My jaw just popped for the first time since May. Bloody hell.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Rant jar
So, I guess it's time to get a jar and throw a buck in there every time I complain cause I can't even stand myself any longer...and, I would love to have a couple of real, deep, friendships before I die and that doesn't happen to people that can't stand themselves.
I apologize to all those friends I do have that currently can't stand me, it's been a tough 2 months, I'll pull my head out of my ass now.
Friends
Those times when you think you are best friends with a person and then find out they actually never tell you anything at all about their life even though you tell them all kinds of stuff cause you thought that was the relationship you had...
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Saturday, August 24, 2013
The Ankle Chronicles - post 2 of who the fuck knows - an update
Day
10: Still not walking. My amazing belly dance teacher reminds me to "be
patient with the process". The bright side? My arms are looking great.
Other than that? Blah.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Happy Birthday Robert Plant!
Ah, my love Robert Plant's 65th birthday is today.
♥ HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROBERT! ♥
I started following "Robert Plant's Plantations" earlier this year on facebook and am so glad I did. I am not sure how they acquired them, but they have many very rare personal photos of Robert I have never seen before that I am going to share with you. I tried to include as many new-to-me photos as possible, credit as always is in the link in parentheses under the picture. Enjoy!
Baby Robert sits between his parents! ♥
"Robert
Plant - age 2 years old - winning First Prize at a local baby/toddler
show in Tipton Staffordshire with his mother. (note the 1st prize card
in his hand)."
I (Sydney) hate that they added this tacky MS paint border to it, but it's still wonderful to see him as a baby. :)
"Robert & his little sister - 1959"
"Robert & his sister - 1962."
More tacky borders...
♥♥♥♥♥♥
Monday, August 19, 2013
There's a camera function!!
Wow! Only 5 minutes into the game we have a game changer!
In celebration here is a picture of my fractured ankle in my walking boot. Enjoy
Blogging by phone - I finally got the Blogger app
Well, it required me being a fricking temporary cripple, but I finally searched for and downloaded the Blogger app for my phone! I can blog on the go now people!
Stay tuned for more posts void of content and full of random pictures!
When you ask who the hell I've been texting all night the answer will be no one! I was blogging!
Oh...Facebook has lost a little more of it's charm.
Monday Robert hotness
Let's start this week off right by worshiping the golden GOD that is Robert Plant.
*moment of silence*
AHHHH, Don't you feel better now? I do. ;) ♥
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Fat Chance Belly Dance Disbanded
Well, the best part of this is the amazing Belly Dance powerhouse that is Carolena Nericcio is marrying her wonderful domestic partner Loretta in September. In need of a change and re-focus of life, Carolena has disbanded Fat Chance Belly Dance. :(
I feel so many emotions here...happy and sad. In the end, we just all need to be grateful to this incredible woman for creating Tribal Fusion Belly Dance and sharing it with the world. It might not be forever, and lord knows I know what it's like to need a break. But it still leaves me a little mournful.
Read more HERE
Street lights
7:50pm and the street lamp outside my bedroom/office window just came on...Summer dwindles. Autumn waits at the door. It's hotter than Hades in here and I sit in the dark. Poring over the things I haven't had time to catch up on per-injury.
Friday fascinations dump - on Sunday - ALL the links not posted before!
The Fascinations
A big catch up of all the things I wanted to share but also wanted to preface, or add thoughts to, or they were too depressing and I wanted to spread out the depressing stuff...Whatever, here it all is. ENJOY the clusterfuck!
- Convicted serial killer Rodney Alcala was found guilty in 2010 of killing four women and a 12-year-old girl in Southern California in the 1970s. Alcala, 69, is a former photographer and a one-time dating-show contestant who has been behind bars since 1979. Police in California previously released dozens of photos, including the ones seen here, taken from a storage space rented to Alcala. Recognize the people in this photo? Please contact Huntington Beach, Calif., Police Det. Patrick Ellis at 714-375-5066 PICTURES HERE (Just above the shoulders shots, though they are creepy, they are safe for work)
The Ankle Chronicles - post 1 of who the fuck knows - a HUGE rant
It's Sunday.
It's a quarter till 6pm.
It has been a super sucky weekend, ending a super frantic turned sucky week.
I am tired and frustrated. I feel helpless and depressed.
Wednesday night I was with Mia and was leaving her place to go visit a friend that was in the hospital. This friend only had visitor's till 9pm and it was 7:30pm. I was not paying attention as I rushed back out her door and down her porch steps. I missed the last 2 steps. I stumbled. I fell. ON my right ankle. I heard it crunch. I screamed.
I was in SO MUCH pain. I had never felt such pain after a fall before. I got scared. I knew it was really bad from the very moment I heard it crunch.
I went to the E.R. they wrapped it and gave me crutches (They took no address or insurance information from me, I am scared to see this bill...should it ever get to me) and was told to follow up with my doctor the next day. I did. She also did not want to commit to the ankle being broken, she said let's plan for it to be broken and then if it's not it'll be good news! Go to the ortho doctor she says. Went to him the next day (this whole time people that I am relating this tale to are freaking out about how I haven't had it set yet and this is day 2...well, are you able to get a referral and a specialist appointment in 24 hours? Anyway, it's besides the point, but this is going to be a whiny post cause I have had a sucky week and have been surrounded by stupid people). Can I just say sarcastically that the best part of this whole thing is I was completely sober. That I have had nights, all dressed up and wearing way too high shoes, so drunk I couldn't see, and I have survived those totally unscathed. That I had on Doc Martens oxfords, and had not one drink or smoke or drug in my body, and simply due to being anxiousness and being rushed I fucked over the next month of my life...
Ortho doctor says there could very well be a hairline fracture in there, in a weird place. Other than that it is acutely sprained, muscles torn, deeply bruised. Gave me a "Walking Boot" and told me elevation and ice, stay off it as much as possible. I went home and did just that. I have done that Saturday (except to get ready to go out to a much needed girls night out Saturday that was canceled...), and I did that today (other than to go out to breakfast with girls I was supposed to have girls night with last night). I am so tired, and bored and frustrated. I can't walk at all. I love that I have been home, but I am not sure I will get paid for not coming in Friday, and I know I won't get paid for taking the last half of Thursday off. So, this whole ordeal has become uber expensive and I have just sat on my ass with ice on my ankle. It wasn't like I was getting cleaning or projects done.
This is SD's last weekend of summer vacation, and I wanted to be able to help her pack food, and get ready. I wanted to start a whole new page after having an amazing party weekend with friends and instead I am just gonna try and survive the week, again. My partner is exhausted, he has done my laundry, his laundry, helped move the last of his daughter's stuff in, taken me to all doctor's appoints, carried me to and from the car when needed and slept next to my huge booted foot and will be driving everywhere till I can drive again. I can't drive...I also have to take this paragraph to give a shout out to Mia, who stayed calm, went with me to visit our friend in the hospital and then waited 3 hours for me to come out of the E.R. so she could drive back to my place, pick up my partner and then drive back to her place where I left the truck. All on a school night!
I TOTALLY get that I will heal. Probably fast because I am in very good health and take care of myself. I understand that I will probably be walking in my walking boot next weekend and the weekend after that the ortho doctor will X-Ray it and probably tell me I am close to healed. I understand that this is probably about a month out of my life. But, still, THIS IS A MONTH OUT OF MY LIFE!! GRRR...This will test me...
I actually have to remind myself that this week didn't start out sucky, that last weekend I got to spend 3 days in a row with a very dear friend of mine out from the east coast. That I got to say good-bye to that friend this morning at breakfast and for these things I am blessed.
I will use this to make me stronger, and be inspiring and I know I am resilient and I will rise above. I KNOW this. But, my week still sucked really bad and the upcoming week is gonna suck really bad, and I needed to vent.
Thanks for the ear.
Done now. Moving on.
♥
It's a quarter till 6pm.
It has been a super sucky weekend, ending a super frantic turned sucky week.
I am tired and frustrated. I feel helpless and depressed.
Wednesday night I was with Mia and was leaving her place to go visit a friend that was in the hospital. This friend only had visitor's till 9pm and it was 7:30pm. I was not paying attention as I rushed back out her door and down her porch steps. I missed the last 2 steps. I stumbled. I fell. ON my right ankle. I heard it crunch. I screamed.
I was in SO MUCH pain. I had never felt such pain after a fall before. I got scared. I knew it was really bad from the very moment I heard it crunch.
I went to the E.R. they wrapped it and gave me crutches (They took no address or insurance information from me, I am scared to see this bill...should it ever get to me) and was told to follow up with my doctor the next day. I did. She also did not want to commit to the ankle being broken, she said let's plan for it to be broken and then if it's not it'll be good news! Go to the ortho doctor she says. Went to him the next day (this whole time people that I am relating this tale to are freaking out about how I haven't had it set yet and this is day 2...well, are you able to get a referral and a specialist appointment in 24 hours? Anyway, it's besides the point, but this is going to be a whiny post cause I have had a sucky week and have been surrounded by stupid people). Can I just say sarcastically that the best part of this whole thing is I was completely sober. That I have had nights, all dressed up and wearing way too high shoes, so drunk I couldn't see, and I have survived those totally unscathed. That I had on Doc Martens oxfords, and had not one drink or smoke or drug in my body, and simply due to being anxiousness and being rushed I fucked over the next month of my life...
Ortho doctor says there could very well be a hairline fracture in there, in a weird place. Other than that it is acutely sprained, muscles torn, deeply bruised. Gave me a "Walking Boot" and told me elevation and ice, stay off it as much as possible. I went home and did just that. I have done that Saturday (except to get ready to go out to a much needed girls night out Saturday that was canceled...), and I did that today (other than to go out to breakfast with girls I was supposed to have girls night with last night). I am so tired, and bored and frustrated. I can't walk at all. I love that I have been home, but I am not sure I will get paid for not coming in Friday, and I know I won't get paid for taking the last half of Thursday off. So, this whole ordeal has become uber expensive and I have just sat on my ass with ice on my ankle. It wasn't like I was getting cleaning or projects done.
This is SD's last weekend of summer vacation, and I wanted to be able to help her pack food, and get ready. I wanted to start a whole new page after having an amazing party weekend with friends and instead I am just gonna try and survive the week, again. My partner is exhausted, he has done my laundry, his laundry, helped move the last of his daughter's stuff in, taken me to all doctor's appoints, carried me to and from the car when needed and slept next to my huge booted foot and will be driving everywhere till I can drive again. I can't drive...I also have to take this paragraph to give a shout out to Mia, who stayed calm, went with me to visit our friend in the hospital and then waited 3 hours for me to come out of the E.R. so she could drive back to my place, pick up my partner and then drive back to her place where I left the truck. All on a school night!
I TOTALLY get that I will heal. Probably fast because I am in very good health and take care of myself. I understand that I will probably be walking in my walking boot next weekend and the weekend after that the ortho doctor will X-Ray it and probably tell me I am close to healed. I understand that this is probably about a month out of my life. But, still, THIS IS A MONTH OUT OF MY LIFE!! GRRR...This will test me...
I actually have to remind myself that this week didn't start out sucky, that last weekend I got to spend 3 days in a row with a very dear friend of mine out from the east coast. That I got to say good-bye to that friend this morning at breakfast and for these things I am blessed.
I will use this to make me stronger, and be inspiring and I know I am resilient and I will rise above. I KNOW this. But, my week still sucked really bad and the upcoming week is gonna suck really bad, and I needed to vent.
Thanks for the ear.
Done now. Moving on.
♥
Friday, August 16, 2013
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Coffee
I
know you need caffeine sometimes but don’t even fucking think about
reaching for a RedBull or 5-Hour Energy. I will slap that shit out of
your hand so quick you won’t know whatthefuck happened. Energy drinks
are toxic and fucking expensive. Money doesn’t grow on trees; coffee
does. Don’t waste your time in a fucking line and spend your hard earned
cash on something you can make while you’re sleeping.
Cold brewed coffee is also way less acidic, making this easier on your
stomach. SO GRAB A CUP OF THIS SIMPLE SHIT AND SEIZE THE GODDAMN DAY.
COLD BREWED COFFEE
¾ cup ground coffee (whatever you got is fine)
3 ½ cups cold water
Put the coffee grounds in the bottom of a large container. If you like coffee with some fucking bite, add another ¼ cup of grounds. Slowly pour the water over the grounds and stir. Make sure all the grounds get wet because sometimes there are weird dry pockets and then you’re just wasting fucking coffee. Let this sit in the fridge (or on your counter if its not too fucking hot in your place) overnight or for at least 10 hours. In the morning, strain that shit using a mesh strainer. You know, the ones that look like a screen door. If you have the time, strain one more time through a paper coffee filter to get out the last of the grounds (or don't and just deal with a couple rogue grounds in your drink). Serve over ice and with some almond milk if that's your thing.
Makes about 3 ½ cups of coffee (triple this recipe and keep the extra in the fridge all week)
COLD BREWED COFFEE
¾ cup ground coffee (whatever you got is fine)
3 ½ cups cold water
Put the coffee grounds in the bottom of a large container. If you like coffee with some fucking bite, add another ¼ cup of grounds. Slowly pour the water over the grounds and stir. Make sure all the grounds get wet because sometimes there are weird dry pockets and then you’re just wasting fucking coffee. Let this sit in the fridge (or on your counter if its not too fucking hot in your place) overnight or for at least 10 hours. In the morning, strain that shit using a mesh strainer. You know, the ones that look like a screen door. If you have the time, strain one more time through a paper coffee filter to get out the last of the grounds (or don't and just deal with a couple rogue grounds in your drink). Serve over ice and with some almond milk if that's your thing.
Makes about 3 ½ cups of coffee (triple this recipe and keep the extra in the fridge all week)
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Fast breath
UGH!
Panic attack...
I hate those. Blah. I don't like feeling this way...I have stuff to do, I am hoping the more of it I get done the better I will feel.
Wish me luck on that.
Panic attack...
I hate those. Blah. I don't like feeling this way...I have stuff to do, I am hoping the more of it I get done the better I will feel.
Wish me luck on that.
Lead?
OK, now for the great blog catch-up of 2013!!
First off, from a comment submitted Kim Berine on July 25th:
http://blogs.laweekly.com/informer/2013/07/kirkham_gastelum_marijuana_shootout_charged.php
Kim theorizes this could be Ila's killer?
What do you think? Do you know who killed Ila? If so, please SAY SOMETHING!
LAPD's Robbery-Homicide Detectives at 213-486-6890. During non-business hours or on weekends, calls should be directed to 1-877-LAPD-24-7 (877-527-3247). Anyone wishing to remain anonymous should call Crime Stoppers at 1-800-222-TIPS (800-222-8477). Tipsters may also contact Crime Stoppers by texting to phone number 274637 (C-R-I-M-E-S on most keypads) with a cell phone. All text messages should begin with the letters "LAPD." Tipsters may also go to LAPDOnline.org, click on "webtips" and follow the prompts.
First off, from a comment submitted Kim Berine on July 25th:
http://blogs.laweekly.com/informer/2013/07/kirkham_gastelum_marijuana_shootout_charged.php
Kim theorizes this could be Ila's killer?
What do you think? Do you know who killed Ila? If so, please SAY SOMETHING!
LAPD's Robbery-Homicide Detectives at 213-486-6890. During non-business hours or on weekends, calls should be directed to 1-877-LAPD-24-7 (877-527-3247). Anyone wishing to remain anonymous should call Crime Stoppers at 1-800-222-TIPS (800-222-8477). Tipsters may also contact Crime Stoppers by texting to phone number 274637 (C-R-I-M-E-S on most keypads) with a cell phone. All text messages should begin with the letters "LAPD." Tipsters may also go to LAPDOnline.org, click on "webtips" and follow the prompts.
Monday, August 12, 2013
Whirled
Amazing day! My Jillian is in town for a wedding. We had so much fun! Did errands, but also broke ice with my step-daughter and drank and laughed with Lauren. Good times.
I have been so busy, Life has left me exhausted with it's many activities. But I have been having so much fun. I've also had too many cocktails, so now I sound like an idiot.
I haven't abandoned you. Sorry for lack of posts. I will remedy that forth with.
I have been so busy, Life has left me exhausted with it's many activities. But I have been having so much fun. I've also had too many cocktails, so now I sound like an idiot.
I haven't abandoned you. Sorry for lack of posts. I will remedy that forth with.
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