It's been about two weeks since I bid adieu to Twitter amid one sad face and very little other reaction. Two weeks since I resumed posting to my journal. And I've realized why this switch makes me a more contented person.
( navel-gazing )
So. Now I'm here and I can just toss my words into the ether and move on with my life.

And in other news, I went to a Celtic festival yesterday. Had much fun and too much food. Very worth the 1.5 hour drive to Richmond and I got to wear my Renfaire dress again. Today was a walk around a nearby lake with Hubs and the little dog. Now there will be napping and soon making dinner.

Basically enjoying the hell out of this weekend before I have to return to Hell tomorrow.

I know. I've been horrid about updating this, but since I've once again left Twitter behind me in a vain effort to restore my faith in humanity/will to live, I thought I might ease back in to updating here. I'm still on Facebook and Insta, but will try to be better here for those who aren't on either of those platforms but are still passing curious about whether or not the mothership has called me home.

Alas, it hasn't.

So, a few random facts about what I've been up to.

* I've been working from home for about two years now, which means my work wardrobe is a pair of ratty old shorts (with most of the ass made up of iron-on patches) in summer, and LuLaRoe leggings in winter. It has its benefits (no commute, no annoying coworkers on their phones while I'm working or peeing) but I do miss the interaction of other humans. My dogs, however, love it.

* The dogs are well. Dexter is getting on and showing his age. We're probably going to have to face that call soon, but I'm hoping we have a few more months. Chelsea is still 20 pounds of evil, but we've discovered that going to day care three days a week gets most of the evil out and keeps her a lovely, docile little Shiba. Once Dexter crosses the bridge, we're looking into getting another Shiba for Chelsea.

* We didn't escape Matthew as unscathed as we originally thought. A little rainwater seeped into Zach's Golf and soaked the carpets....which means now there's a lovely aroma of mold about the car. Tomorrow it goes in to get the carpets and pads replaced and disinfected because a black GTI is awesome, a black mold GTI not so much.

That's it from me for now. Peace out and be excellent to each other.

But I didn't want to lose a year.

2008 | 2010 | 2011 | 2012 | 2013 | 2014

( 2015 in review )

I figure if I'm going to post something for the first time since February, it might as well have some substance to it.

So I will share with you a long-ish ramble about the state of my RP self and my shocking realization that I'm "getting up there in years."

( Ode To A Small Lump Of Green Putty I Found In My Armpit One Midsummer Morning )

2008 | 2010 | 2011 | 2012 | 2013

Well, it's been over two months since I updated this. Not a big surprise.

I don't want to miss a year in the tag, but I'm not filling out the meme for one simple reason.

This year sucked on so many levels, it would depress the shit out of me to write it all out. So I'm not. In the end, we're all still breathing and we've come out on top and in good spirits for the most part, possibly a little stronger for all the crap.

I'm just going to keep my eyes on 2015 and pray for a better year.

He's home from surgery and doing okay. It's going to be a rough few days until the bandage comes off (his foot is covered, so he doesn't like putting that foot down - plus sedation - but it will pass.)

I've moved the daily blog I'm keeping over to here if you want to follow his progress.

I've decided to try and blog Dex's adventures through his knee surgery. God knows how long this will last, but I might need the outlet.

( Cut for skimming )

* Taken to a surprise lunch today by Manager...to find out I'd been put forward for a Performance Award from my company (something suggested by my new VP who at one point thought I wasn't senior level material). I got the award, and a very handsome check. I got a little weepy over my salad. Apparently the hell of this spring paid off in at least one bit of happiness. I don't even care about the money, really. It was reading what she, Manager, wrote, and the acknowledgement of what I did and do.

* The little girl being a complete shit to my son with the "I want to be with you" "I can't break up with him" is at it again and I just spent twenty minutes with him crying on my shoulder. I want to kick that little girl in the face. /Mama Bear

* Learning life lessons is hard....watching your children learn them is worse. By an order of magnitude.

* In happy kid news, Zach pulled a 4 on his APUSH exam. Kid will be starting college with 3 credit hours. /Proud Mama Bear

* It's been humid/raining/storming here for two days and it's seriously messing with me

* I'm all for being up on your religious beliefs and shouting them to the rooftops if that's your thing. But witnessing in a job interview might be a wee bit much.

* Go Germany! Boo Holland :(

Peace out, all. I'm done in for the day.

Here we go again. It's too early in the season for this shit. Looks like it'll be a fun night for me and my phobias. At least it's going to be moving fast - that's the only silver lining in this rotating band of dark clouds.

Piss off, Arthur.

* Started watching BBC America's Three Musketeers. SO loving it.

* Hate when a book just...drags.

* Thought of doing a SotP but of the five I've seen this weekend, only one included TR, so I'm thinking that those aren't a thing anymore. One more by the wayside.

* That said, there isn't much beyond the status quo for any of them, so it would have been a pretty boring one

* Work continues to frustrate the bejeezus out of me, especially as regards any path for advancement or growth beyond putting out the same fires I've been putting out for the last two years.

* Relatedly, the new analyst continues to piss me off with her "Got it! I'm on it! I'll get it done!" attitude because she's in such a rush to do all that - she gets in abysmally wrong. She's published information before it should be live and left a crap-ton of typos on the website content we gave her and boss noticed it while in a meeting with others. Then, after boss discussed it with her, I found twenty more typos/broken links. To top it off, we have a major go live on this site Tuesday...and she took Friday off, leaving me to do the bulk of the page transfers from the QA site to the production site, leaving me with a 9 hour day on Friday. Me=unthrilled.

* Did I also mention she has some fairly serious BO? Like I can smell it from my cube. Blarg.

* Zach's recovering from the wisdom tooth extraction and slowly adding more food into his repertoire. For a while, it was all yogurt, jello and ice cream. I think he was happiest to get straw-ability back.

* Sad that the Netherlands' win is going to be discounted because the naysayers are all screaming "dive." But one of the ESPN commentators said it best - if you're going to keep tripping in the box, eventually, it's going to get called. It should have been in the first half, so don't whine that the ref finally called it in the second.

* Still, this has been the best World Cup in a while. Tons of drama (Costa Rica/Greece game was so intense, I burned dinner beyond recognition because I didn't want to walk as far as the kitchen.)

Wow. That was a lot. And now, I don't think I can put it off any longer. Bedtime awaits.