Painting in progress.

Something I'm working on. I'm going to try to work on this within the next few days and post the progress.


I'm using a Wacom tablet, and Corel Painter IX. It's has a digi watermark on it and on top of that my own stamp. The original size of this pic is 1500pixels X 1500 pixels. So I sized it down to 600x600 so it would load quicker. (end nerd moment)

I'm on a school break for the holidays and extremely desperate for my brain to quiet down and take a break too, so I gave it a project. (see picture above)

I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday. I wish you all the best. Merry Christmas.

Geek alert. Musical Language

I sat down to do some work, and decided to turn on some music as I always do. I noticed that my itunes was downloading some podcast. So in my curiosity I checked to see what was new. And look what I found

WNYC Radio Lab
Musical Language
Show #202
Friday, April 21, 2006

It's so interesting. If you're bored. Listen to it.

lights, Camera, UUUUHHH that's gotta hurt.

So it's been confirmed, checked and double checked. Not only is my doctor sure I should be taking the little purple pill, he thinks I should be doing it twice a day.

I'm not going into detail about the whole horrible morning I had the day of the endoscopy. In a nutshell I was in terrible pain, and could not eat or drink or do anything about it but pace and breathe.

Finally the moment came when the doc shows up and clearly sees I'm in severe discomfort. He was awesome. I really liked him a lot. I like is PA a lot too. very good listeners and very sympathetic. One of the first questions he asked me was "How is your stress levels these days?" I started to answer but they were already giving me the drugs to put me to sleep so I didn't say much else, but "very HIGH. I have a baby, a seven year old and a 15 years old that is acting a fool right nzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZzzzz"
He said some other things to me but I can't 'member. :P

That question has made me think. I am a nervous, anxious, stressed out person by nature. I try really hard not to let stuff bother me, but my body reacts other wise. The reaction is so involuntary it's almost like breathing. How do you unlearn such volatile and involuntary reaction. Should I runaway from home and become a Zen Buddhist.

Honestly my life is not bad at all. I have some big stressors but others have it worse. The big picture of my life is not so bad, it's my physical reaction to these stupid things that are hurting me.

Do you pay attention to what your body does when you have small life altering moments?
And by small I mean, delays in traffic, stupid things that throw off your schedule, the child is slow at brushing his teeth or refuses to do it. You get my point.

lights camera, ewww.

And finally the day has come and I had my appointment with the Gastrointerologist.
She's super nice. But basically it all comes down to, we really don't know what's wrong with you sound like it could be an ulcer. But I want you to come back and get an endoscopy done. Oh and by the way give your medical family history you are due for a colonoscopy by the age of 40. So I have something to look forward to in 4 more years or is it 3. I don't know.

In the mean time she gave me some Nexium samples and a script for more Nexium. I take it to my local Wallyfart pharmacy. And they later inform me that my insurance doesn't want to pay. They want to see if the doctor won't prescribe something else.

Oh yeah they know more than the doctor's now. So I spent my whole day at the doctor's right? Inconvenience some of my family member's so that they can watch thekids for me while I go see this doctor. Spend time with her, talk to her, she uses all her resources and the 8 years of medical study to give me the right something for the I don't know what you have but this will definitely take care of it in the mean time. ONLY to be second guessed by some piss-ant pencil pusher behind a desk somewhere that magically knows more than my physician. I'm sorry if I sound bitchy about this but this is the stupidest thing I've ever heard of in my life. My husband works his butt off everyday, so that we can have what we need the basics, you know. And thankfully we can afford very decent health care. I can go to whoever I want to see, but I would get an even better discount if they were in the group. AnYway. What I'm getting at is we pay a pretty penny to get this kind of benefit. It AIN't cheap and you know what neither is the basic basic stuff. We all know that. So we're paying these A**holes to tell us "umm are YOU sure?? you need that medication? I think you could take something else, umm yeah. you're in pain and all but we think you can do without this stuff and take something else. In the mean time, yeah, you can just wait. mmmmkay."

A-nNOY-ING!!!

Now I understand why I got the samples. Because my doc is probably used to dealing with these thieving insurance companies.

Wednesday morning I'll be get my insides photographed and videotaped so that I may be studied more in depth. LOL. I feel like such a freakshow.

Other updates: Munchkin one and Munchkin two are both sick today.

I'm feeling it too. I have a cold as well now. That really sucks. I feel so uncomfortable, to be in my own skin right now. I got to get out of this funk. The stomach, the cold or allergies, the mental stress. YUCK!!

Night.

Day by day

All I can do is take one step in front of the other. Live minute by minute, hour by hour and day by day. Last week was hell week for me taking a class which in my opinion a not very good instructor. I feel like the types of courses I'm taking now should be more hands on, more exercises more projects, I dont' feel like I should be writting 1000 - 3000 word essays. I feel like thats a complete waste of my time. Any how I'm not going to go on about that.

A few weeks ago I had my gall bladder removed, as some of you may know. But now I have developed another problem. The pain is intense, back to square one. By intense I mean I break out into a cold sweat when it comes on strong. The pain only seems to pass after I have a glass of milk or food. My guess is I have an ulcer now. Did I have it before the gallbladder surgery. I don't know. I did have gallstones so that was an issue. I just don't know what came first, or was this developed after my surgery. I have an appointment on Monday but these days I don't know that I can wait that long, the other day I was just begging to go to the ER, but then it passed.

There is no activity at the house in the country, Realtors have visited the site and have given nothing by great reviews. But it's the holidays and of course no one is out looking for a house while they are out buying Christmas gifts.

Mortgages, Rents, bills and gifts OH MY!!

So all these little things are just compounding and compounding the anxiety I feel. The anxiety I feel does not help but cause more pain to my already sore stomach.

I don't know what else to say but thanks for reading.

The little devil

lil devil
Originally uploaded by mousepotatozone

I don't normally post picture of my children. And if I do they are obscure shots not full on face pics. I don't know why really. I have a few reasons and a few theories, but I won't bore you with them. It's just what I do.

Any how, but today I decided against all that.

My model is sporting a little devil hat that I initially intended it to be a Halloween accessory. :D And being the last minute person that I am could not finish it in time.

So here it is. I finished a while back I just didn't posted till now.

I can't believe how big he's gotten. Well he's still small compared to my first child. We're 10 months now. He climbs the stairs all the way to the second floor. It's a cool thing to watch.
A lot could be learned from a baby climbing stairs. Let's think about it for a second. I'm in a philosophizing (word?) mood.
He takes those steps one at a time with out thinking about the risk or the big obstacle ahead.
He doesn't think "I have to climb all those steps just to get upstairs."
He just goes "one more, okay and one more, one more and hey I'm upstairs look it's the office and books I can rip. whooohoo. Hey mama just scooped me up....Hey I'm in my crib. oh okay I'll take a nap now. dang it.!"

The pattern is Chileconyarne Viking hat. I used some
Lion Brand Wool-Ease Solid that I bought on sale at Hancock Fabrics.

C'est Fini! They feel so goooood!

firstpairFO
Originally uploaded by mousepotatozone

I finished the last night. I really should have been catching up on some much needed sleep. But I couldn't help myself. Once you start that toe decrease there is no way I was putting those needles down. ;)

I wore them all day today. HEEHEE. I couldn't resist. they feel soooooo goood!

Laters. I'm on the last week of this class and I can't say enough how F***ing sick of this class I am. MORE than any other class. Seriously.

More music, more love.

I know another post about music, but when I have to spend oodles of time infront of this screen. I have to occupy my ears with beautiful things. I took these test in one of the first courses at the University I'm attending, to learn what kind of learning skills I had. What was my learning style? At . In those quizzes I learned I was a visual-spatial learner. Along with being a visual spatial I had some strong pointers towards musical learning style. All of us have multiple learning pathways, and I think it would be great if more schools took the time to figure these things out. So that they can help the students understand themselves and improve their learning ability. I think that might be the key to learning success. Looking back at the way I learned in school or didn't learn for that matter, I understand now why that is. If I could go back in time and talk to myself, I would tell her the secret to her own learning strategy. Shoot I could have been an awesome student. Don't get me wrong I wasn't a terrible student, I just had to work at it a little harder and often beat myself up for not understanding things and sometimes called myself "stupid". Crazy how things are. I wonder how many kids out there are feeling the same way.

To maximize my learning abilities, there are some techniques.

Visual/Spatial should

• Develop graphic organizers for new material
• Draw mind maps
• Develop Charts and graphs
• Use color in notes to organize
• Visualize material (method of loci)

Musical/Rhythmic learners

• Create rhythms out of words
• Beat out rhythms with hand or stick
  
• Play instrumental music/write raps
• Put new material to songs you already know
• Take a music break

Some of these things I did naturally. I thought they were just part of my quirky personality, but they are valid techniques. WHO knew?

All that gabbing just talk about these two new songs. Sometimes I find a song and just fall in love with it. There is just something about it that I can't explain, it's just a feeling. It's the rhythm, it's the lyrics, it's the melody it's the emotion behind the singers voice. All I know is that for a while that song becomes my musical crack. LOL.

I like all kinds of music, even songs in other languages. So here is a perfect example.

E isso ai performed by Seu Jorge and Ana Carolina both excellent Brazilian artist. I loved this song so much but desperately wanted to know what the lyrics meant. I speak fluent Spanish so I understand a little bit of what they were saying. And finally I found in my search that E isso ai is a cover of a Damien Rice song "The Blower's Daughter"



This is the Portuguese version



I prefer the latter of the two. I think it's such a sexy language. I even had my husband learn a few words in Portuguese. mmmm-mmmmm!!

Concert from my comfy office chair..

Well not so much comfy but just fine.
But the concert was quite enjoyable.

Bebel Gilberto

What can I say I'm on the prowl for good enjoyable music.

This is what I'm talking about

Just dance like know one is watching. I bet this guy is having a great day!!

Happy HUMP DAY everyone!!!

it just occurred to me

I've a blogging without obligations button. And then I joined the NaBloPoMo.
Hmmmm? See anything wrong there?

Well I tried and I just couldn't handle it, but I won't apologize. okay well maybe I will a little bit.

I just can't blog tonight.
I have some knitting fo that i will post soon.

Music it runs in my veins...

It is something that I really need other than, food, water, and shelter.
vitamin M.

I've had moments of depression and or just dull days.
And then I take a moment and reflect back on those days. To see what has been missing. What was the common denominator. And with 100% certainty I can tell you that it has been the lack of music in my day.

when was the last time you shut off your tv and turned on the radio or played some tunes on full volume. When was the last time you just belted out a tune off key and all. Do it I dare you!! Sing like no one is listening and dance your tushy off like no one is watching. It feels so good. Let loose.

So I put a short play list of songs that I really dig. some have some meaning to them, some don't. Some I just love the beat, some inspire me. Some remind of people I really love, and others just remind of a really good day I had.

Enjoy.

p.s. This play list will definitely be changing from time to time because my taste are very eclectic. So stay tuned.

Dance that meal away.

Sharon Jones & the Dap Kings; 100 days 100 nights



Jamiroquai, You Blow Mind

Momma (that's me.) had the whole bottom floor to herself for a little while. While she did her cooking today. :D

I have to say that was great. I had a little groove going (until I hit a snag in my operation....eeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrcrash). So while I did my cooking I hooked up my ipod and the new songs I added. Lots of booty shakin and twirlin going on (of course I waited to put the knife down before I did any fancy foot work).

Everyone showed up we ate, we got sleepy, we cleaned the kitchen and now it's time to get back to business. I really want to increase my HTML or XHTML skills so I might try out a few new things here. OR. I will hook up one of my own domains, with some cool things. Stay tuned.

This has been a rough year for us, as well as a great year. (Sometimes I write in stupid...enidish) We've had some really high highs, and some awful hope it never happens to anyone lows. But the big picture we are all still together, one family all important parties present. I have had some friends really step for me when I've needed them most. My mom is still with me. For that I am eternally grateful. For every breathe my children take I am eternally grateful. For coming out of surgery with all the right pieces missing and zero complications, I am thankful. For the husband that puts up with my crap, I am *Sigh* thankflwlwlwthpth...lol.

To the person that reads my dorky posts. YOU ROCK!!! and THANX!!

My bad..ooops

I know I know, Thanksgiving isn't even here yet and I have already put up my blog tree.

But I seem to have made a big mistake.
I put some initial packages under my tree and they were meant to be for my friends. But now that I look at this thing I've realized that it's only set for receiving. That sucks I thought it would be cool if it were both. Seems kind of self centered. Here I put a tree up so you could give me stuff. LOL

I know it's only make believe.

Any how. Happy Thanksgiving, all!! I hope it's safe, I hope it's full of all your favorite people, and I hope there is plenty of the things that make you happy.

xoxox

A little warm sake....

A little warm sake will make it all better.
Little is the key word here, doesn't take much sake to take an effect on me.
It doesn't take much of anything to affect me especially since it isn't often that I have any alcohol.

I found yet again something folded up and shoved in my front door. But this time it was a delivery flyer. wokonwheels I think it is. I was so excited so naturally it's friday I don't want to cook. Long story short we decided it would be best to pay cash. So then I'd have to go get cash That just doesn't make sense. There is a delivery fee for the wokonwheels, and then if i go get money there is an atm fee, and not to mention the gas i use going on the little errand. I'll just go get it myself.

So I picked up little E from his friends house and we went to grab some grub. YUM YUM.
First stop a little restaurant down the street, where I ordered way to much food as usual but at we will have lunch for tomorrow. While we waited we went next door to this Asian market. My son was very interested in finding moon cakes. no moon cakes but we found Mung bean cakes (I'm sure they are of no relation. I've had a moon cake but I can't remember what it looked like or tasted it like it was a while back), and something else that he saw and wanted to try. We walked up and down the isles. This place is great. It's small but it's inventory is very very expansive, everything tightly showcased in short isles of this long little supermarket. I want to say they've got everything you can imagine, it's great. I could spend hours just studying everything and then picking out the right new thing to try. Frozen foods, fresh fish, they even had Roasted ducks, and roasted pork ready to eat. At the back of the store they have this cart and with a small selection of bright red roasted ducks neck and all. One day when I'm in the mood for duck and brave I just might give it a try.
Any how I knew I wanted a little bit of sake so I found my appropriate isle and
began starring at the sake bottle like a little kid in a candy store. In the end I selected a Sho Chiku Bai. Paid for our ice cream, pastries and sake (what a combo) and headed next door to pick up our hot meals.

Which brings me to the present. I had my meal. Went upstairs to do some studying and then took a break for a little bit of warm sake. Kampai!!

I'm all better now. >^_^<

I'm having a moment.

WEB DESIGN & DEVELOPMENT II	3.00	11/06/2007	12/10/2007
XML	3.00	12/11/2007	01/28/2008
JAVA PROGRAMMING I	3.00	01/29/2008	03/03/2008
JAVA PROGRAMMING II	3.00	03/04/2008	04/07/2008
IMAGE EDITING	3.00	04/08/2008	05/12/2008
WEB DESIGN	3.00	05/13/2008	06/16/2008
ELECTRONIC PUBLISHING	3.00	06/17/2008	07/21/2008
INSTRUCTIONAL DESIGN	3.00	07/22/2008	08/25/2008
MULTIMEDIA DEVELOPMENT	3.00	08/26/2008	09/29/2008

That's what my schedule looks like right now. At the moment I'm taking Web development II.

Can I tell you all that I want to quit. I am sooooooo tired.
And since I had surgery last week I feel like I'm two months behind in this class.
It's amazing what goes on in a week in these classes.

So that's it. My husband said "NO quitting, you're so close. If you quit now, you'll still have the student loan debt and nothing to show for it."
F@*#$ he's right again.

That's twice. Let's not tell him, because he would be impossible to live with of course. I think his head might explode.

I need a bumper sticker that says "I'd rather be knitting"
I'm sure there is one out there. I will find it someday when I have a second. But then again I might use that second to pee or something vital like that.

But you blog sooo much E you should have time. yeah I guess you're right. I'm just tired. The only time i have to myself to get homework done is after everyone has gone to bed. HEY!!! I want to sleep TOOO!!!
Sometimes I just feel like I'm going to lose my mind. Trying to write a paper or a response to a question while nodding off is getting really old.

So tonight I'm having a moment. You know the feeling? When your face gets real hot and your eyes water up (what are those called?) and your nose gets all tight feeling, and what else your chin quivers or something involuntary like that.


To make matters worse I have a 15 year old that thinks she has the whole flippin world figured out and is just so frustrated with school. What I wouldn't give right now to have only ONE job and that is just be a student. Not anything else. Not cleaning the house, not paying bills, not grocery shopping, not taking care of babies, not doing laundry, or cooking dinner, JUST study.
She sees me strugglin' to squeeze in extra study time, and still she decides that this year is f*$%#@# off year. But you know what I'm letting MR. Right two times this week handle it, because one I'm her step mom and she doesn't listen to me, but daddy and her will have a coming to Jesus and everything will tighten back up.

She's makeing excellent grades in other classes, but has decided that Chemistry and Algebra2 are not important MEH. (so those of you that know her situation....it's not because of that.) She's decided and is 100% absolutely sure she's going to be a hairdresser and is 101% positive she's not going to change her mind. NOW we all know that no one needs chemistry or algebra to cut some bangs, or do an updo. right?

***SIGH***

She's been an A/B student since kinder not a c in sight. Things started to slide and eyes began to roll and the sighs became louder last year. ..........................ARRRGH whatever I'm done with that subject that child frustrates the hell out of me. Teenage entitlement complex BS KILLS me.

I've NEVER wanted to shake a crying baby. But I do want to shake a sighing eye rolling teenager. I want to shake them real hard and fast. WAKE UP and LISTEN.... this isn't the B*R*A*V*O network it's real F*&@#!! LIFE. I think their thick skulls can handle it.

That's mean huh? I'm not a mean person, but I'd like to play one on TV.

***SIGH***
I"m done bitchin' thanks for reading and if I lost you half way through it, sorry.
I'm off to read more about functions and there usezZZzZzzzzzzzzzZzzzZzzzzzzZZZzzZZZ

I don't have a title for this.

Today will be my follow up or post op appointment with my surgeon. You all have no idea how much I want to snip off these stitches. They itch like crazy. (heehee)

I can't wait till tonights Project Runway. Today they are showing Season 3 marathon. I'm so tired of these commercials. (in a fake fem kid like voice)"I am pure raw talent and I'm kind of a big deal." At first I thought it was funny. But now I just hit the mute button. LOL.

OH! I have to tell ya'll my friend Mary came over last night and she brought me a gift. How cool is that? Since I was stuck home all last weekend and couldn't make it to the fiber festival she brought me a skein of the softest wool I have ever smashed my face into. :D It is anything but plain but it's called Plain & Fancy Sheep and Wool Co. From Henderson, TX. It's fabulous and I'm so looking forward to playing with my pretty ball of yarn. :D I feel some fetching in my future. :D

Well I hear the baby talking in his crib which means he's done with his nap and I'm done with my post for today.

Auf Wiedersehen!

What the Doctor ordered for those Monday Blues

Happy Monday!

That's a pretty catchy toon. I want to play it all day and wiggle to it, k here i .....OUCH never mind!! @#$%*&E#%@

What a week

I am 3 days post op. I was pacing this house like a caged lioness. Till I just couldn't take it any longer. Yesterday I had felt really good, I didn't take any vicodin and only took the Motrin as needed. So I'm pretty happy that everything seems to be healing up rather nicely. It's itchy.

Ever had a BOMBSTIK. I busted out of my medical induced house arrest and little E and I went to score a few. We came home with 4 of these bad boys

Edited note: A bombstik is a fudge/banana flavored frozen deserty yummy goodness, popsicle. The combination sounds a little weird. But it's just delish!

My husband was totally against it but if there was a bombstik in it for him, well let's just say I twisted his little pinky enough. That and I'm sure he was sick of hearing me grumble.

I skipped kid n ewe this year, it's a fiber festival about 30 minutes out of town, a cake walk for us country drivers. I can't believe the amount of complaining I hear from folks here in the city.
GEEZ, they act like they've got to drive 30 minutes just to get to a grocery store or something. Target? I don't want to go to Target!! It's too faaaaahhhhrr.
Far? try living in BFE for 5 years wear no one can hear you scream. Where if you were out of milk at 10pm you were SOL. Till the next day. Sorry unnecessary ranting.

Anyhow as I was saying missed the festival and was very upset and bitchy about it. But my little tra-la-la to the gas station left me with no doubt that it was best for me to stay home and my hubby was right. So y'all know I got a "you seeeeee, you should listen to your man."

LMAO.

"I know you were right. Make sure you mark it in your diary." I said. "Dear Diary, it is November 11, 2007 and I was right today. Love, ****"

It wasn't terrible just uncomfortable. The seatbelt was pushing on my belly button, the shoulder harness was rubbing on the other incisions. The bumpy bumpy of the truck was just as uncomfortable.

Well the baby has an appointment on Tues in the old town we lived in, but I think I will be rescheduling I don't think I will be up to par yanking that kid in and out of the car seat base. OUCH!!

I have an appointment myself that I have yet to make on Wednesday we'll see how that goes. I'm sure I will be WAAAAY better then.

Like I said no bad pain, just uncomfortable. Annoying is more like it. But I am so glad I got it done. It was getting progressively worse.

So now I just need to my old house to get bought. (that's bad English i know) I need that to happen and life will be tolerable for the time being. Because we all know life happens. So I can't say I just need that to happen and life will be perfect because we all know nothing is perfect.

Life will be good.

So HELLO UNIVERSE. BUY MY HOUSE!!! for asking price that would be even better.

night y'all.

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I skipped another day

Oh well. Even my school is falling behind but yesterday I devoted to purely me, vicodin and the bed.

We got very intimate vicodin and I. I think today I won't need it. I slept as much as I could. Part of me felt guilt, because I should be doing something with the baby or my son the part of me was slapping me around and ordering me to bed. So I went to bed and man does that really help.

Food wise. I don't know I'm pretty hungry but I'm afraid to eat. lol. So soup and jello still. Peach jello rocks y'all.

I better go I should get some work done before I get so behind I fail this class.

thanks for readin'

Blessed art thou anesthesiologist

I went in with a gall bladder and left with out. I don't remember what happened in between. I can't even keep my eyes open right now. LOL.

So this wiil have to be a very short post. See ya tomorrow.

enid

C'est dur dur etre maman.

Oui Il est difficile d'être une maman qui a la douleur d'estomac.

I had the roughest night last nigh. This was an absolute test of my faith. But soon I shall be sleeping soundly and no paying homage to my porcelain goddess. I had another gallbladder attack last night. And the craziest thing about it is that I am officially booked for surgery tomorrow, to have my gall bladder removed.

Yesterday I went to get some blood work done and it was the best prick I ever had. *BLUSH* ROFL* This phlebotomist was awesome she said you're going to feel a sting or something standard like that. I felt her fingers and that is all. It was awesome. I have Grave's Disease so blood draws are pretty standard thing for me and I've had all kinds lab tech. Good, Bad, and hopeless. (Usually though it's my fault I have the deep stupid rolly veins.) They love me. :D

So yeah, surgery tomorrow. I'm a little nervous, more nervous about getting an IV ;) and the anesthesia. I hope I don't say anything stupid and incriminating. LOL like were the snicker stash is kept. (Dang I really wish I had a snicker stash....,mmmmm the almond kind.)
My mother in law says that these days there has been lots of advances on the anesthesias being used that people don't usually wake up combatant and freaked out. I hope I'm in the majority.
I have never in my whole life had surgery. I've had 2 children. I've been hospitalized 3 times once when I was a little bity girl and then the births of my two children. That's it, so I'm a little bit anxious. But I'm going to try to do some proactive things today to get my mind in a calm state.

Music. Music is always good.

On a knitting note. I got side tracked and started working on little red devil hat for the baby. It was suppose to be a Halloween costume but that's a long story. So soon I will finish. and post picture. I know you will like it. So long my friends see ya on the other side. Tomorrow that is after I come out of surgery.

xoxoxo

C'est Dur dur etre bebe

Where is he now? He must be about 20 or so. Gosh that just makes feel old. But I loved this song when it came out. I even bought the cassette ROFL. Did I just say cassette. OH I really just dated myself.

Poor kid. The beginning of this video must have been traumatic for this poor kid. LOL.

To think it just started out as a playful experiment. Daddy recorded a few snippets of him and made a mixed song useing his samples. It was released and became a hit.

He was such a cutie.

Class is out.

Tomorrow is the last day of my web development course.

I can't say how much relief I feel that one more class is over and I can move on to the next.

So long Turkeys!!

Nine more classes to go.

The importance of backing up.

This is my public announcement for the month of November.

No I'm not referring to what you do in a vehicle or a new dance move.

I'm talking about backing up all of you digital things. How often do perform a back up of all your work. Knitter's you've recorded most of your work in digital picture form but have you taken a moment to burn it on a CD of DVD.

There are many ways to back up data. I mean all your pictures, patterns, letters, memos, emails that you just have to keep, recipes, artwork that you create, scrap booking ideas and yes even your bookmarks.

You can:

• Burn a compiled Cd
• Burn a compiled DVD
• Use an external hard drive
  
• You could use and online service that you pay and they store the info for you (I wouldn't go that far unless I had a business)
  

But basically the idea is to have your stuff copied at least once or twice and stored in a safe place. You are probably asking why all this concern about me backing up my stuff Enid. Well, I don't want you to learn the hard. One day you will come home to check your email. You will sit at your computer hit the power button and nothing or worst yet loud clicking noises arise from the box that should be booting up but isn't. I'd hate to see all these great ideas and pictures just disappear with no hopes of recovery because in case you dont' know this, but unless you know someone that knows someone that can hook you up and perform a very expensive procedure for free. Well you are pretty much SOL. Hard drive recovery is difficult sometimes and often times expensive.

So you know those blank CDs you purchase to rip music or movies well set a couple aside and burn yourself a back up.

I just finished cleaning house (moving files around and burning them to disc) so this is why I decided to blog about it.

I probably have copies of copies of copies but you know what, I'm okay with that. I've had 2 hard drives crap out on me and I've lost some really good stuff for being overly confident and taking for granted that computers don't always work when they are supposed to.

Backing up all these blog post wouldn't be such a bad idea either. I've lost a lot of blog posts because I didn't archive them.

Used to just create my post in Word, then cut and paste to my blog. So I would keep a copy on my hard drive as well. But the I got lazy and didn't do and well the rest is history.

Another thing I do is I burn two back ups and one I store and the other I use. Get it? Is stored scratch free and the other one is used when ever I need it.

CD and DVD don't last forever either so from time to time those back ups you made a year ago it's time to redo them or at least look and see if they are still readable. I don't remember why this happens but their shelf life is not eternity. (Does that sound bitchy, I don't mean it to be honestly.)

Well have a great weekend Y'all.

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NaBloPoMo minus one day

As I sat at my laptop head tilted back mouth gaping open, eyes flickering back and forth in rapid eye movement. With one abrupt "PSST" and a giggle I was interrupted and taken away from my deep meditation and my blogging mojo drifted off like a plum of smoke.
My husband stood on the foot steps of our stairs, with a big smile on his face and giggling at the site of his silly wife.

He came to me and talked me into coming to bed. :) I did and with that ended day one of November 1st. NO blog post to start off NaBloPoMo.

Already I suck at this. LOL.

And with that I leave you with this little nugget. My youngest as a little man for halloween. The mustache is a mess because he wouldn't stay still. He kept trying to eat the pencil.

Can we think about this for a minute

Carnival Cruise I mean some company that is trying to sell a fun package to get you and your family out on vacation has these commercials. And they love this song.

Iggy Pop's Lust for life. {Come take a walk with me and let's think about this}

Pop/bowie

Here comes johnny yen again
With the liquor and drugs
And the flesh machine
Hes gonna do another strip tease.
Hey man, whered ya get that lotion?
Ive been hurting since Ive bought the gimmick
About something called love
Yeah, something called love.
Well, thats like hypnotizing chickens.

Well, Im just a modern guy
Of course, Ive had it in the ear before.
I have a lust for life
cause of a lust for life.

Im worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a gto
Wear a uniform
All on a government loan.
Im worth a million in prizes
Yeah, Im through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With liquor and drugs
With liquor and drugs.

Well, Im just a modern guy
Of course, Ive had it in my ear before
Well, Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
cause of a lust for life (lust for life, oooo)
I got a lust for life (oooo)
Got a lust for life (oooo)
Oh, a lust for life (oooo)
Oh, a lust for life (oooo)
A lust for life (oooo)
I got a lust for life (oooo)
Got a lust for life.

Well, Im just a modern guy
Of course, Ive had it in my ear before
Well, Ive a lust for life
cause Ive a lust for life.

Here comes johnny yen again
With the liquor and drugs
And the flesh machine
Hes gonna do another strip tease.
Hey man, whered ya get that lotion?
Your skin starts itching once you buy the gimmick
About something called love
Love, love, love
Well, thats like hypnotizing chickens.

Well, Im just a modern guy
Of course, Ive had it in the ear before
And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
Got a lust for life
Yeah, a lust for life
I got a lust for life
A lust for life
Got a lust for life
Yeah a lust for life
I got a lust for life
Lust for life
Lust for life
Lust for life
Lust for life
Lust for life


Yeah sure it's a crazy tune and it's kind of catchy phrase but the song is talking about falling for commercial gimmicks and hypnotizing chickens.
hmmm, yeah. I don't know about that. Not really feeling it now are ya, me neither.

My husband brought this up initially. He said do they know that this song really isn't talking about what they are trying to convey.

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This is a little glimpse

I just thought I'd mess around with my photobucket remix tool. But in reality it's almost like a little summary of me. Pictures that I have taken, my artwork. Things that I have posted throughout the years and that have been lost from the modblog and efx2 days.

Luckily they are still in my photobucket and I can share them right here right now.

Enjoy the show, oh by the way there is music. So turn it up or mute whatever is you pleasure.

free form

sick square peg nausea nervous (for what?) time money work
work work stuck
watch them grow sleepless play fix snot
surgery pending limbo lingering children blessings

Everything just feels off. Ever feel that way?

no telemarketer calls....silence. bliss. it's awesome.

Lever-action WHAT?!?

I don't have much to blog about these days. Feeling kind of yucky on so many levels. A little sick, a little blue, a little meh. Nothing serious.

So I thought I'd post this because one day I hope that the knitting fairy will come down and bless me with these magical powers one day.



Okay is your head spinning yet. Go ahead replay I dare ya.

Here is more of the same but just a slight different variation. It's called "lever-action" knitting , this is more in the style of the yarn harlot's "irish cottage knitting". Wonderfully fast, it would be a great technique to learn especially since I don't have much time to knit.

Have a great week.

Swiftless but inventive.

I was supposed to blog this a while ago but, as usual life gets in the way. And before you know it's been nine months since this event, the baby now has 2 teeth, and likes to play quietly in his baby jail, I mean play pen. lol.

Any how. I decided to do a slide show because I'm lazy and I'd just rather do it that way.

The story goes like this. My mother brought these hanks of lace weight like string. It was something she bought for that punch needle embroidery. I had a ball winder so she wanted to take advantage and get these things into a manageable state. We started off with two chairs back to back and the hank stretched around them. So she would unwind it off the chair a little bit at a time and then wind it up. I thought that was just took to long. So my noggin started working. After the smoke cleared out of the room (heh-heh). I came up with a wire hanger and some duct tape. I took the card board roll off a wire hanger (the kind you get from the cleaners. You know what I'm talking about.) I hooked the big hook of the hanger over my curtain rod centered over the two chairs holding the string, and the little curls at the end were modified just a bit. One side was taped down to stabilize my contraption. The other side was threaded with the string. And Viola! There you have it. Momma went to town and had all her hanks wound up in no time.

Who says i have to pay the big bucks to buy a swift when all you have to do is use a little creativity.

If want a close up of any of these pics just click on them and that should take you to a bigger version. enjoy.

Sushi for everyone!!!

My new toy, HAPPY MONDAY!!

Just close your eyes and take deep breaths.

This is very relaxing music. Just what I needed.

have a great week folks.

Let's change it up.

Is this not the sweetest photo ever. This is what I am most grateful for. Big Sis, Big brother showing some love. So bringing it all back into perspective. Those bozos can go jump in the lake, I got the coolest kids on the block. YO.

On a knitting note. I'm a little disappointed with my bead choice. Size wise it's okay. But I picked an opal lined glass E bead. (what size is that? I dunno) Very pretty BUT, big but. they don't always fit on the crochet hook I bought. So I used my bead remear. *ERRRR* wrong idea. That pulls the color out of my appropriately named opal "LINED" glass E bead. *eyeroll* Alright then, you know what I say.

Fogetaboutit! adapt and over come. Some may be opally some may be clear. I'm too cheap to go buy another crochet hook, and for now this family is on budget lock down.

The opallly is sooo subtle anyway. It's no biggy. It will be interesting, for sure.

P.S. I got another telemarketer call. but I was very nice and made the dude laugh. Hopefullly they are taking my name off their list. :D

Sick and tired and PISSED

PIssed is not the word to describe how I feel at the moment. I'm annoyed and I want someones ass in a sling. But who??? I don't know. Perhaps the (excuse me) ASShole that sold my (excuse me again) fucking number.

This number is brand new. I've been called at least 5-6 times a day by numbers that are blocked. Or numbers that have just the number and not a name.


Just now I got a number from (0) so I answer with a "WHAT" and I get the pleasure of listening to (pardon me again) a f***in' recording. We have business to discuss with you. (UHH no we don't) Please call us at 847-615-7383 if you are not this person call us at 847-615-7383. ( no fucking way...I'm not calling you to do your job for you. 847-615-7383 847-615-7383 847-615-7383 847-615-7383 847-615-7383 847-615-7383 847-615-7383 847-615-7383 847-615-7383 >>>>I hope some computer out there is scanning for phone numbers and then dials this number over and over again.

Next issue.

Is another number that has called us but NOTHING no voice no recording. NOT the first time. 800-861-5065 .... ready here we go 800-861-5065 800-861-5065 800-861-5065 800-861-5065 800-861-5065 800-861-5065 800-861-5065 800-861-5065 800-861-5065

Yet another harrassing tale.
I open my front door and on the front door there is a folded up envelope, from Conn's YEP Conn's. So I open it. It said I owed them money and if i didn't pay they were going to take reposession actions. (OH REALLY?!?) I haven't bought anything from them. This is isn't mine OH look. on the top LEFT hand corner is small print is some JAMES MORALES. well that explains, gosh I should be helpful and call 800-898-7105 them to tell them this person does not live in this house. I was told that I needed to put an address on it and send it back to them. (I'M suppose to do their job for them?!?! She couldn't take the name down and make note of it and pass it on to the proper personnel.) I said "no I'm not doing anything. you all need to get your facts straight."

For the record I'm usually not a smart ass like that. I mean I called them to let them know. duh.. the fact that she ordered me and told me "what you need to do is send it back." I'm not throwing a stamp on this. She said very condescendingly "MA'aM this is someone else's mail." I said in louder more condescending tone...."uh It wasn't in my mailbox. As I said earlier it was on my DOOR!!" "well 'den just thow it away." "Thanks I will do that."Click.

CAn you believe that not 3o minutes later, I get a phone call from some very southern accented lady. "uh yes is James there??" "You have the wrong number. *sigh*" "Um ha-ow ah-bowt EEned? " Extremely annoyed...."WHO IS THIS??" "Um thees is shurleee and we're trying to get a hole of James and your name came up. " "LOOK James doesn't live here and this is not his number." now acting stupid and innocent. "I'm soorrree may'am for getting the wrong number den!!!" as I responded she hung up so here we go folks. 210-924-4700 210-924-4700 210-924-4700 210-924-4700 210-924-4700 210-924-4700 210-924-4700

>>>> 210-924-4700

Folks I kid you not as I sit here 8:56pm I get yet another call from the local paper. They've called us every night since the day i got this number. 210-250-2000
The asshole on the other line got smart with me can you believe it.

Why am i so annoyed, because the calls are often, late, and just non stop. Everyday since we've gotten this phone. We've only been here for maybe 3 weeks.

I am so calling this service provider and telling them that I'm switching to ATT because. I mean it's so evident that they just turned around and sold our number or gave us a number that hasn't been out of service very long. (I'm sure there is no law against that but FUCK people) This has never happened to me before.

The conn's thing bothered me the most. First some asshole is sneaking up to my door and leaving notes. The note says they are going to reposes. Are they going to just show up one day and try to muscle their way into a house that doesn't belong to JAMES. WTF????

I'm not feeling very safe at them moment.

I'm not feeling safe and I'm very irritated.

a quick update

So much going on a little overwhelming, but it's nothing to pout about. The house is finally on the market. And when I saw it on the website, I cried folks. I cried like a little baby.

My house up their for all to see and critique and then perhaps buy and it make it theirs. So far we've had a few inquiries and one showing. From what I understand they both loved the house, the husband loved all the brush the tank, but the wife wasn't too excited about being so removed from town.
I have to admit it takes some adjusting but it's really not that bad. We're far out but not so far that it's completely unlivable. I think if we were retired and no children this would be perfect.
I think it's definitely everyone should experience at least once. It makes me appreciate the conveniences of living in town. I have no problem driving to the other side of town, when I get there I think to myslef, "Is that it? That was fast." Seriously I'm not trying to be funny. I know I've said it a MILLION times. I'm sorry if I keep repeating myself.

What else? OH most importantly. Our first week here I found this cool package at my door step



A prize from my friend Susan. I won it participating in her contest to make a LOLDOG picture.
Apparently I had the power to make her hubby smile. LOL. Who knew?!?!

I was very grateful to get such cool goodies. And the KOIGU.......oh the koigu.........OHHHHHH. IT's so pretty, I'm being very picky about the what to do with it. But I will know when I find that perfect pattern.

For now I enrolled myself in the the Secret of the stole KAL. I've knitted my swatch and when I get some pics I will post.

I hear the baby stirring, so better go I bet he's going to be hungry.

Take care everyone, I wish you all bright blessings and great rest of the week.

Moving Diaries: Part III

Day three: We did as much packing as we could in the time that we gave ourselves. DH (darling husband) had to work the next day.
The packing stories are getting boring I know.

When we got home we were treated to a great dinner by my friend and fellow knitter Mary. She made us Meatballs in freshly made sauce, YUMMMMOOO. Just the right comfort food after a long days work. It was a hit with the family DH husband even asked "So what's for dinner tomorrow."


So that about sums it up for the first weekend of moving. Last weekend was more of the same and little disappointment since we had to go another week with out getting the house on the market.
The goal is to clear up some main rooms so the realtor can come and take pictures.

This weekend has also put a damper on finishing up at the house. DH has to work saturday, cutting our time some. I feel like this move is going to take forever. I think if we had the moving van again we could probably knock it out. But it's so expensive. Luckily we're not in to much of a hurry. Not yet at least.

I should be using the theory of the Secret. So in theory i should be saying. I am so grateful that my house is on the market already and that our house has sold for very close to asking price.
And I do, that unwavering faith is difficult to keep, when other things keep getting in the way.
I'm not whining just babbling. I know that everything will fall into place and soon we will be able to truly enjoy being back in the city. Although I miss my house in the country so much. I miss the big space, the peacefulness and quietness. But I am grateful that my children are closer to school, and I'm closer to my friends. That's a super cool thing.

Got to run I hear the baby growling. Heh that's his new thing, he growls and then smiles. LOL.
We can already see that he's developing a sense of humor like his big brothers. I feel so fortunate.

Movig Diaries II

Day Two: Another day, tell me it was all a bad dream. Tell me that I don't have to get up and begin this insane packing all over again. Every joint in my body is throbbing because my own bed is already packed away to the moving van. (no pictures sorry, I can't find all hardware to my camera) Okay so lets fast forward that day. Let's fast forward just after we've closed off the house. Daddy and LittleE have left. That leaves baby, big sister, grandma (MIL) and me behind. We pack up the last few thing, lock up and begin our trip to the new place, about an hour away.

Grandma was gonna follow me but while we were on the highway I glanced back and realized they were exiting the highway. So I called. "Oh we just wanted to stop and get an ice tea." OOoohkay. "Well I'm going to get off at the **** exit and get some gas. That would give you a chance to catch up."
okay.
Okay.
bye

So I called my husband, and he said he was behind us. Him and LittleE had gone the long way so they were way behind. But for some reason, I was so out of it that I had lost my exit. Turns out that I was way closer to the new place. And I'm low on gas. I thought well I don't want to get gas on the south side of town. Okay so I'm just going to go with the flow, I have just enough gas to take me to the house but I'm going to take a different exit than everyone else because I know of a gas station right where I need it. Okay. so .

Daddy and son way behind, grandma and big sister have stopped for tea and have probably gotten back on the highway by now and should be catching up by now. I get my gas and have proceeded towards our new home, HEY better call my best friend she said she would meet us their but I'm running behind now. I have taken this one road that cuts through and take me straight to the main road that i need to be on. OH look a detour. WHAT?!? Great. I successfully made it through and have arrived at the gate to our new place, I type in the code. "Access denied" WTF? Okay. let me do it again. NOPE. I'm a little freaked at the moment because the vehicles are piling up behind me waiting to get in. OH guess who is behind me. Grandma and big sis, HUH? another vehicle waiting patiently and pulling up the line My husband and his tiny assistant. Too crazy, we all took separate routes all very different and we ended up showing up at the same time. I thought that was bizarre. So I began to punch random numbers (well not so random) but I some how got the gate open.
it was meant to be.

Minutes after we parked all the vehicles my girlfriend pulled up with another friend of our and we just did turbo unpacking. we ripped through that big moving van, that took us two half days to pack. I'd say it took us about 1 -2 hours to finish. (actually I don't know how long it took but it seemed like someone hit the fast forward button and we were all just running around like a big bunch of maniacs. The coolest part was when a path was cleared to my piano and our friend E, started playing, it sounds so good in a moving van. HEh. *SIGH* good times.

Another friend of mine showed and that was really cool. Mary came by and hung out for a bit, and she drove us to get some food and beers.
I thought that was the perfect end to a busy day, food and beers with good people and good friends. I couldn't be any luckier to have such great friends come to my rescue.

Day three: we returned the van and returned to our house in the country to do some more packing and cleaning, because although we took a big bite out of it. We are only maybe a 1/2 done. There is much packing to be done, and everything seems so hen pecked. ERRRRGH!
(to be continued)

P.S I love my cable TV. and I love trash day. :) Yes I said trash day.

moving diaries.

Day one: Friday 14. Sure pick up the keys, show hubby house (he hadn't seen it yet) pick up moving van.
Picking up the keys took like 30 minutes plus. She didn't know where they were, couldn't find the property manager. Didn't have a copy of my lease ready. You get the picture.
Hubby saw the house he liked it.
On our way to pick up the moving van we got lost. We spent like 1o minutes looking at his stupid smart phone (I made an oxymoron didn't I) trying to get the website to load properly so we could look at a map. To only find out that if we had just gone a little further up we would have found it.
derrrr!
Hubby and little man went home in the big truck and I took the remainder of the gang and we went on a quest for a piano dolly. Found one, got it. Back on the road to begin moving. Grabbed dinner. That pretty much was the whole day. We ate and we began packing the big stuff.
Went to bed at about 1 am only to have the crazy worst night ever. My alarm goes off spontaineously at 1202am (that was just the beginning before we went to bed) Got the kiddos to bed, the baby is picking up hyper vibes so he's a little restless. At about 330am another alarm goes off. Nobody set this alarm. we get back to sleep the baby wakes up again crying. finally back to sleep, another alarm goes off spontaneously about 5 or 6 something am. WTF???

Day Two: (to be continued)

a quick note:
I have have internet access!!! It's freaking FAST!! I've had ISDN lines for the last two years.
I have cable OMG!! I went into a channel changing comatose for like 10 minutes.

I have gallstones...did I tell you all that I can't remember. I met with a surgeon, he said I could wait till after the move and everything has settled to have my surgery.

I bet I already talked about that, if I did forgive me senior moment.

I've been Raveled-in

I know that's one messed up word. I love to mess words up.

ANYHOO!!

I received my invite to ravelry. My Username is Eknitation (HAHA).
That's a really great site. If only i had the time to do all that inventory myself.
Well one step at a time I suppose.

For now I'm off have lots of packing to do and a few phone calls to make. Gosh everytime I think of what I have to do today and the next few days my stomach churns and does somersaults and backflips, the butterflies are having seizures. Or maybe that's the coffee working.


Got my knitting stuff packed first don't you know. I bought special plastic containers for them. books, patterns, yarns and all. Nestled safely ready for it's new home.

If only i could wiggle my nose and make everything pack it's self. :D

Ciao for now.

efx2-less. *sniffle*

I'm not sure what the circumstances are but our EFX2 has left us for a while. I'm sure Keith is working his butt off to get it fixed unless there is something I don't know about.


Something weird has been happening to me a few times. I don't smoke. Well I used to. But I have smoked for like 5 years. My house is a smoke free house. This is the weird thing everyonce in a while I smell a cigarette. I'll be on my couch just relaxing or doing something in my house. I smell smoke. weird.

Anyhow..
Crazy week ahead. Selling our house and moving my family back to the big city. All for the greater good.

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