Feeling better

Hung out with the beauteous Katie last night, and helped get more of her stuff outta my house and into hers. 

Ziva is running so well I’m wondering when the other shoe’s gonna drop.

Sun!  Sun! Sun!  It’s a pleasant change.

Paul was going to take me to lunch yesterday and then realized he’d double booked himself.  I hope we get together soon, I just figured out how to play “It takes a lot to laugh it takes a train to cry” on Otto.  This mandolin sounds so fucking good I get shivers every time I play it.  I practiced “My Needle and I” as well as the foregoing.  Morning music exercises are good fer brainz.

My Needle and I

I’ve but one summer, I’ve more than one name
I can’t abide courts with their whispering games
My mind is ice and my heart is a flame
Loyalty kills you more swiftly than shame

Gods hear my cry
Traitors must die
Stone, steel and sky
We claim this vengeance, my Needle and I
We claim this vengeance, my Needle and I

Winterfell’s safety is now but a dream
Trapped among enemies, not what I seem
If they discover me they’ll have my head
Hatred befriend me and drive away dread

Gods hear my cry
Traitors must die
Snow, steel and sky
We claim this vengeance, my Needle and I
We claim this vengeance, my Needle and I

Winter is coming, I hear Father’s voice
Life is an accident, honour a choice
Jon gave me Needle and left for the Wall
Nymeria’s gone, I have no one at all

Gods hear my cry
Traitors must die
Stone, steel and sky
We claim this vengeance, my Needle and I
We claim this vengeance, my Needle and I

Tingling and numbness

Yesterday, 1 pm, worst scotoma in about a decade.  Just barely made it home in time to barf – been two decades since that happened with a migraine.  Long bath.  Bed.  Dragged myself up at Jeff’s return and got the octave mandolin from the post office and then back home to collapse.  Awake at 5 am and now I have a tremendous post migraine headache and an equally tremendous desire to feel sorry for myself.  Right eyelid is drooping…

awake and aware

Heavy sigh.  This is now Day 7 of project quit drinking.  I don’t know what I was expecting…DTs maybe?  Instead, nothing, except I have to remember to drink 20 ounces of water between the time I get home and the time I go to bed or I get dehydrated.  That’s what the beer was for, to give my kidneys something to do when they were bored.

Otherwise, no effect on my life at all.

Time to go shower and get dressed and call in sick to work.  Yeah, I would like to – it’s May Day! – but I think I’ll occupy my work station and serve customers today.

The Sellsword – GoT filk (audio cue: 50’s style Sinatra tune)

A little rough around the edges… oh yes, that’s him

Filthy from sleeping in ditches and hedges…. oh yes, that’s him

But you’re going to want him when your outlook’s getting grim

He may be a common sellsword

But he’s all you can af-ford

And you want a surly horde … that’s just like him.

 

I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER WHAT COMES INTO MY HEAD WHEN I’M DRIVING.

Awww

This is a VERY inspiring video.

Yesterday Paul and I helped move concrete.  My reward was yummy veggies and a de-alcoholized Becks.  We got to see Brian and Chari (Brian sucking back coffee and watching us work because he just had a hernia operation and Trent thought he was saying it for laffs but I saw scars.) Big tummy time with Shannon, who’s expecting another boy, which makes me happy, because Jerome and Shannon are an awesome couple and they will grow fine men.  Learned that Braden likes the Marine Band harmonica I got him, and got back Jeff’s containers (only took me a year).

Keith and Katie were here last night.  I am quietly happy, but JICOAB, my whole body hurts today.

Now to church and to get a veggie platter along the way.

Busy weekend

Helping Jerome with concrete this afternoon – hope to run into some friends as well.

Sucked it up and bought car insurance.  I am putting together a list of work on the car to justify my asking price. Paul also helped by sending me a nice pic of Ziva.

Put together a care package for Katie for her move (envelopes, stamps, etc.)  She’s been going nuts buying stuff. Dropped her off at work.  Happy sigh.

Tomorrow church AGM and for supper off to the John B to suck back some Shirley Temples (yes, I’m still not drinking) and pub grub and watch ….. the BLUUUUUUUUUUE MEEEEEEEEEEENIES.  Because I loves them, and Mike and Rozo may come, and Jeff said he’d go too.

I cleaned about half of the kitchen and once I make that list and update the craigslist ad, I’m going to go back to doing that.

I used to be a catastrophist, but I’m all right now

I hear through the grapevine that Keith found a job.  I am so glad to see my kids get their feet under them.

I think Jeff is going to win our contest.

I will be hanging with friends and doing churchy things this weekend, so I am looking forward to a restful time.

Jeff and Katie and I attempted to watch Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close and I just got up and left after half an hour.  The kid was amazing but the rest of the movie sucked.  Apparently a lot of people hated the kid, but I sure didn’t.

I hung the Labyrinth quilt at my desk today, as the Tree of Life had to go back to Katie.

Hugs for the hordes of people who appear to be having mental health problems these days.  I am actually struggling towards a composure which has a modicum of happiness in it, which is a blessed and marked improvement over last year.  Vitamin D for the win, folks.  Most of us aren’t getting nearly enough, and you can’t be sane without it.