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Oct. 18th, 2010

The great popsicle mould hunt of 2010

So spring started out hot, as most springs here do.  Knowing that it would only getting hotter, and looking for a way to keep my popsicle budget down, I started looking for moulds.  I knew EVERYONE had them when I was a kid - you got them at Tupperware sales, or the dollar store, or even the drug store.  Off I went looking for them.

I could not find them.  I went every place imaginable looking for them.  I'd be in a store with Steve and say, "Wait!  I want to see if I can find them!" or we'd drive by a store and I'd say "Oh wait!  I want to go look there for the popsicle moulds!"  Yet, I never found them.  Sure, I could have ordered them online, but the cheapest ones on Amazon were like ten bucks.  I wasn't paying THAT for a few bits of plastic that EVERYONE had growing up.  

I started out with grand ideas - fruit season was upon us, and the farmer's markets were TEAMING with the most wonderful fresh fruits available.  Being that this is Texas, our growing season starts early and goes late, but there's nothing like some May strawberries or July peaches.  There was so much I could DO with them, so many wonderful combinations of fruit and juice to put into moulds and make into the YUMMIEST popsicles ever... never mind what would happen if I slipped a bit of local clover honey into the blender.  So much to make... and no way to make them.

I'd long given up my quest for them, having resolved to just buy some online before next season and be done with it, when I rounded the corner onto the juice isle at the local Walmart.  Lo and Behold.... hanging at the corner of the isle... there they were!  Walmart is the only place that sells the juice boxes in the flavor the boys like, so I know I've been down that isle roughly once a week for the last 8 months... but there they were.  And now, they are mine.  In fact, I'm going to go back and get more in case something happens.  Because you can never be too careful.

Oh, and they were only $1.99.  I KNEW they were out there, but really.. it's almost Nov.  Couldn't I have found them a BIT sooner???

And a BIG happy belated birthday to my friend Josh, who I bribed into reading my blog.  He's another Fangfan, and follow him on Twitter - @darthsevere!  Happy Birthday!

Deb

Oct. 15th, 2010

Whoaboy, what a ride...

So, I got sick.  And everyone else around here is battling things.  There could probably be germ warfare developed in this house.  Really, it's not cool.

And I discovered a major bug with the latest release of Ubuntu.  It totally flipped my dvd drive out.  Totem wouldn't go near it, and VLC was like something out of the exorcist when it tried.  And I couldn't even tell if it was the hardware or if it was actually an upgrade issue, so at last resort, I reinstalled my laptop to it's factory settings.  (Thank you, Dell, for at least having that option)  My dvd drive worked wonderfully in that state.  Unfortunately, factory settings are like caveman 1.0, and I really was in love with Lucid, so I tried to upgrade straight to that by editing the filesource folder and pulling the upgrade.  (Hey, this came suggested to me by a good friend who knows Linux extremely well.  I wasn't just making stuff up.)  Should have worked fine.  Except an error got returned while unpacking up the upgrade and it completely aborted.  And now can't boot because it seems to be confused as all hell.

Like I said, we're all sick here, and that includes Steve, so hopefully he won't mind me being on his computer all day while I try to get this resolved.  I could just do the system restore again, but then I'd be stuck doing all the upgrades through upgrade manager, and since I've got a few distros to go through, it will be a pain.  I need to do some research on the forums though, and my head still hurts from combing them trying to find a solution to the dvd problem.  I actually woke up with an eyestrain headache in the middle of the night.

I think I've gotten about 10 hours sleep total this week.  It's bad.  I'm having a serious problem with inappropriate laughter right now.  Things that are really not supposed to be funny are cracking me up. Like my child choking on a poptart.  That bad.  So let's just hope I don't get any bad news today...

Oct. 11th, 2010

Just playing around in GIMP...

Oct. 10th, 2010

101010 = 42 = The answer to life, the universe, everything... Oh and Ian Somerhalder is yummy.

 
101010 - The day that Ubuntu 10.10 gets released.  And, as I am either insanely stupid or insanely delusional, I've already upgraded.  No major bugs so far (because Lord only knows, I still have such limited knowledge of Linux that I am lost without my handy pocket guide) and somehow my computer is running even faster than it was before.  Either that, or my typing speed is just really fast from all the coffee I've had today.  That's still in debate.  But ANYWAY, I am having one little issue: the sound from Pidgin is staticy.  Now, really though, is that such a bad thing?  It just encouraged me to disable the sound on the damn program, so now I'm not hearing 'ba-dump' everytime someone IM's me or logs in or out.  So really, it just forced me to do something I should have done months ago.  I'm reading on the forums though that a lot of people are having trouble booting.  Um... yeah, I don't even know how screwed I'd be if that happened to me; I'd probably have just started convulsing and died.  Glad that didn't happen.
 

I really hope I don't have to explain what is significant about the number 42.  If I do, you are not my friend, I don't love you, and never talk to me again.  However, in honor of it, I give you the following: 

There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened.

That is my favorite quote ever from the series.  And I really think that's the answer to life, the universe, and everything.  Douglas Adams, you are my HERO and may you forever rest in peace.

However, in spite of the two epic things that I mentioned, when I decided it was time to change my desktop, I went for the obvious.  I went for the Twitter-persona's choice.  This is now my desktop:
 





I'm only kinda Team Dalena though.  See... I think she whines too much for him.  She's very "Woe is me", and it's kind of annoying.  And I kinda just want him for myself :p

So that's that, folks.  I hope you enjoy your Sunday, and I look forward to seeing you again soon :)

 

 

Oct. 9th, 2010

@iansomerhalder can't decide which shirt to buy at #HotT... on Twitpic

@iansomerhalder can't decide which shirt to buy at #HotT... on Twitpic

Will probably start blogging again soon... about The Vampire Diaries.  In the mean time, omg YUM.  And, uh, what fun would it be to be compelled by Stefan?  You wouldn't remember what happened.  Blah.

And hell, I'll take Damon-Ian-hellevenBoone anyday :)

Sep. 24th, 2010

I'm assuming no one reads this anymore...

so I'm just going to vamp out.  Sorry if there are people that actually do.

I am loving season two of the vampire diaries.  Seriously, so awesome.  I missed blogging about the first few episodes of the season, and if I weren't so lazy, I'd go back and do them.  But, I am, so I'm just going to pick up with episode 203: Bad Moon Rising.  And with no particular method to my madness.

Caroline makes an awesome vamp.  Her issues are *fun* issues, as opposed to Vicki, who just had crackwhore issues.  And I can't wait to see what happens with mommydearest.  Will she catch on that Caro is a vamp now?  Will she notice the pretty new ring she has that seems to look a lot like the rings that the Salvatore brothers wear?  Or will she continue to live in lala land, hunting vampires with the help of Damon?  And where the heck IS she anyway?  Did she not notice her daughter sulking around in the dark for days on end?  Her daughter just made a miraculous recovery from a serious accident; is she SO wrapped up at work?  Nothing's even going on there as far as we know.  AND she's our only inside on the council - which now consists of whom?  The Lockwood widow, Liz... and???  We know she's still trying to figure out who attacked John, so where the heck IS she???

Speaking of the Lockwoods... Mason has a LOT of explaining to do to poor Tyler.  Shouldn't SOMEONE have clued him in by now though?  Hello, MOM had the perfect opportunity to tell him about the curse, when he brought up the cellar.  So did Mason.  Were they really going to let that poor kid (sigh... I'm calling TYLER a poor kid again - what's WRONG with me???) phase without telling him what was up first?  Yeah, THAT seems like a good idea... hmmm... I'm Tyler... but now.. I'm a wolf... and now I'm attacking my 'friends' (does Tyler even HAVE real friends?)... hmmm... I wonder if there's something going on someone should have told me about before now???  Why all the secrecy, people?  Are you really just HOPING it doesn't happen to him, even though it apparently happened to his father and happens to his uncle?  UGH!

So... the folklore chick went all Buffy on Elena, thinking she was Katherine.  And Damon takes the arrow for her.  And Elena proceeds to be a manipulative bitch to him.  This is NOT endear her to me.  I know she has a very valid reason for being mad at him; killing Jeremy wasn't cool.  And of course, no, he didn't actually know Jeremy had the ring.  But he's trying to make it up to her, and she's just using him.  Playing with him.  Calling her out on it was probably my favorite Damon moment of the season so far - saying that she and Katherine had more in common than just looks.  He's grown up a lot since finding out Katherine wasn't in the tomb and it's nice to see him really standing up for his interests instead of just being a jerk.  But I feel so awful for him.  Right now, Jeremy is being more reasonable than Elena is, and for whiny little Jeremy, that's saying a lot.

And I am PISSED at Bonnie's attitude.  She ASKED Damon to give Caroline blood to heal her.  So Damon does it (for Elena again, but does it regardless) and of course, Katherine comes along and vamps Caroline.  To fuck with Elena.  And yet... Damon is the bad guy and now Caroline has to fear Bonnie's wrath?  I get it; Bonnie hates vamps.  But if it weren't for her asking for the favor from Damon, Caroline wouldn't even BE a vamp!  I guess I just really don't get her motivations.  Maybe she doesn't either.  But she needs to figure out where her loyalties lie before I bitchslap her, because she's pretty much treating everyone like shit, and that's a pretty poor excuse for a friend.  Why the hell is she even hanging around them at this point?

So... those are my thoughts on this week's episode.  For myself.  If anyone DOES stumble upon this and wants to read or comment or whatever, feel free :)






 

Jun. 1st, 2010

Writer's Block: High school musical

If you had to choose a theme song for your middle or high school years, what would it be, and why?

Well, I don't really have writer's block, but I liked the idea of this blog, especially since yesterday's blog was about Kent.  And given that my high school years were split, I'd have to split the theme song too.  So, to start, I'm going with the easy one: middle school.

Middle school.... ah, the early 90's.  What a wonderful time in my life :p  I was lonely and depressed and thought I'd never fit in.  Every month it seemed like I had a different group of friends; none of them stuck around, and most of them I didn't particularly care for.  My elementary school friends had all changed, and there were more fallings out than I can even remember.  Living on the Edge by Aerosmith is the first thing I thought of, but I'm not sure I like it for this purpose.  Free to Decide by The Cranberries fits pretty well too.  And I'm kinda stuck there, so we're on...

The first few years of high school, I spent in Westerville.  That can pretty much be divided into two groups: band, and youth group.  Wild, crazy rides during which I learned a lot about myself but wouldn't understand those lessons for years to come.  This song is easy: Standing Outside the Fire, by Garth Brooks.

Kent... is not so easy, for the reasons I mentioned in yesterday's blog.  There's a couple of songs that fit: Blowing in the Wind, by Bob Dylan.  That one particularly because of me being so closed up to what could have been a really great experience.  The other is So Much to Say, by The Dave Matthews Band.  The lyrics fit perfectly.

I probably could have gone into this more, but I'm really not in the mood, and it's hard with Spongebob blaring in the background.  While I wouldn't relieve middle school for all the money in the world, nor do I wish to go back to high school in Westerville... I wish I could have a do-over with Kent.  I dream about that a lot.

May. 31st, 2010

Missing Kent, Missing High School, Missing Missed Times

It's been far too long since I've blogged.  I've thought about it, but haven't.  I'm sorry, between school and the boys and moving, I've been busy.  But I've got the next six weeks off of school (against my will, but that's another story) so I'll try to more.  Aaaaanyway...

I was going through some pictures today and found one from high school.  I'd kept it in a frame for years, but stole the frame back when I had Cyrus, put the picture in an envelope, and forgotten about it until now.  It was taken spring of my senior year, on the band/orchestra trip to Gatlinburg.  It was taken at one of those old-time photo places where you dress up and pose in period clothing... somehow this group of us (they were all orchestra, I was band) ended up getting one done.  Complete with firearms and bottles of liquor (myself, I'm holding a bottle of JD - foreshadowing, lol?).  

It's the greatest picture, and it made me think a little bit about the end of senior year, when we were high on the idea of graduating and had some serious senioritis.  What shocks me though is not what I remember, but how I remember it.  How I see it now that I'm older.  How I see all of high school really.

I have regrets about Kent.  I didn't want to move.  I resisted making friends, tried not to get close to anyone.  Fell for the wrong guys, never thought that the people I was with truly got me like I was sure someone else out there would (people in Westerville, no doubt).  And I hate that now.  I could have had so much more fun - I should have spent more time with the people in that picture, and the ones in other pictures.  I don't have pictures of the guys who ignored me, or the girls who snubbed me, or of the casts for the plays I didn't get cast for... I have pictures of the people who I had fun with.  Who I liked, and more importantly, who liked me.  For who I was; not who I wanted to be, or who I wanted to be with.  People who liked me for me alone.  I wish I could have realized how much they meant at the time.

It's kinda risky even blogging this, because I'm sure the person could be identified easily enough... but there was a guy in that group.  I had a HUGE crush on him.  And I don't remember what stopped me.  The reasons I remember don't seem like they should have been enough.  But they were, and it kinda makes me sad, because he and I could have had fun together.  Don't get me wrong; I don't wish to change the present.  It's just the chance not taken.  There were a lot of those.  So many of those, and not just with him.

So any of you who read this - I don't know if you'll find it, feel compelled to read it, or recognize yourselves even if you do - thank you for the great times I had with you.  I wish I would have taken care to make more.

~D

Jan. 9th, 2010

I'm not slacking, I swear

I would have posted sooner but I woke up to the twilight zone of electricity. About 7:30, I hear static coming from Steve's speakers. Half awake, I turn the volume down and it doesn't help. So, I go to wake up Steve's computer. And it won't wake up, but the lights are on it. Weird. I decide to go to the bathroom, and turn on the light in there. That's when I discover it; our lights are dim. I try the fan and it comes on but very weakly. Intrieged, I try our other rooms. Same thing in all of them - anything requiring a lot of electricity is either not working (like the furnace) or half-working (like the lights).

I called Oncor and reported it, checked with the neighbors (theirs was the same way), called the landlord (because it was just weird), and went on with my day. We left early to run errands and go to a birthday party and now are at home again, enjoying working electricity. Off to dinner and possibly a party soon, so I don't have time to post much. Anyway, this would have been a lot more interesting today (I had a pretty good idea for a blog) but with the way the morning went, it will have to wait until tomorrow.

D

Jan. 8th, 2010

Return of the Friday Five!

 And... I'm reviving the Friday Five.  Five fun things (okay, quizzes included) I find around the web!


Oh ONN, how do I love you?



You Are Freaky and Funny



You're the type of person who can sit all day without feeling bored or boring others.

You find the world entertaining. There's always something going on that you can riff on.



You give a first impression of being eccentric. Luckily, most people find your weird ways to be highly entertaining.

You are an armchair philosopher. You are constantly developing your unique, quirky take on life.


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You Are a Doll
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You've always been a nurturing person, even when you were too young to nurture anyone else.

You tend to be very socially oriented. Other people matter to you, and you are very compassionate.



You are naturally intuitive and understanding. You love people for who they are.

It makes you feel valued to be needed. You like have others depending on you, and you're always happy to lend a hand.
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You Are A Car



You're the type of person who likes to do things your way. You're a little stubborn.

You're very expressive and a true individual. You don't like to compromise.



You are a very private person. You value your alone time.

While you may seem self centered to some, you are actually very cooperative when you need to be.


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You Are A Car



You Are a Hazelnut Latte



You often having the craving for something exotic. You get bored easily.

You are a true adventurer. Nothing makes you happier than traveling.



You're a very cosmopolitan and worldly person. You have sophisticated tastes.

You have a keen attention to detail. Little things matter to you - you are a bit of a perfectionist.


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