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The Bitter Return

Echos — Fri, 03 Feb 2012 04:11:19 +0000

My site was down for over 24 hours. While that’s not uncommon, I sent an email to my hosts asking what the problem was. I got no response. All of my files were in the FTP program, so I knew it wasn’t a crash, and it wasn’t a hack because my other site was down as well, and that site does not have any software installed on it. For a short time yesterday, the site was available. Then it would redirect to wilwheaton.net, as if he needed more hits. My payment is due this month, but not until the 26th, and I thought I should at least get a reply. Then my emails were coming through.Then my site was back up. I’m thinking of minimising my sites. That being said, crimsonsparkle.net will be moved over to my Dreamhost account as soon as I can get a few minutes time to switch everything over. My photo blog is on there, as well as my experimental sites and my husband’s page. Why not put the personal site on there as well? There’s no blog on crimsonsparkle.net anymore, and the archives that were there are now here, but it’s still a good place for my family to go to see photos and read about upcoming things in my life. This is the site they don’t know about. *grins*

Just incase this ever happens again, I have a couple of off server blogs, Recovering Beauty and Comatised, a tumblr, and several scene journals, gamine, stxr and Christina. What can I say? I love to write, I love to get feed back on my writing, and I always want that option there to write online if I need it. But I have been online for way over a decade, so I’ve gotten around some.

I am back on my Cymbalta. I don’t remember why I stopped taking it, but I did. I don’t know if I’m happy with being on it or not. I am also on another diabetic drug that I don’t know if I want to take. Low blood sugars scare me so much and I don’t know how many of them I can take. I was already put under ‘watch’ today, having to have a ‘baby sitter’ to go out and buy Valentine’s Day gifts and a little somethings for me. I picked up some illuminating foundation for my face that leaves a small shine of glitter after I put it on. It goes with the power foundation I bought last year. I now have the whole set! WooHoo! I picked up some Venom DooWop lip stain, and a tiny little tin of peppermint mints for Chloe. She wanted her own make up and lip stains, since I was getting some. I had to explain to her that like with her pierced ears, she has to wait to get to use make up. But then I ended up giving her a small make over in the hallway outside the candy store. Our skin tones are practically identical, and she acted as though she was a princes after the make over. I wish I would have thought to take pictures.

The last stop of the day was Walmart, so I could get more DVDs to record more movies for my mother. I picked up some candy for the family. Those large Carousel Lollipops. I gave the boys and Chloe each a Wild Cherry pop. I think the DVDs are going okay. I’m sleepy from my meds, so I haven’t checked on them. I should be napping. I have a lot to get done tomorrow.

The Colours of My Life

Echos — Fri, 23 Dec 2011 22:29:49 +0000

Hope you guys like the new layout! I certainly do. Looks a tad more professional. I’m going to go lay down before this seizure hits full

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Keep watching the skies! Santa’s bound to be out there somewhere!

Listen to the Wind Blow, Down Comes the Night

Echos — Sun, 27 Nov 2011 04:27:54 +0000

We’re having some kind of a weird wind storm tonight, and the wind is rattling the windows, as well as it is howling fiercely outside. Kind of scary. My mind is elsewhere tonight, and I don’t know why I opened up my site to update. My family has been driving me nuts, and it started with Dennis bringing home a copy of Skyward Sword. He was so sure that he was going to beat in the first day he had it, that he just had to play it all day since Thanksgiving morning. Which left me to do laundry, cook the last couple of days’ worth of meals, and finally, tend to the kids. The boys were ok to tend; they just needed love, supervision, food, sleep, and clean clothes. It was Chloe who was difficult.

The kids ganged around their Hero of Time father, hoping to watch him succeed in beating a video game. All he really managed to succeed in doing was keeping the bed from being made for the past few days, twisting his ankle, and breaking a window, on top of hitting the potted plants in the bedroom, causing them to crash down to the floor. I was glad we don’t have carpeting in the bedroom. It was easy to sweep up the potting soil, but then I had to stop what I was doing and re-pot the plants. Three of which were thorny cacti and my thumb is still burning.

This morning, Chloe announced that she did, indeed, have homework this Thanksgiving weekend. Ok, so maybe she wouldn’t have had any if she had sat down three weeks ago and did it or even started on it. She has a diorama due on Monday, but there is nothing done! I gathered up the supplies for her, and an hour later, she wasn’t doing anything with it. Still watching daddy play his game. I read the directions for the diorama and fine-tuned her supplies, and still she did not touch it. I offered to help her with the cutting and placement. Nope, didn’t interest her.

After dinner tonight, she had the audacity to ask me if I could do the diorama for her! Um, no! She asked Dennis, and he lovingly introduced her to super glue. Yes, super glue! All that accomplished was Chloe gluing my desk drawer shut.

*snarl*

I gathered up her supplies, then gathered her up, and put her in her room and told her she was going to do the project tonight and tomorrow, or she was going to suffer the zero on the assignment. No help from momma or daddy, now. Her reaction was to cry, and scream that I was a bad, abusive mother, then scream for help from her daddy. When I saw the boys giggling about the ordeal where she could see them, I told them to either go back and watch the Link game or go to their room and shut the door. I then closed Chloe’s door and went back to working on sorting laundry. The boys scattered. I haven’t saw them since and I have a feeling I won’t see them until breakfast.

I am glad I took the super glue away from Chloe. She was going to glue my laptop shut and glue my phone’s charging cord to the wall. Little brat! All because I was ‘bothering” her to do her homework. Dennis asked me in mid-battle with some kind of strange monster on the game, if I was sure I had made the right choice in making Chloe do the assignment right that second. “Well, she’s had all month to do it, just now told me that she had an assignment, and so, yeah. I think I made the right choice in making her at least start the project,” I replied.

Upon checking up on her, Chloe had about 70% of the diorama done, and she was sleeping on the covers of her bed. See? It wasn’t that hard!

I have my NanoWriMo to finish and then I have my court on Wednesday. I have to call the judge Monday and tell him that I will be there. I thought the lawyer was going to do that. Oh well. I plan on being there, no matter what.

Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving, and that your Christmas shopping is going smoothly! Have a good night and a good weekend!

Rerun of 2010

Echos — Sat, 08 Oct 2011 02:54:23 +0000

I bought the Godiva bear with Chocolate coins for Chloe’s Halloween present this year:

Looks almost just like a bear that I bought and photographed 366 days ago! Oh wait. As per the words of the Godiva rep, there’s no date on the left foot of this year’s Halloween bear, and the bag is of mesh material instead of the silky orange with black embroidery that was on last year’s candy bag. That photo could have been taken today. Same computer. Same desk. Same small calendar. Same Halloween bear. Here’s hoping that Chloe doesn’t realise that until waaaaay after Halloween.

At least the Christmas bear does not disappoint:

There’s even a dark chocolate and peppermint candy attached to the sweater! Awesome-ness!

I did some work on the site. I deleted some of the plugins that I didn’t use or need, I optimised the database and tables, and guess what came back? My archive page! Like anyone cares. Most people come here for that little yellow bar, click it and leave until the next day they have to come back to earn them self another point from that site, to pile up to how ever many they need to advertise on other’s sites so that their PR will climb. I doubt that anyone really reads my content anymore. The only comments I get are spammers and “Link backers”. Nothing really worth keeping the site open as a blog anymore.

I’m wondering what to do with this place. Nothing exciting happens on here anymore, not even comments. I guess that’s a sign that my blogging days are over. I’m going to be thinking on this more. Till next time.

Orientation Day

Echos — Wed, 24 Aug 2011 03:44:49 +0000

It was orientation day at the University. Strange that I would be scheduled to go back to work today, and get a notice from my attorney of when my hearing date is. It’s even weirder that the hearing is going to be on Josh’s birthday. But you know what weirds me out the most? That my mother suddenly loves me and is happy to see me. Of course she is. She thinks she is going to get a large amount of money from this hearing, and I hate to break it to her, but she is not. She isn’t getting anything from this, so she might as well stop sucking up to me right now.

I spaced a little on the whole Orientation Day. I started drinking at 10am, again, and didn’t stop until just a few minutes ago. My life is so much better when I’m living a drunken blur. Things just make better sense to me. Like this whole law suite against my ex employer, and my mother’s intentions, and the spell checker cleans up my horrible spelling from hitting about four keys at once while I am typing, so I feel like I am getting something done. I also upped my medicine to 100 mcg today because the pain is unbearable. I couldn’t even think straight when I woke up this morning. I don’t know how I got to and from the University, or even if I helped Chloe get her school supplies ready. I just know that I kept falling asleep and having those weird lesbian dreams that I have.

Maybe I will quit this in twelve hours or so, when I get through with my dentist appointment tomorrow, and have a little chance of sobering up. Get some more of my external drive cleaned out, and go from there. Wish me luck, kiddies. I’m gonna need it.

I think the reason I started hitting the sauce again is because I really dislike my job and life right now. My husband is gone until October, and then we’re spending our anniversary with him working that night. At least I am going with him. I don’t remember quite what he had in mind for the anniversary, but I think it’s something that we’re both going to like. Something like a three day vacation where we’ll both be happy. We’re going to spend Halloween there, too. My job sucks because I don’t want to spend my life as an Assistant Professor at the University that I spent three years of my life longing to get away from. I want to be back working in the morgue, where I was happy, working with DNA samples, gel runs, isotopes, and things like that. Speaking of isotopes, my burn is much better. It’s just slightly peeling past my elbow. I expect the peel to reach my finger tips before it’s through. That’s the price one pays for science. Or science mixed with carelessness and extreme exhaustion.

Ok, time for bed. Night, night kiddies. Here’s hoping that tomorrow doesn’t go so badly.

Not Taking Software Lion Down

Echos — Sun, 24 Jul 2011 02:53:36 +0000

One of the things I have been up to for the past three days was installing Lion on my computer, as well as making videos, and uploading said videos because I got my camera card back! Yes, James finally sent it to me. The post date was off a little, but I forgive him. I’m sure you all want to see these video reviews of Lion Mac OS X 10.7, in my own words, so here they are.

First, I signed up for the Early Release of Lion Mac OS X 10.7, which meant that I could get a download through the desktop App store at midnight on the night before the official release. Kind of like those lame Harry Potter release parties that book stores had to pump up businesses. This is what happened:

They gave us, those who paid extra to get this software before the crowds, so our computers wouldn’t be defunct for hours like our iPhones were when we downloaded the new I OS software, a developer’s program. It crashed the system, and I had to dig out my Snow Leopard to reinstall it. I was fearful that my computer would have to be erased and started over from scratch. I’m fortunate that wasn’t the case. It was the way it was before I attempted to install Lion. Go Apple! Or not…

The next day, I was credited all of the funds paid to Apple, back in my account, plus given the option to download Lion free of charge. Of course this meant a seven hour download time, and I could have stolen the software in less time than that, but I wanted to be fair to Apple. This is how Lion installed over the next thirty minutes.

The next day, I made a mini review of some major changes, that I consider major anyway:

Just for fun, here’s a video of me playing with the family labrador.

Feeling Better

Echos — Tue, 07 Jun 2011 05:25:10 +0000

Thank you to everyone who sent me “Get well babe!” emails! Really! It’s the support of all the people who read my story that helps me get better. Anji commented the other day and said that I seem to be getting better. Well, I am. There were times that I fell from grace, but I bounced back, and I was forgiven for it, so that is no longer a storm cloud hanging over my head.

I do feel better than I did a few hours ago. Chloe and I were watching some of Dennis’ older film projects, and we came across some silly skits, and I made the mistake of letting her watch one. It was about a ghost Dennis played in the skit. The bad part was the other actors called him by name, and it showed the character dying. Chloe got upset and actually ran from the bedroom to find her daddy to make sure he wasn’t dead. Normally, she doesn’t react to videos like this! WTF.. I think she’s okay now, she’s sleeping in her bed.

For those of you who didn’t read the off-server blogspot blog, Dennis brought home some flowers a couple of nights ago. I’ll share the pictures here, too, just for those who can’t get enough of my weird photography.

Yes, that’s a THC pen on my desk. Who are you to judge me???

We put some in the kitchen. He brought home four bouquets, which really makes me wonder what he’s done… Yes, the theme in my kitchen was going to be “Sunflowers”, but you can see that we didn’t quite finish that thought.

Chloe wants me to post this next photo. It’s two of her toy aliens “mating”. Where she learned that concept, I can only imagine. But she thinks it’s hilarious, and she can’t start a blog of her own, so who am I to deny her internet fame?

That’s all for me tonight. I have to get to sleep for my evaluation starting at 8:45 in the morning. Pray and think warm thoughts! G’nite every body!

Impending Psych Evaluation

Echos — Sun, 05 Jun 2011 22:29:44 +0000

Before I begin, I have to say that it’s increasingly insulting to have one’s husband walk up and thrust his bare ass in their face under the pretenses of “I have a MRSA sore…Fix it!” This is why I am no longer a nurse. I have no desire to mend MRSA wounds, bandage asses, or apply medication to draining abscesses. Ick.

My psych evaluation is coming along slowly. I want it to be over with. My birthday is next week (buy me something), and I don’t want to spend my birthday in the hospital. Again. I did that once, and I don’t want to do it again. I’m reminded of how I turned 21; with my head dunked under the bathtub faucet, washing my hair. I went into the bathroom at 11:57pm, washed my hair, and while I was under the faucet, I turned 21. Coming out of the bathroom, I was 21 years old. But there was a time when I had a birthday in the hospital. It was entirely tragic and I don’t want a repeat of that, if I can help it. Especially being in a psych facility.

There is an impending trip to Australia coming up. I had a small physical today, and it wore me out, but I passed, and there fore, I am going to Australia, the Sunshine Coast, to be exact, to my husband’s filming. I get the pleasure of being decked out in artisan make up and being in a small part of the filming. I got my artisan make up bag back in March, so I’ve waited a long time to do this. It’s going to be fun; my mascara is purple. Eye shadow is red. I wonder if they’re going to be ironic and shoot in black and white again? That happened the last time I was in a video with Dennis. Anyone want postcards? Email me, if you do, before July. I think that is when we are going. I wasn’t too keen on the details. Just the thought of seeing the Sunshine Coast again, and the beautiful sea there in Australia made me push every other stimuli out of my mind.

I have some assignment schedules to work on, plus I am yawning like crazy all of a sudden. So this is all for me. Love to all. Have a good rest of the weekend, readers! I shall see you Monday afternoon!

Friday The Thirteenth

Echos — Sat, 14 May 2011 02:05:26 +0000

I’m redirecting traffic here. No, I don’t know what’s up with my site. I’ve emailed my hosts, but that was over an hour ago. I don’t expect a reply tonight.

So I apologise about the blank page that is my site. I don’t know what happened to it, and I know that I hate it when I’m surfing EC and come to a blank site. Besides, that violates EC’s TOS and I’m kind of anal about that, so I’m sending people here for the duration of the downtime. So sorry people. It’s ironic that I wrote yesterday about my off-server blog, only to have to turn to it less than twenty four hours later.

Other than that, I’ve had a pretty good Friday the Thirteenth. How about you? I slept most of the day. Ha! Hair of the dog! I met my good friend Chris on a Friday the Thirteenth, and we went to see the new Friday the Thirteenth on a Friday the Thirteenth, so it’s a good day for me. I remember Chris falling asleep in the theater and falling out of his chair. I also remember the asshole behind us who talked on his phone the entire movie. Hate people who do that.

Today was the last day of classes for Chloe. Yep, school’s out till the end of August. I have to boost my parenting attention span up to full speed. I tried to get Nick to take her to school this morning, but he wouldn’t budge. Apparently, he raided the liquor last night and was having a hang over this morning. Chloe wanted to go to school at seven in the morning to “get it over with already!” Not that she hates her school or anything. She’s already expressed that she doesn’t want to go anymore, and can’t wait till she’s 18 so she can quit! Have I raised a winner or what? I will say this, I wanted to quit so many times when I was younger, as a child, even, and I went on to college and med school, so it’s probably nothing.

I stopped by the University to pick up some papers and get on with my work for the summer semester. I didn’t see Carl. Good thing. I found out some of my co-workers were in on the “she’s crazy” shit, probably because I’m one of the more over-qualified people for my job. I could have gotten their positions and then some if I really wanted to when I hired in. They’re intimidated by me. I know it. So they want rid of me. FUN! I thought I was working with adults, not high school kiddies! And to make things worse, these are the people who are teaching our youth, our future. Oh, and some poetic justice: I was drug tested today. At least I assume that’s what Ron wanted my urine and hair for. But you can never tell with people who work in science.

G’night everyone! Hope my site is back to normal in the morning! More than that, I hope my hosts are updating that PHP error, so I don’t have to quit my blog there afterall.

Relapsed Sickness

Echos — Tue, 19 Apr 2011 11:35:30 +0000

Because of my sickness from the previous week, I was hospitalised again. Thrown in isolation, and kept on a strict diet of liquids while passing colossal sized mucous. I’ve still been waking up with more mucous and a sore throat every day, but I was discharged and I’m not interested in going back any time soon! One of the worst things I had to go through was isolation. While I got so many things done, I was alone most of the time. People wouldn’t even call me, let alone visit me. I was hungry. I wanted something to eat that wasn’t hospital food. I was put on medications that I don’t feel I need, even to this day. Thorazine. Fentanyl upgrades. Where did I express that I needed either of those?? Thorazine makes me feel weird, and upgrading the Fentanyl just makes me feel sick to my stomach. But I got some things done while I was holed up in isolation. Things I normally wouldn’t want to do because I’d rather be out and about than stuck inside. A short list:

1. Heard Nick’s two new songs.
2. Watched the videos to said songs.
3. Wrote reviews to be submitted for publishing in June for both songs and videos.
4. Finished the kitty cat journal sent to me by the fabulous SparkleCat.
5. Ate my weight in chocolate provided by Nick.
6. Finished A Wrinkle In Time.
7. Started A Wind in the Door.
8. Finished A Wind in the Door.
9. Started Many Waters.
10. Started a new journal.
11. Was re-introduced to The Cars, Mr. Mister, and other hauntingly beautiful 80′s songs.

Is that enough? Want some pictures?

I am scheduled to see an anesthesiologist for my pain. I’m supposed to be getting ready for the trip, which is about four to five hours. But I decided to slip away and update this site to let everyone know that I am alive, feeling better, and on the slow road to recovery. I will survive this.