The Chronicles of a Raving Lunatic

Blugh. Had a Dentist appointment this morning. I had a couple little cavities on two of my molars (not bad since I haven't been able to go to the dentist in about 14 years.) Since I was supposed to be getting cleared for surgery, he wanted to take care of them right away. Also, he had to take a second set of x-rays, this time for my jacked up wisdom teeth, and insurance/medicaid only allows 1 set per appointment. So they set me up an appointment for this afternoon. Went back at 2:30 and got my other set of x-rays and my teeth filled. I'm just starting to get the feeling back in my lip and tongue.

Also, my wisdom teeth are too broken and starting to abscess, so I have to see an oral surgeon. The closest one that accepts my insurance/medicaid is a little over an hour away. But I have to get them taken care of before I can get surgery. I called to set up my appointment after I got my referral and got home. They have to have a consultation before they can actually remove the teeth and they can't even do that until June 11th. So, now I have to call my Ortho in the morning and let them know that my surgery needs put off for, probably, a couple months.

*SIGH*

Let's do this one a little differently and see how it works out...



Okay, let's see. I've read 50/64 of the V.C. Andrews books. 2-3 weeks of books left to read and about a month and a half left of the year. I think I made pretty good time. And speaking of books, I am dingy. When I went to my appointment, I took the last two books I had just finished so I could take them back and pick up the next 9. I got there and turned off the car and then realized, "It's noon and there are only 2 cars here... *facepalm* It's Veteran's Day! They're closed today." So I had to drive around the block to drop the books in the after-hours drop box.


Like I said before, the Dr. doubled my MTX from 6.25mg to 12.5mg. It was such a small dose before I really didn't feel it, but this time It really stung and actually kind of hurt for a few minutes. It's so thick, too. I am definitely NOT looking forward to getting these shots now every week. *meep* With the increase, he's hoping I see some improvement quicker. Haven't seen any yet. Most people seem to say it takes about 12 weeks to see any real results, so I'm about halfway there.
Also, since I got back on my Prednisone (didn't have the money to get it for a couple weeks), I feel a little better. Pain has already gone down a tiny bit. Hopefully in a few more days it will be even better. I need to get a refill as soon as dad gets paid, though.


Also, as I said before, Corie has Mono. Still can't figure out where she got it, but she does. So, I'll be here a few days to help out until the fatigue starts wearing off a bit and she feels up to it. The kids seem like they should be okay. They haven't been too bad lately. We'll see after a few days.


As I said in my mini!post, I've been around (quite a bit, actually), but I just haven't really felt up to posting. There have been so many things I've wanted to say/rant about, but I just didn't feel it. I've been reading and commenting when I had something to say, so I haven't been ignoring you all. Just been kind of blah lately. I think I've been mostly tired.




I wish I had steady internet access/a reliable computer. I kind of wish I was taking part in NaNo. Can you believe I've never NaNo'd? Oh, well. One of these years, I guess. I just want to work on something. I have a couple things I need to finish (anyone remember me mentioning a certain George/Ringo Slash I wanted to write? Well I started it shortly after that, but then got quite stuck. A few weeks ago, I nearly doubled it in length, but it needs more. I just need to figure out a couple transitions and details and I should be able to finish it. Plus, that Kirill-Hans story I mentioned forever and a half ago over at VFB. I have that thing a little over half done and need to finish it, as well. AND I need to finish that Karl/Anita story. *headdesk* So much to write, but not quite enough muse to go around. And nowhere to keep it all in one place. And, and, and...


Okay. I think I'm done for now. Let's see how this post looks when it's posted. Just wanted to do something a little different.

I've decided ^that^ is Ryan's new theme song. The twins went to the dentist Monday. I guess Ryan was being mouthy and kept telling the hygienist that he didn't have to do what she said and to get her hands out of his mouth. At least once he told her, "I will bite you." And he did. They had to do his x-rays 3 times because he was moving so much. The boy is a freak of nature. He's 5 1/2 and he's got all his baby teeth. Like, including his 6 and 12-year molars. How does a 5-year-old have his 12-year molars already? They weren't concerned about it. He's also got his first loose tooth. That should fall out by this weekend. They also said he should have all his adult teeth before too long at the rate his teeth are growing. He also has 2 cavities. He's going back Friday to get them fixed. Because of how much he moved, they're thinking they'll have to knock him out to do it. They don't want to accidentally drill his gums or cheek. RobbieThomas'* exam went well. Dentist said his teeth are perfect. He was extremely well behaved considering this was their first trip to the dentist and he was terrified for the whole week or two before they went.
*They're changing his name to Thomas as soon as they get the DNA results in a week or so. Gotta start calling him that now.

OMG. I'm about to rip my hair out. Connor is driving me batty. He's gotten to his "terrible 2s" even though he's nearly 4. He's gotten extremely nosey and has this sense of entitlement. It's crazy. And he will not listen to me no matter what. None of my punishments work, none of Corie's, none of brother's. He'll cry and then be good for a little while, then go right back to what he was doing to get him in trouble. I'm about to string him up by the toes.

Brother is on vacation this week. They were going to take the kids to the zoo Saturday, but I just found out that they can't afford it now. They spent more than half the money he had left driving around looking for a certain pipe they needed for the new well pump. Turns out they didn't absolutely need it. Dad just cut it off for them and he's just going to set it about a foot higher in the well. It won't hurt anything. They've been over there everyday, all day working on getting the house all clened and everything fixe and stuff moved around since Saturday. Everyone has to be out of here in 1 1/2 - 2 weeks. It's going to be hectic. Brother wants to start moving things like movies and books over starting tomorrow. Besides a few appointments they have for the next couple of days, they'll be out there the rest of the week. Their zoo trip was supposed to be my break from the kids. WAAAH! No I'm not going to get a break for who knows how long. I'm going to go insane by next week.

Plus, I haven't been sleeping well. I'm tired all day. And my back has been hurting. And I've been having headaches everyday. Yelling at Connor all time isn't helping those. I think part of it is CONNOR these kids getting me so frustrated all the time lately. And Corie turns the A/C on as soon as it hits 70 outside. I get cold and it hurts my joints. I keep telling her that just b/c it's 70 outside doesn't mean it it inside. And she leaves it on all night. The bedroom is a couple rooms away from the kitchen, where the A/C is, and it gets really hot in there at night. I understand that. But then it gets chilly in the living room. It makes it a bit uncomfortable for me. I NEED A VACATION! I can't wait til we're all moved in. I need a real bed again and I can take naps when I do. And the twins should be starting kindergarten in the middle of August. YAY.

Ugh. I guess that's about it for now. I really need to get to bed. I should probably eat something, since all I've had today is some ramen and french fries for lunch but i think I'm too tired. bleh.

So I went to donate plasma yesterday (Keith had a black eye and some bruises on his chin. *awww*) but my iron was too low. Okay, reschedule for today. No problem. Made sure I took an extra multi-vitamin and ate so much Malt-O-Meal (lots of iron) this morning I actually almost got nauseated. There was this horrible wait today. Lots of people that work the front were off. No Keith today *tear*. Anyway, they finally got to me and my iron was the same as yesterday. WTF? How does that even happen? Needless to say, that pretty much put me in a bad mood because I had to use the last of my money for gas. By the time I got home I was tired already. Couldn't find anything to eat. Everyone else got to go out. I should have taken a nap/went to bed early since everyone was gone for a while. BTW, did I forget to mention that we have 6 extra people staying here, half of whom are very small, very loud, quite hyper children 4 and under? Corie, my cousin (her 'bf'), their kids and their roommate Sidra. So, yeah, not much sleep for Dom lately. That's also why I haven't been online a lot lately. My stupid freaking cousin is on here, like, all day and night on his days off and the days he does work, I'm helping with the kids anyway. Not that if/when I do get on the comp I get any uninterrupted time anyway. Plus, Corie and Sidra and I spend so much time dealing with children who want their father's attention, and don't ever get it because he's a deadbeat, that the house really, REALLY needs cleaned and the dishes really, REALLY need done. I just know when they move into their new place (they're hoping this weekend) I will be the one stuck with all their left over trash and having to do dishes I didn't use. Well, me and Dad. He's been complaining to me an awful lot about it, though he doesn't say anything to Corie like he should. And that has put me in a worse mood.

I'm taking a wild guess that I won't be in a good mood tomorrow either. All I know is that the day after they're all moved out...I'm going to bed and not getting up unless I abso-bloody-lutely have to!

Finally home.

Spent Friday and Saturday at Corie's. She needed me to babysit on Saturday while she went to her youngest sister's graduation party, so I just spent the night Friday night. Saturday morning there was a "faith" fair in the courtyard of their apartment somplex, so we took the kids outside. They had some animals (2 miniature horses, 2 donkeys, 2 baby goats, a giant rabbit, a pot-bellied pig, and a llama), balloons, free cotton candy, water and popcorn, and these little puppet-show things. The boys absolutely LOVED the animals. Robbie spent the entire time we were out there trying to touch the llama, but he wouldn't have it. I don't think he liked all the little kids running around him and he certainly didn't like the balloons they had.
When Corie left and I was trying to get the boys' lunch ready, they all snuck back outside. Do you have any idea how annoying it is to run down 3 little kids and corale them back inside when they REALLY don't want to be there? When they went out, Robbie had his and Ryan's balloons and let them go. Ryan was so pitiful sounding the rest of the day asking in a sad voice where his balloon was. Robbie was just a brat the rest of the day. Connor too, but not as much. Left there and came home Sunday morning.

I've just been sitting around the house since then. I'm so glad that it cooled down a little and it's a LOT less humid than this time last week. Expecially since Clayton came and took his air conditioner. I went into my room yesterday afternoon to take a nap and it was missing and the window was closed. Oh well. I didn't have it plugged in anyway, so no big loss.

I guess Paul's car is more broken than he thought, so he'll probably be getting a new one sooner than expected. Luckily he didn'tget laid off this summer he just got transfered to his company's new plant. Hopefully when he does get a new car, he'll let me use it to go to Findlay. At least until I can get a job and get something to drive.

I've been feeling so...blah and depressed since I got home yesterday. Like, it feels like I've been home for 3 or 4 days. And it's barely been one and a half. I think I'm going into depressed mode again.

Also, if I don't show up anywhere for a few days at a time for a while, it's because the comp is acting up again. Dad needs to get compatible parts so that it will quit. One of these days.

( until next time... )

God Bless HBO On Demand! So Sunday Night I was laying on the couch watching Big Love when I saw that starting Monday HBO On Demand was going to have the whole season available. So Monday I watched episodes 1-3 and yesterday I watched 4 and 5. So now I'm all caught up on the whole season. YAY!

Monday, went home, did nothing. Same for Tuesday. Wednesday I picked up brother's car from him at work. Went to Plasma appointment, brother took me home when I picked him up from work. Rest of the day was boring. Thursday boring as well. Friday morning Paul left for Chicago for his Con. I got here shortly after and went to my appointment. Corie went for the first time. When she donates the second time, I get a $15 "Buddy Bonus". Woo!

Since brother is gone all weekend, I'm crashing here at his house. Gonna have dad pick me up on his way home from work Tomorrow morning.

Last night after my entry I got all ready to go to bed. SO I lay down about 4. I was so tired, my eyes were watering. I woke up about an hour later, in pain. My back's been out for a while. And there's something pinched in it too. I got back to sleep after a few minutes, only to wake up again at 7:30. I was in so much pain I couldn't breathe, and I was almost crying. And of course, Paul never uses Aspirin oor anything so I couldn't take anything for it. Although, if I thought I could make it out to the car and over to Corie's, I would have gone over there to see if I could swipe one of cousin's pain pills for his shoulder. But I knew I'd never make it. Besides, I wasn't sure if anyone would be up at that time. (turns out she was up then)

Last time my back was out really bad and I could barely walk, I laid on brother's floor (it's concrete with a little padding and carpet) for about an hour or so and when I got up I was all better. So I decided to try that. But it was really awkward for some reason. I laid there for a bit, but I still couldn't breathe, so I got up. I had only laid there for about 15-20 minutes. I went to the bathroom and, I swear, I had a headache that could kill a buffalo. My head felt like it was going to explode. And the tiny bit of light streaming in his wondows made my eyes feel like they were going to explode as well. SO I tried going back to bed. I discovered that laying on my stomach helped ease the pain a bit, so I finally fell asleep again. About 11:30 I was woken up by the phone. (thanks a bunch, Corie.)

Still in some pain, but it's bearable at least. I think I might brave the walk to the car later to go get some Ibuprofin or Aleve from Corie. For now, I'm just going to try not to strain myself too much. Might take a little nap after I make and eat lunch.

Onto the randomness:
YAY! HBO orders up season two of Big Love

And on a related Big Love note, if you go to the Big Love site, you can read Margene's blog. Great stuff.

Why do I spend so much money (that I can't really afford to spend anyway) on food when I know I don't need to buy it? The last two times I've gone to Aldi I've spent $10 on food. Now, it may not seem like much, but at Aldi and for one person, that's a LOT. I swear, it's like a sickness. I go in there knowing exactly what I want, but instead get about 10 additional things and I always end up with so much stuff. It's crazy. One of these days I'll learn to control myself there.

Having said that...I'm about ready to head back today to get some cookies or something. I need cookies and they have some good ones. And of course, since Paul never has milk here, I'm gonna have to buy some milk too. Well...there goes the rest of my money. *sigh*

Does anyone out there happen to have a cap of the opening of Big Love when they're all twirling away on the ice when it's cracking, or know where I can find one? I was looking yesterday, but haven't found anything. I want to make a Big Love icon and that's my favorite little bit of the opening. Maybe even just a good pic of Bill and the wives. I found a couple of those, but they're not so great for my uses.

And now for a few quizzes that have popped up all over my F-list over the past week:
( Quizzes ho! (Or is that: 'Quizzes. Ho.'? ^_^) )

Well...I think that's about it for now. If I think of anything else, I'll come back. And now, I'm off to make me some shrimp stir fry. Mmmmm....

(It took me an hour and a half to write this entry?!? Where DOES the time go?)

ETA: How do you get a header at the top of your journal? I saw somwhere how to do it, but now I've lost the entry. Not sure if I'm going to do it, but I'd like to see how it looks.

Okay, not today, but Yesterday (Friday).

Had an appointment at 11:15AM and actually got to drive myself. Dad wanted me to take the van. So I got up at 10, left the house about 10:30, got gas then headed on down to Findlay. Got there a little late. As usual. About 11:25. But they never notice anyway. They're always a little behind, so even when I get there on time I have to end up waiting a bit.

Got done with appt about 1:00PM, drove to Bowling Green stopped by spaceygirl_1's house to talk to her for a minute. Grabbed gas and coffee, then a quick lunch on my way back home. Had to wait for dad to get home. He FINALLY got home about 5:00 and gave me gas money to go get little brother. So I took off for Michigan to get him. Made bad time. I took a wrong turn and it ended up taking me WAY out of my way. Eventually got there. Little brother drove us back to BG. Went to Corie's again. Had to drive back to Findlay (or at least most of the way) to take an old H.S. friend of ours to the bus stop. She left the state to go to North Carolina. She had to go at night so that her husband wouldn't know she was leaving. They've been having problems. Problems? Pfft. That's the understatement of the year. He's been beating her and then threatened to kill her. So she finally got the courage to leave him. Got back to BG around 1:15AM But by the time I switched Corie's van back for dad's truck (we switched his van for his truck when bro and I first got to BG and dad was on his way to work) and got home, it was about 3:00 AM.

Sitting in vehicles all day is no fun. You know, I was thinking about it...With all the driving/riding I did that day, I could have driven to NYC. Or out to GT and half way back.

I missed Conan's St. Patty's day episode, which if any of the comments on conan_obrienor the COB.net forums are any indication was an especially great epi. But...I guess getting friend away from her a-hole husband was a little more important.

P.S.  Little note to anyone that knows how and is willing to tell me...How do you get a different word to show up instead of someone's actual username, yet the link till goes to their LJ?

Okay, so I guess I should finally update this here journal, huh?

Well, I guess the reason I haven't been updating, really, lately is that I've been somewhat depressed. Nothing set it off, just one of my phases. And my muse has up and left me abandoned. Although, I've been TRYING to trudge through it. I'm working on my stuff, I really am. I just don't know how long it's going to be before it's ready to post... Plus my funny is gone. So that's not helping any.

Someone suggested I just need to have a good cry. But crying isn't really me. I try not to cry. She suggested I watch a movie or listen to a song that makes me cry. Having thought on that, I can only think of one thing that makes me tear up when I watch it. Concert For George. And it HAS been a long time since I've watched it. So maybe I'll give that a try. Though, I'm not altoghether convinced that will work.

So, if I kind of disappear or you don't see me much, that's why. One of these days I'll feel better and get back to posting places. I really will. I hope.

In other news...

Some of you know this already, but some of you don't. I've also been busy about twice a week b/c I've been donating plasma. So mostly Tuesdays and Fridays I'm off doing that most of the day. Then a lot of times I'm tired after that, so I'll take a nap or go to bed a little early. I've also been going to bed a little early the nights before I donate.

Um...not really much going on other than that. Not that I can think of, though. SO, in conclusion, I've actually been a teensy bit busy and somewhat depressed. Hopefully I'll be around more soon. And I'll try to update more often. Don't worry, I WILL be spaming you with quizzes from time to time. ;p And I DO read your LJs, even if I don't comment on them. I'm still around, just kind of silent of late.

Well, tomorrow I'm going with Pauly to pick up Austin so we can meet David.  He hasn't met either Pauly or me, so...  I talked to him on the phone the other day and he seems like a nice enough guy.  But we'll see.  So b/c of that, I'll have to be off the comp by about 3:30pm tomorrow.  Pauly wants to leave as soon as he gets home from work, since it's a 1 1/2 hour drive to where we're supposed to meet them.  Short comp day, WAH!

Not really looking forward to the meeting.  But I'll let you know how it goes.  Hopefully he's a nice guy.  At least his name isn't Steve!  ROFL  (sorry, you'd get that if you knew my mom.  After the divorce, it seems like almost every single guy she went out with was named Steve!  I know of at least 3.) And I think I'm going to greet him by saying something about finally meeting the reason I'm getting jipped for Xmas. See what he says to that.

And, OH!  Conan is suddenly a repeat in the middle of the week after they just got back from a break, so you know what that means?  Liza had the baby!  "YAY!" for Baby Boy O'Brien!  Can't wait to hear what they named him!

[Edited 11/10 To Add (cuz I didn't want to make a new entry)] From NBCUniversal Media Village

NEW YORK - November 10 - "Late Night" host Conan O'Brien and his wife Liza Powel O'Brien are thrilled to announce the arrival of their son, Beckett O'Brien. This is the couple's second child. He was born Wednesday, November 9 in New York City at 8:27pm. He is a healthy 8lbs 4oz.

Mother, baby and father are all well.

SQUEEEEEEEE!!! Beckett, huh? I kinda like it.

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