It's a quiz and I got an A.

Stolen from a weird home schooler.

The Basics

What do you eat for breakfast usually?: Usually non-breakfast foods. Pizza, soup, who knows.

How many cups of coffee do you drink each morning?: None, but I have many sodas throughout the day.

Do you exercise in the mornings?: Not unless you count showering as an exercise.

Do you work out daily?: I was for a while, riding the recumbent bike but then Eric had his gallbladder out and then I got the influenza. So, it's been a long time.

How long does it take to get ready in the mornings?: About fifteen minutes to a half hour. This also depends on if the weather is cold and I have to dry my hair.

My Favorites

dinner?: Pizza, macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes.

way to eat eggs?: Scrambled with cheese or fried hard. Sometimes I like them boiled. But I do not like runny yolks.

dessert?: Cake. Pie. Cookies. Ice cream.

NFL team?: I'm not much of a fan. That is The Boy's idea of fun.

lazy day thing to do?:
Watch tv, lay in bed and read.

This or That
Sunday brunch or Sunday dinner?: I tend to have Sunday dinner more often. But I don't care as long as I get to eat something yummy.

Hiking or Swimming?: Swimming. I don't hike. There are bugs.

OMG or WTF?: ROFLMAO?: None.

Donald Trump or Bill Gates?: Bill Gates

Do You?
ever wear the shirt you've had on all day to bed?: Yes, I don't think I should have to waste a shirt just to sleep in. I figure the sheets are dirty anyway from me being out and about all day. I shower in the morning so the bed is a dirty place to me.

wish you were rich or famous?: Rich, yes. Twould be nice.

have a lot of friends?: Sometimes I'd like a few more I could just hang out with now and again. I sometimes get lonely for girl time.

eat organic foods?: Sometimes.

care what other people think of you?: To a point. I'm not the same as everyone and I find social situations difficult. So, I try to act normal, but sometimes the weirdness sneaks out. :o)

Have You Ever
worn your boyfriend's clothes?: Yes, I have. Only Andrew's and Eric's. But more so, Eric's.

defended someone that was being unfairly treated?: I try.

seen someone that you weren't sure if they were male or female?: Yes. Not that it's really any of my business.

learned a valuable lessson from someone younger than you?: Yes, this was one of the best experiences with being in Americorps.


dated someone more than ten years older or younger than you?: Yes, he was 24 years older.

Misc.
Have you ever had suicidal thoughts?: Yes, I have happy pills to stop those thoughts.

What do you consider "rare" anymore?: Integrity, honesty

Do you hold the door open for strangers?: Yes, if I remember my manners.

What is in your car ashtray?: I don't have an ashtray in the car.

Could you go a day without eating?: No! This sounds horrible. I HATE being hungry. HATE HATE HATE it.

Personal
What part of your body are you embarrassed to show?: Nothing much. It's a human body and is imperfect like most people's.

Do you have a birthmark?: Nope

Do you sleep naked?: No, pajamas. Just in case you have to run outside in the middle of the night during a fire or something.

If you've given birth, did you have a natural birth?: No thanks to both.

Do you ever skip days wearing deodorant?: No!!! I'm a sweaty girl. I cannot skip and I use the most powerful deodorant on the regular market.

Firsts
Child?: Hurley, the half beagle/half rat terrier who now lives with my parents.

What age were you when first had sex?: Old enough

state you've ever travelled to?: 19 of them.

childhood memory?: Um, not sure. I like reading as a kid so I have memories of that. Also, of watching the Gary Schandling show as a kid.

vacation as a child that you remember?: Jewitt Lake.

As of Now
If you hit redial on your phone right now, who would you call?: My dad

Are you wearing deodorant now?: Yes

What is the closest thing to you that could be used as a murder weapon?:
A beer bottle- it's actually non-alcoholic beer.

What time do you plan on going to sleep tonight?: After ten. I have to take my antibiotic again and I took it late since I had a nap.

Are you hungry?: I could be. Not too good with this hungry thing lately.

I have been a horrible blogger. I have two blogs and I can't even keep up with this one. Not that I've had much to think about other than being sick. I would think "Achooo." Or "I must have a tissue now." Or "I'm hot, no I'm cold, no I'm hot."

Now I'm finally able to have a complex thought, but I get very tired from doing the littlest thing. Grocery shopping killed me last night. I thought I was going to fall to a puddle on the floor in the frozen foods section. Then driving home from the grocery store was a twenty minute drive and even more tiring. It was also very weird since farmers were out harvesting beets and bright lights would come from odd directions. I'm not sure I'll ever get used to this small town living.

But The Boy loves it. He states this on a weekly basis how much he lives living in our little town. And I like it, just am not used to some things. I must be the town bitch because I do not have the waving thing down. I almost never wave. I get nervous when I suspect a wave coming on and I almost never initiate a wave. It's much too complicated. Thanks goodness I don't drive farm implements. I'd be off my rocker.

There's a story to tell about farming later on...

Physical Exam.

This weekend my mom attended a pro healthcare rally. She, along with myself and many other members of my family are for healthcare reform and healthcare for everyone. I find it strange we are the only industrialized nation without national healthcare.

Anyway, while at this rally my mom went and talked to the protesters. Some feel the government should not be involved in healthcare and that they don't like government involvement in their lives. I giggle because they are standing on a sidewalk and drove cars to the place of the rally. Government. They went to school. Government. They may have gone to college and used FAFSA or GI Bills. Government. They may have parents on Medicare. Government. So, I giggle. They only want government when it's convenient for them.

They asked my mom if she wasn't worried because she is disabled and she'll be on the death list. For one, there is not death list or death panel. That's the dumbest scare tactic I've ever heard and those who believe it are even dumber. I know some people keep comparing Obama to Hitler regarding this issue, but this is not pre-WWII Germany when the physically and mentally handicapped were put to death. Also, to compare a democratic leader of a free nation to Hitler completely diminishes the horror that man put the world through. It's irresponsible to make such comparisions. But no, my mom is not worried about being on a death list.

They also asked if she was completely horrified about increased taxes to pay for healthcare. She said no. She was okay if her taxes were raised if that meant healthcare for everyone. They were stunned into silence on that one.

At the rally was a mother who spoke about dealing with her sick child while not having health insurance. Her child eventually died and from the protesters the words "You should have been able to save her" were uttered. This is appaling and cruel. No parent who burried their child after fighting the good fight should have to endure an attack like that. To do so is simply evil.

Someone also brought up abortion. I can't even comment on this one. Makes me so angry that they want to make this issue messier and uglier by bringing up this issue. Abortion is going to happen. Period. End of story. Finite. So, just give it up for a while and focus on getting people health care.

Also, some of the protesters tried to sneak behind the fence and steal the rally-goer's sandwiches. I know they spouter this idea of "provider for yourself" but didn't realize stealing was part of that tennant.

Puppy Power

Here are out little ones, Norris and Oreo. Norris is a year and a half year old short-haired chihuahua. He is white with tan spots. He does have imperfect ears since they don't stand up but that just makes him more adorable. Norris is named after Chuck Norris because a six pound dog needs a tough name.

Oreo is a four year old long-haired Chihuahua. She loves nothing more than to sit on your lap and receive pets, in fact demand pets. She is black and white, and came with the name Oreo.

We enjoy these little guys quite a bit. We got Oreo as a friend for Norris and I think it's working out. They seem to play while we aren't home as Norris is exhausted at night. I think Norris does more playing than Oreo, literally running circles around Oreo. But that's Norris. Oreo doesn't like the camera. As soon as it's out, she turns her head up, sideways, down, etc. She will also not look you in the eyes, more autistic than aggressive. While Norris will have a staring contest. He wins when I play.

Summer Winter Winds

The gray sky, the more than whispering wind, and the few yellow, green leaves dropping from the trees makes this August seem more like fall. Strange how the weather turned from hot, steamy soup to cold, damp, dishwater. Alas, this summer has gone by us without much outdoor enjoyment.

However, I did experience some new things this summer. I saw a live catfish for the first time and was amazed at how ugly this species of fish is. The skin reminds me of a dolphin or shark, gray and smooth looking. It is the face that makes this fish so horrible. Plus, they also bleed red. To me, fish do not bleed, let alone red.

I drove my fiance's truck in the big city. I'd driven in the Cities before, but not in The Boy's truck. It was okay and I must admire GPS units for without it, I would have been very lost and not so confident.

But summer is coming to an end. School starts on Monday and the pools will be closing. Soon, the chill will cause the air to bite and the drive-in restaurants to close. I must say that I do not enjoy the thought of putting on my winter parka, with it's many layers and warm offerings. I do not wish to cover my hands in fuzzy mittens and watch my breathe float away into the cold. Nor does shoveling, snow plowing, and scraping windshields sounds pleasureable. Sigh.

However, today I am going to enjoy the sun. I am going to feel warm rays on my skin and live today.

Lost on Me

Summer has finally arrived. It is slow roasting hot. Alas, there are projects to be done outside, but too much time in the warm air would rid of of our juices. I am waiting until until the temperature is turned down and a fan is installed outside.

I have started to "exercise." I use this term loosely. I started on Sunday with .5 miles, then .6, then .7, then .8, and today I pedalled the recumbant bike with gusto to 1.0 miles. The next attempt is to ride 1.0 mile for the next 7 days. I have not changed my eating habits. Some may think this is silly, but I don't want too many ideas clouding up my goals, leaving me with a puffy mess.

Our puppies are finally platonic friends. Their relationship has been downgraded to running, jumping, and toy stealing buddies. This is a welcome reduction in friendliness after dealing with high hormones for two weeks. We still are unsure if more puppies are in our future.

Ah, life is interesting.

I have two un-fixed dogs at home, one male and one female. Unfortanately, the girl has gone into heat. Oreo has turned my little Norris into a horn dog, literally. I keep telling Oreo she's a Hussy because it makes me feel better, but I am tired of trying to stop dogs from humping. He got her one day outside while I was distracted by some guy who rode up to our house wanting to buy the utility trailer sitting next to the garage. Norris got in and was doing his thing. I had to pull him *out*. Disgusting. We may wind upwith puppies after all of our trying to keep them separated.

Eric's liver function tests are still high. Not sure what's going on, but he's been ordered to stop taking his anti-cancer drugs. This makes me nervous. I don't like it. Eric forgot to get his blood drawn yesterday so I reminded him to do it today.

The house is a complete disaster. It smells like dog pee because Oreo has a problem going potty on the pad. She just likes to pee everywhere. I don't get it. There's no rhyme or reason to it. We need to get the big upright carpet cleaner out and do the whole upstairs. The ceiling was leaking water onto the basement carpeting yesterday. It appears to have stopped, but am concerned as to why water was dripping onto the floor. Eric said he'd taken care of it.

This is because I am going to visit my parents this weekend. I need a break and Eric said he'd punch me in the face if I didn't go. That's what Eric says when I'm being obnoxious or annoying, "I'm going to punch you in the face, right in the nose." He, of course, does not do this. It's just his cue to me that I should knock it off, whatever I may be doing.

Oreo has become okay with the leash now. This is good. She cringed before and was completely upset by it. Now, she thinks it's okay.

We didn't have water last night in our little town. Not sure what was happening, but I wanted to do laundry for my little trip. Alas, I could not. I managed to find some clean clothes, but it was a feat.

It's a count of ten

Thoughts are disjointed, thoughts are in neutral.



So, here is a list. Lists help put things in order even if the there is no order to the list. That is how amazing lists are. Perhaps you should feel the power of the list and start one of your own. The topic can be of your choosing, just remember that lists can take on power of their own.



1. I am completely addicted to breaded deep fried cauliflower from the a drive-in restaurant twenty miles from the house.



2. I purchased a tank top, two actually, and I wore one of them already in public!! I have not done this since I was in elementary school and it felt sexy this time, unlike the last time when I was eight or so. It also felt weird showing so much skin because as a fat girl that's something we're advised not to do.



3. My grandma is in the hospital again. She seems to be doing better though. However, she has a chronic illness that makes hospital visits par for the course.



4. Some of my cousins are now my "friends" on Facebook and this is the first time I have "seen" some of them in more than a year.



5. This post is now being completed a week or more later.

6. The Boy told me to come up with an activity for us to do and we'll do it. I've been bored and sad again lately. I don't know what brings this on.

7. My parents are supposed to come see our house next Saturday. It's Riverfest Days so maybe we'll partake in some activities.

8. I love Chuch Taylors.

9. I took pictures yesterday for the first time in months and months. It was totally fun and I realized how much I missed doing it.

10. I want a swimming pool in my backyard.

It once was

I cannot believe July is almost upon us. For me, the time has just flown by...

Speaking of time past, I was thinking of things the other day that I miss, that I haven't done or heard about in a long time. So, I thought I'd share them with you and see if I can't spark a few good memories for you also.

1. Cat's Cradle- the game with the string and the different hand movements. I loved this game and found it's fascinating to see how long we could keep going. I never hear nor see little kids, particulary girls playing this.

2. Hide and Seek- I havent' played this game in so long. I was driving the other day with my windows open. I saw three boys in the front yard, then saw two of them run off, with the third one standing by a basketball hoop, his forearm covering his eyes and resting against the pole. It was the 100-99-98-97 that brought me back. My favorite hiding spot is no longer there, the bush I'd hide behind is gone. The other trick, to slide under the fence into the neighbor's yard, is also not an option since the fence is gone and there's no way I'd fit under the fence nowadays.

3. Water fights- The neighbor kids were having a water fight a week ago. It was turning dusk, but the heat was still present. We could hear their giggles and screams as they soaked each other. I haven't had water fight since I was in high school. I burnt my eyelids that summer. Something I don't recommend.

4. Friends- I don't have many friends in this neck-of-the-woods and if I am true, I'm awful lonely. I sometimes need some girl talk.

5. Snow pants- I don't see children walk to school in snow pants or snow suits anymore. I remember them so clearly and how you could stay outside for hours in them. I remember the buckles to the straps and the wonderful clicking sound they made. Although, I don't think I'd know what to do with them if I had a pair. I could make snow angels, but would quickly bore of that and alas, there are no hills in this part of the country.

6. Sleepovers- Staying up all night, talking about boys, giggling, and most importantly, not sleeping.

7. The sun- I remember just going outside as a child. My back exposed, my arms and legs sticking out, and no sunscreen, no worries of sunburn. Now, I watch for pinkness, I try to plan when I will be outside, I wear hats if out for prolonged periods, put on sunscreen SPF 50, etc. Not only do I fear the pain that sunburn brings, but the longer lasting consequences of cancer.

8. Being Ignorant About Cancer- Once it touches you, it's everywhere. It's a horrible disease, comes in too many forms to keep track of, and can be so sneaky. It'll slip from your skin to your liver, to your brain, it find its way into your blood, into your bones, and leave you unable to fight. The treatments take your energy, your hair, make you feel sicker than the cancer itself, and then sometimes it takes your hope when the treatments no longer work. *curb stomps cancer*

9. Not Being Called "Ma'am"- I am a ma'am now. It's awful. I feel too young for that title. I feel I don't look old enough to be a ma'am but I know I am.

10. Never having had a cute body- I never got to wear a bikini or sexy clothes. Never had that chance. I am sad about this. I always wanted to wear the newest clothes, the cutest little shirts, the fun shorts, but could not. Had to settle for what was out there and even still, what's out there isn't always a great choice.

Certain Shades of Pink

The sun finally shown, the sky finally blue not gray, and my skin finally warm with heat felt this weekend melt.

I am also coming to realize that I am unsure why I ever wore pants in the summer if I was going to be outside. Trends, fads, and peer pressure, brought me to pants once. There was also another reason, but all the reasons are now gone. I show my legs, bright white and with thighs that rub together. I show my feet, no pedicures for this girl. I am not ashamed of skin, of dimpled fat, of myself. So, here I come.

Problem with it? Too bad, then don't look. Ah, how the tortures of childhood always stay with us. Always defensive. Always ready to fight.

So, anyway. Glad it's sunny, warm, and finally looking like summer. However, that date looms before me. Big NEON sign with July 17, 7-17, with 17s all over, with cancer all over it, with black touches of death all over it, pulses in my head.

So, perhaps I shall place suntan lotion on my skin in the shapes of 17's and stand out in the sun, tanning myself into cancer but whitening myself in a 17 montage. Perhaps not also.