RA – What the ‘L ‘?

I’m really in need of a rant and not a nice rant. Due to the way I set this up, this isn’t the place for such a rant and I really don’t have anywhere I can rant. So I’ll sit here behind my laptop and snarl. And when I’m done with this, I’ll go write a very ugly chapter of Aside from Heaven. Vivienne is in need of rescuing and William is in a mood to torture the one responsible.

And I mean T.O.R.T.U.R.E.

L – What’s a dealbreaker to make you stop being Richard’s well-wisher?

I sort of answered this a few questions back – I forget which one – and I’m going to tiptoe quietly,  because if you’ve not guessed by now, my rant is political.

Typically, the politics of an individual doesn’t bother me. It’s simply a difference of opinion. And it’s an opinion you’re not going to change your mind about and I’m certainly not going to change mine about. People I used to hang with online stopped  being Richard’s well-wisher when it became known that he’s a socialist. I’m like – DUH! He’s British! No shocker here! I’d be shocked if he stepped up and said he was Conservative or whatever it is they call Conservatives over there. I have a lot of friends who have different political beliefs than I have. We’ve even had sane, short paragraph discussions on our differences. Didn’t change anything, but we had them. Short.

And just so you know, I have a lot of friends who SHARE my political beliefs. So, nyah!

Sexuality as well. Can I be honest? Your politics isn’t what makes you interesting. Your sexuality isn’t what makes you interesting? Your looks isn’t what makes you interesting. Your financial status, your religious beliefs… I could go on. I won’t.

However, the day he embraces Communism, Fascism, Nazism, expresses a desire to have sex with minors, I’m outta here.

Well, I’m not outta here – he’s outta here.

Tell me, is it me, or does it look like our darling has embraced tennis-ism?

I’m okay

As in Day K. Yeppers. Today, I am a VERY happy camper. My first flower has bloomed in my little flower garden – a happy, hot pink zinnia.

See, first week of April, I did this…

The gladiolas in the tire were like that in less than a week. I should have added another huge bag of potting soil, but I ran out of funds.

 

By the middle of May, I had this. I pull grass and weeds daily, but still… I think I’m going to spray those corners again and then see if I can pick up a back of gravel or plant oregano and thyme and basil. Or maybe pot a few aloes.

In Mid May, I also planted 3 different species of sunflower. Ranging from a happy 6 footer, to 12 foot red suns and 15 foot mammoths. See those little things down in there with the glads? They won’t be little come July.

Something is eating my zinnias. It’s eating other things to and I’d like to know what. Next year, I might buy grasshoppers and ladybugs to combat whatever is eating my flowers.

This was yesterday.

And this morning, when I went out for my walk, THIS greeted me. By the end of the week, it looks like there will be a lot more of them!

 

Does anyone know anything about roses? I have this beautiful climbing rose in my front yard. In spring of 2016, it  bloomed beautifully and was just gorgeous for a month. Last year, the buds died as they were blooming and this year, the buds died BEFORE they bloomed. I cut it back, but still…  does anyone recognize what sort of disease this is and what I can do for it?

And last, before I get to the nitty gritty, we did laundry yesterday. Apparently, Lord Thunderbutt thinks we do laundry for his pleasure…

And now…

K Have you met RA? 

No.

Where? 

No.

Have you got a photo to share? 

I have a shitload of photos I share, none of them I took and none of them of him with me! (Insert joke where all the pictures I have of us together are of the nude, porn variety. haha.)

And what did you say to him?

Okay, if I ever DID meet him, my side of the conversation would go like this.

Asdlk weirns slekruj sleirdsjnsjslieriflkwersoi. Mrffph.

Almost forgot. My blood sugar was 120 this morning. That’s the lowest it’s been in years! YES!

 

Day J!

Hello and welcome to Day J.

I have a question – did anyone else get it with the spammers here in the last 24 hours? I got up this morning with no less than 17 spammers posting on my blog. Asshats. Spamdeletespamdeletespamdelete FOREVER!

Going over the specs of my upcoming dental ordeal and it’s going to break me. I have the funds, but it means, no glasses. Really. And this is only part of it. 2 out of 4 extractions, one out of three bridges, the deep cleaning… neither one of the root canals. Holy cats.

I had a blood sugar crash yesterday. It was during dinner and I was eating at a Chinese buffet and I had a blood sugar crash. Unfrickinbelievable, but truth, I swear. My blood sugar has been in the 140’s. I did get DOWN to 133 and believe it or not, last Tuesday, it was 112 in the middle of the day. I’m in shock. Shock, I tell you!!

J – Are you outed as a fan among your friends and family?

Well… yeah! My students refer to him as ‘Ms. T’s future husband’ – no shit. My sister and niece laugh, my son shrugs and my mom says I need to get my head out of the clouds and find a real man.

I’ve told her that I’m cursed or some shit, so I’ll just worship from afar, thank you very much.

 

Man Candy Monday

Well, I just got back from the consultation with my dentist and I DO have SOME good news. Let’s start with the bad first.

Grand total – 4 extractions (all on top, 2 of them front) 3 bridges, 2 root canals, and a deeeeep cleaning to start. Oh and a handful of ‘scratch’ cavities. I’ve lost bone density up top and there is no way even with my insurance, a hefty chunk on my PSA and my Care Credit I can afford to have all of that done this summer. No, I won’t yank them all and get dentures. Dentures just don’t look real and my dentist agreed. I’d rather do this.

We start with the deep cleaning week after next while we send all this info to my dental insurance and then after my gums settle down from that, we’ll start with the 2 front teeth and the main bridge. That will waste my PSA for the most part and the top up the Care Credit. When everything turns over in January, we’ll work on the rest.

The good news (yes there was good news) was there was no decay or problems with my bottom teeth at all (with the exception of the 2 root canals and they are in the very very back) So there. I’ll be able to smile for my brother’s wedding in October.

I can do this.

So, Man Candy anyone???

I always save the best for last!

NEMO!!!!

I hope this works!!!

Eye spy with my rIchard

Yeah, I’m digging deep.

I – What made you come out as a fan and participate in the fandom online?

What? I was in the closet? Maybe a little.

As I mentioned in a previous answer, I learned the hard way about 15 years ago to NOT be really active in an actor’s fandom. There are some CRAZY people out there and I had the privilege of coming in the cross hairs of 2 of the nastiest, vilest, demented witches, Satan ever put on this earth! This wasn’t something that came and went – well, it went on for over 2 years. One of them lost two jobs for sending me hate mail from work. You should see some of the shit… and I wasn’t the first one they did it to and I wasn’t the last. Some of the people they publicly went after included a super-model as well as a woman who became the wife of a family member of the creator of a well known and well beloved sci fi television series. They claimed to be close personal friends with a certain actor. A little bit of digging revealed this was NOT the case. These two were certifiably loony tunes!

But it taught me a lesson. Fanning a television series or book series or movie series is fine. Fanning a character is fine. DO NOT GO PUBLICLY GAGA OVER THE ACTOR.

I did quite well with quietly celebrating Richard’s until some months after the release of The Hobbit.

Which kind of got blown out of the water when I started writing Manna from Heaven.  You talk to people, you make friends, you make enemies…

A person can’t live their life in a bubble. I’m glad I came out of the closet. I’ve made the bestest friends. I’ve made the worstest enemies. I’m too busy for that bullshit. I’ll hang with my friends. Enemies can kiss my hairy unwashed lily white rebel ass and btw, use tongue while you’re down there!

Wormsloe Plantation

I’ve been up since UnGodly Hour O’Clock. Spawn had a screaming nightmare that pulled me out of bed before 5 AM. He was able to go back to sleep, but not me.

As there were no gardens, most of the pictures we took at Wormsloe Thursday are boring. But there were some nice things….

Wherin past this dotted line are a chosen 15 of the 189 pictures my son shot. You’re welcome.

What the H, Richard?

So begins day H.

Spawn and I took a little trip to the coastal part of Savannah. The goal was to visit a old Southern Plantation as well as a war memorial. In the madness, I found yet another portion of Savannah that I would give my eyeteeth to afford to live in and… well, we forgot the war memorial. We ended up having lunch at a little place a friend took me to when I FIRST moved down here – a little pizza parlor – and we know my love for pizza. Spawn loved it and my blood sugar is paying for it.

I’ve been struggling the last few days with my sugar. Spawn had a social event (not a date) Wednesday evening and left me home alone with pretty much nada in the cupboard. He was kind and stopped at McDonald’s on his way home, but McDonald’s – with a Coke – at 9:30 at night isn’t a good thing and Thursday morning’s reading was 245. My reading this morning was 189, so I’m working on that again. It seems to be a work in progress, doesn’t it?

My almost daily morning walks tend to cover 2.5 – 3 miles in under an hour. I also average burning 275 calories during this time.

The plantation was beautiful, however I was mightily disappointed we were unable to see the house or the gardens. And they made it so you couldn’t see the house at ALL! Apparently, the family LIVES in the house and they have privacy issues.

But we did get to see ruins of the original house and this plantation has a long long long long entranceway that is wish of every plantation owner evah in the south – a long double row of live oak trees, covered in Spanish Moss. THIS is Savannah! When my son FINALLY converts his pictures from RAW (he insists!) I will share them. It was beautiful. We need to look for another place to visit next week.  We are thinking about going to the USS Yorktown in Charleston to watch the fireworks on the deck for the 4th.

H – How has your attitude to RA changed over your time as a fan?

Well, since I first became a fan, he wasn’t then and he isn’t now: A pedophile, a Nazi, a Facist, and hasn’t been accused of anything by anyone in the MeToo movement.  No one has claimed he knew and turned a blind eye (like some Hollywood actors who I won’t name) It’s like he sprays himself liberally with ‘ScandalbeGone’ every day. I think I appreciate him more.

Happy Saturday, everyone.

I know everyone has seen these, but I believe they bear repeating…

 

Oceans 8

So I FINALLY got to see it.

I’ve not seen ANY of the Oceans movies – I’m NOT a George Clooney fan but this… this was refreshing and funny and yes I cheered those thieves on and you know it was SO good, SO EFFING GOOD to see Richard on the big screen again because I’ve not seen him on the big screen since Into the Storm? NO! I saw the extended Battle of the Five Armies in the theater in 2015 after I moved down here so November??? 2015… but there was one itty bitty problem –

THERE WASN”T ENOUGH RICHARD!!!!

But there were handcuffs. YES! SCORE!

 

 

Oh gee, RA!

Dinner last night was NOT diabetic friendly and I knew I was over 200 this morning BEFORE I checked my sugar.

But today is a new day. I got paid last night and we are going to see Oceans 8 this afternoon! And this weekend, I’m going to get and watch Urban and the Shed Crew

Score!

Spawn and I plan to add to our Brown Sign Tour and visit a local plantation and a war memorial tomorrow. It’s going to be scorching hot, so we need to get out early. It’s not Sunny Spain, but this years Staycation is going just swimmingly.

G – How long have you been in the fandom and how has your attitude to the fandom changed during that time. 

There is a difference between being a fan – or well-wisher, as Richard prefers – to being ‘in a fandom’. I’ve been a well-wisher of Richard’s since the Hobbit came out , so December 2012. Due to my participation in an ugly fan war (not my fault, I didn’t start it, sound familiar) I was determined to mind my own business and just enjoy my well-wisherdom privately. It worked for about 2 years. I was not and am not a member of the Armitage Army and I don’t think they would welcome me anyway, due to… yeah, a fanwar.

Regardless, while I have friends in Richard’s well-wisherdom, I’ve discovered that Richard’s ‘fandom’ – like many other ‘fandoms’ has it’s fair share of drama and loonies. There are those who would declare I am a loony, but that’s neither here nor there. So my opinion of the fandom, per se, hasn’t changed. It’s just like pretty much every other fandom. Fandoms wax and wane and I prefer to indulge my passion in quiet corners.

Which is why one should never write fanfiction.