Wednesday, December 31, 2014

A novel concept: New Year's Resolutions

Usually I don't make them. Why? I think I might not follow up on them, like everyone else.
My usual resolution is to have more intimate moments with my Husband. Well, if you think about it, one more time in the hay is MORE than the year before, right?  I've got that one NAILED! Time to do some serious stuff though:
My New Year's resolutions:
photo courtesy of the website mentioned
in the photo. 

1. To wear my weapon more. I have a concealed carry license. The world is going more cray-cray and less sane. I'm wearing my weapon and will be working on more practice on moving targets this year. NO, that does not mean humans.  God, how people think these days!  If someone does come at me to threaten my life or those of my family I want to be sure I am accurate.

Incidentally, those 4 rules over there are not just guidelines, they are RULES!! Everyone who owns a gun should live by these 24/7. Most 'accidental' shootings are because of the lack of following those 4 rules.

2. To get into shape/lose weight. Since I stopped my membership at the Y, I've gained 10 pounds. I want to go back to getting into shape and lose enough weight to be able to put my Engagement Ring back on without choking off the circulation to that finger and losing it. I miss working out because it helped me deal with stress in my life.  
 treadclimber or max trainer? We're still working on that. Dave wants the Max Trainer, but I can tell him from experience he will need to work up to the recommended 1/2 an hour SLOWLY. The treadclimber would be the better choice. (Photos courtesy of the makers of these machines)

U-Rock doesn't have a fitness center, BTC in Monroe doesn't have a fitness center --- honestly people, in this new age of heightened awareness of the benefits of fitness to stress and the body..why is it that Colleges neglect this? They have student lounges, but no fitness center. BTC's central campus has a decent one. I used it all the time while I was there.   Get with the effing program!

3. Finish projects on the needles. I have a lot of them in need of completion. A few sweaters, a few shawls, a few other stuff. Get them off and done. Either that or frog them. I'm thinking I need incentive for this. Maybe I will throw a giveaway for one of the shawls once it is done. I used to give myself the rule that no new projects would start until the old ones are finished. I'm not sure WTH I was thinking.

4. Finish a few writing projects I have going on. Nope, not going to tell you. Suffice it to say that the writing was done purely for my enjoyment. My biggest mistake was admitting to it to my husband. He thinks it will turn into some sort of career. Millions of people write stuff all the time, it don't make them writers. I like to write, I like to create stories. I just don't think they're all that good. 

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Christmas Eve

My usual feeling on Christmas is dread. I used to despise Christmas with a passion. Not for it's meaning, but for the fact that it meant we had to schlep all over Wisconsin to see family. Lumpy beds, hours upon hours driving in bad roads, people with uppity attitudes, bullshit galore. Yeah, not a great way to spend the holiday, but we did it anyways.

After the big blowout shortly after Christmas before last, we've been freed. Dave's family finally came out of the closet and told us how they truly felt about us: We're stupid, horrible, evil people because we're not Libs. In fact, that apparently is the very reason WHY they felt it important to tell us so during a visit to our home. Yep, I invite them as guests into my home only to get called a stupid, evil bitch. Bitter? Me? HELLZ YES! I'm still bitter about that, and will be until my death.

I'm SO much better than that! I know how to be an excellent guest in anyone's home. But that's why I'm stupid, evil and deserve to be cut out of the family...............LOL

This is the 2nd year we are free of our restraints. I've been ruminating on starting traditions here. We are re-instituting the Birthday Cake. Way back when it was just Alex and I, he asked me a very astute question. If it's Jesus' birthday, where is the cake? So we'd bake Jesus a birthday cake (Carrot cake was the tradition) put candles on it and sing Happy Birthday to Jesus.
Our Christmas Tree. This year,
there are no ornaments, just lights.

The gifts are modest.

Dave needed new shoes, he got new shoes.
My only frying pan lost it's teflon coating. I'm getting a new frying pan.
Alex needs pajama pants that don't have holes in them.
He's getting PJ's.

Gift cards galore for other people. After I spent 6 months of my life one year spinning and knitting objects that I *thought* would be well-received, I'm not doing it again. Only a few gifts were made this year, mainly for kids.

I have 3 nieces who are expecting babies this year. Well, one of them had her daughter already. June bug gets a warm blanky and Mom gets a nursing blanket, or whatever she wants it to be. I'm calling it, '50 shades of pink.'

All in all, the struggle has been to create our own traditions; ones that don't involve driving or putting up with other people's crap. This year, I'm "meh" about Christmas, which surprisingly, is a step better than before.

Merry Christmas to you all. May your holiday be better than you expected! 

Saturday, December 20, 2014

With an Eye towards the future......

Is it safe?Are all the integrals gone?
I'm also sporting a Deephaven
Cowl that I finally finished!
I will never have to take another difficult math class again! Yes, I advanced far enough to pass Calculus 2 with a dip into Differential Equations. That is, unless I bombed the final. I would not recommend that someone decide to abandon their course in University two weeks before a final. You find that your give-a-shit busts in every way. I wanted to do well in Calc, and I didn't even take the Circuits final, because..there was just no way that I was going to get anything other than an F in the class anyways.

And If you are in WI, thinking of taking the UW Platteville "Collaborative" course in Electrical or Mechanical Engineering, DON'T. FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY...................DON'T!

Mango, made for a couple who sat next
to me in Calculus. They have a daughter
who is young.
It's a ruse: They take your money, show you a decent lab then ...well, that's it. There's no help for you in Janesville or the Fox Valley. The teacher will fuck up the online classes so you can't see them, you'll have to GO to Platteville for any tutoring and then find out that the next semester that the material needed to perform labs is ONLY AT PLATTEVILLE. Yep, they don't even have the correct equipment here to do your labs. It's a fucking ruse to take your money. Yes, I'm still angry about this because of the fact that I was promised one thing, only to find out it was just to take my money. I expected better from the University of Wisconsin.

They lied and lied and lied and now I have to pay for that. BUT, in a better, more optimistic tone, I'll be starting classes at Blackhawk Technical College in January. I'll be at the Monroe campus studying Microbiology. Yeah, not much better than Calculus, right? LOL. But at least I know that there is help available and all the tools needed for me to get my degree are right there.

My friend Butchie is battling Lung Cancer and kicking
it's ass, but he needs to not be breathing cold air, so
I knitted him a Bandanna Cowl out of hideous acrylic. 
On a knitting note: I've been knitting while studying. See the photos as they are all cool.  Well, that Bandana cowl is not cool, but necessary. After a discussion with Butchie and the fact that the cold Wisconsin air was messing with his Chemo, I whipped that monster out in less than a day. I hope he burns it when he's done with all this treatment.

Prayer shawls are still being made, but at a slower pace. Butchie got his Packer Prayer Throw just in time for it to help him keep warm during chemo treatments. He says it keeps his bottom half warm while the top half is exposed so the nurses can get to his port....or whatever they call it.


Butch's Jackson Blanket made in colors of WIN.
We celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary this year. Nothing special in the celebration, just a bit of reminiscing with friends. I posted like 20 pictures from the wedding on Facebook so those who attended could see how young they were back then. Butchie and his wife were in attendance even back then, so I had to show him how cute they looked. A few others in those photos have passed on, and it was good to remember them as they were, especially Mark who was one of our Ushers.

It was also then that I had to admit to everyone that one painful thing: Dave and I met on the internet. In a chat room, In a Yahoo chat room. Back in 1997, Yahoo chat rooms were not filled with spam bots selling porn. They had actual people with actual thoughts. About 75 of us would gather every night in the Wisconsin area of the Adult Yahoo Chat room (that way we could swear without being moderated) and we'd chat about odd stuff.

After about 6 wintry months of that, we all decided to meet IRL and see what we looked like. That started a thing where we'd meet up about once every few months IRL somewhere and just party. Dave and I met IRL in  Racine at a party. He like my smile, I liked the he nibbled my ear and that was the end of it. We got married two years later.

Look at him...handsome devil ....he really fell for it didn't he?? Despite all those who warned him not to, he married me!  ;)