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tails from the woods
yesterday - tomorrow - home
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Inquiring minds want to know:
What's on tv?: Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom What are you listening to?: various songs on my computer, including the new Hanson tune, "This time around", sounds pretty good! What are the ungrateful felines doing?: The kitty munch is sleeping on one of the end tables, and the whiny boy from hell wouldn't shut up, so I let him outside. What are your plans for tomorrow?: Gotta get these assignments done. Really. I should. I have to. Pray for me, ok?  Gary's looking pretty hot there. Got a new hair thing goin on, which makes his eyes look very intense. He's on my list... yep yep yep. Beam me up, Gary. Actually I've had the hots for him ever since he did "The Stand", which is the best book ever written, and the best miniseries ever to be on tv. Ok, so Em's doing this thing where she goes to this site and finds out who her "soul celebrity sister" is. She wants to know what we all came up with... and here's mine....
My soul celebrity sister is Jeanine Garafalo. I guess it could be worse. Jeanine's pretty cool. The site said I would also get along with Drew Barrymore and Julia Roberts. Go figure.
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 march 8th, 00 Look at that! Isn't it pretty? I've always been a sucker for pretty colored beads, that's why I'm the biggest bead whore around. It's a good thing I've never been in New Orleans during Mardi Gras, I'd probably flash things that no one really wants to see. In case you haven't guessed, I got my box from Kim today. Kim, thank you SO MUCH!! I love everything! She was kind enough to send me a shitload of beads (20 in all, I counted em!), two mardi gras cups, four doubloons, a King Cake baby, and a magazine all about Mardi Gras (which I've already read from cover to cover). I had to walk over to mom's to get the package because all my mail goes there. I put every single strand of bead on and walked home through the woods with them winking in the sunlight and swaying back and forth with my steps. I may be miles away, here in the big woods, but in my heart I was strolling once again down the Riverwalk, gazing at the Cathedral, and watching the tourists go by. I've only been there once, but the big easy will be in my heart forever.
Yes, I scanned them. Shut up. So what did I do today, out-of-school sloth that I am? I slept in until mom woke me at 10:30am. She was bringing by some dirt in little plastic pots so I could plant some new seeds, seeing as how I killed the only other two plants we had. I warned mom I would probably end up killing these too, she just said "I know". After she left I got online and chatted with the guys in the tech lab at my internship. Showed them the updates that I did on the two sites I'm designing, and they only had one small thing for me to change. "Now, take the rest of the week off, will you?" they said. I felt like they were saying quit working so much, you're making the rest of us look bad. (Well, they did tell me yesterday to quit working so hard). I have a performance appraisal coming up next week, I'm not stupid. So anyways, after that, I had some lunch, then set about attempting to clean this place up a bit. Once I had done my fair share of 15 mins worth of cleaning, I began to bake. Just one dish, don't get excited. Actually I have this killer recipe that I made for Christmas and I still have some left over items so I decided to make it again. It's these chocolate bars with crushed up pretzels, marshmellows, coconut, pecans, and condensed milk, all baked together in layers. Then once it's cooled, you drizzle sweetened chocolate over it all. Yummy. Cleaning AND baking. I AM the domestic goddess today. Do you get the idea that I'm putting off getting my other assignments done? Then you'd be right. Of all the things I need to be doing this week, baking chocolate yummies is probably at the bottom of the list, right alongside watching webcams of people in New Orleans, and yet I've done them both. Yep, I watched the mardi gras cams last night for about two hours. Wasted time? Maybe so. They have about four different cams and I kept flipping back and forth between them all, hoping to see some real action... like a girl lifting her shirt....(no I'm not lesbian or bi).. or a guy waving his willy. I just wanted to witness myself what I've heard people talk so much about. I actually managed to catch some intersting things.
The one on the left, well, I have no idea what these guys are doing. But dig the crown!! Do you know mardi gras is the only time you'll catch butch lookin men walking down the street covered in necklaces? The two girls on the right are obviously reaching for some beads. There was a balcony up above, apparently. Round trip ticket to New Orleans - $675
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I was sitting in front of the computer, wondering if all they would show was people passing by, when this little gem showed up. Dig the look on the guy's face... you know they HAD to be aware that there was a webcam right there. Whatever pulls your trigger and makes your gun go bang, sweety. Mission to Mars comes out Friday and my parents are going to see it. I can't wait until I have a job and money so I can do things too. My mom knows how much I want to see it, and I think she felt bad saying she was going, but I told her not to. She and my dad sacrifice enough as it is for me and my sister. They deserve a night out. On the home front, it appears that my sister's temporary medicaid that she's been getting for almost the last year has been discontinued. We knew it would happen sometime, just not when. This is not good news, and my sister spent most of the day in bed crying. Without her medicaid, she won't be able to afford any of her multitude of medications, or her doctors, including her therapist. I am torn between being frustrated and hateful towards the stupid health care system that denies people what they really need unless they are fucking rich, and being the same towards her. It's difficult when she doesn't have a disability that can be seen. Many times I want to tell her to get off her ass and get a job, stop having my family take care of her, stop being so self-pitying. Other times I realize that I have no idea what she's going through, and just because there isn't anything to be seen like a wheelchair, or crutches, it doesn't mean she's not in pain, and it doesn't mean she can function like I can. Every once in a while I have to give her these pep talks because she will lay in bed and have me do literally everything for her. After that she'll make an effort for while to get up before 3pm, to fetch her own drink, etc, but lately the pep talks have been useless. One day she promises to try and act more like she's a part of this world, and the next day she's back to sleeping all day or crying about how depressed she is. There are times when she lays there and asks me to get her a drink, or make her something to eat, that I want to scream "STOP IT! LEAVE ME ALONE!". That's when I know it's time to get a break and go over to mom's for a bit or something. Being a caregiver is never easy. I long for the times when she took care of me. After all, she is the older sister... and I'm da baby. |
