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In the Leaves -- Samhain 2009 pt. 1
I'm still recovering from all the fun I had visiting with Rebekah and Josh last weekend. Looking over the photos I took, I still can't believe it's a week later. In my mind I still feel like I'm back there with them in Janesville! Or like I could just walk next door and there's their house. If I ever wanted to have the super ability to teleport, I'd love to have it now. Words... not even song lyrics can describe clearly how wonderful our visit was. All I can say is wish you were there! And here's the closest thing I can get to teleporting you there... but first we're going to jump into the mountain of leaves Rebekah's daughter Savannah and her friend Ricky created the afternoon just before I left for home! With us is Rebekah's sister Rachael (jeez, hope I spelled your name right! Reply to me and let me know what your mindsay blog is again, Rachael!) who was an absolute gem to hang out with. You all gave me such fond memories, it makes me weep with joy!!!
Before I went go bye-bye, I couldn't resist playing in Rebekah's houseplants:
I want to write more, but the computer labs at the university close in five minutes and I've been sleeping in late (or is that staying up late? BOTH) for the last couple days. More to come! I love sharing. Yay!
Before I went go bye-bye, I couldn't resist playing in Rebekah's houseplants:
I want to write more, but the computer labs at the university close in five minutes and I've been sleeping in late (or is that staying up late? BOTH) for the last couple days. More to come! I love sharing. Yay!
[Blog #301] --- Depressed --- [Saturday] - FUCKING PRICK...
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For the majority of the day, I've not felt the best. I've been slightly lapsed for a while now - but Shelly did manage to cheer me up slightly. We played Canis Canem Edit together and Guitar Hero 5.
Shelly came at about 3 in the afternoon because she was spending the night after coming with us to Ian's Halloween party.
Mam had bought mini bags of Haribo Starmix for the brats who knock on the door and she said I couldn't have any - but I snaffled some when she wasn't looking. :P
Although the party was pretty good - I had a laugh with Christine, talked with Laura about film-making, talked with Mark about games - had a laugh with Lisa and her friend in the kitchen - drank a few bottles of iron brew WKD and cuddled up with Shelly on the sofa for a while - it was dad who had to go and ruin it.
And he didn't just ruin the party for me - he ruined the whole of tonight. He's SUCH a fucking ARSEHOLE.
He's starting to make me hate him again. A while back I disliked mam for being bitchy all the time, but she's settled down, she's just a knob when it suits her - but dad's a total fucking prick all the time.
And this is tripled, maybe even quadrupled when he's drunk.
He ALWAYS, without fail - will upset me when I'm drunk - but apparently he upset Christine as well - he upset Shelly by being a general arsehole, touching her up - and not just her, Lisa and Amy as well - and I know that mam wasn't best pleased with him either.
Not only this - but when we got home - Shelly and I were cuddled up on the floor and duvet pile together - some chavs had set fire to a car outside, so we had mam mooching about being generally nosey - all these fire engines and police cars going by at two in the morning with their lights and sirens going - then this inflamed car decided to start randomly EXPLODING. Shelly and I were just like SERIOUSLY WTF.
After this drama, we all settled down and tried to get back to what we were doing - dad decides to blunder about naked on the landing, throwing up all over the carpet and the suitcase by the ottoman. So he's being noisy, as well as flashing everything to Shelly who was unfortunate enough to catch a glimpse when she was going to the toilet.
And as a result of him throwing up everywhere - he kept mam awake as well as us - he was pissing about mopping everywhere up with toilet roll for about 45 minutes - then there was the racket of mam getting the mop bucket out.
It was like the first time in ages I was in a reasonable mood, I wasn't TOO depressed - thus rendering my sex drive reasonably okay - and he just had to go and turn me RIGHT off. Vomit is one of my phobias, for a start - but I couldn't feel at all comfortable knowing he was falling about like a twat on the landing outside the door and mam was dragged away to clean up after him.
I felt really sorry for her actually - I'm just glad she didn't have work on Sunday and dad did - ha, the twat, that'll fucking teach him.
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Party photos:
Me, as an evil deranged jester - and Ian as The Crow. :D
Shelly and I. :D
Mam, myself, Shelly and dad - as Yoda. :S
Amy, Dan, Ian, Mark and Laura. :D
Christine and Roger. :D
Dixie currently feels:
Depressed
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Blog #301
FUCKING PRICK...
FUCKING PRICK...
For the majority of the day, I've not felt the best. I've been slightly lapsed for a while now - but Shelly did manage to cheer me up slightly. We played Canis Canem Edit together and Guitar Hero 5.
Shelly came at about 3 in the afternoon because she was spending the night after coming with us to Ian's Halloween party.
Mam had bought mini bags of Haribo Starmix for the brats who knock on the door and she said I couldn't have any - but I snaffled some when she wasn't looking. :P
Although the party was pretty good - I had a laugh with Christine, talked with Laura about film-making, talked with Mark about games - had a laugh with Lisa and her friend in the kitchen - drank a few bottles of iron brew WKD and cuddled up with Shelly on the sofa for a while - it was dad who had to go and ruin it.
And he didn't just ruin the party for me - he ruined the whole of tonight. He's SUCH a fucking ARSEHOLE.
He's starting to make me hate him again. A while back I disliked mam for being bitchy all the time, but she's settled down, she's just a knob when it suits her - but dad's a total fucking prick all the time.
And this is tripled, maybe even quadrupled when he's drunk.
He ALWAYS, without fail - will upset me when I'm drunk - but apparently he upset Christine as well - he upset Shelly by being a general arsehole, touching her up - and not just her, Lisa and Amy as well - and I know that mam wasn't best pleased with him either.
Not only this - but when we got home - Shelly and I were cuddled up on the floor and duvet pile together - some chavs had set fire to a car outside, so we had mam mooching about being generally nosey - all these fire engines and police cars going by at two in the morning with their lights and sirens going - then this inflamed car decided to start randomly EXPLODING. Shelly and I were just like SERIOUSLY WTF.
After this drama, we all settled down and tried to get back to what we were doing - dad decides to blunder about naked on the landing, throwing up all over the carpet and the suitcase by the ottoman. So he's being noisy, as well as flashing everything to Shelly who was unfortunate enough to catch a glimpse when she was going to the toilet.
And as a result of him throwing up everywhere - he kept mam awake as well as us - he was pissing about mopping everywhere up with toilet roll for about 45 minutes - then there was the racket of mam getting the mop bucket out.
It was like the first time in ages I was in a reasonable mood, I wasn't TOO depressed - thus rendering my sex drive reasonably okay - and he just had to go and turn me RIGHT off. Vomit is one of my phobias, for a start - but I couldn't feel at all comfortable knowing he was falling about like a twat on the landing outside the door and mam was dragged away to clean up after him.
I felt really sorry for her actually - I'm just glad she didn't have work on Sunday and dad did - ha, the twat, that'll fucking teach him.
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Party photos:
Me, as an evil deranged jester - and Ian as The Crow. :D
Shelly and I. :D
Mam, myself, Shelly and dad - as Yoda. :S
Amy, Dan, Ian, Mark and Laura. :D
Christine and Roger. :D
Halloween with my bestie
My best friend and I on Halloween. I went as a lady bug (although I'm not much of a lady lol) and she as a devil <3
My best friend and I on Halloween. I went as a lady bug (although I'm not much of a lady lol) and she as a devil <3
and now, back to your regularly scheduled postings?
am i the only one who thinks it's a bit odd that on a floor full of other professionals, that it's rather unpleasant that people fail to flush the urinals, and/or wash their hands before exiting the bathroom? had an older man today do exactly both as i walked in, leaving after checking himself out in the mirror. uh, it's a good thing our office just got those little portable 1oz purell hand sanitizer things..maybe they should put some in the bathroom for those uninitiated folk.
halloween weekend consisted of grabbing five guys and (re)watching up at jillian's and dragging kato with me. every bit as good as the first time, as i rather amusingly enjoyed every good quotable, from the cone of shame to hiding under the porch. casey and her bff from hs visting from cnu dropped in, the former as macaroni and cheese, and the latter as a dallas cowboys cheerleader. saturday was a shtty game against duke that we lost miserably..though there were a few awesome costumes, hahah. then we watched the notre dame/washington state game instead of surrogates, which was completely astonishing considering how much better than us that both teams played.
after that it was off to zbt's ice luge/halloween party (more or less as a costumeless pink polo-sporting plaid pants-wearing collar-popper), which turned out to be pretty good, though david somehow was mia. got my dance on, met this group of three enthusiastic couples; the more talkative couple (cowboy? and cute policewoman) pulled one girl over whose sister they knew, and then another they didn't know to dance with me, hahah. the dj was good but got a bit repetitive as we neared 2AM the second time, as he spun "party in the usa" again, which was playing when i first arrived around midnight. told zach i was peacing out, but then ran into this black first year guy with a jabberwocky mask who'd been dancing ridiculously all night. he pulled me into a mini dance-off outside as it started to rain, and then again inside while the floor was almost empty (except for those three couples, who were now sucking face). met a talkative/cute first year girl who was outside away from the hallmates she'd come with, taking shelter from the rain (later as i was leaving i'd find her name was lauren). she'd been hating one of the brothers who had gone to tj, as she went to robinson (brittany's old hs), which was amusing. called it a night as i realized things weren't going anywhere, and headed back down grady.
got to 11:30 mass as usual, with the regular lot of people staring at me from across the pews, and the occasional person who's afraid of getting the swine from shaking hands during the offering of a sign of peace. wound up dawdling again and watching a movie and a half (chaos, and crank) as part of some sort of jason statham marathon—ever notice how he basically plays the exact same character in every movie? yeah, thought you might've..
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halloween weekend consisted of grabbing five guys and (re)watching up at jillian's and dragging kato with me. every bit as good as the first time, as i rather amusingly enjoyed every good quotable, from the cone of shame to hiding under the porch. casey and her bff from hs visting from cnu dropped in, the former as macaroni and cheese, and the latter as a dallas cowboys cheerleader. saturday was a shtty game against duke that we lost miserably..though there were a few awesome costumes, hahah. then we watched the notre dame/washington state game instead of surrogates, which was completely astonishing considering how much better than us that both teams played.
after that it was off to zbt's ice luge/halloween party (more or less as a costumeless pink polo-sporting plaid pants-wearing collar-popper), which turned out to be pretty good, though david somehow was mia. got my dance on, met this group of three enthusiastic couples; the more talkative couple (cowboy? and cute policewoman) pulled one girl over whose sister they knew, and then another they didn't know to dance with me, hahah. the dj was good but got a bit repetitive as we neared 2AM the second time, as he spun "party in the usa" again, which was playing when i first arrived around midnight. told zach i was peacing out, but then ran into this black first year guy with a jabberwocky mask who'd been dancing ridiculously all night. he pulled me into a mini dance-off outside as it started to rain, and then again inside while the floor was almost empty (except for those three couples, who were now sucking face). met a talkative/cute first year girl who was outside away from the hallmates she'd come with, taking shelter from the rain (later as i was leaving i'd find her name was lauren). she'd been hating one of the brothers who had gone to tj, as she went to robinson (brittany's old hs), which was amusing. called it a night as i realized things weren't going anywhere, and headed back down grady.
got to 11:30 mass as usual, with the regular lot of people staring at me from across the pews, and the occasional person who's afraid of getting the swine from shaking hands during the offering of a sign of peace. wound up dawdling again and watching a movie and a half (chaos, and crank) as part of some sort of jason statham marathon—ever notice how he basically plays the exact same character in every movie? yeah, thought you might've..
Halloween 2009
Another Halloween has passed. It makes me a little sad, because it is my favorite time of the year. Creating a costume and having something fun to do just makes it a great time.
This year was no exception. As we had my nephew for the first time, my mom and I overscheduled him. We ended up paring the night down to accommodate a more 2-year-old schedule, but we still had a blast.
I got dressed up in a costume I invented the night before, I went as a superhero. SuperLibrarian to be exact! I looked very cute if I do say so myself. My first stop of the day was to visit Clay and Lewie. I had seen them a couple weeks earlier and Clay was talking about how he couldn't wait to see my costume. I asked why he thought he'd see me and he said that he did last year......And he was right. So I went to visit in costume and was there while the boys got ready.
Clay dressed as a red ninja--and though he is posing for me, he can't help but smile. He is one happy little ninja. I think it was the swords. Lewie went as Darth Vader. In this picture I asked him to not smile and give me a Darth Vader face. This is what I got. So damn cute.
And their mother was smart enough to get a picture of SuperLibrarian with the boys. Strange enough they are the only kids I posed with all night. Somehow, even Kelly didn't think of it.
Once I got home, Simon was still sleeping. We had to wake him up to get him ready to go see Victoria and Christian. Turns out, waking my nephew is a BAD plan. He ended up having a tantrum of epic proportions and was crabby for much of the night. And he wanted nothing to do with his costume. I was pretty sad because he had the cutest costume of the night....after me.
We finally got him out of the house and off to Kelly and Mark's, but we were already very late by that time. He cried again when we got there but eventually settled down and played with the kids.
This is the best shot of the three kids that I have...I haven't seen Kelly's yet. Christian is BamBam and Victoria is Scooby-Doo. They both looked very adorable in their store bought costumes. (Hehehehe). Christian especially....the kid actually looks like Bam-Bam. That costume was perfect for him.
After leaving, we headed over to my sister's house where they were home waiting for trick-or-treaters. They live in a great neighborhood for it and their next door neighbor estimated they'd have about a hundred kids. They planned accordingly and were left with tons of candy as they only got about 70 kids.
We got there and Simon cried again. After settling down, I was trying to teach him how to trick-or-treat and he wasn't having it. But then I explained what we do when kids come to the house. He liked that part and spent a lot of time helping Uncle Chad pass out candy. Every time the bell rang he'd scream "Kids are here" and run full steam for the door. Then he'd open it and get all shy and let Chad give out the candy.
Eventually, after much coaxing and battling we got him into his ENTIRE costume for a total of one minute before he started tearing it off.
As you can see, he was pretty full of attitude once we got him in, but all said and done, how cute is that damn costume? I told my sister she better like bees because in a couple years her little tadpole is going to wear that same costume. Since this one was hardly worn.
I did manage to get this shot from the front. He wouldn't look at me and was being distracted by coloring, but look how cute! Seriously, those pain-in-the-ass wings turned out amazing.
Everybody took Simon trick-or-treating and I stayed behind to give out candy. They got him to do four houses before he quit. At the first house he chose Uncle Chad to go with him to the door. He pushed the bell (he likes doorbells) and then before they could open the door, Simon turned and ran away, scared. Uncle Chad wasn't as quick and the people opened the front door to see a grown man standing there without a costume and no child. Poor Chad.
Emily tried to explain to Simon that it is trick-or-treat not ding-dong ditch. He did the next houses fine, but wouldn't actually say trick-or-treat.
When they got back, Simon was finally in a good mood and I managed to get a quick shot of him with a smile on his face. Whew! He doesn't hate Halloween after all. Or maybe he just senses the evening is almost over.
Once the trick-or-treaters started to subside, we headed up to Applebee's to see Uncle Zack and to get some dinner.
Again, Simon was distracted by coloring, but at least Uncle Zack smiled--that's rare enough.
After dinner, we headed home and it was about 9:30. It didn't take Simon long to crash. I think he was relieved the bee torture was finally over. Good news is, we know for certain the boy likes candy bars!
And here is a quick shot from my friend Sonya, who we didn't get to see. Dylan the chicken and Jaysa the ladybug are good friends of Simon and we were hoping we would get to trick-or-treat with them, but it just didn't work out.
All in all, it was a fun Halloween for everyone NOT dressed in a bee costume. And did anyone else notice that I was the ONLY adult dressed up?
I hope you all had a fun and safe Halloween!
This year was no exception. As we had my nephew for the first time, my mom and I overscheduled him. We ended up paring the night down to accommodate a more 2-year-old schedule, but we still had a blast.
I got dressed up in a costume I invented the night before, I went as a superhero. SuperLibrarian to be exact! I looked very cute if I do say so myself. My first stop of the day was to visit Clay and Lewie. I had seen them a couple weeks earlier and Clay was talking about how he couldn't wait to see my costume. I asked why he thought he'd see me and he said that he did last year......And he was right. So I went to visit in costume and was there while the boys got ready.
Clay dressed as a red ninja--and though he is posing for me, he can't help but smile. He is one happy little ninja. I think it was the swords. Lewie went as Darth Vader. In this picture I asked him to not smile and give me a Darth Vader face. This is what I got. So damn cute.
And their mother was smart enough to get a picture of SuperLibrarian with the boys. Strange enough they are the only kids I posed with all night. Somehow, even Kelly didn't think of it.
Once I got home, Simon was still sleeping. We had to wake him up to get him ready to go see Victoria and Christian. Turns out, waking my nephew is a BAD plan. He ended up having a tantrum of epic proportions and was crabby for much of the night. And he wanted nothing to do with his costume. I was pretty sad because he had the cutest costume of the night....after me.
We finally got him out of the house and off to Kelly and Mark's, but we were already very late by that time. He cried again when we got there but eventually settled down and played with the kids.
This is the best shot of the three kids that I have...I haven't seen Kelly's yet. Christian is BamBam and Victoria is Scooby-Doo. They both looked very adorable in their store bought costumes. (Hehehehe). Christian especially....the kid actually looks like Bam-Bam. That costume was perfect for him.
After leaving, we headed over to my sister's house where they were home waiting for trick-or-treaters. They live in a great neighborhood for it and their next door neighbor estimated they'd have about a hundred kids. They planned accordingly and were left with tons of candy as they only got about 70 kids.
We got there and Simon cried again. After settling down, I was trying to teach him how to trick-or-treat and he wasn't having it. But then I explained what we do when kids come to the house. He liked that part and spent a lot of time helping Uncle Chad pass out candy. Every time the bell rang he'd scream "Kids are here" and run full steam for the door. Then he'd open it and get all shy and let Chad give out the candy.
Eventually, after much coaxing and battling we got him into his ENTIRE costume for a total of one minute before he started tearing it off.
As you can see, he was pretty full of attitude once we got him in, but all said and done, how cute is that damn costume? I told my sister she better like bees because in a couple years her little tadpole is going to wear that same costume. Since this one was hardly worn. I did manage to get this shot from the front. He wouldn't look at me and was being distracted by coloring, but look how cute! Seriously, those pain-in-the-ass wings turned out amazing. Everybody took Simon trick-or-treating and I stayed behind to give out candy. They got him to do four houses before he quit. At the first house he chose Uncle Chad to go with him to the door. He pushed the bell (he likes doorbells) and then before they could open the door, Simon turned and ran away, scared. Uncle Chad wasn't as quick and the people opened the front door to see a grown man standing there without a costume and no child. Poor Chad.
Emily tried to explain to Simon that it is trick-or-treat not ding-dong ditch. He did the next houses fine, but wouldn't actually say trick-or-treat.
When they got back, Simon was finally in a good mood and I managed to get a quick shot of him with a smile on his face. Whew! He doesn't hate Halloween after all. Or maybe he just senses the evening is almost over. Once the trick-or-treaters started to subside, we headed up to Applebee's to see Uncle Zack and to get some dinner.
Again, Simon was distracted by coloring, but at least Uncle Zack smiled--that's rare enough. After dinner, we headed home and it was about 9:30. It didn't take Simon long to crash. I think he was relieved the bee torture was finally over. Good news is, we know for certain the boy likes candy bars!
And here is a quick shot from my friend Sonya, who we didn't get to see. Dylan the chicken and Jaysa the ladybug are good friends of Simon and we were hoping we would get to trick-or-treat with them, but it just didn't work out.
All in all, it was a fun Halloween for everyone NOT dressed in a bee costume. And did anyone else notice that I was the ONLY adult dressed up?
I hope you all had a fun and safe Halloween!
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