Thursday, July 24, 2014

Things are starting to look up.

Finally, too.

I finished knitting a cowl a coworker over at Wilson had requested a couple weeks ago, so that's getting a wash and sent out tomorrow. And a friend over on GhostVillage asked about commissioning a couple somethings once that was finished up, so going to get details from her on what she'd like. Plus Dr. Myers (Bruce's and my doctor. Love the woman to bits, and I've only had one official appointment with her and went to Bruce's Monday with him and mom and she remembered the knitting.) half-jokingly said about having me knit her a sweater. Which I just may do for Yule/Christmas. Saw one in the latest Knitscene magazine that would look good on her.

Well, that's all I have for now. Hopefully, I can get a flipping camera soon, so I can start posting photos of the knits in progress again... Even if it's a cheap point and shoot digital. Preferably a Nikon, because I actually like how the one I had worked.

TTYS,
Kat

Monday, July 21, 2014

Thank the Goddess THAT went well!

Dad had h is doctor's appointment today, and thankfully, it went better than mom and I thought it would. Dr. Myers (who's also my doc, and oh how I love her.) actually talked him into going for the tests he's been putting off because he's afraid his insurance won't pay for it/ that it's too damn expensive. So, score one there.

Score two is that she told him that he has to eat when he starts getting hungry, to keep his blood sugar level. Otherwise he gets all kinds off pissed off and suicidal. I don't mean your run of the mill hangry bit, I mean full blown, I'm honestly afraid he's going to hurt me, mom or one of the furbabies we have left angry. And yes, I told her that during the appointment, in front of him.

Score two and a half: He's finally got a walker! His breathing troubles have gotten to the point that he can't go the ten feet from our front door to the car without having to lean on the trunk to catch his breath. For the record, he's got emphysema, and the last time he had his chest scanned, he had a nodule in one of his lungs that just may've gotten worse. Now, hopefully, the insurance company will pay the other 85 % of the walker cost.

Score three: I ran into one of my schoolmates/neighbors from Long's Gap Road when we were waiting on the scrip for the walker and a test for him, and we recognized each other pretty quickly. Though, he remembered my name before I remembered his. (Yes, I've always been bad with putting names with faces. This is nothing  new, and kind of a running jokeish with most folks who know me.)

Well, that's all for now. Hopefully, the rest of the effing anvil of crappy luck will get off soon. (Prayers/spells/what have you welcome to help with that, because honestly? We need all the help we can get right now.)

Well, I'll talk to y'all later!
Kat

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Well... Sadie passed on around 11:30 am EST today... Mom and I are pretty down about it, and mom wants to rearrange/clean out hers and dad's room so she isn't reminded as much of her, Nala, and Sammy the cat. Can't blame her, since that's where the three of them spent a lot of time. And we've agreed that once the three we have now pass on, we aren't getting any more furbabies. We just lost 3 within 2 weeks, and we're still trying to cope with that.

Anyway... If y'all have furkids, make sure to keep them deflead, and deflea your home.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Rant, again.

I can't fucking take arsehat anymore. We've lost two cats within the last... two or three weeks, one of whom was because he threw her after getting pissed off at her going for the other's throat. And I don't mean a light throw, I mean a full-on, hit the other wall with a thud throw. She disappeared, and wound up dying three or four days later because he can't keep a damn lid on his fucking temper. I admit to having one, but it takes a helluva lot (outside of jackass) to trigger it, plus I'm a receptive empathy with really sucky shielding. So, when he starts pulling his shit, I'll  usually find my temper getting worse, and best indicator of how bad it is is how much I'm cursing like a fuckin' pirate. I curse some normally, but as my temper gets worse, so does the cursing.

What's pissing me off now is that we have another kitty who likely isn't going to survive the night, and mom told asshole to go get a can of liquid cat nourishment stuff while she was at work. Did he get it? Nope. Now she's really doing bad, and he's pulling his stupid shit. Mom's trying to take care of Sadie and make sure he eats, and it's just stressful as fuck.

On a semi-related note, he wound up rescheduling his doctors appointment from the 7th to the 21st, which meant I had to take another fucking vacation day. And mom and I are going in with him so we can tell his doctor what exactly is going on with him. The way he's acting, he just may be either Hypoglycemic or diabetic. Either one wouldn't surprise me one fucking bit.

Anyway, I know I haven't had much to post besides ranting on asswhore lately, but I need to rant to someone other than Mom (she deals with him too.), or to my coworkers (They don't live with him.), but I've gotta get it out or I'm going to get a shit ton more migraines, and I don't like those any more than I like him.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Of idiots and their obsession with computers of their own, and a business idea

Bruce finally has his own computer!

Yes, y'all read that right.

Asshat got his computer this past week. Granted it's a reconditioned one from our Internet provider, but it shut his ass up about wanting one. Though, he nearly drove Mom and me crazy when she installed anti-virus and Internet security programs on it because it took damn near forever to download for him. No, we don't have dial-up anymore since we switched to wireless. Still say we need faster, but that'll be when we price it and agree to how the bills will be split.

Business idea

I've been kicking the idea of a local shop catering to people in the Goth subculture in my area/town for a bit. Mainly handcrafted things from crafters in the area, possibly with a few commercially made items. I do know that there are a few younger Goths where I work, but don't necessarily know how widespread the subculture is in Carlisle. I'm pretty sure that there's enough in south central Pennsylvania to support a Hot Topic over in the Capital City Mall, though. But I know I don't always like having to drive 20-40 minutes over to Shiremanstown just for one or two stores, when we could probably support a similar store in town and support local artists/crafters in the process. But we'll see how that goes.

And don't forget to let me know what y'all think in the comments! Please?
Kat

Monday, May 26, 2014

Dave Batista Fanvideo





This is something I made a couple of years ago on my old laptop. Kind of embarrassing looking back...

Memorial Day


I hope you all take some time to remember our veterans and those who gave their lives in service. I know of a few folks in my family, both mom's and dad's side, who served in and after WWII.

On dad's side, Granddad was part of the Occupational Forces in Japan and taught Japanese in Korea. Sooner or later, I'll have to get in touch with Uncle Craig to get the full history about his side of the family.

Below, I asked mom to write about her family:

Hi, I'm Kat's mom. I had four uncles, three of which served in WW II. Uncles Jim and Eugene were in the Marine Corps in the South Pacific. Uncle Jim was with the first group of Marines that landed on Guadalcanal. Uncle Eugene was with the second landing and they ran into each other. They both survived. Jim was career Marine, met his future wife while in the Korean War. She was a nurse, I think. And it might have been when he was sent home. He never went back to  Long Island, lived in Orange County, Calif.  Eugene served his time in the Corp and went home to Long Island, got married etc, etc . Uncle Bob was in the Seabees during the War. After the War, he went home to Long Island. Uncle Tom never served, remember the movie "Saving Private Ryan"?  I don't what my dad did. He might not have been old enough.
 
 
That's all for now, and I'll leave y'all with this reminder: Today is not all about hot sales, it's about remembering those who fought and died for us.
 
 

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Of desk agravation and lurkers

Desk bullshit

Well... I ordered a desk the other week from OfficeMax here in town, had it delivered, and started to set it up when I got it... Only to run into a problem with the top board on the hutch being bowed. Not a little bit that I could work around, either. I left it sit for a week or two with the bow facing the ceiling to see if that would get it to lessen some. Went to work on it today, bow's still there and I'm missing a baggie of pieces to hold the hutch door hinge pins in the top and bottom boards. I wound up so pissed off at it that I wound up cursing at it and leaving the house completely to get away from it before I found a way to destroy it. I did put a couple heavyish objects on both ends of the top board to at least try to straighten it out some. Don't think it'll work, but it's worth a shot. And I'll have to call the company to get a replacement on the hinge bits. We'll see how that goes.

Lurkers

I know y'all are reading this blog. I've been tracking the stats most of the times I've checked in, and asked for feedback in the posts, and yet... YOU DON'T EFFING COMMENT!!!! Why? Am I really that damned boring?!? Shit...

And for my Ghostvillage readers, The above is not aimed at you. Posting after I've let you know I've posted is ok with me. It's the lurkers who aren't on GV and don't comment here that are pissing me the hell off.

Anyway, I hope y'all have a good week!