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You are The Star

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

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Oddness thy name is “Greyhound Station”

Okay, to blog on a somewhat more positive note, Julian has dared me to list some of the strange but all TRUE things I have run into in Greyhound bus stations just this year.

1: An Elvis impersonator. I kid you not, this happened back in September, on my way back to Pittsburgh from Ohio.

2: A bearded Amish WOMAN! Julian himself was there to witness this one. Yes we were polite enough not to stare, but this one did make me blink and look twice.

3: A very flamboyantly gay actor who tried to lead the entire bus station in a showtunes sing-a-long. When this didn’t work he resorted to instead trying to talk us into a game of poker.

Maybe more will pop to mind later…but those are the ones I can remember for the moment.

It’s NOT beginning to feel a lot like Christmas

Things are rough here this year, there’s no denying it. Between the break-in at my home this fall, my unexpected sudden move to Pittsburgh, and everything else thats gone on, I’m not sure holiday spirit is going to be something I will be capable of this year.

The worst thing to happen to me so far in 2011, was when my Dad passed away last week from cancer at the age of 69. It’s times like this I really wonder if the universe does give us more than we can handle. I’m glad to have Julian’s love and support right now, or I think I would really be going crazy.

If anyone’s out there listening, please, please let 2012 be a better year.

 

It’s raining, it’s pouring…

I think the cats have the right idea, as far as finding a warm place to curl up in. Today is grey and rainy outside, and there’s a general feel of blah in the air. Stressed out and bored is not a good combination, but I find myself feeling a lot of both lately.

It seems the world has turned upside down, and it’s almost like I don’t recognize my own life now. I’ve gotten most of what I’ve always said I wanted, but I never expected to receive it quite this suddenly, or to have it cost me so much that I cared for. I’m happy with him, and grateful that he’s here to help me pick up the pieces, but this is still really scary how fast everything has changed for me.

Sometimes it’s hard to feel at home somewhere when nothing there really belongs to you. I know I wasn’t really given a choice in that matter. The house is full of Julian’s books, and our roommate’s junk, but the most I have is a stuffed animal here, or a small picture frame there. As George Carlin would say “I need more stuff….”

In the meantime, I’ve got more cats than I can shake a stick at, and I still miss mine…

Don’t you feel the warm fuzzies here?

Sweeping change has never been one of my favorite things. Sometimes I wonder if trying to be happy only leads to disaster, seriously. I never expected to have visiting Julian result in my being ripped off blind, much less that family would the prime suspects in carrying it out.

I’ve had to start over so many times that I’m tired of it. I want to belly ache and rant, but it’s completely pointless. It’s not like the assholes who took my things are going to suddenly grow a conscience and return even what little may not already be pawned or sold on ebay for crack or a shiny new whatever they bought.

I just want to get my daughter out of that nightmare and forget Ohio ever existed. The sooner she’s away from there the saner I am going to be. She’s the only thing in that state, besides spending what time I can with my dad that’s remotely worth going back for.

So what to do now? I’m not really sure. School again? I’m too stressed out to write and I’m starting to go stir crazy trying to think of what to do with myself. I can only spend so much time on the internet, or in this house. Busses are too expensive to take every day, and there’s only so far my legs will allow me to wander with all the hills around here on foot. I’m bored and Julian and I can only fool around so much.

Fun happy joy…

Homecoming Princess

Mom is feeling a little old here already. My little frog princess is 17 and going to homecoming already. They’d better behave themselves… 

Angry birds and even angrier blondes?

I’ve had a hard time letting myself make a post the last few days, and not just because my computer was stolen. Everything I’ve wanted to say would turn into a long useless rant, and for all I know probably still will as I try to make sense of what doesn’t have a chance in hell of making sense.

Yes I’m upset and angry, anyone would be after coming home to find almost everything in their home stolen. I know it’s just material things that can eventually at some point be replaced, and I should be thankful that I am alive and safe here with Julian. This however, doesn’t really make what happened any easier to swallow.

Julian now has the spare phone, after the phone company thankfully replaced my second phone during the robbery. He is already addicted to angry birds, which is really amusing. He is also annoyingly good at the game and somehow has made it to the middle of level 5 within only a couple of days of seeing it for the first time hehe.

Somehow it seems as if I should be doing more, but I’m not exactly sure what it would be. I guess all this worrying and moping isn’t going to get my things back, or get what little I have left here from Ohio. I really just want to get this move over with and get on with my life, and try to be as happy as I can be in spite of everything.

 

The sleepyheads are awake now

This has been one of those days when we have seemed to have no inclination to get out of bed. The cats got us up at about 6 or 7 for food, but after a series of naps, it’s now a bit after 3PM. It seems that around here , you only sleep as long as the cats allow you to

We don’t have any real plans for today, but just hanging out around the house. The cats make very good supervisors as I type this and Poly seems to now be giving me his input so I can’t see a thing that I am typing presently.

It’s just time for a warm shower and then maybe crawling under the covers to get warm again. Tomorrow is going to be a very busy day, so I think today we may just relax and rest up for then…well until it’s time to feed the cats again.

Hello from Pittsburgh

Yes I am alive and in one piece. I have not been tied to the headboard or buried in the back yard. Actually I’ve been having quite a wonderful time here….obviously since I haven’t been writing updates since I’ve been here.

Even though I’ve been here since early Tuesday morning yesterday was the first we’ve really been able to pry ourselves out of the house. We took a bus ride, and then a long walk, and went shopping for a present for my daughter. Most people would bring back the usual cliche things for their teenager when they go on vacation, like a t-shirt. I bring my kidlet a frog and a bag full of rocks hehe. (actually a frog shaped purse and a lot of really nice stones from the new age store here)

Today we have some plans with some of Julian’s friends, and I am really looking forward to meeting them. I will write when I can, but well, can’t promise I won’t be quite happily distracted and otherwise occupied.

Greyhound take me away

Seemed like forever I’ve been waiting, but the day is finally here. I’ve only got a few more hours to wait before I’m on my way to see Julian again. I’ve missed him so much, unbelievably badly, for it having only been a couple of weeks since we’ve seen one another. It’s amazing just how hard and how fast you can fall for someone when the right person comes along.

For now the cats all curled up asleep in my lap, and I’m hoping my aunt manages to get over here to get her soon. If not I have put out plenty of food and water to last her for the time I will be gone, just hate the thought of leaving her by herself for very long. I don’t think I’ve been away from Neia for more than a few days the entire five years she’s owned me.

For now I’m trying to think of any last minute things I may need to pack, that I may have forgotten, got clothes, some toiletries and such but am not taking much in the way of anything else, as I’m trying to pack lightly as I can so I have some small hope of being able to carry the suitcase. I’m going to eat dinner before I leave so I don’t need much more than a snack while I am on the bus.

Mu aunt just called mid post to tell me, she will meet me at the bus stop to get the keys so she can come and pick up the cat, great news. Now I at least won’t have to worry as much about my four legged furry one while I am gone. I am sure Airianna will have her quite spoiled by the time I get back.

Julian, if you are reading this, and I have a feeling you will before the day is over, I love you, and I will see you soon baby