that day. But I got distracted on Tumblr. I know what you're thinking, "Oh no, she's fallen into the abyss, we are losing her!" But fear not, I am not lost.

I actually just had a bunch of asks from the holiday weekend that I had been too tired to get to and I didn't want to leave them waiting any longer, especially as a few of them were from some upset people. Well wait, let me clarify, this is my Disableism blog, my spoonie blog, my blog for disabled and chronically ill people. Not like people upset with my fannish posts of Leverage and shit, lol. And yeah, like people are sending me asks for advice and to vent when they have a high pain day or whatever and that is pretty awesome.

Actually the spoonie blogging is going very well. I have nearing 600 followers on that blog - (almost 6 times as many as I do on my fannish blog) - and I get about 3 or 4 asks a week now, which isn't hardly any by Tumblr standards, but is the perfect amount for me to answer all in one night. Like, people send me things to pimp that they think might be useful to other spoonies, because they know I have a bit of followers. Or asking advice on how to deal with doctors or lifestyle changes. Or asking me to post a question to my followers, like "Who has taken this medicine and did it help you?" kind of things. I usually do one new post a night and the rest reblogs and I have had two posts get over 1k notes so far, which is mind-blowing.

And I made a few friends and have had a few nights of just messaging back and forth with some cool geek spoonies, which is rad! And I made like a friend last week of someone I had been following since I started the blog and she mentioned the Michigan weather kicking her ass - (so much fucking rain,you guys!) - and I was like, "Yo, Michigan fistbump!" and then we chatted and I realized like she likes The X-Files and The Hobbit and Star Trek and The Flash and tattoos and fostering kittens and oh yeah, lives less than an hour from me! And her husband is a total comic nerd. So, yay, new friends!

So, yeah, all of that. How are my LJ friends doing? How were your weekends?
03 July 2015 @ 01:01 am
So, this happened last week and ranua - (theyareallsoopretty on tumblr) - put up a post about it over on Tumblr. I just reblogged it with some added commentary and thought I'd share here as well. Basically, some people are lovely, thoughtful friends and some people are asshole thieves. My added commentary here:

So this was me. theyareallsoopretty is one of my best friends in the world and has gotten into a habit of picking me up a little something whenever she can make it to a convention. She knows I love geeky things and I love conventions, but because of the decline of my health, haven’t been able to go to one in a few years. And she always thinks of me. She lives several states away and has to mail these trinkets - (which have included cool things like a bracelet from a Steve Carlson concert and hobbit cartoon cards and a zombie Barbie head that I have tied to my bedroom light string). She stuck this one - a little impala - into an envelope with a sweet little note and sent it on its way to me. The thief in question tore open a tiny hole in the middle of the envelope, wriggled their fingers around inside and somehow pulled the impala out of its plastic sleeve. They left holes in the envelope which they taped up, left holes in the note she wrote me, left the cardboard tab ripped and the little plastic sleeve empty. This is how it arrived at my house.

I was beaming just getting a letter from her and when I realized what had happened, I was joyed that she thought of me when she saw the impala and saddened that in a world where one friend could reach out to another friend like that, that someone else would take it upon themselves to steal and wriggle their way into the middle of such love and kindness. I do thank you, friend, for thinking of me. You always do and it makes me smile every time! But I hope the thief pokes themselves hard enough to draw blood with my little impala!

So, yeah, that happened. I'm less upset now than I was when it first happened but still, a dick move, man.
01 July 2015 @ 12:23 am
So, my little brother has been really sick for about two months now. He has two different cysts in his groin region and they are extremely painful, making it almost unbearable for him to walk. Which means he is laid up, unable to care for his own fibromyalgia, unable to care for his home, unable to care for his kids. They have been running a bunch of tests and trying different treatment. Now he has been referred to the university hospital to see some specialists and it looks like they will have to do surgery to remove the cysts. They are baffled as to why he is in so much pain though. Also they haven't ruled out cancer, so there's that.

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We are looking at helping them pay for daycare for the summer or having him come stay here, but only if we can get him into some sort of summer program because he can't stay with me all day, I am too exhausted for that. They can also send him to Arizona to stay with an aunt and uncle there, but I'd rather he came here. We have phone calls into different summer day camps and will see what we can do. I love that little guy so much, it breaks my heart to see him act like this, to see him suffer so.
26 June 2015 @ 11:01 pm
Now this is a great day! I am so thrilled! I never thought this would happen. I never thought I would see my home-state, Michigan, have marriage equality. I never thought I would see this country have marriage equality. And now we do! I am so happy for all my friends whose state marriages will be recognized everywhere. And for myself and every lgbtqa person who can now marry freely in this country, whomever they love. (not that I ever plan to get married, unless Enrique Murciano or Chad Michael Murray come calling, which don't require a Supreme Court ruling, but still, you never know!) I love looking at the pictures of all the celebrations and the two elderly men who have been together over 50 years and are now married, the man who was one of the people involved in the case who now has the right to be on his spouse's death certificate, all of the people whose dreams got recognized today and the generations to come who will never be denied the right to love who they want. Also, Joe Biden, wearing a pride flag as a cape and running through the halls of The White House high-fiving everyone. It's a great day!

Love Wins!
More pics here!

Celebrate tonight, keep fighting tomorrow!
25 June 2015 @ 10:49 pm
As most of you know, Roo has been sick for the past few weeks. A week ago the vet said he was getting much better, but four days after that he took a downward turn and we found it had gotten into his bone marrow. There isn't much they can do at that point, especially for a cat of 16 years. I brought him home and had one last night with him, cuddling in bed together.

He was such a good boy, really just so sweet and lovey once he warmed up to you and he adored Kirk and Pippin so much. I was there when he was born, actually helped birth him. I held him when he was born and I held him when he passed. He was the last of his line. My sister's cat, Zippo, and my cat, Papa Bear, had four kittens and Roo was the last to go. It feels like breaking ties to my youth, somehow. We got Zippo when I was 18 and Papa Bear when I was 19. Then Roo and his siblings were born about 2 months before my 21st birthday. Roo was with me through most of my 20s and 30s. I will miss him so much.

Roo-Roo Kitty-Cat
April, 1999 - June, 2015
When he loved you, he loved you forever. And I will love him forever, my sweet boy.
23 June 2015 @ 11:31 pm
Yesterday we had some nasty storms here in Mid-Michigan, plus two tornado warnings and an actual tornado. The tornado wasn't in my county, but not far from my sister's work - at least closer than you'd like a tornado to be! Lots of damage, but no causalities to my knowledge. I opened the front door to take video of the winds and rain and then I heard this screaming noise. So I shut the door, turned around and there was Hiccup, in the far corner of the room, hunched over, screaming, scared out of his mind cuz I had opened the door and it was storming so bad outside. I picked him up, rocked him and then turned on his video games and he calmed down a bit, but he jumped at every thunder noise for the next hour. Then last night it stormed, nonstop, hard, for four hours straight. Twice I got up to make sure none of the cats were scared but everyone - my sister included - slept straight through it.

So, then at like 1am, I went to take my pills for and I accidentally dropped one on the floor. The lights were off in my room, so I didn't know where it landed or even for sure which pill it was - one of the little ones, I knew that. Both the little ones are serious pills to miss - like my anxiety pill and my auto-immune suppresser, not something I can skip or want a cat to find. So I woke my sister up. We looked all around the bed, under the bed, she got down on her belly with the flashlight. Finally she pulled the bed out. It was disgusting underneath there. Bits of food crumbs and old cat toys and old pills. But not the pill we were looking for. My sister freaked out about the state of the floor under there, so at 1 in the morning, she swept and mopped in my room! Finally we found the damn pill, all the way across the room, in a pile of cat toys!

ION, I am making it this week's goal to catch up on comments. I am like a month behind and so if you get spammed with a bunch of replies from me this week, that's what's up. I am trying not to set huge goals for myself - or even moderate goals - because the fatigue is still kicking my ass, so this is my minor weekly goal for now.

That is all.
16 June 2015 @ 11:07 pm
So, I'm gonna tell you a story about Pippin. Pippin has these toys that he loves. They are soft, fuzzy and the perfect size to carry around in his mouth. The first ones I got him were bunny rabbits which were holding hearts in their hands - hugging the hearts, so to speak, so I started calling them Huggy-Buddies. Pippin also loves a good story. He will knead everything, spin around in crazy circles and try to climb into my lap when I tell him a story. (some of you may remember the story I wrote for him and posted here a few years back). The key to a good cat story is the tone of voice and the emphasis of certain words - Mommy, Lady, Treaties, Kisses (with kissy sound effects). For Pippin, I always start his stories with, "Once upon a time there was a beauuuuutiful boy named Pippin and everybody loved him!" Then I end with a bright and final, "The End!" He gets so over-stimulated by a good story, it's adorable.

The other night he gets into bed with me, but he couldn't seem to find a comfortable spot, so I decided he needed a story. During the story, he proceeded to spin in circles and climb all over me. Anyways the story was about Pippin, whose job it is to guard the castle and how one day a huggy-buddy tried to sneak into the castle and Pippin told it to go on its way and when it refused, he attacked it and killed it and ate it up so good, like a ferocious boy! Then he took the Huggy-Buddy to his Mommy and she told him what good boy he is, such a good hunter, good boy, good job, Pippin! And she gave him a treaty and a kiss and they all had a nappy cuz the castle was safe from all Huggy-Buddies now! The End!

Then I lay down to sleep and so did Pippin. All was well. I woke up two hours later and Pippin was gone. I rolled over and ouch, something was under my back. Oh yeah, you guessed it...a Huggy-Buddy! His favorite Huggy-Buddy. Because I said the word like eight times during the story and as soon as I was asleep, he went and got one and brought it to me!

The point of this story is...Pippin is a genius!
11 June 2015 @ 11:52 pm
I was sad to hear of Christopher Lee's passing. So rarely has a man made such a large impact on the film industry as Sir Christopher Lee. His life was lead to the fullest. He was an inspiration to seize the day. I went looking for some interesting facts about the man and found a great list of things in this article. To quote and summarize a few:

*He spent some time with the SAS, which was one of the first elite special forces units in modern warfare. While it would be fascinating to know exactly what he got up to, none of his actions have been unclassified to date, and the man himself will not elaborate on any details.
*Lee was quite young when he and a group met [JRR Tolkien] in a pub. He was also a little shocked to be in the presence of his hero, so he only said “How do you do?”
*Christopher Lee has recorded multiple heavy metal albums, apparently trying to surpass himself with each subsequent musical endeavor.
*Tenor Jussi Bjorling—one of the best opera singers in the world—wanted to nurture the young man’s natural talent and invited him to join the opera house permanently.
*Christopher Lee’s mother once woke her son in the middle of the night so he could meet some very bizarre guests—Prince Yusopov and another of the conspirators, Dmitri Pavlovich. [the murderers of Rasputin]
*Christopher Lee is a descendant of Charlemagne himself. His family is quite proud of the fact, still bearing the coat of arms to prove it.

Sir Christopher Lee, you now are immortal, on film and in our hearts.
Live well in your next great adventure.
09 June 2015 @ 11:32 pm
Thing 1). Roo is sick. Retaining fluid. Vet says it is a parasite that has laid dormant for years and is attacking now that his immune system is weak and he is older. Dangerous though because of his heart murmur. Still waiting to see if the medicine is working.

Thing 2). Lost my debit card. Think I left it on the table at the restaurant. Didn't realize it for a week and a half, as I mostly use it for online shopping and all my info is already in all my accounts online. Thankfully no one used it and after almost two weeks of waiting, I have a replacement.

Thing 3). My fatigue is not getting better, but I am getting better at managing it and handling the stress of flare ups - though always disappointed when I have to bail on plans. It's a chronic illness, it will never go away. It's a degenerative illness, so no matter what I do, it will always slowly get worse. This has just been a bigger set back then I am used to, is all. My new normal, I will learn to work with it.

Thing 4). I got a Rent-A-Swag tee for my birthday - (Parks and Rec fans on here?) - since Tommy is my man! Yesterday my sis took me to the art store and we got all kinds of bling to decorate the shirt with, as it is kind of plain looking. So that'll be a fun project for Sis and I to do together.

Thing 5). This weekend we celebrate my sister's birthday - which is the 15th - by going to see Jurassic World in IMAX 3D. If you have been following this journal, for any time at all, you know how I feel about the JP movies, so I am excited. Taking The BFF and The Nephew too and then going to a Mexican restaurant after per Sis' request.

That is all. For now!
02 June 2015 @ 11:18 pm
I haven't caught up on comments, even though I told myself I would before I posted again, cuz I have comments from like a month ago, but it is Tuesday, so whatever, I'm making a post! And I promised you guys some baby pics for my 37th birthday post and I finally got those uploaded, so let's do it! Honestly, these are more toddler/preschool pics than baby pics. I think I need to raid my mom's photo albums to get some more baby pics of me - I have surprisingly little considering I was in charge of organizing the photo albums after we moved. My parents got divorced and I took on the project of organizing the albums and dividing up pictures between them. It was before we had scanners on our printers, lol. I knew Dad was too lazy to fight for any and Mom would just keep them all, so for Father's Day that year my little brother and I gave him an album of childhood pics, which he was so grateful for. Lots of pics of us with his parents and at The Farm and on fishing trips with him and stuff. The year after The Nephew turned one, I did a huge-ass project where I scanned in about 800 photos from my parents wedding up to The Nephew's first birthday or so and put them all on disks, so they all had all the pictures they could want.

Anyways, here are some pics of me from my photo box 'pre-kindergarten' section. I love the one where I have the red sweater wrapped around my shoulders, I look so chill and cool, like I'm just chilaxing. (I cut my sister and cousin out of it, but they were there too, feeding the goats. My aunt and uncle kept goats my whole childhood and I loved when they had baby goats to feed.) The one with the redhead whose back is to the camera is my big brother. We're eating from the nut bowl. He would crack them for me because I couldn't do it myself. The baby in the other picture is my little brother and that blanket is seriously like my favorite blanket of my life.

Me chillin Me

Me and big brother Me and little brother

Maybe for my next birthday, I'll post some elementary school pictures. I was pretty cute even then!
23 May 2015 @ 11:35 pm
I am typing this on the awesome new keyboard/case that my sister got me for my IPad and the keys glow so I can type in bed in the dark so like higher word counts, here I come! Yes, it is my birthday!! No, I am not going to put up a baby picture of me today because I am so tired from the zoo yesterday - which I will tell you about later - and from bday dinner with The BFF today - which I will also tell you about later. But you know I like my traditions so I promise to put up several baby pictures later this week, to make up for this lapse in tradition - and because I was such a cute fucking kid!

But I wanted to say a few things here anyways. First, thank you for all the birthday wishes! You don't even know, it made my day to sign on and see all the posts and messages from you guys - you all rock!

Secondly, she gets overlooked too often, as my birthday twin, where I often post about my own birthday but not hers. So, let's rectify...Happy Birthday to my BFF, my bestie, my birthday twin, my girl, my sister I never knew I needed until I had her, like the best friend anyone could ask for. She and my sister met through a mutual friend and casually mentoned their favorite coffee joint and then realized like, wait, that means we work across the street from the same coffee shop, like what, and then my sister brought her home and then...well the rest is history. I can't even imagine what would have happened if they hadn't realized that they worked so close to each other, if they hadn't been at the same luncheon that day, if they hadn't realized like, Fangirl I live close to right here. Because then my sister would have never brought her home, invited her over, introduced us...and my life would be so drastically different. I can't even...you guys, I can't. I am tearing up right now, omg. Legit. I just...I love her so and she is always there when I need her and I don't know how I got so lucky. Plus, today she gave me Goonies action figures for my birthday. Like, always there when I need her plus Goonies action figures - how can I be so lucky. So, go, wish liptonrm a Happy Birthday for me. Because I love her so.

I'll be back around when the holiday weekend is over - enjoy it, you guys you deserve it!
19 May 2015 @ 10:21 pm
OMG, I have so many comments to catch up on and I was gonna do it today, I swear, but...then I didn't. It's been a crazy few days. On Friday I had one of the worst flares I've had in a long time, like almost went to the ER, took an entire pain pill, kind of thing. Made it through that, still felt pretty bad on Saturday, but went to see Pitch Perfect 2 - (so much fun, you guys!) - and then came home and got right into bed. Been watching a lot of baseball since it's on and I'm immobile, more or less. (Tigers are doing pretty damn good this season!). Sunday felt better and then bam...started my Awesome Time Of Month, which actually probably explains the flare up being extra bad. Then on Monday I had both PT and counseling and today I had a meeting with my social worker. I swear, being disabled is a full time job.

Also yesterday, my sister took off work to watch my brother's kids so he could have an emergency appointment and testing with his rheumatologist because he is having groin pain bad enough that he thought he needed to go to the ER. But his doctor just wanted him to come to the clinic. I guess they are worried it may be a kidney infection, IDEK. He couldn't even stand up. The kids were happy though - The Nephew got to miss school and they both got to play in the wading pool with my sister. Docs are sending my brother for a bazillion tests this week, like today and tomorrow, no waiting cuz they are worried and he is in pain and not really able to care for his daughter, which he needs to be able to do. I'm not overly worried that they will find something terribly wrong, but I do want him to feel better - he has too much on his plate to be dealing with this.

So, yeah, crazy week, but for the next two days I am just trying to take it easy and save my energy for my birthday trip to the zoo on Friday! So if I do get around to comments, it'll be from a spot on the couch!
17 May 2015 @ 04:39 pm
So, I am finally going to tell you about last Saturday, wherein I met... Jackson Galaxy. That’s right, Jackson Galaxy, renowned cat behaviorist from Animal Planet’s My Cat From Hell. And it was AWESOME!!! He is just as cute, nay cuter, in person and super sweet and omg!!!

My sister’s coworker was all, “Jackson Galaxy is coming to this pet store tomorrow and I am going to meet him,” and my sister was like, “WHAAAT?!” and I was like, “OMG, SO JEALOUS!!” And I told my sister, “I kind of want to go, but I have so much going on in the next week and I don’t feel that great and omg, what would I have him sign? I should skip PT tonight and instead make a wallpaper for him to sign!” And my sister was like, “Or we could just pick up his book and have him sign that,” and I was all, “No, it has to be a picture, so it can go in my autograph book with my Sean Astin and Misha Collins and omg…but we shouldn’t even go anyways.” And Sis was like, “Your excited just thinking about it. It’s the only thing you have going on this week that you actually want to do, so we should do it. And take Hiccup, of course.” So we did.

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It’s been so long since I’ve done the celebrity/convention thing that I was like super flustered, goodness. Plus, you know, he is the man of my dreams - hot, sweet, pet lover, rockstar, snazzy dresser, tattoos, drives a pink convertible, has a guitar case with a guitar in it and a guitar case with cat toys in it, like omg, I love him. I love him. And now I’ve met him. And I got to show off Hiccup to the world and oh, Hiccup doesn’t know it, but Jackson Galaxy has made his life better. We never would have been brave enough to take a 5 week old, 3-legged kitten if we weren’t armed with all of Jackson’s advice.

That was my weekend last weekend. Throw that in with a specialist appointment and a missed dose of Lexapro - oops - and no wonder I have been down most of the week. But you know what? Totally worth it. Jackson Galaxy is totally worth it.
13 May 2015 @ 09:50 pm
Today is The Nephew's 9th birthday! How is that possible? It seems like just last week that he was 3 and asleep on our couch, clutching his Big Red Dog. Sis and I called him tonight and screamed/sang Happy Birthday to him at full volume, really dorkily. After we finished, he said, "Who is this?" That little shit! Who else does he know that will call him and do something this dorky just to embarrass him?!

But, being The Nephew's birthday, it also makes it my LJ Anniversary! Five years ago today I made my first LJ post. It was a prediction for the s5 finale of Supernatural, in which I stated it in writing that I was predicting Castiel would die. LOL, guess I called that one wrong! I don't even watch that show anymore! My second post was about SPN too! My third post was about a Star Trek dream I had, lol. The first fic I ever posted here was a prompt from The BFF and it was a Misha Collins/Michael Rosenbaum story. OMG.

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That's what I wanted to say for today, my fifth anniversary of Livejournal, that I am most grateful for all of you. If you would be so kind - if this post crosses your dash - to drop me a comment, even if all it says is 'Hi!'. I just want to see all your dorky smiling faces in my box. Come, celebrate with me, friends!