Lost!

My Blogger Dashboard is only about 1/8 of an inch, so I haven't been able to get on to post, or read any of my other blogs either!  I got lucky today and managed to click on something that got me to a page where I could finally post, but I still can't read any of the other blogs I like to follow.  Google needs to get its sh1t together!
SO!  I start my 7th week of ten in a semester, tomorrow.  I have a 93 in both classes, not too shabby for someone that hasn't been in a school for over 20 years!  I spend a lot of time trying to figure out what the hell I was thinking! (:  
Moms Mothers day present was tickets to see the Beach boys and Hermans Hermits, and WOW!  So many cool things!  Hermans Hermits was the opening act, and it should have been called the Peter Noone Comedy Hour!  I laughed so hard, my sides hurt.  I developed an irrational attachment to the lead guitarist, so I went home and Googled him.  Now, not everyone knows this about me, but I was a Monkee Maniac as a teenager.  Turns out Vance Brescia, ( https://www.facebook.com/VBmusic?hc_location=timeline ) wrote the song the Monkees made their 80's comeback with.  How's that for coincidence?  The Beach Boys sounded fine, and their drummer? AH. MAZE. ZING!  Funny enough, H.H. were worth seeing more than the B.B!
And even in post mode... Blogger is sick.  Sorry folks.  I'll have video up, not great video... as soon as I upload them. (:

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Big steps

Well, it's official.  I am a college student!  I have to admit, it's strange and terrifying, even if it *is* online only.    I'm not really someone that makes a lot of changes in her life.  I'm a big fan of ruts.  Ruts don't have nasty surprises.  But lately, my life has been sadly rut-less.  Too many things change, and not mostly for the better, and I'm sick of my income fluxuating.  So, I'm finally going to do something about it.
Now,. some catching up...

This is what happens when I decide to clean, and reorganize my makeup case/

Ddasha Ddumbass

Mothers Day!

My Mothers Day gift from Mom, and #1. She bought the roses, and he did all the hard labor!

And #2 weeded the vegetable garden, and got it all set to plant!  (Those are chives growing in there.)

I don't have a picture, but I got mom tickets to see the beach Boys this summer!
So, what have *you* been up to?

And as usual,

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Stunned

Today, my father has been gone for a whole year.
I didn't think it would bother me much.  Like I said, he's my daddy, but we clashed like water and fire, violently and loudly.
But.  There are moments.

Moments when the phone rings a little late in the evening, and I smile, and roll my eyes thinking it's him.

Moments when it just drifts through my head that I don't have a dad around anymore.  He's *always* been there.  And now he's not, and it feels.... Wrong.

He was a great dad, a great friend, a jerk, Eeyores role model, funny, smart, mean, sad, responsible, weird... And oddly enough, I find that I really miss him.

Love you daddy.

Critter, critter

So tonight, I came face to face with the reason I keep my backyard light on.
No, I didn't have my camera, and even if I had, it wouldn't have done any good, because I panicked and slammed the screen down.
  Sitting there at the window, *not* looking out into the side yard... (I have been forbidden to look out there until Sunday, because my mothers day gift from #1 son is apparently right outside my window) I figured I was safe to use that window, out of the rain spray, because I didn't have my light on so I couldn't see.  That's when something came strolling around the corner of the house! I'm pretty sure it was my irresponsible
neighbors cat, though I've never seen one of the ferrals *that* close to the house.  It could have been a fox... I'm close to positive that it had pointy ears.
I don't care *what* it was, I just about had a heart attack.  I don't think the critter was feeling particularly calm for the next few minutes either.  I mean really, how would you feel if you were out for an evening stroll and something just above you went, *inarticulate-gargle-noise* *SLAM*!  Well, the light's on now.  I'm still a little shakey, but that's just the panic subsiding.

Speaking of critters, my silly Easter cake this year.

Well, there's a filler for you.. more to come with big Mothers Day news!
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I know, I know!

This was supposed to show Ddasha smushing Mona down between the mattress, and footboard, but this is what happened when the camera finally focused.

So.  Not a lot has been happening, which means I have no excuse for being a blog slacker.  I have also been a camera slacker, which is why, mostly, I've been so lousy about posting here.  I can say that I have gotten a ton of small chores done... You know, repotting plants, starting the seeds for the garden, not just dusting, but actually washing the things on the shelves...  And I've been doing a lot of yarn work.

My main client has been put in a nursing home, so I'm starting a whole new crop this next week, *that* ought to be interesting.
I hope to be able to remember to have my camera at the ready, and in the meantime, I'll be continuing to enjoy having open windows again!

Welcome spring!
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Brrr!

I dare you to say "pretty bird" One. More. Time!

So I'm sitting here, on Sunday afternoon freezing myself out because I cannot bear One. More. Day. with closed windows.  It isn't even 40 degrees out there, but the sun is shining, and *most* of the snow is gone, and I find myself NEEDING the sight of green, and the smell of fresh, moist earth.  Apparently I'm not the only one, because my 2 sun- stealin', heat-suckin', insane cats, are sitting on the windowsills enjoying every breeze, and every scent.

I have *not* seen one of these yet.

The Solstice has come, and gone, and still there's snow on the ground, and Jack Frost is riding every zephyr, and I'm heartily sick of it!  Part of me wishes it would warm up already, and part of me is thinking, "Well, as long as when spring comes, we don't get a sneaky week of winter half-way through it this year!"  It may help if the tv ads weren't all about summer, and playing in the warm...

Oh well, enough musing on the weather, time to get some work done!  Happy Spring Peeps!
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Our own pinstrosity.  Balloon ice marbles, didn't work out so hot.

Jealousy

I'd like to insert a link to the song *here*, but I'm not technically savvy enough to do it.

 I have too many interests, and not enough time, or ambition.  So I'd *like* to learn how to do that, and I'd *like* to learn how to sew and design well enough to make some costumes, (my mom was AWESOME at that when I was a kid), and I'd *like* to be the geek I know is in me.

I have piles of patterns in both knit and crochet, that I'd like to make, and books full of new stitches, and techniques.  I also have just enough agoraphobia to keep me home nights, and weekends, but not so much that I can't go shopping, or to work.

I have jealousy against those people that go out and do the things they love.  I'm always sure that the next time the opportunity arises, is the time I go and *DO IT*.  But there's always an excuse.  There are too many things to do, too many things that *need* to be done first, not enough time, not enough money, but it all boils down to finding my ambition.

The one thing I dislike most about my ordinary, dull life, is that I don't get to have cool stories.  If someone wrote my life as a book, there would be no takers.  Nothing exciting happened, or happens.  Which normally makes me extremely happy.  Exciting things are usually only pleasant after the fact, or exciting after the fact, or uplifting after the fact.  The fact is, that when the interesting thing is happening, it's usually pretty terrifying.  Sickness, action, adventure, travel....  Once you've overcome, and rested up, it's a great story to tell, but as it's happening, all you usually want is to go home.  Sleep in your own bed, have a decent cup of coffee, take a shower.

But there's still that niggle in the back of my head....  I want to go to a geek con, and meet actors that I admire, (or admired their characters) and other people that share my brand of oddness... I'd like to go to a big amusement park, and ride all the cool rides, just for the experience.  I'd like to try the color run, just because it sounds fun, (of course I don't want to die, so that's probably one of the most far out things that have passed through my brain).  I'd *really* like to make money doing things I love, and carrying out cool ideas I've had, but again, there are so many things involved in doing that, that I have no idea where I'd even start.

So instead, I sit here at my computer, and I blog about it, and I feel jealousy, not searing, all-encompassing, jealousy, but just a small bit, against those that go out and *do*.  All the well wishes in the world, and the "you can do it"s, won't be able to change me, or my situation.  I'm just glad I have a great imagination, a love of reading, and books, and blogs, to take me anywhere I'd like to go.

Happy Spring!  And...

Thanks for Noticing me!