Month: September 2005

  • I like it when I mistype my screenname because I’m in a hurry and it comes out “kellyboners.”

    I like morning time snuggles after the alarm goes off – even if I’m not so fond of the early mornings.

    I like Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom – which is why I now own Pirates of the Caribbean.

    I like my new litter box, which is one of those nifty slot type ones
    that you just strain the poo and pee clumps out of  – kind of sad
    to be excited about a litterbox and yet with two giant fat cats, it is
    a relief of something that I do a lot.

    I like cross-stitching – especially when I’m at the point where I’m
    nearly done with one and will probably finish it tomorrow and get to
    start a NEW one.

    I like my cats when they’re all warm and purry and licking my hands -
    even if it is 3am and they are out of food and are only whoring because
    they are starving for both affection and little clumps of cat foods.

    I like that my ab muscles are kind of sore from working out (or
    possibly from sex) – it makes me feel like I’m actually accomplishing
    something with exercise.

    I like eggs. Overeasy or basted light. With Taco Bell Mild Sauce. MMMMMMM!

    I like to cook – even if my skills are not the greatest. Last night’s
    foray into making a creamy white sauce was slightly bland and a little
    pasty. I need to work on flavor (maybe garlic, more salt?) and making
    it not get quite so thick so quick….

  • What I did with my three day holiday weekend:

    On Saturday, I got up. I got dressed. And then I drove my hiney down to Muncie to get a Depo shot at Planned Parenthood.

    Only I got there and there was no LPN there to stab my ass.
    This was a very upsetting thing, as this was my LAST day that I could get the shot (I procrastinate, I know this.).

    The lady behind the counter asks why on earth I drive all the way down
    from Fort Wayne to Muncie when there is a Planned Parenthood in Fort
    Wayne.

    I explain – the ladies are rude. I mean REALLY rude, as in hanging up
    the phone rude. I was unaware that Fort Wayne even took walk-ins for
    shots/pills purchases, like Muncie does, until the Muncie office told
    me that they did. They don’t offer it to anyone (I’ve asked several
    people) they want you to make an appointment, appointments which can
    only be made on Saturday mornings from 8am to 10am (here is where the
    first lady I managed to get on the phone hung-up on me), on a 1-line
    telephone that is busy the entire time. Appointments are usually booked
    full by 8:30am. When I complained about this, the lady I got on the
    phone in Fort Wayne said: “Come stand in line on Saturday morning
    then.” CLICK.

    After I explained this to the Muncie office, the lady behind the
    counter is indignant. After all, Planned Parenthood is supposed to
    provide birth control to people who can’t otherwise obtain it -
    teenagers, those without insurance or the means to pay for a good deal
    of the medical office surcharges. PP is not supposed to hang up on
    people – seriously, what if it had been an emergency? Or a need for the
    morning-after pill? This lady then calls the Fort Wayne office for me
    and determines that they have an LPN on hand, tells them I am coming
    and when to expect me and for them to be ready for me.

    I drive an hour or so back to Fort Wayne to that branch office. I walk
    in to a completely empty office – not one single person was in the
    waiting room and no one was back in the exam rooms – just two employees
    talking behind the counter. I finally manage to get their attention and
    explain the situation (after I scurry to the restroom – the rest area I
    wanted to pee at was being cleaned and I didn’t want to just stand
    there and wait). They look at each other, grumble and the one says
    “well….we told Muncie that we’d do it,” sighs and gets the necessary
    information.

    I wait about 15 minutes while they talk some more.  Then she calls
    me back, weighs me, takes my blood pressure, has me drop my drawers and
    then she swabs me, stabs me and says “You can go.”

    I didn’t even get a band-aid. Bitch.

    Then back to the apartment and swimming with my younger sibs and the
    significant other of the elder. That didn’t last long, as the water was
    pretty damn chilly – 50 degree nights quickly cool off water in pools
    that don’t have solar covers. Then we went to our free baseball game -
    we were supposed to have grandstand seats, the kind with backs that are
    actually chair-like and nearly comfortable. Instead, we were relegated
    to the bleachers. My word for bleachers is Ow. We stayed for the first
    6 innings before we gave up due to assorted back and butt aches.

    On the way to the game, I’d stopped at the BFs and started a
    slow-cooker of beef and noodles. He was up near Chicago and was due
    back at around 730ish. The noodles went in around 515 or so, so they
    should have been just about right when he got back. I got over there at
    about 9 or so after the game – sadly, by that time, the noodles were
    mush. Very pasty, sticky mush. Not too un-tasty, but the texture
    rendered them un-leftoverable and vaguely reminiscent of baby food. So,
    now I know that noodles just aren’t going to last that long, even on
    low in a slow-cooker. Apparently 2 hours is the max.

    Sunday was the first day of real house work in preparation for my
    moving in. De-wall-papering the bathroom. Yuck. He’d already
    de-carpeted the bathroom and started laying tile in the weeks
    previously. This had made the already hideous wallpaper look worse. I
    can’t even find a picture that does justice to the ugly wall-paper. It
    was vaguely creme/taupe background with a red vine/flower/leaf pattern
    on it. In many places, where the water had damaged it, the pattern had
    turned brown and the pigments had run down the wall, staining the crap
    out of it. After trying to remove by hand (we were optimistic) for
    about 15 minutes, it was determined that we were going to have to use
    wall-paper remover, the chemical jazz. Sadly, we lacked anything to
    scores the wall-paper with. So, off to the home improvement store -
    where we purchased lots of fun stuff, including the tile for the
    back-splash and a wall-scraper that we THOUGHT was a scorer as well, we
    get home to find out that it was only a wall-scraper and that we had to
    go back to the home improvement store. Finally, around 2pm we get going
    on the wall-paper. 5 hours and a great deal of physical labor later and
    we’re finally done – at least with the wallpaper. Considering neither
    of us had ever done it before, I think we did well. We both reeked
    greatly of wall-paper remover and other, less nice, smells.

    So into the shower and off to pick up Little Caeser’s pizza. They have
    pick up pizza for $5, if you get just cheese or just pepperoni. You
    don’t even really wait, they’re just always there and ready to go.
    Makes it fast and fairly easy. Then we watched Blade Runner while
    eating pizza (and the required Crazy Bread…mmmmmm).

    Monday we were up around 8am to start painting. First coat of primer
    took over an hour and a half to put on, because we had oodles of trim,
    as well as to paint around the tub (which is a stand alone
    pedestal-type tub), the shower, the window, the door and the toilet.
    Luckily, the primer dries for recover in an hour allowing us to quickly
    top it off with the second coat. So….around about 1230 or so we
    finally get to put on the first coat of latex semi-gloss ultra-white.
    And damn…it is WHITE. Very, very! While that is drying (4 hours to
    re-coat), we went to more hardware stores – and to KMart to pick up a
    loofah to de-paint ourselves with – especially me, I’m only willing to
    go so far with Lava soap and kitchen pot scrubby. We also purchased a
    paint edger and a paint corner tool – those would have been nice three
    coats earlier – but we still have lots of painting to do in other rooms
    of the house yet. We also got new lighting fixtures and a medicine
    cabinet/mirror to put up.

    Around 530, after lounging about downstairs waiting for the paint to
    dry, we go up and determine that we do NOT need a second full coat of
    the latex, only touch-ups. So we touch up with those new tools, which
    were, quite frankly, amazing. It’s almost irritating how much easier it
    is to paint with these little tiny ghetto-cheap plastic tools….

    So then the medicine cabinet goes up (that was less fun than it sounds
    as it didn’t have any hanging hardware or instructions as such – just
    drill holes through here and use long screws_ followed by a lighting
    fixture so that we can actually SEE what is going on. 730 is dinner
    with one of his friends so there is much scrubbing to at least de-paint
    some portions of our anatomies. I still have paint in my hair even
    today though….

    And now that we know how to paint (another home improvement chore that
    we had minimal experience in), I’m thinking other rooms will be much
    easier – as they will lack immovable items like tubs and toilets. Our
    bathroom isn’t quite done, it does need trim and the tile back splash
    and some bits and pieces. But in general…it was a good weekend.

  • Reading Dr. Seuss is throatily exhausting.

    After Fox in Socks and Green Eggs and Ham, they were clamoring for more, but I was ready to give up…

    my tongue only does so many twists before it is done speaking.

    Oral sex is way easier.