So, Mary is due tomorrow, and Theo does not seem like he wants to leave his nice, warm sac of amniotic fluid yet. She is to be induced on the day before my birthday, which, might I say, would be the best birthday present of all. Ever. Little Theo!!! We want to see you!! Come out!!
The "Let's Coax Theo Out of the Womb" Playlist. (It's all Rockabye Baby ;) )
Bohemian Rhapsody
Highway to Hell
Back in Black
Yellow Submarine
Hells Bells
Dear Prudence
Under Pressure
Debaser
Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
We love you, Theo!! Come out and play with us!!!
Love always,
Auntie K
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Feliz Cumpleanos...
.....on another note, I would like to take a moment to remember my mother on her birthday. Happy birthday, mama. I wicked miss playing Scrabble with you.
Stay classy, San Diego
So, I just slept literally for 13.5 hours, not including the several times I nodded off with Kelly and Linda were here. I mean, normally, I would be proud, but I literally had to force myself out of bed to eat something and make a pot of coffee. Also, not sure if the coffee is just doing nothing, or making me more tired......but coffee = love, so cup of Sumatra #2 is sitting next to me.
It was really awesome to see Curly and Lindyhawk (Kelly and Linda)- haven't seen them since.....I think August 3rd? Actually no, so Curly then, haven't seen Lindy since July 5th. Crazy. Curly is still living in Hull and Lindy is living in Quincy, and both are so incredibly miserable, so being out of there for a day seemed to help. That and homemade pizza and apple pie ;) These two are the kind of friends that really make miss living in Boston, it's really hard to live so far from people who feel like family.
In other news, the referral lady from Hillcrest Hospital never called back yesterday (big surprise), and I am actually starting to form a genuine concern about the safety of my brain. Granted, I am still going to go hiking today (though Gwen has not telephoned, I am adamant that I will get out into nature), and if everything persists and/or gets worse after that, I will go back to the ER and let them have at me, because man......red tape and all of that is just RIDICULOUS and unnecessary.
On the brighter side of life, I feel like I've had my catharsis and have moved through the phase of being any sort of upset about Libby- including that last little bump of "Wow, I really hope she figures out what the hell she's doing with her life." It was probably the visit from Curly and Lindy. There comes a time when you realize that you can love people so big and so hard, but no matter what, you can't change them for the better at all, nor can you help them change for the better if they refuse your help. So it goes. So, today, I'm feeling a bit of satisfaction, I suppose, in not caring so much about someone who is unwilling to change anything about her life because she is comfortable being financially dependent on her parents and refuses to find a job in any other field than the one for which she received an M. Ed. in. (Administration in Higher Education is a pretty refined field.)
In celebration of said catharsis, I am unsure of how this will currently affect my musical choices. I suppose it will be regular music that I listen to when I feel.........good. OK. Normal. Fine. Well. Actually......pretty damn good. I think I just need to see my Curlyhawk and have her tell me I look and awful lot like Frodo. She's like....more of a sister to me than my twin sister, and not to be insulting, much closer.
BAMF! Music para ti!!!
Beerjacket- Belong In
Amos the Transparent- Lemons aka Little Fish, Big Pond
Barzin- Stayed Too Long in This Place
Metric- Succexy
Rocky Votolato- I'll Catch You
Radiohead- Like Spinning Plates (was just remembering how much I enjoyed Radio and Juliet)
Camera Obscura- Suspended from Class
Azure Ray- Displaced
The Commodores- Easy
Shakira- Dia de Enero (couldn't find and online mp3 for this one :( phooey)
Minus the Bear- El Torrente
It was really awesome to see Curly and Lindyhawk (Kelly and Linda)- haven't seen them since.....I think August 3rd? Actually no, so Curly then, haven't seen Lindy since July 5th. Crazy. Curly is still living in Hull and Lindy is living in Quincy, and both are so incredibly miserable, so being out of there for a day seemed to help. That and homemade pizza and apple pie ;) These two are the kind of friends that really make miss living in Boston, it's really hard to live so far from people who feel like family.
In other news, the referral lady from Hillcrest Hospital never called back yesterday (big surprise), and I am actually starting to form a genuine concern about the safety of my brain. Granted, I am still going to go hiking today (though Gwen has not telephoned, I am adamant that I will get out into nature), and if everything persists and/or gets worse after that, I will go back to the ER and let them have at me, because man......red tape and all of that is just RIDICULOUS and unnecessary.
On the brighter side of life, I feel like I've had my catharsis and have moved through the phase of being any sort of upset about Libby- including that last little bump of "Wow, I really hope she figures out what the hell she's doing with her life." It was probably the visit from Curly and Lindy. There comes a time when you realize that you can love people so big and so hard, but no matter what, you can't change them for the better at all, nor can you help them change for the better if they refuse your help. So it goes. So, today, I'm feeling a bit of satisfaction, I suppose, in not caring so much about someone who is unwilling to change anything about her life because she is comfortable being financially dependent on her parents and refuses to find a job in any other field than the one for which she received an M. Ed. in. (Administration in Higher Education is a pretty refined field.)
In celebration of said catharsis, I am unsure of how this will currently affect my musical choices. I suppose it will be regular music that I listen to when I feel.........good. OK. Normal. Fine. Well. Actually......pretty damn good. I think I just need to see my Curlyhawk and have her tell me I look and awful lot like Frodo. She's like....more of a sister to me than my twin sister, and not to be insulting, much closer.
BAMF! Music para ti!!!
Beerjacket- Belong In
Amos the Transparent- Lemons aka Little Fish, Big Pond
Barzin- Stayed Too Long in This Place
Metric- Succexy
Rocky Votolato- I'll Catch You
Radiohead- Like Spinning Plates (was just remembering how much I enjoyed Radio and Juliet)
Camera Obscura- Suspended from Class
Azure Ray- Displaced
The Commodores- Easy
Shakira- Dia de Enero (couldn't find and online mp3 for this one :( phooey)
Minus the Bear- El Torrente
Friday, October 16, 2009
So excited, I just can't hide it
So, haven't slept a wink, due to the excitement that Curlyhawk and Lindyhawk are leaving Hull around.....nowish. To come here! To Western Mass! To visit me!!! I miss my Curlyhawk so much.
In other news, I am having issues with my hair. I really want to grow it out, but I miss having the frohawk. I want to be able to look at least a tiny bit professional......but I already have that tiny patch of hair shaved off of my head, and it's tempting. Ideas?? Any random strangers reading this blog at all? I can show you the difference.
This is me with hair like I have now. Minus the lip ring. And my fake boyfriend. Isn't he pretty? Such a great fake boyfriend!
This is the flophawk. Spiked, a mohawk. Unspiked, a frohawk.
HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
It's not easy bein' afro d'easy.
Billy Idol- Rebel Yell
The Anniversary- Sweet Marie
Bear vs Shark- Ma Jolie
Atom and His Package- Undercover Funny
Pat Benatar- Heartbreaker
Emily Haines- Reading in Bed
Redman- Creepin'
Lionel Ritchie- Hello
The Butchies- It's Over
Brett Dennen- She's Mine
Phantom Planet- So I Fall Again
Wow. Maybe that was too mixy. Icing the cranium and laying down for a while.....and wondering if Curly will cut the fro.
In other news, I am having issues with my hair. I really want to grow it out, but I miss having the frohawk. I want to be able to look at least a tiny bit professional......but I already have that tiny patch of hair shaved off of my head, and it's tempting. Ideas?? Any random strangers reading this blog at all? I can show you the difference.
This is the flophawk. Spiked, a mohawk. Unspiked, a frohawk.This isn't the longest, but ponytail length.
HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
It's not easy bein' afro d'easy.
Billy Idol- Rebel Yell
The Anniversary- Sweet Marie
Bear vs Shark- Ma Jolie
Atom and His Package- Undercover Funny
Pat Benatar- Heartbreaker
Emily Haines- Reading in Bed
Redman- Creepin'
Lionel Ritchie- Hello
The Butchies- It's Over
Brett Dennen- She's Mine
Phantom Planet- So I Fall Again
Wow. Maybe that was too mixy. Icing the cranium and laying down for a while.....and wondering if Curly will cut the fro.
Fail. I fail!!!
Total friendship fail.
Parker's birthday party was Sunday night, damn this concussed brain! Let me explain to you fine strangers the loveliness of Ms. Parker:
a) she is a wicked awesome, kick-ass friend.
b) she is my opposite drink buddy- she does g and t's, I do vodka and t's.
c) she is the funniest/craziest/firecrakery sparkplug I've met who went to MCLA.
d) she sure knows her music.
It was a 1920s themed party, which was awesome, I can't stress how awesome. Rob came with me, and that was cool, because I think my brother-friend should know Parker. Everyone should. Anyway, met a bunch of her friends, several of whom are more than pretty awesome. ALSO! We had an alcohol laden discussion about me renting the other bedroom in the apartment, which has turned into a sober discussion about me renting the other bedroom in the apartment. Sweet!
In other news, I feel like George Lopez is the only comedian with a sitcom that I adore. Other than Tina Fey. But she is a comedienne.
The "Happy Belated Birthday Parker Because Pretty Sure You're Birthday was September 30th and Your Party Was Columbus Day Eve Playlist of Doom", with Love From Kit.
Neutral Milk Hotel- In the Aeroplane Over the Sea (because that was the most awesome sing-a-long)
Kelly Clarkson- My Life Would Suck Without You
Weezer- In the Garage
My Morning Jacket- Mahgeetah
Shwayze- Buzzin
Snow Patrol- Crazy In Love
Harry Connick, Jr.- Wink and a Smile
The Dead Milkmen- Bitchin' Camaro
The Vapours- Turning Japanese
Incubus- Stellar
The Watson Twins- Just Like Heaven
The Pixies- Gigantic
Wow....that could have been done much better. Alas. Head. Issues. HAPPY BELATED, PARKER!!
Parker's birthday party was Sunday night, damn this concussed brain! Let me explain to you fine strangers the loveliness of Ms. Parker:
a) she is a wicked awesome, kick-ass friend.
b) she is my opposite drink buddy- she does g and t's, I do vodka and t's.
c) she is the funniest/craziest/firecrakery sparkplug I've met who went to MCLA.
d) she sure knows her music.
It was a 1920s themed party, which was awesome, I can't stress how awesome. Rob came with me, and that was cool, because I think my brother-friend should know Parker. Everyone should. Anyway, met a bunch of her friends, several of whom are more than pretty awesome. ALSO! We had an alcohol laden discussion about me renting the other bedroom in the apartment, which has turned into a sober discussion about me renting the other bedroom in the apartment. Sweet!
In other news, I feel like George Lopez is the only comedian with a sitcom that I adore. Other than Tina Fey. But she is a comedienne.
The "Happy Belated Birthday Parker Because Pretty Sure You're Birthday was September 30th and Your Party Was Columbus Day Eve Playlist of Doom", with Love From Kit.
Neutral Milk Hotel- In the Aeroplane Over the Sea (because that was the most awesome sing-a-long)
Kelly Clarkson- My Life Would Suck Without You
Weezer- In the Garage
My Morning Jacket- Mahgeetah
Shwayze- Buzzin
Snow Patrol- Crazy In Love
Harry Connick, Jr.- Wink and a Smile
The Dead Milkmen- Bitchin' Camaro
The Vapours- Turning Japanese
Incubus- Stellar
The Watson Twins- Just Like Heaven
The Pixies- Gigantic
Wow....that could have been done much better. Alas. Head. Issues. HAPPY BELATED, PARKER!!
Head trauma No. 2- the new Love Potion No. 9
Not to be confused with Chanel. Which always smells like cotton candy to me.
No, seriously, let me begin by apologizing to you, random person who stumbled upon my blog, where I have been since I baked that zucchini bread. The plague I thought I had turned out to be bad bunny allergies. Like.....wicked bad. When Theo is born, I am going to have to kidnap him away, because now I know just how allergic to Mary's little Ms. Sparksalot I am.
ANYway, back to that. Let's see. Thought I had the flu- negatory. That Friday night, I was supposed to hang out with Shauna and Josh, as Shauna had just arrived home for the weekend. However, Josh was planning on dumping her to chase after my friend Amanda (yeah, too bad that didn't work out, ya creeper), so my presence was not required, nor appropriate. I ended up having to check out a crumbling chimney in Richmond, and then drove down to GB to meet up with Gwen. She seems really great- very sweet, pleasant, not a lull or uninteresting moment in conversation. Pleasant. Speaking of pleasant, I was pleasantly surprised to see Smitty and McGee also at the bar. I sort of ended up embarrassing myself at the end of the night, and have concluded that if I am ever in a bar, I should have at least one alcoholic beverage, just as so to not be so.....nervous-geek, I suppose.
On to Saturday- aha. This gets juicy. I attended the one queer event in the county that didn't include Club Red, which was closed down years ago- Quite Queer. It was........odd. Maybe because I'm more like a gay rights sort of person and not like a gay pride sort of person.....I just wasn't feeling it. It was nice to see some very dear folks, and as always, great to be Najie's pseudo-date, but I ended up having a seizure on the steps of the Elks Lodge and smashing my head on the cement. Awesome. From there, I walked my friends Danielle and Jason to her house, where he fell asleep, and I rubbed her back as she expelled the tequila from that evening onto the patch of grass in her front yard. I then walked to my car, drove home and made a giant bowl of shrimp and pasta, not realizing that my noggin was bleeding.
My friend Matt soon after sent me a text message telling me to come over......I drove back into town and ended up having conversations until 8 a.m., slept a few hours, and left. It wasn't until I was talking to Jay at Dottie's that I realized there was dried blood in my hair, and that I should probably go home and take care of that.
Two nights later, I'm playing open mic with Eamonn and forgot how to play the mandolin. So I picked up the guitar......and realized I couldn't really remember anything that wasn't by Elliott Smith. That's when I drove to the hospital. Eamonn came down for a few hours and watched TV with me and killed time playing hangman. He is such a great dude. Anyway, CT scan was pretty clear, but I'm having issues with the Concussion Clinic. Yes. BMC has a Concussion Clinic.
Now it's Friday morning, and Josh won't talk to me because my friends don't want to sleep with him. Too bad for him. Curlyhawk and Lindy are allegedly coming to visit today. That is an exciting prospect. Also, high points of the week, just to clarify: coffee with Mary, Ryan, and Jess, the awesome CD Jess made me, last Friday night, hanging out with Jason and Yelli, going to see the Laramie Project Epilogue with Jess, and random ER hangman with Eamonn. Also, random texts/FB messages. Maybe not so random. Maybe I should just thank these people? Thanks, guys.
Here is a short playlist before I give you other news you may not want to hear:
Res- Tsunami (this is just a link to the video, no mp3 available, but I swear, you'll love it!)
OK, so, there is some playlist, and now, I talk a little more.
Seriously, if you're bothered, stop reading. You have that choice.
My father is sitting in the recliner I bought for him eating bread pudding. Bread pudding for breakfast? He is one funny, little old man. When Robbie came over, we turned on CNN to watch for breaking news on the balloon boy (still finding it funny that his name was Falcon) and Pop was quite amused.
"Did he think he could travel around the world, like in that book you girls used to read?"
No, Pop. Clearly this poor kid doesn't have enough reading materials. Unless he was pulling a Neverending Story in that attic, reading a giant book of doom and waiting for Falcor to save him from the Nothing. Falcon, Falcor. Makes sense. Dear god, there is now a bat next to me on the couch. AGAIN. I need to block off the chimney....
This head injury really has impacted me. I misspell things, which I never do, I am so anal about spelling and do nothing with punctuation and grammar and generally, yeah, I tend to not capitalize, but I would like to blame that on e.e. cummings for entering my life when I was taking penmanship classes and learning to use a word processor at home. Damn you, cummings.
Also, I forget what I am doing or saying in the middle, which has been pointed out, and is kind of embarrassing to admit. Yikes. Like, right now, I am more upset by the fact that I can't ride a motorcycle than by the fact that there is bleeding inside of my skull. I have never been injured on a motorcycle. I was burned slightly by an exhaust on a dirtbike when i was 11- that was all. Seriously. What the hell. I know it's already started snowing and everything, but I really like riding with dry roads and light snow.
OK, that Res song is stuck in my head now. You really need to listen to it. I heard it when that CD first came out- I think I was 18 going on 19. That song was literally stuck in my head until brain trauma of 2009 number one. I am not exactly sure if this is true, but I did experience 12 hours of something amnesiac, so I'm going to safely assume.
Here are the lyrics, I'm out until I have my morning coffee at the very least.
I feel so nice just when you're here
The reason why is not so clear
I knew the first time when you told me
I'd fall in love just as you'd hold me
And now I want to stay at your side tonight
I want to watch you as the sun lights up your eyes
I want to know when you wake first thing you see is me
You're all the things I prayed that I'd meet
[Chorus:]
Ride, ride this wave of mine
There're brighter things out on the other side
Ride, ride this wave of mine
I know that things are going to be alright
Moments they come and then they go
You'll feel so high and then before you know
I could of sworn our future was set in stone
But I guess some things it's just as well for God to know
So now I concentrate on turning wrong to right
I'm going to let go things I held inside so tight
I'm going to live and let forgive things said in spite
Clear out the smoke and usher in the light
The reason why is not so clear
I knew the first time when you told me
I'd fall in love just as you'd hold me
And now I want to stay at your side tonight
I want to watch you as the sun lights up your eyes
I want to know when you wake first thing you see is me
You're all the things I prayed that I'd meet
[Chorus:]
Ride, ride this wave of mine
There're brighter things out on the other side
Ride, ride this wave of mine
I know that things are going to be alright
Moments they come and then they go
You'll feel so high and then before you know
I could of sworn our future was set in stone
But I guess some things it's just as well for God to know
So now I concentrate on turning wrong to right
I'm going to let go things I held inside so tight
I'm going to live and let forgive things said in spite
Clear out the smoke and usher in the light
Thursday, October 1, 2009
I am officially sick
Try my zucchini bread. This and tea help me through the worst of colds.
1 1/2 cups sugar
1/2 cup vegetable oil
2 eggs
1 2/3 cups flour
1/2 tsp. cinnamon (put in more if you want stronger flavor)
1/2 tsp. nutmeg (put in more if you want stronger flavor)
3/4 tsp. salt
1 tsp. baking soda
1/3 cup water
about 1 cup (shredded) zucchini
Preheat oven to 350˚
Mix sugar and oil in large bowl. Add eggs and beat well. Add all dry ingredients and mix with water adding slowly. Mix until just combined, don't over mix. Fold in zucchini or bananas. Pour in a greased loaf pan and bake for 60 - 70 minutes. Check at 60 minutes. If still wobbly in center give it another 10 minutes. Cool completely. I like to store my loaf wrapped in foil, it keeps it super moist.
Soundtrack for cooking said bread:
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