Little Bits of This and That

Just because.

If I am going to make it a point to get into a schedule, I need to actually do so. Am I right? Of course I am.

I have been a bit heartbroken however. The canvas print I put on this page a couple posts back? The Wicked based painting by James Hance? Yeah. That one. The prints turn out to be much too expensive.  I simply can’t justify the expense. So, no wonderful green Elphie on my walls.

There **is** art on my walls now though – a start at making my restful, lovely hermit cave!

I promised pics waaaaaaaay back in March of the Karazhan posters framed and hung, if I managed to get it done.

Finally, I deliver!


Husband was skeptical at first. He thought that anything game related was going to go in the office. It is true that the vast majority of my swag, and my game collectable stuff will be in the office. (If it ever comes out of storage. We have been here since the end of MARCH for goodness sake, and Pete is still promising me that each month is the very LAST for carrying over the storage. I **still** don’t have my bed here! Been sleeping in my chair for FOUR MONTHS! RAWR!)

These posters though, are truly something that can be on the living room wall. He should know by now that while I am a geek, I also have impeccable taste in most things, and a fairly decent eye for what looks good. My house will NOT be completely video game oriented. That is mostly for the offce.

That’s the husband critters buzzhead in the pic. Thank goodness he isn’t a comb over type! His hair is… diminishing. Instead of growing it out, he decided to go all super military on it. He has clippers, and buzzes it all off every few weeks. I then get to play clean up on the alfalfa ‘do he leaves behind. He **always** misses that one piece in the middle back – and it sticks up exactly like alfalfa’s did in “The Little Rascals”. (And I hope like hell y’all know what I mean there.)

We do have the table and chairs here as well – and a two canvas painting that the husband critters sister painted.  When Pete went down to see her/help with clear out some stuff she didn’t need, he fell in love with it. Because he liked it so much, she gave it to him. It was the first thing I hung on the wall.

When I put it up, I decided to troll him, and hang it backwards. Because I am not very good at trolling, he missed the point, and LOVES them this way:


Beyond house settin’ up stuff, I have been gaming a bit. Well, a LOT, actually.

All of the sudden, I have way too many games again, and not near enough time. I’ve been testing the Beta for Final Fantasy XIV A Realm Reborn. (Square Enix agreed with the rest of the world that the first iteration of this game was NOT good, so they completely redid it.) I have been having a blast! I am enjoying this game immensely, and am waiting for phase 4 to start – the open, release candidate beta. Should be happening in a couple of weeks or so, since the launch date has been set firmly for August 27th, with early access for Collector Edition purchasers beginning the week prior, and that for those who stuck with the 1.0 version of the game two weeks before.

Civilization V came out with it’s latest expansion on the 9th of this month. A Brave New World is awesome! It added so much to the game that is already one of the best for turn based strategy (in my own opinion, of course) and made it even better! I have started a game as the Shoshone, and have been having a grand time figuring out the new stuff.
Neverwinter has been fun. Totally free to play – not even a box purchase required. It is of course run on microtransactions, but you don’t have to purchase anything if you really don’t want to. Most of what is sold is quality of life stuff. Unlike some other FTP games out there, it doesn’t hold back aspects of the game. You can play all parts of the game, with all abilities without having to pay a dime. You can purchase extras (like more character slots, bigger/more bags for carrying stuff and bank slots for storing stuff. Faster mounts… that kind of thing.)

Skyrim – still futzing around in that huge and marvelous world – and waiting eagerly for Elder Scrolls Online to come out next year! I signed up for that beta. Don’t know if I will have any chance at it, but one can hope!

Signed up for the beta for a new game coming out as well – Wildstar. This one is Sci Fi – and looks intriguing. We shall see if it lives up to the slowly growing hype it has been getting.

Still playing World of Warcraft of course.  Have my sixth maxed level character now, working on the next to get there.  WoW has been taking a bit of a back seat.  As I said in a post some time ago – it was the -only- game I played for years.  Now, it does get put on hold for a while when I want to try something different. I know it will always be there, well loved and comforting.

I have The Secret World, and can even run it… kinda. It is not what I would call a fun experience however. I need a better graphics card if I am going to enjoy this one – which also just went free to play (though it requires a box purchase) Steam had it for a steal during their summer sale though, so…


Besides games, I have been going through a creative phase. I pulled out my colored art stix (kinda like pencils, without the wood – the whole thing is a square colored pencil lead essentially) and my regular pencils/charcoal. Not going to show that though, at least not yet. I am super duper rusty – and want to see if I even have the stuff anymore!

Crochet though… I learned a few new methods, and had a grand time doing so!

First, is Broomstick Lace. This is pretty much what it sounds like. You use a broomstick (or appropriately sized tool – in my case, a piece of PVC pipe, as I could get my husband to give me some left over from redoing some piping on a job) to stretch rows of loops around:


and then gather the big loops that are made as you crochet the next base row:



Comes out GORGEOUS!


And the yarn I am using here is amazing. Literally. The brand is not one of the yarn porn brands, but not a bad one – Lion Brand. The line is called “Amazing”, and the colorway for this one is called “Glacier Bay”. I have fallen in LOVE with this yarn. I adore the huge variety of colors it has throughout, and the varying intensities of those colors.

Here, I am using it again in some Granny Squares. These are about 8″ blocks, that I am considering using as base blocks to patchwork with other smaller blocks in solid colors to make a quilt patterned afghan.


I am absolutely going to have to buy more of this yarn though! It is super soft wool with a bit of acrylic, making it very stable. It holds shape well, and won’t shrink as much as 100% wool would.

I also whomped together a homemade (and very temporary – this thing won’t hold up for any amount of **real** work on it) hairpin lace loom, to see if I would like that technique.  It is an interesting one, and very versatile.  I didn’t however, remember to get any pics. I will be buying a loom soonish though (only about $5, the problem is getting my hands on my car to actually go GET the damned thing.)  When I do, I will show you what this is and does! Super cool.



I have been trying some new things, either found on the interwebs, or shared by friends. One of the wins was homemade, baked not fried taquitos.



And after baking:


These were rather awesome. I made them the first time with flour torillas because that is what I had a metric ton of. Next time I make them – we will try with corn torillas!

Last, but not least, some cloud porn for your enjoyment! The clouds on this day were very different.  I had never seen them like this before.  The lines you can kinda see in the pics were very clearly delineated, making the entire sky look…  sculptured.



Husband got totally exasperated with me when I called him out onto the balcony to look at the clouds – until he got there and saw them. Then of course, he was pointing out different places I should point the camera. I think I photographed the whole of the sky (that we can see from the balcony) that day. The strange, almost sculpted look of the clouds didn’t show  well in the pictures – but I picked the best two. These pictures unfortunately don’t do this very strange and beautiful sky the justice it deserves.

As I began.  A little about a lot about pretty much nothing, but it is a post, and I have written!

DAMN!  I’m on a roll!


Where the Wild Bloggers Are!

And that would be right here!

Here, as in HOME.

YES! I have a home now! Have had, for about a month.

I haven’t written in ages. I got tired of whining, and moaning, and complaining. Seemed to be pretty much all that was happening on my blog, and in my life.
I had to live with it, as did the hubs thing. I didn’t however, have to make y’all deal with it, so I kinda… stopped for a bit.

Last we heard of our intrepid blogger heroine, she was still traversing the terrors of the tenth circle of Dante’s hell, (you know – the one even HE found too horrific to write about?) and well, whining. And moping. And bitching. ‘Cause hell, ya know? Hot, and dark, and cramped? Well, the husband creature thing had promised that by my birthday – HOME!

Yeah. That didn’t happen.

Then, he promised ABSOLUTELY before Christmas/New Year! Uh. Huh.

Then before January ended. And February. /sigh.

By this time, I had decided. If I made it to April 30th. (A full mother frickin’ YEAR mind you.) I was gonna celebrate thusly:

Cheap, plastic woven lawn chair from that world class outfitter – Walmart.

Several 40s of PBR (only the best!) from the nearest 7 – 11.

Stained boxers, and a wife beater.

ME – ensconced in the chair, with a cooler holding the extra PBRs, in the wifebeater/boxers, camped out on the chair, in front of the window to the room, on the “verandah.”

At that point, if you can’t beat ’em, might as well join ’em, am I right? I mean, if you are going to do something, you should do it the very BEST you can. Right?


I was saved from this horrible fate. I found and brought to Pete’s attention to a NEW and SHINY locator. And?

She worked miracles.

Austin is getting more and more expensive to live in as people flock here for jobs.

The houses that we might possibly be able to afford last year? Twice that now. HOWEVER –

Susan was able to do it! – even with my slowing rising again credit, and Pete’s history.

We got a lovely apartment! Yes, it -is- on the third floor, which means my back is cranky if I have to carry anything up, but it has high, crown molded ceilings! Light, bright, airy – with a tub fit for a queen! ❤

The queen of tubs

THE TUB!!!!!

Great room

The great room – seen from the dining room end.


The corner of the bedroom – because there isn’t much interesting about a bedroom without anything in it, is there?


The kitchen – where my everything lived until my comfy stuff and computer desk made it here! (there is a little “desk” type part of the counter built in at the back there)


The office! My ‘puter is NOT in the living room! It has its OWN room! **squeeeeee**!

We have been here a month now. The comfy chairs/loveseat are here, as is my computer desk. The bed? Not yet. Washer and dryer? LOL. no. In fact, besides the clothes we had in the room, stuff mentioned above, and my kitchen table/chairs – it is ALL still in storage. We have been here for 5 weeks now.

Most recently I scored a couple of movie poster frames at Walmart. Two of the three Karazhan posters now have frames. One more, and I will have the set on my wall! When I do – more pics!

Also, there is a painting that I am waiting with bated breath for the print to be released. An artist named James Vance has a painting based on ‘The Return Of Spring’ by William-Adolphe Bouguereau. “The Adoration of Elphie”. Finished Elphie

This painting for me, speaks so very clearly to the character Elphaba in Wicked. I read this book when it came out – well before the Broadway play was made of it. I adore the book, and this character. When I saw this painting, I knew I had to have it. And barring any kind of catastrophe, I shall! Just as soon as he gets the canvas prints done. >.< Y'all should click the link to Mr. Hances page, and check him out! He is truly fascinating to read on Facebook as well. Watching him start with a red or blue wash, and then having magic emerge from it – an absolute marvel to behold!

I really REALLY don’t want to pay another month on the storage shed – especially since we are already paying extra so that Pete has a garage for storage here. That would be due on Friday though – so no matter how emphatic the husband being is when he insists that it will be here before then, and we won’t have to re up for another month…

Let’s just say I am not going to hold my breath.

Is this the beginning of new life/new regular schedule?

Not gonna promise anything, but I am sure gonna try! (still on the IDP, damnit!)


All right.

I am a creature of habit. I know that this is so. I admit this. I embrace this.

My Myers Briggs personality profile stuff says that not only am I extremely introverted (go figure huh?) I am also one that does very well with a planned out, methodical way of life. I **LIKE** it that way. I like knowing that I get up, and do the same things at the same times every day (depending upon the day, of course). I have my set time for coffee, when I get dressed, when I brush teeth… I have everything that I do in very set times. Makes it easier when I can stick TO those times, and do things as I should.

This week, a LOT of change has come to my life. In some dynamic and not very good ways. When things get thrown out of whack, **I** am thrown out of whack, and not for good things.

Take the last several days for instance. Thursday, up at my normal time, drinking coffee, dressed, teeth brushed (I shower the night before), lunch packed…. and 10 minutes AFTER I am supposed to be on my way to work, husband calls. He is in Kileen – about 70 miles north of Austin. Not to worry though! The kid who lives next door, who has been helping as casual labor on his jobs, is ready to ride to the rescue, and get me to work! EXCEPT – when I go outside, no kid, no kids car. Phone husband.

No problem. He will phone Justin, who has benefited several times from help from us. (anything from 40$ until payday, to a couple of beers on an evening with the husband unit.) UMMMMM Justin is hemming and hawing about what he can and cannot do. Driving out to get me, and take me to work? In the “CAN’T column.

So – I am stuck. Can’t get to work. Can’t call in, because somehow, my available time off (without penalty) is off. My calculations of excused time don’t match up with my bosses. If I can’t get that figured out, then I am taking a hit behavior and attendance wise. (including a written warning – for ME – who has never had any kind of written ANYTHING when it comes to work…) And yet – that is where I ended up. Couldn’t get there in time for it to be even HALF a point – so….

Next – no calls (or at least none husband creature would share) about the last house on the “looked at, may wish to rent” list. This means – we must be out of the house we are in no later than Tuesday, but we have nowhere to go.

Husband unit/creature/thing has that figured out. Extended stay motel place until new place is found. EXCEPT –

One room living on opposite shifts isn’t gonna work to well.

Already – have not slept more than 6 hours or so since I got up on Thursday. Too unstable in the future, and not knowing what will happen causes PANIC (not just anxiety, but full blown “I’M GONNA DIE!!!!!” panic) attacks in me.

Husband thing got most of the stuff that we would use at the motel moved before I woke up – except the cats, my puter, and meds. Just after I woke up, he took the cats, a load of clothes, and other misc stuff over, while I drank my coffee, caught up on Facebook, and then started to dismantle my puter/pack up meds. (stupid PA has me on enough now for 10 people. Am hoping that I can get those pared down a bit when we change docs after we end up…. wherever.)

It’s funny.  Spook is the bruiser of the family – and the total scaredy cat. He was hiding in the bathroom of the VERY “efficient” extended stay room when we got there with my stuff – and only came out to crawl up under the comforter on the bed and hide as a lump there. Callie? Out, about, scouting out the new crooks and crannies, trying to get behind, on top of, or under anything she could find. (She still jumped with sudden movement though – not quite as brave as she tried to act!)

Panic attack commenced to grow stronger however, when upon hooking up my ‘puter, it would not turn on. The tremors (so remembered from my first divorce time, and NOT missed) made a comeback – fuzzy, buzzy head, inability to focus.

It is stupid, I know – but being connected is one of my “security blankets”. Kinda like having at least ½ an unread (this time) book, with the next in queue if I am past ½ way in my bag, even if going to a convenience store.. I have the “smart phone” thing from Christmas, and upgrading during the re up period on my plan, but I haven’t quite figured it out yet. >.<

A shot or four later…. taking the cover and side off to see if I could see what was happening with the switch… )When I hit it, the fans would turn on – but not the CPU. )

Wow. There was a LOT of dust in there. Having cats, and a not so airtight house, makes ‘puters suck in ALL THE THINGS! Got the dust blown out, and a damp rag over the NON board parts to clean it up all pretty like.

After clearing about a cat worth of dust and stuff out of the case, husband pushed the button on top (sans the pretty button cover) and the ‘puter finally booted up. Have a feeling that I will just be restarting, and not shutting down for a while.

Next challenge was trying to get online. ALL of my saved tabs reverted to the motel chains login page – because it turns out, they require an extra payment to use their service.

Husband critter/creature/unit/thing got that taken care of as well – and finally – I could connect!


Indeed. Except.

Latency? Yeah. Horrible. I don’t know if they have satellite, or if someone(s) in the same motel is (are) downloading ALL THE PRONS!!!!!! for their private pleasure, but my latency? Yeah. Not so much.

Going from 400/800 (not too terrible – instant cast stuff taking 1 – 2 seconds) to 15000/20000 or so… Yeah. Instant cast flight form? Took a full 30 seconds. Quest box open? Same.


Very top of the list is to NOT be in efficient efficiency place. Claustrophobia = ME, and I would probably end up killing husband, cats, or both if I had to co exist for too long in these “cozy” quarters.

To get excused (read FMLA for known issues) time figured out so that I am NOT on a warning the very first time EVER in any working situation. (My time figuring says I have a bit of wiggle room – Managers, didn’t).

Husband critter/creature/unit/thing needs to acknowledge that my getting to work, and on TIME, is of paramount importance, and if he has a contract, or other that takes him far away that happens after noon or so – it HAS to be put off. (And a damned set, 40 hour a week job would be good, as that is what I was PROMISED when we moved down here…)

The ability to log into a game, and NOT have to worry about dying because my latency is causing EVERYTHING to take too long, and me be dead by the time I realize I am being attacked…

Whiny lil brat am I – I don’t ask for much. A real home, where I have all my stuff, room to stretch out a bit, and an internet connection that doesn’t suck, would be a very good start.

EDIT:  Crappy ass connectivity likes to eat things every 1/2 hour to hour or so.  UGH!  Means relogging every hour – though, to reconnect to tabs etc.  NEED a home, DAMNIT!

Panic Attack Incoming…


It is April 2, and I am still in the ghetto.

That’s right. The move? Didn’t happen so much. At least not yet. We haven’t signed a lease, and are paying out the nose to live here this month.

I think that the husband-creature (yup. Stole that Lainey! It was the perfect descriptive, and I have made it mine! I shall hug it, and squeeze, it, and call it “George”.) was procrastinating because he had his heart set on a house in Round Rock that he had heard about from one of the guys he has been doing work for.

More expensive than I would like to pay – and looked kinda dumpy when I saw a pic of the outside, as well as kinda… lacking with the (not so much to scale) floor plan Pete had drawn at my request. The meeting with the owner of this house didn’t happen until last Wednesday however, and by that time, I already knew that we weren’t going to be moving. I mean really. Saturday ended the month. 3 days to pack, haul ass (and everything else) cross town, and then clean? Uh. Huh.

Turns out, Pete has been hitting up each realtor that shows this place, for places to look at/rent. Now, God willin’ and the creek don’t rise, he is **supposed** to be looking at several tomorrow. (Today for those of you that have real schedules, where you go to bed when it is dark, wake up in the morning, and live in the sunshine.)

I went through the list that one realtor had sent – 49 properties, most of them right around the price of the place in Round Rock. Turns out rents are NOT cheap anywhere here, and closer to work, even more so. (savings would come from less gas for the beast that Pete drives, in getting me to and from work – that van can suck it down – and it won’t have anything less than premium gas, or it gags. >.< Have I said I hate that van?!?)

That still might be what we do – however, if he still has the house in Round Rock in mind, then I have put in MY preference. The places are roughly the same difference from my workplace as each other – in different directions.

For the same price as the house in Round Rock, I found one in Leander. Bigger, brighter, airier, with both a fireplace AND a garden tub… (HELLO bubbles and bubbles nights! How I have missed you!)

** Side note – when I was going through the separation and divorce with my first husband, I had what I called “Bubbles and bubbles” Friday. Every Friday, I would fill the tub full of hot water with enough bubbles to walk on, set an ice bucket with ice and a bottle of champagne next to it, sometimes add a small piece of very good dark chocolate, and have…. bubbles! And bubbles! I would spend a couple hours in the tub, reading, nibbling the chocolate (if I had it), and drinking AAAALLLL the champagne. Big toe to turn on the hot water again when it started to cool….. End the night with a fire, and more reading…. very effective way to unwind!

ANYWAY – IF he really does want the house in Round Rock as first choice, I am going to lobby for the one in Leander instead. Same monies, MUCH MUCH (have I said much?) nicer. If I have to pay through the nose, I want it to be worth it, damnit!

So- he is looking tomorrow while I sleep. We shall see what comes out of it, and if I really will have a new place to call “home” for a while within the next couple of weeks!

On another note – work has a blackout for all of May, which means I can’t rock the celebration of Memorial Day! /sad. If I had put in a couple months early and been approved, it would probably have been O.K. Now however? Not so much. During time off black outs, unscheduled absences have to be for extreme reasons – death, dismemberment, coma… SO –

I decided that I would just go ahead and do my rememberin’ a month early! Takin’ off the Friday/Monday that bracket the last weekend of April! Long weekend before crunch time!

Here’s hopin’ that I can spend at least one “night” of that weekend, in a nice tub (one that fits someone larger than a 2 year old, and deep enough that the water at LEAST covers the legs) with a bottle of champagne, and a piece of good, dark chocolate, a fantastic book, followed by a fire! I don’t care if it is 120 degrees outside. I MISS a fireplace. If I have one, at least one fire will be burned – even if I have to turn down the AC to 65 degrees to ensure we don’t suffocate!

So Many Games, So Little Time!


All of a sudden, I have been inundated with games to play. And not near enough time to play them all, as well as try to get as ready as I can to move, and work, and sleep…

I am still moseying my way through Skyrim.

I am still trying out different leaders to be in Civ V.

I still have the girlies in SWTOR that I am leveling.

I still have my girlies in WoW, (though admittedly, only my semi geared ‘lock is getting love right now – too tired during workweek, and too BUSY during weekend to do more than the guild “fun run” on Sunday nights…)

Now, finally, after an eternity of waiting, Blizzard has announced a release date for Diablo III. /SWOON!

I have been waiting for this day for YEARS. At least a DECADE.

O. M. G.

Back to the world of Sanctuary. Where fallen angels meet, and are defeated by heroes.

A true dungeon hack ‘n slash.

I have played on the Beta. Taken each and every one of the five classes through to the Skeleton King. (end of content released for beta.)

Multiple times.

And each time, I get more and more excited. I so very much want to see the rest of this beautiful, engaging, and FUN game! Not to mention – Collector’s Edition which will give me more toys for my WoW girls. Hooray!

My gaming started with pen and paper Dungeons ‘N Dragons. The original version. (Yeah. I have been around the block. I think of it as “seasoning”)

I was around when Atari released the first console for gaming. Remember well being SO JEALOUS of my friend Tami, who had it. We would play Pong while sneaking out to the living room to try to catch a few minutes of the burlesque show her mom was watching on that other new-fangled thing – Cable TV before being chased away.

My families first computer was the TI99 4-A – and I remember the night we got it.

My mom and I sat up ALL night, playing Space Invaders in the little “tag along” trailer that we were living in while we build our house in the foot hills of the Colorado Rockies. (I was a teenager at this time, in high school).

The look my Dad gave us, when he got up, and realized that we had been up ALL night…. would have taken paint off of the side of a building. Without thinner. He was so disgusted! (Love you, Dad!)

Mom was the one who bought me the original Nintendo for a Christmas present.

By that time, mom and dad were no longer married, but I was. The console was supposed to be for me and my husband – but I got WAY more use out of it than he did. >.>

HE didn’t get interested in video games until the PS came out. Then? Tomb Raider. Maybe he liked Lara Croft, but somehow I don’t think so. It just finally “clicked” for him. We started having “TR” nights – no TV, but he would run the controls and I would tell him where to go/look. It was fun, and the very beginning, I think, of my loss of interest in TV as a medium for entertainment. (Other than hooking the console up, of course!)

Now, I don’t console game so much. I had to leave all of my consoles (and I had several – including the Dreamcast) when I moved from Denver to MA. For a couple of years, I didn’t even have a computer. When I did get one, it was not a good one, and pretty much only the flash games, and puzzle games like those offered by PopCap would work on it.

I had dated a guy while in MA who was really into a new MMO – World of Warcraft. He would often ask me to log into his second account, and heal his warrior while he explored dungeons there. This was January/February of 2005- so just past launch.

I however? Didn’t have a system capable of that game until much MUCH later. I wasn’t dating him anymore – and had almost forgotten the game. My friend Brenda (Love you Brenda! ❤ ) suggested that I come play with her in a new game. We could make characters, explore the world, and talk in game, though we were a couple of thousand miles apart!

Of course, that reignited my love affair with computer gaming. Not only did I have a world that I could escape into when stress and pressure got to be too much – it was persistent! My girls could do what they wanted in the game, and they would remain… no save points, and unlike pen and paper DnD, if they died, I could always “resurrect” them. For a gold cost on armor durability, they would come back, just as they were before they died! HELLZ YA! DO OVERS! Without having to go all the way back to the save point!

I was faithful. For years, the ONLY game I played was WoW. My girls never had to wonder if I was out for the night with some other toon, in some other world…. never had to sit, fully rested and waiting for me to come to them. They KNEW that I would be there. As much as possible.

However. After several years, the wandering eye happens. I am not bored, really – just want to branch out. See my options. My girls, across three accounts, (five, if you count the newly resurrected, boosted to level 80 instantly toons on the Scroll of Resurrectioned accounts that were created to give mounts to my top two… ) always knew that I would be there. Day in, day out. And for the most part, I am.


The call of the Civ V is strong. Cid Meyer had my heart before WoW did, and he still manages to captivate me, making me lose time in building a civilization.

My spacefaring girlies in The Old Republic are new, and young, and unsure of their place in the world. They need me to nurture them, so that they can grow strong in the force, and PWN Republic/Sith face (depending on faction.)

My girlies in Skyrim are young… needing guidance, and a strong hand to lead them through the civil war torn area of Skyrim.

And now – I must look to Amalur! The Reckoning is happening, and I have heard that it is awesome!

Add to this that this is the game that CURT SCHILLING – of the BOSTON RED SOX – Long time favorite pitcher, who pitched in an unforgettable game with the BLOODY SOCK – where he had torn his stitches from a recent surgery on his foot but still POWERED THROUGH…


MUST MUST MUST have this game. I need to show my support for this up and coming company (38 Studios, and Big Huge Games). I know some people from my own company who have gone to Rhode Island to work for this company. I have heard amazing things about this game.

I just got a (very small) bonus. Looking to add a bit to my “nest” in the way of some throw pillows for the comfy, non butt eating furniture, poster frames for the Karazhan Movie Posters and DIII/Skyrim maps, and FINALLY ecigs instead of the real, lung choking ones.

All in all, looking forward to the next few months, though they are a bit scary too.

STILL haven’t found a place to move to, and it is already the middle of the month. TWO WEEKS! Need to remind hubby of that. Ugh.

Still KoA: The Reckoning. /drool.  I forsee a lot of time in a new world, with new girls.

And in two months DIABLO!  **SQUEEE**

Six years, he still lives! And other news.


Saturday is my 6th anniversary with the hubster.  We intend to celebrate in fine style.  No people filled noisy places, no traffic, no muss.  We decided that we would rather make a nice supper here, and just…  hang out. Together.  What a concept!

Usually, our time in the same room ends up with  him surfing the TV while surfing the internet for sports stories, news articles, and the occasional “free” porn.  I have tried to scare him off of the last.   /sigh One of the reasons that “he still lives” is part of the title.  BTW – man drives me absolutely nuts, and if he didn’t make me laugh often enough, well… lets just say he still lives!

Side note here:  People – anything that says “sex” and “free” in the same sentence, ESPECIALLY on the internet, means you are paying for it somehow!  He has killed one lap top with viruses, web hijackers, trojans, and other nasty things.  Gained through frequent and repeated surfing of these types of sites.

Even with a deep reformat, it would BSOD.  Now – he has the newer lap top.  I have loaded Firefox, with no script and adblock plus, as well as Malwarebytes, Adaware, and a virus scanner onto it.  I have threatened to password protect the admin account on it, and create a new one just for him that goes ONLY to Nickelodeon, and Disney if he doesn’t take care of it. (I could and WOULD so do it too.  And he knows it.)

I have shown him how to update adobe, flash and windows as they come out, and scan every single week. Now, if I could just get him to physically clean it.  That thing is gross.  I don’t like to touch it if I don’t have to.  Blech.

I have my desk system.  Password protected, thankyouverymuch!  (of course I trust him – just not with my computer, which has a high def widescreen monitor… and is what I use to play my games, not to mention write here! )

Anyway – celebrating anniversary!  I have taken Friday and Monday off, to make it a full on mini vacation again.  Of course, not all of it can be at home in blissful denial of a world outside.

For one thing, I absolutely HAVE to get new glasses. (and Hubster needs them).  I have had vision coverage since I was hired full time at my job.  I have budgeted in optometrist and glasses to my flex spending which is also offered where I work.  I have not, however, ever been successful in actually getting an appointment, and using it, before the money on the flex spending card runs out.  Damned doctors keep adding prescriptions and meds, and for the first couple of years – I was at the doctors office at least twice a month getting things like thyroid under control.  Meant that the flex spend money went FAST.  And the glasses I need?  For my whacked out eyesight?  Not so cheap.

The glasses I have now?  5 years old.  One side of the frames is wired and superglued together (thanks to the hubster), but not tight enough to keep the lens from popping out occasionally.  The other side?  Stripped screw that needs to be tightened every day without fail, or….  the frame pops open on that side and…  the lens falls out.

Y’all know how hard it is, when one is legally blind without the damned things, and this happens upon picking up the glasses from your bedside table in the “morning”?  Let me tell you. Whether ya wanna hear it or not.  So there. (look at me being all mature and stuff.  Neener neener neener!)

On the multiple times this has been my fate, while feeling about the floor with sleep numbed hands, on knees that don’t know yet if they are going to work well enough to get me OFF the damned floor, and down the stairs to coffee…  Words have been uttered.  And not “fluffy bunnikins unicorn and rainbow glitters” type words.  Words that could get me actioned in the game I provide support for.  Words that would have gotten my mouth washed out with soap as a youngin’.  Yeah.  THOSE words. In combinations that boggle MY mind (which everyone knows lives in the sewer) on occasion.

SO – off to the optometrist, to see how much worse my eyes have gotten in the last 5 years.  And then, to choose frames, and put in the order.  Glasses I need can’t be done with the one hour vision service.  They have to be sent out to a lab, to make sure they are done correctly.  usually, a week or two later, I can finally go get them.

This should totally wear out my wish to deal with people.  Plus, I shall probably have the whacky drops in my eyes – you know the ones that dilate your pupils, meaning that your eyes might burst into flames if you go out into the sun without shades?  Or at least hurt a whole lot because of the brightness?

So – back home with dilated, sensitive eyes, to a marvelous supper, and then as much together time as we can stand.  May even last a bit – until hubby just “has” to check something on the tube, or internet or…  no matter! ( I swear the man is ADHD.  He has to have twenty bajillion things going.  At all times he is awake.) Until them, yummy supper (thinking nothing too fancy – grilled steaks and shrimp, potatoes, garden salad… and don’t forget the wine!) and then maybe some cards? Or just talking?

Hubster has threatened to get me drunk. I have a marvelous workmate who thinks that the most awesome thing would be to be gotten drunk, and the advantage taken would be him cleaning the house!  Love that Jeena!  She giggles me.  Seriously.  If he did do this  (and I am saying that old scratch would be buying woolens before it did…) I would just have to go around after, and fix it all.  /sigh. The thought however, is awesome!  Sadly, not probably anywhere in or even NEAR  the hubsters mind.

I have 4 whole days (or actually nights.  Durned schedule).  Hubster will be asleep well before I am even thinking about a mid “day” nap.  That means…  I can play SWTOR!  My poor WoW girlies have been so neglected. They will get love again…  just not any time too soon.

I have been getting so much into the stories in the new game.  Each class has its own questing line as an overarching story for that particular class.  Then of course, there are the regular quests that everyone going through the area can do if they choose to.  I have gotten so caught up in each classes story lines – I am taking my time, feeling it out, and just having a blast!  They all have spaceships now, and have moved to the next planet to quest for each of them.  Not a one is level 20 yet (much less max level 50), but I don’t care.  Gaming for me isn’t about racing to max.  It is about the journey there, and stopping to smell (or pick, or crush or otherwise mangle depending upon in game professions) the flowers along the way!

If there is any slack at all, we might each pick something small,  inexpensive, that we want as our “presents”.  While I am very tempted to get the soundtrack to Avenue Q (solely to play “The Internet is for Porn” which is stuck in my head right now… ARG!) In reality, mine would maybe be a book or two for the kindle my dad bought me for my birthday.  I am loving the free classics that I have downloaded.  Time to take it a step further!

Finally cats for thought!  I posted a picture of the Diva miss Callie on my desk a few weeks ago.  Now I present, cats in perspective!  (at least in relation to each other)

The Moose

Spook decided he needed loves, and got between me and my computer.  Just after he jumped down, Miss Callied decided that what was good for the moose, was good for the…  diva!

The Dainty Diva

Note that I am farther away from the edge of the desk in Spooks picture, than I am in Callies.  I had to do that, or he wouldn’t fit.  The tail end of his butt and tail STILL don’t.

With that, thanks for bearing with me and my not so regular schedule lately.  Seriously SERIOUSLY trying to get it back together, and get it regular!  Metamucil for the brain?  IDK.  If it exists however, I shall find it!

Celebrate Good Times…

So, I may be a very smart person, but I can be incredibly silly sometimes.

When I started this job, I knew that it was 24/7/365 office, and I knew that set paid holidays off for the entire office did not happen. Note that the higher up, not service related branches DO get these days, as well as the week between Christmas and New Years. While we don’t get the week – we DO get a week or so worth of floating days, to take as we want/can, so we are not left in the cold.

Don’t get me wrong – the company pays for holidays, even for the Service departments, the same ones that most of corporate America pays for. There are 9 paid holidays a year – meaning if you have the day off, you get paid for it. If you work that day, you get double time for it.

The three big ones (Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years) have for the most part been on a kind of lottery system. Used to be, they would send out a communique asking for your first, second, and third choices – which would you want off the most. I would always choose “New Years”, because we don’t have family that we can travel to easily for the others, nor do we have children to think about. (Aren’t I the most thoughtful thing EVAR? Plus, I really do love New Years Eve with the hubster.)

Generally, everyone has gotten their choices, and as evidenced in “Random Hates Me…”, we have even been able to get service levels to a point where we can have MORE than normal the number of people off on these bigguns.

However – silly ol’ me always thought that the others, the not so family oriented ones, were basically “If you have the day off on your schedule, SCORE! If not, too bad about the day, but you get double time!”

Now, one of the very few things I miss about “normal” corporate America is the paid holidays. I **LIKED** having a day here or there – scheduled off and paid, even if we didn’t do the normal celebratory things on those days. (along with a schedule that allows me to sleep at night, and see the sun once in a while…)

I learned differently when a marvelous girl who used to be on my team, and defected for another (Love you Amanda!) with the same basic hours, but a 4/10 schedule, announced last fall that she was putting in for Labor day off, to have a day paid, without using vacation.

I was dumbfounded. It had never occurred to me that I could do this. New and exciting possibilities suddenly opened! Of course, I jumped on THAT bandwagon, asked for and got it as well… and it was HEAVEN. Paid holidays off, I have missed your sweet seduction for so long!

SO –

I am officially celebrating Martin Luther King Jr. day – by having it off! I already put in, and have had approved for that time. Hooray me for having a three day weekend, and NOT having to use any vacation or float time!

I really really am looking forward to this as well. No wild shopping trips planned – no people crowd places planned, no icky poo feeling (took the first and second off because of a Bronchitis flair up – NOT my idea of “good” time off.) Just… time off.  To do what I want!

Fair warning to the company: I am going to be putting in for as many of the “lesser” holidays as I can! Next up – President’s day! Really feelin’ the need to rock the celebration of the births of Washington and Lincoln!

I do have several plans. I have begun lists. (Three days – who wouldn’t?!?) However – I have a feeling that the cleaning of the “should be condemned at this point” house will be all on paper, with very little actual work being done. While I am not cool with that so much, I have a feeling that laze, plus a deep and urgent need to get at least ONE of my Old Republic girls a space ship will weigh heavily in on how much of my “work” list gets done.  Add the “reward” (read wine, or beer, or other potent potable) of the reward system of housecleaning, even if it doesn’t happen quite that way, and even more awesomeness!  Might even work a bit more on the hat/scarves that **didn’t** make it to the kids for Christmas.  I know.  I suck.  At least I hadn’t promised them at a particular time to the kids, eh?  Heck.  They don’t even know they are in the works!

No pics today – not gonna show off the condemned (or should be) house. Suffice to say, I will try to beat the guilt feelings of “should be doing something” down with the sweet stick of RPG. I have a feeling that I may be at least semi successful – even if responsibility does rear its ugly head and demand some of my time.

And, if I happen to exceed my own expectations? SCORE!





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