It’s GUY DAY!!!!

35 days until the end of the school year… Good riddance.

Baby Sis coming down for her birthday – we are going to the beach!

Niece is having SERIOUS DRAMA with her sperm donor. If he follows through with his threat this weekend (taking her car) he has destroyed and ended his relationship with his daughter and it’s his own damn fault!

Today should be a decent day. My last class has a history of not coming if they have stuff coming up their teacher feels they need to work on.

I gained a pound over the 2 week period that included spring break. I’m told that’s not bad and gaining weight is typical. So be it. I NEED to get back on track. I was SO close to that 10 pound mark. Damn.

I don’t know about you, but I need some Guy Day! Hmmmm???

Yes. Yes I will. You want to head to the jotp right this minute!

 

OT: Mimi Teaches Graphic Novelism Again

Guylty Pleasure

Interrupting my usual scheduling for a little advertorial. Anyone remember WonderCon?

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There, I have jogged your memory, I hope. WonderCon is a comics/movies/TV con, taking place this weekend in Anaheim, CA. No sightings of Mr A in California, but instead, our very own Mimi of Night Flight Comics is heading to WonderCon to take part in the series The Secret Origin of Good Readers. From the program:

Revealed with a live comic book creation. Bill Morrison (Bongo Comics co-founder and illustrator, The Simpsons, Futurama) and Mimi Cruz (Night Flight Comics, Salt Lake City) will demonstrate how you can write and draw your own comic book. Educators will be able to use this model in their own classrooms to jump start reading, writing, and illustration

For your kind consideration. Sounds pretty cool to me. If you happen to be in the area, you might want to…

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dropping the ball

Yes I have. Big time. No Mancandy Monday,  no snowflake fandom challenge, writing has come to a halt all of a sudden. I have a book to finish reading before Friday and I’m having company on Friday for the weekend. Baby Sis is coming down. It’s her Birthday and we are going to the beach. I actually bought her a birthday pressie this year. It’s SOOOO her.

http://www.victoriantradingco.com/item/55-ne-5526807/104100/troublemaker-pendant-necklace

I want to get this one for me, but there is no where for me to wear it.

http://www.victoriantradingco.com/item/55-ne-5525874/104100/bad-ass-pendant

I was home yesterday. I fell in the shower (trying to get out of the shower) and hit that same knee again. My middle name was Agony. Zee Agony. Oh, Zee Agony.

sorry.

So I stayed propped up in bed and TRIED to download books and move subscriptions to author pages and if I couldn’t do that, I unsubbed. My mailbox is a joke. Every morning I get up to 80 to 100 Author notifications. I can’t find shit.

So, I’m going to (attempt) to do a little ManCandy and Snowflake Challenge.

First off….

Snowflake Challenge #9

In your own space, set some goals for the coming year. They can be fannish or not, public or private. 

 

I think I’m going to do Nano Writ this year. I have a fic or two or three that are begging to be converted and published. And that would be the perfect vehicle to do it. Yep yep! Whatd’ya think? 

So there ya go!

Now, to see if I can get any PICTURES on this thing.

Ladies, I present – Mancandy Monday.  2 days late.

You can see where my mind has been

Vintage beefcake is always nice.

oh, hullo Brock

There. I hope that fixes your fix. For now.

Where the hell

Did my image library go?

Great WordPress. Another useless update….

Edit: Lovely. It’s now under the plus sign – insert content….

Spring Break is over

and tomorrow I return to work. Time to get started on my information for end of the year testing for the grade level that is being tested (eyeroll) and so on and so forth. 39 days left until summer.

It has been a rather melancholy break for me. I’ve not been good to me, not like I should. I woke up this morning with a headache and seeing how I forgot to take my meds for 3 days, I was certain my blood sugar was up and it was. Could have been higher, but I’ve been better today and hope tomorrow’s reading will be down 150 points. I hope.

But my sinuses were contributing to it. It’s just… not been a great time. Blue and Broke. I should write a book. Yep.

I went adventuring. I’ll get it or I won’t.

Lord Thunderbutt has become immensely obnoxious. He’s also immense. On Wednesday, morning at some ungodly hour, he rammed my door until he popped through, crying as if he’d not been fed in a month! So I go to the kitty palace to discover food STILL in the bowl from the previous night. I rattled it and he was happy. I don’t put much in – just enough for the 2 of them twice a day. He’s gotten to where he’ll nibble all day again. This isn’t good for him.

That night, I put his food in his treat mouse. I put Widgette’s in hers – he won’t touch her mouse because she’ll spank him – and he simply refused to have anything to do with that!

Let me tell you, the pouting was fierce! This went on all night long.

I got up the next morning to a vindictive kitty.

This went on until yesterday morning, when I finally put food in the dish. He’s not been so awful since.

I DID get some house rearranging done. Obviously, I’m going to be here a few more years, so I might as well get my shit together. I bought 2 nice area rugs and found my hammers and nails so yes, I put a bunch of holes in the walls.  Pictures behind the read more. What I’m MOST proud of is how much I’ve managed to unpack in the last 4 days.

I’m a packrat and this move was extremely difficult and a wake up call. I’m not getting younger and the fact it took 2 trucks (a 28 footer and a 12 footer) and God knows how many car loads and I still have things at my mom’s, is just too much stuff. At some point, Spawn will get a job and move out (probably when he graduates, I’m guessing 2 years) and I’m going to down-size because at that point, this will be too much house. I’m not doing a huge ass storage unit and all the stuff. I’ve put books in the Goodwill box. Yes, I have. I really do NOT need the biography of Sam Walton, among other things.

Remember this?

The weekend after spring break a year ago, I did this.

And put out my back, thank you very much! SOMEONE promised me a backrub, which I never got, but that’s neither here or there. Just adds to the melancholy.

Either way, I’ve been working on it. A lot this week, in fact. I didn’t think I had done so much until I pulled out the empty boxes to break down.

This is really a huge as pile of emptied boxes.

And yes, as the house is a rental, that means someday, we’re going to move again, probably in different directions. So MOST of the boxes were broken down and re-stored.

Yeah. And now the garage looks like this.

Paths are wider, and the stacks aren’t so high. I’m pleased. Still have a lot more to go. I found 4 more boxes of linens – my goodness, I will never be done with the laundry. I have queen and king sized sheets and I don’t HAVE a queen or king sized bed. It’s going to goodwill. Honest. I also found 3 more boxes labeled ‘bathroom’…. how much soap and lotion can a girl own?

I have a serious problem in I have 3 old fashioned monitors (see that one in the front? There are 2 more in the back.) as well as 3 old computer towers – including our first windows with Windows 95 on it. It has 16K harddrive. And I have a SHITLOAD of floppy discs. With stuff on them. One of the towers has Windows XP. If I can get it hooked up and booted up, I could possible get the stuff on the discs emailed or copied over to a flashdrive…  and because they are so old, Goodwill won’t take them. Anyone have any ideas????

I have rocks. No shit, I have a box of rocks!

What’s worrisome is not only do I not KNOW why I boxed up and stored rocks, I actually put styrofoam popcorn to protect them AND put some in a plastic baggie.

I. Honestly. Do. Not. Know.

I did receive some fairly bad news last week before break. The system is not going to transport much of anything to the new school. We’re getting all new equipment. But no book, paper, materials, nada. We’ve been told to bring home what we’re not using. They are going to transport my instruments. I pitched a fit, but I have a huge storage room, 2 closets and 3 filing cabinets and racks… that are all going to have to come home.

In case you forgot…

https://zeesmuse.wordpress.com/2016/05/27/free-at-last-free-at-last/

Either way, stuff is coming home and BACK into the garage. Soooooo unhappy. I’ve decided the paper in the filing cabinets can stay. I have the ability to scan and email to myself from the school copier. Guess what I’m doing?

But either way, that is the garage, which I’m exceptionally proud of. Hopefully, I’ll get it completely done come the end of summer.

What’s behind the cut is simply some things I’ve done to the house – including my ‘entertainment unit’. I christened it with a Hobbit Marathon. I’ll start LOTR next. I’m burning Berlin Station and other things so I can watch them – Sir Guy on the Big Screen – I can’t wait.

Lest it be said

That my head is full of fluff and I don’t have a serious thought in my brain and I never speak up when I should…

Yesterday was spent in a fairly decent blue funk. I went adventuring yesterday morning and tbh, I’m not sure this would be the right move for me if the chance allows itself. I’ve adventured here before. Two years ago in fact. It’s a decent drive and truth is, I wouldn’t really feel the need to move if this trip bears fruit.

I came home and really wasn’t online at all. I spent it laying rugs, hunting nails to hang things. My family room is a wreck. I’ve got the television and things up, but my albums are all over the place. I’ve been unpacking, you see, putting the final touches on my home. Doing the things I should have done last spring break and summer, but didn’t due to reasons.

Mainly, the reason why I was a blue funk. A year ago yesterday, a hurricane entered my life. And I won’t say, I’m left to pick up pieces, more or less as that hurricane gave me the best spring and summer of my life. Instead, I’m returning to a mindset: one of no desire of sharing my life with someone, but simply accepting singleness and being thankful, and grateful, for what I have – a roof over my head, food on the table, the utilities paid, a good doctor, and a place for all of my books and knit and cross stitch and music and movies and my cats. I take care of me quite well, thank you. For those physical needs that are becoming less and less apparent, I have a purple bunny named Richard, who takes care of them.

So needless to say, when I finally got online late last night, I was horrified to hear of London. And as is my wont, I began to pray, before I shook my minuscule and dainty fist at the world. And used language I’m sure The Almighty didn’t appreciate.

So first off, my heart and prayers go out to the victims and their families who were on the wrong end of such hate. May the Good Lord, Gentle Shepherd, and Great Physician, wrap you in his wings and hold you close. May you know His peace that surpasses all understanding.

This was the work of a bully,. In teaching, I’ve discovered, (as well as what I recall when I was in school) most bullies rely on one thing – fear. They rely on the belief that you will fear them too much to push back. I have many British friends. Fear is not in their vocabulary and they have a pretty lethal left hook. Their extended family (including US) are pretty nasty as well when we’re riled. We stand up for family.

I’m not good at this sort of stuff. It angers me. My friends have paid these wonderful homilies and homages and said such wonderful things. I shoot from the hip. Honestly, I’d like to bite someone, but that wouldn’t be prudent and chances are whoever I bite, hasn’t had their shots. Or will taste bad. Meh.

So even though you’re over there and we’re over here, y’all just holler and we’ll be there.

Also, we have long-range missles. *nodnod*

Ladies and Gentlemen

Welcome to my spring break.

sigh.

Today, I am missing someone I do not want to miss. I think i’ll turn this off and go rearrange my record albums. That will take a few hours.

But first…. oatmeal.

Have some Richard while I go feel sorry for myself.

Home again, home again

We are safely ensconced back at the family abode – that would be MY family abode! Home with my books and my stuff!

The parents gave us a lovely 32 inch flat screen television so right now, we’re rearrange my cave with the intention of turning it into an honest to goodness family room! We need to pick up a sofa or a couple of recliners but hey! We have it. I also bought a rug for the living room

(There is more green in it than I thought. But that doesn’t matter. We’re going to love it and say it’s gorgeous!)

and one for the dining room. (I’ll post pictures when I get it laid down!) Now I just need 2 for the cave – I’ll do that next time I go home. There is a lovely flea market where I got the 5 x 8 for my dining room and the 3 x 5 for my living room for 45.00. Can’t loose!

I also got a new ‘do!

Gorgeous, I ain’t, but I like it!

I know today is Mancandy Monday, but I’m going to post annoying stupidity after this and try to wrangle William Edward or move shit in my cave so we can at least take the television out of the wrapping and set it up. For those who didn’t see, Raising Nemo has been loaded everywhere BUT RAF – (so ffnet, Ao3, and Dreamer) and it will get loaded I’m sure within a few days after I send it to her.

And now, annoying shit.

Rules: answer the question in a new post and tag 20 blogs you would like to get to know better.

Tagged by Fizzy-custard (She didn’t technically tag me but left it open for people to do it if they wish. 🙂 )

a – age: 55

b – birthplace: Washington DC

c – current time: 8:10 pm

d – drink you last had: Coca-Cola. Stuff will KILL me!

e – easiest person to talk to: nfc comics, my bestie Bev, Guylty, and my sister. Oh and Al!

f – favorite song: ‘I nearly forgot my Broken Heart’ – Chris Cornell

g – grossest memory: Recently, I had food poisoning. I woke up vomiting and by the time I got to the bathroom, I had the galloping shits.

h – horror yes or horror no: Nope. Not a fan of horror. Used to love it, but not any more.

i – in love? With Gary Fuller and Sir Guy! Yeah, they don’t really exist, so I figure my old ticker is safe!!!!

j – jealous of people?: Why? I have pretty much everything I need.

k – killed someone?: hehehehehehe

l – love at first sight or should I walk by again: I’ve done the whole ‘love at first sight; and trust me, it’s best to just keep walking..

m – middle name: Something as unpronounceable as my first name.

n – number of siblings: 3

o – one wish: That my son will continue to baffle his cardiologist and live to be 100.

p – person you called last: My mom. We’re home safe!

q – question you’re always asked: ‘Why do you love Richard so much? He would hate you because you’re a Republican!” (I’m not a Republican. I am a CONSERVATIVE! There is a difference! And yes, I get told that more often than you’d like to know!)

r – reason to smile: God blesses me over and over and over even when I”m whining and fussing. Oh and

Now, if THAT don’t make you smile, you’ve got problems!

s – song you sang last: Golden Slumbers. Written by Paul McCartney and sung by Jennifer Hudson. (Sing Soundtrack)

t – time you woke up: About 5 AM

u – underwear color: Pink print

v – vacation destination: Don’t have one yet. Still waiting to see if Spawn is taking summer classes.

w – worst habit: Speaking my mind.

x – x-rays: I’ve had loads; hands, lungs, feet, mammograms

y – your favorite food: Asian and pizza

z – zodiac sign: Sagittarius.

I tag anyone that wants to do it

Here. You made it this far. Have some hotties….

Sorry not sorry

Goofball.

And just because…

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!!!!

I have retreated from my current home town. The St Paddy’s celebration will shut down the town for the entire weekend. Shops and banks are closed because there is NO moving down there. Bay Street was closed as of yesterday morning and River Street was closed by the evening and neither will reopen until Monday! the parking decks were closed! My favorite yarn shop is closed as well. Those people started drinking at 7:30 THIS MORNING (probably started last night!) and it’s rumored they will turn the river green.

So I’m kicking off my spring break from my parents home. We’ll be here until Monday and then I have the entire week to rearrange my family room, do some writing and maybe finish Berlin Station…

do some unpacking.

I’m praying it will warm up. After a mild winter and warm weather for weeks, winter decided to have one last hurrah and all of my budding flowers are dead due to freeze!

So, my niece is here and we’re going to the Varsity for lunch. I know. bad bad bad not for the diet.

Oh wait… Guy Day….

Man Candy Monday!

and pray tell what is UP with the weather?

I have complained bitter all winter that we really haven’t HAD winter! Oh yeah, we’ll have a string of nice days and then – BAM! – a day or two with the temps 20 degrees cooler, but then it bounces right back up.

All last week, our temps were in the 80’s. UPPER ’80’s. Saturday, it was in the 60’s and today… well I don’t think we REACHED 60! And it rained. Cold and rain and it’s supposed to be like this all friggin’ week. They way we’re having a double kick – cold cold snow cold coming in from the west and a nor’easter going into New England. The low tomorrow will be in the 30’s. This is way stupid!

All of sudden, my tastebuds – and stomach – are complete rejecting salads. Specifically the low point salad I’ve eaten happily for a year. That would be a Fresh Start Cranberry and Walnut Salad with Raspberry Vinaigrette. It’s like I’m eating leaves.

Well, I AM eating leaves, but it tastes like the maple tree leaves in the back yard. The ones that are brown and have fallen on the ground. And they’ve been rained on. It doesn’t’ taste good. I’m thinking a return to yogurt (fat free) and the occasional lean pocket or smart one might be in my near future for a while.

So what’s been happening is I’ll take 3 or 4 bites of my salad and toss the entire thing – I just do NOT want it and I’m not hungry – until 7 PM when my body demands I make up that missed meal. It’s not helpful.

For the past few months, I occasionally get ‘reviews’ on an old fic that it seems I’ve abandoned. I haven’t abandoned it – I’ve just been side-tracked by the lovely Mr. Armitage and his lovely characters. But this past week I got a rather pointed – *sigh I guess it will never get done – so after… oh…. four years…. I took it out of the moth balls and put it on my harddrive. Meaning, I’ll be rereading it and taking copious notes. It’s a little bastard called ‘The Vacation’ and it’s from the Doom fandom – yeah, that rather forgettable film with Karl Urban and The Rock. It’s just the left a few loose ends and you know me, gotta tie ’em up.

*coughs*

At the same time, I have an even OLDER fic that I don’t tell people about. It’s posted under my OLD pen name and hasn’t been updated in 10 years. Folks, I’ve written 41 chapters of it and it’s bigger than Manna and it’s just SITTING there, no where near done.

It’s now on my harddrive as well. And before anyone asks, it’s the cross over from hell.

It’s 9:30 and I’m yawning. This does not bode well.

Either way it’s time for…

now… with kittens!

Paint me like one of your French Girls…

Oh! Hullo, Brock!

I know there is a set of Richard with kittens, but damned if I can find them. So here… have some beardy Richard.

Alright. I’m moist. G’nite all.