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Watching Super 8 last night, I had a surreal moment where I realized I wasted my childhood crush on the wrong brother. Huh. So 30 years later, it finally dawns on me. No wonder it took me so long to sort out my love life and get it right with Ashe.

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You can hand someone fridge magnets in the shape of two two's and a plus sign, but you can't get them to figure out they should make four.

Seriously, you have all the information to figure it out, you're aware none of us tell you anything important, you're aware what we think of your unending gossip and passive aggressive shit, but you are unable to figure out that unending gossip and passive aggressive shit is WHY you're basically cut out? Really?

Grar. No one on LJ, just venting about something stupid.

Passport in paw, paperwork filled out. Sometimes life goes right. Got my packing list done, and now just have a few more details to finish up and then I'm ready to go.

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ARGH! I can't figure out what in the hoolies I did with my passport. Found Ashe's, but mine has gone to wherever runaway passports hide. Argh, I wanna get all our paperwork done and filled out and concentrate on getting my packing list ready and the luggage cleaned up.

I really should work on the luggage thing this weekend, and figure out if mine is still good or if I need to borrow mom's. Our luggage is a really old second hand set from Grandma that has served us well for years, but is on it's last strings of life and trying to sign a DNR order against us. :) I feel for it, but luggage is expensive dang it. LIVE FOR ME!

I also think it wouldn't hurt me to pack a lot of the stuff we're not using, like the sunscreen lotion and the sunscreen hair spray(glorious stuff, keeps your scalp from burning in your part without putting greasy lotion in your hair!) and aloe and things like that. Mainly because I'm bored right now anyway, and having to look things up and replace/pack them would give me something to do I suppose.

Could be Grandma guilt, all those years of "are you packed yet???" percolating in my brain because she's not here to hound me about it. I really really miss my Grandma. Deciding to go on this cruise and booking it has really brought that home, Grandma was always interested in our adventures and we talked often during my vacation planning processes no matter what it was, she liked to hash over every detail with me in anticipation, we used to sit and look at the online itenerary and deck plans, and go over the excursion options even if I knew what I wanted to do already. Ashe just gets annoyed when I try to squee over things with him. We used to have so much fun, and she's not there anymore. Even if she did hound me about packing four months before we decided to actually even go on a trip. :)

There was a package from her under the tree, the label even in her writing, and how freakout that moment was. She always shopped way early, and especially for me, she bought my gifts while she was on vacation in Myrtle Beach. I love turtles, so she usually looked to get me something on vacation as it was easier to find turtles. It shouldn't have surprised me, but it did all the same.

Wow, this post took a surprising tone into the depressing. I think I'm going to slink off now and try to reorganize my thoughts.

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I found myself yelling "Would you please stop licking my pants?"

Yeah, that about sums up my day. :) And it's horrifyingly cold outside. I'm SO happy to be inside! And dreading the urgent grocery need that will make me go OUTSIDE again when Ashe gets home.

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So we're de-ornamenting the tree, and we both look it over, and they are all gone. Feeling please, we retreat to the living room, sit down, and I glance into the dining room to see...one glittering ornament clinging mockingly to the tree. GRRR! Seriously? And it was front center no less.

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Just bought cruise number 5. WOOT! Caribbean, I'm coming back to you!!! And it's another just Ashe and me one. I'm also excited about number six next year, with mom and Danny and hopefully a very good friend of mine (and any others who'd like to explore Bermuda with us!).

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Different computer, different settings, same error when I try to reply to a comment from my e-mail? *smirks* YOu get the Angry Guar icon! I so miss guar, they should have Guar in Skyrim. :(

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I am so cold. Bring on the summer now, kay? :) Hope my family is enjoying the warmth down in the Caribbean, because Ohio is a vengeful bitch and going to make them pay for daring to go be warm when they get back!

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For those of you that actaully know me well, ya know that I'm not squirrely about my age. I just turned 39 (Seriously, born in 72, and 39 for the first and only time, will be 40 next year, I promise! ) and don't care who knows it. I think the whole have to pretend to be younger thing is stupid actually.

HOWEVER, I am starting to understand the whole age is not just a number thing. A few years ago I started sleeping whole nights at cons and Jen's, I just couldn't keep the entire four days on a two hour maximum of sleep going anymore. Then I noticed my beef issues were worse, and I had to relearn my tolerance levels vs. red meat dietary needs all over again.

Now...

my motion sickness finally seems to be extending to boats, which have NEVER bothered me. :( IT was my one no worry travel form! This sucks. You're body really does change in weird subtle ways as well as the expected greying and wrinkles and such. Luckily I respond really well to the seasick stuff they have on the ships. :) Or that could have been really miserable.

The change has also failed to deter Ashe and I from putting in a two year plan to do an 11 day southern carribbean cruise. Anyone wanna join the planning? IT could be a fun group thing! :)

Well, I'm off to get dressed, we have to finish getting home today. I've never been gone from home quite this long before, I miss my pooch, cats, and turtle. :)

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Awake and listening to the sounds of the scrapyard, crunching metal is an interesting sound. It would be creepy quiet if not for the work going on over there. I'm all ready for work, just killing the last few minutes before time to make the drive.

I'm not overly fond of my husband's work schedule right now, but like everthing else it's temporary, and I can deal with anything for a reasonable limit of time except crazy people. :)

So may big plans for the day are work, come home, and do laundry. I ahte doing laundry, and always wait til it's a crisis. I tried doing it a bit at a time for the 'you'll see it's so much less work' factor, and found out that doing it that way let laundry dominate my life, at least this way I only deal with it once a week instead of every other day. Sometimes it doesn't pay to take advice.

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Wow, it's been a really long time. I"m also not promising it won't be a really long time again before I write anything else either. :) Especially since WIndows just took a nasty crash as I was midway through writhing this and I have to start over. X_X

So here's the major breakdowns. : )

Marriage: I really did get it right the second time around. Despite the rough times lately, we're still fine, still love each other, and my day still lights up when he walks in the room, despite 12 years together. :) YAY! I can't imagine every needing anyone but him, he's the world to me.

Financial: Getting by. Despite my worst fears, largely a holdover from my first marriage, since he's been laid off we've still been able to make ends meet, and he's getting more and more interviews lately. *hopes* The only down side is the lack of insurance, but millions are facing that also, so I can hardly complain like ti's somehow just me and I'm alone. It's scary, but we'll just keep doing our best to sort it all out.

Health: Everyone is doing well right now, hoping to stay that way.

Family: Always crazy. It was a rough year though, my grandmother hit the point where she's still alive, but who she was is gone. She doesn't know who I am, or even that I existed. Ashe's grandmother passed away recently.

Day to day living: I dove into the world of Duneons and Dragons online. For a year now. Seriously, me, playing a mmo for a year. I'm a guild leader. What the hell? Seriously, I dont' think it would have lasted past my normal 5 week interest mark if not for the awesome freinsd I have made. Half the time we are just sitting around in the game just talking and not playing. They are awesome people like my oafs, that I can hear and interact with, not just text. And some I have met in person, and had an awesome time doing so. I have another irl meetup coming in two weeks yay! One of the other guys I already met is going to, so I'll get to visit with another freind for the first time and a fun one again. : ) It's been awesome,a nd since it went free to play, it's been our main source of entertainment. Turbine had to make tough choices after a disaster wtih Atari, and they experimented with the free to play model, where you can play the game, but limited parts. You can monthly sub for access to everything, grind out favor to buy everything and never pay a dime if you are patient enough, or a middle of the road where you buy points and spend themonly on what you want. Ashe and I are the middle of the road group. : ) He's big into it too, one of my officers, and we'v been having fun.

Although I'm kind of thinking of quitting my guild (my own guild!) because I'm on a server that's a lot like high school. I just thought it was a mmo gamer thing, until on the advice of a good freind I tried the others and found one I really like the culture of. Who knew the different servers actually had different cultures? So if any of you play ddo on Sarlona server, look up Waterssong. :)

Everything else: I'm learning the art (with some awesome successes!) of crockpot cooking. Been condenscing things down, getting rid of stuff I never use. Hanging iwth ashe, playing games, watching Vampire Diaries that he downloads for me, and generally trying to get out of the depression I got sucked into last year. Fighting off the apathy, and trying to reconnect with you guys. :)

Depressions sucks, but I'm winning. Becaue I want to. I'm not waiting for someone or something to save me, I'll save myself thank you very much.

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The turtle is home victorious over OSHAland!

So I left at 6 am, and got home at 4:30. Long day. Leaving at 6 am meant should have gotten there at 7:30 with plenty of time to figure out parking and such, but oh no! It was Silent Hill foggy the minute I turned onto 37 all the way to Columbus. So I got there at 8:15, but still good.

I found a garage just one block away, and after missing the turn in circled around successfully and got into it. LOL Because you all know I totally lack a sense of direction, I verified with the booth attendant that the con center was where I thought it was, and he was so nice, he not only verified, he also showed me where to park so that I was right next to the door that let out on the side of the main doors I had to go to!

So I get to registration, and the line isn't too bad. I get in the A-E line, and get up there, to find out I'm one of the lucky half whose badges didn't print for whatever reason, and had to get in the onsite registration. I'm like okay, there are only four people ahead of me, this is fine. And proceed to wait forty five minutes, because the printers werent' working. FInally they tell us to just go to our classes with our pre-reg printouts. Well, I stil have 45 minutes before first class, so I run down to subway to get a breakfast sammich. :) I check again after doing that, and the printers are working! Yay! A badge! And they even printed my schedule on the back of the badge, which was really nice since like every convention I have ever been at, the room numbers in the book were wrong. :)

Thanks to my time at Ohaycon, I knew my way around the actual convention center, and had no problems finding things. :) ALthough i was really sad to be in a place I associate with constant entertainment and my best freinds like that and surrounded by business cards and suits instead. Meh.

The laptops and/or projectors acted up in every class of course. :) The first two, challenges facing workplaces from abuse of legal drugs and general osha standard reforms were interesting, and I could follow just fine. Then a long break, and the last class was about the type of policies available for workman's comp, and my eyes went swirly. I've never had to anytyhing to do with that psrt, so no frame of reference.

So then I go to the kiosk to print out my forms, luckily I did because I didn't want to deal with printing them from home, despite getting my badge and having it scanned at every class, I only got credit for one. Grar. So then I had to go to the help room and they're going to manually credit me, apparently it was happening to a great many people.

So I make it back to my car on the first tray, and pick up the directions Ashe gave me to go home, which was a good thing since they were different from going there. And there was a cute little note on them about 'follow this to come home turtle!' alone with directions to the nearest White Castle. YAY! SO I get WC takeout, scarf that up, and drive home, stopping at work to report in and give them my stuff, and got home at 4:30.

YAY!

Now I'm on vacation til Monday. WOOT! STill gotta get up insanely early tomorrow though. But that will be a better prize than anything I got today...OPAL TIME!