Meandering Musings of a Manic Witch

Whither be the jousts?

Posted by: manicwitch on: July 11, 2009

We are going to opening day of the Ren Faire!  Hubs and I treated to ourselves to season passes to our local Ren Faire along with the upgrade Friends of the Faire package last Yule.  Over the past few years we’d been putting together garb for us and cannot wait.  We even have a friend who will sew a few dresses for me for free-all I have to do is provide the pattern(s) and material.  I can get an outfit for at least 1/3 of the cost of buying one at the Faire.  I know we will need to get a few things there to complete our look, but for the most part we are set. 

I’ll post pics later.  I just have to make sure there are no “head shots”.  Sorry, but I’ve managed to keep fairly private here.  Only one pic of me exists on the ‘net and none of my Hubs and kids-as far as I know.  This is MY blog and I refuse to give up their privacy (and safety).  I may put up private pics on Flickr, so if I do and anyone wants to see them, email me, but please don’t be offended if I don’t give access.  I’ve worked hard to make my “real life” as vague and unsearchable as possible.  I’ve even googled us and have a really hard time finding any of us out there.  There were a few links but I’ve managed to delete all accounts at those sites.  Has anyone else done that?  Tried to “de-google” yourself?  It may look like paranoia, but really its just about protecting my privacy.

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Updates on my “to do” list

Posted by: manicwitch on: July 5, 2009

At the halfway point of the year, I thought it would be a good idea to review my resolutions to do list.  Sadly I have not accomplished anything on this very reasonable list.

 I prefer to call this a “to do” list, than my resolutions for 2009:

1.  Quit smoking-again.  And no one is more disappointed than I for starting again.  I made it 8 months but hit a REALLY rough patch and picked up a cigarette.  That was enough to get me back to it.  I need to remember N.O.P.E.  Not One Puff. EVER!  I started Chantix again today and am all geared up for the wacked out dreams, but that will be a small pennance for my stupidity.

Nope.  Not yet.  I know when I quit last year I was really motivated, but for some reason, I”m not there yet.

2.  Lose 100 40 pounds this year.   I lost 30 in 6 months when I did the “5 in ‘05″ plan, so I know that 40 in one year is very realistic and if I can keep motivated can do better than that, but I would rather low-ball it than keep my expectations too high.   Walking was a huge help with that, but I need to take that first step (haha) and do it.  Once I got in the habit it was pretty easy to keep going.

I’m finally getting started on this one.  I know my obsession with F.F. is my motivation.  I need to get past this and don’t know how.  I really think if we do meet up I will just end up being seriously depressed over something as stupid as my weight.  And really, I know the only way to lose weight and keep it off is to want to do it for myself and no one else.  So I’ve pretty much eliminated “schnackies” and diet pop from my diet.  I’ve started walking 3-4 times a week and I drink water like it’s going out of style.  I just have to remember that the weight will not all fall off in a week.  I did set a goal for myself this month and really believe I will meet it.

3.  Stop pissing away money.  We know how much we make and on paper it looks great, so where does all the money go?  Yeah, I know a lot goes to smokes but even last year when I quit for that long, where did the extra money go?  We tend to eat out a lot which explains a huge part of our problem but we get very lazy “I don’t feel like cooking” “I don’t have time tonight to cook” “We really need to go grocery shopping” “We deserve a treat”.  We did hit a long stretch of time where we didn’t eat out at all and realized just how much we saved, so we just need to get back to the habit of actually cooking or at least having easy meals in our freezer.  This will help keep me on track with #2. 

Nope.  We still don’t know where our paychecks are going.  After the obvious bills, there should still be plenty left over, but there isn’t.  Maybe we need to keep all receipts for a month to analyze it.  I tend to only keep receipts for charges but not for cash.  And taking $40 from the ATM and then buying stuff with cash won’t give me any idea where it all goes, just that I had $40 and it somehow disappeared. 

4.  Continue to work on my spirituality.  We’ve really come away from our practices and have felt it.  We did a small Full Moon ritual and Yule ceremony and really noticed the difference.  I’ve been re-reading some of the “beginners” books again and discovered that I’ve forgotten a lot, so its back to the basics for me.

Sort of.  At least when I see the sun and see the moon, I do a little devotional-”Thank you for this day/night….” type of thing.  But that has been about it.

5.  Stash-bust.  I inventoried my small yarn stash and realized that I only have about 4 projects in mind for my yarn.  I don’t have all that much, but I still want to make use of it.  Some of it is 1/2 skeins and while I could make scarves from them I know I would end up trying to choke myself by the time I get to the 4th one.

I haven’t bought any new yarn but at least I am now back to knitting.  I really fell away from it for a while because I had no interest.  It still takes me forever but am now picking something up to do with my hands while I watch TV.

6.  Lower my expectations/demands of others.  Agatha is a slob, pure and simple.  No matter how much we fight with her to keep her room clean, she does a half-assed job when she bothers to clean at all.  She always was a slob and as far as I can tell, always will be.  I just need to accept that and unless Darren is visiting (he stays in her room-which used to be Percy’s) or her room starts to smell, just leave her alone about it and not stress.   I also need to remember that patients will always try to push our buttons.  No, we can’t get you in for a physical today.  Yes, your insurance has a deductible and yes you are required to pay it.  No, I will not call in meds for you when we haven’t seen you in a year.  Yes, we are running late because patients like you show up late and try to bring up 3 other issues than what you were were scheduled for.  We squeezed you in for a sinus infection and now you want to talk about your back pain, diabetes and oh yeah-you’ve been having chest pain for 3 days, but it’s probably nothing.  I just have to learn how to accept it and not stress about that anymore.  I can’t change them, only my attitude towards them.

Nope.

7.  Stop saying “one of these days we need to…” clean/organize the: front closet, cabinets, attic-finish the bathroom, kitchen, paint the girls rooms…Our Dish receiver went out on Christmas and I was off from that day until Monday afternoon.  Hubs dug out our old rabbit-ears so I could watch the Bears go down in flames on Sunday, but on Friday I had no TV.  It was amazing just how productive I was with not being able to sit on my ass channel surfing and bitching about how there’s nothing on TV.  I cleaned and organized our: hall closet, bathroom closet, computer cabinet, most of my dresser, file cabinet and cleared a bunch of crap off the kitchen counter.  As I type this we have a rerun of Mythbusters on.  Why?  I used to play music all the time.  Why don’t we anymore?  We could just turn the damn idiot box off and do something, but more often than not we let that stupid thing run our lives.    This will also help with #2 since I will not only be more active IN the house, but will be more motivated to get outside and take my walks.

Not here either.

 8.  Read more.  I only have about 2 dozen novels that I’ve been wanting to read but just don’t have time.  Again, I blame the idiot box.  These aren’t even new ones, just ones I want to re-read, like The Mists of Avalon.  And half of them are Wiccan ones which would refer back to #4. 

Uh uh.

I’ll update this as the year goes on.  I’d like to check in once a month just to see if I’ve actually made any progress.

Vacation

Posted by: manicwitch on: July 4, 2009

Ok, I finally have time to post about the vacay. 

We had a great time-for the most part.  When we pulled in to a Sonic a few hours short of OKC, the temp. on the dashboard read 104 and stayed there pretty much the whole time.  They were going to have a “cold front” come through after we left.  In OKC that means the high will only be 95.  At least they didn’t have the high humidity yet. 

On Monday we went to an Aquatic center that Hubs andhis brothers used to spend their entire summers.  I brought SPF 15 sunblock.  Yes, I know it must be much higher, but I’m an idiot who wants a tan.  Hubs and Endora used what they thought was a 6 but it ended up being just the Hawaiian Tropic Tanning Oil that we used as teens trying to get that oiled up tan.  I got some burn on my chest and shoulders.  Nothing painful, just stingy if I scratched the itchies.  Hubs got a 2nd degree burn.  He usually burns once during the summer and then it turns to a very dark tan.  That’s the Native American in him.  This time he burned so badly that he couldn’t sleep for 3 days and almost 2 weeks later he is still peeling.  To top it off we promised Endora a trip to the water park-with lots of slides, a lazy river and gallons upon gallons of nice, cool water.   Hubs and I wore T-Shirts to try to keep our burns from getting worse and now I have a farmer tan over my aquatic tan.  

But we did have a wonderful time.  I love visiting my in-laws.  I am one of the very few women who adores my MIL and FIL.  They met Endora for the first time and love her to pieces.  Technically its the 2nd for FIL and 3rd for MIL, but she was so young then and they didn’t get to spend much time together and getting to know one another. 

Despite living on the far edge of the city, right across the street from their apartment is a huge piece of property with horses.  The colt was born shortly before we arrived and was just the sweetest thing.  There was a busy roadway separating us so we couldn’t get close, but they were still beautiful to see.   Endora was enchanted by the red dirt.  There is so much iron content in that area that the dirt is actually red and not brown.  She had to bring home a big bag of it so her friends could have some.  Great souvenir.  “My BFF went to Oklahoma and all I got was dirt.”

Now-on to my beef about stereotypes:

Chicago is NOT exceptionally windy.  Y’all have much more wind than we do.  It’s called the Windy City because of all the blow-hard politicians and their long-winded speeches.  Yes, thanks to “The Lake”, we do get a fair amount of wind during winter and the sky-scrapers add to it, but it originally came from our strong democratic political roots.  We are also the Hog Butcher for the World, but Babe isn’t running wild in the streets.  We have been called ”The City of Big Shoulders” but our residents are not all linebackers.  So please, if you will stop with all the stereotypes, I promise to not ask where all the ”Surrey with the fringe on the top” are.    Or if all the women are sluts like Ado Annie.  Got it?

Now that we are home, we are getting things in gear to get Agatha ready for BAU.  She has to go this month to register her classes, get her ID and continue to get the lay of the land.  She will move in September at which point I will most likely need to be tranquilized in order to leave *MY BABY! MY BABY!*

I’m such a sick bitch.

Posted by: manicwitch on: June 29, 2009

It  is sad that he died so suddenly, but this really cracked my shit up.

You have to wonder if before going to sleep last night, pitchman Billy Mays thought of Michael Jackson, Farrah Fawcett, and Ed McMahon, and said to himself one last time, “but wait, there’s more!” 

Now he can be a pitchman to get people to see their doctors at least once a year and get their blood pressure checked.

 

I’ll post about the vacay later.

This pisses me off

Posted by: manicwitch on: June 26, 2009

MICHAEL JACKSON DIES!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh yeah….So did Farrah.

 

Even in death, the freak has to have the spotlight.  I liked him well enough in the 80’s, but there has only been about 10 minutes of coverage on her.  Yes, I know hers was expected and his was sudden, but still…

I’ll be MIA again, but not for long…

Posted by: manicwitch on: June 19, 2009

We will be leaving bright and early (or with the weather around here lately, dark and stormy and early) to Ooooo-klahoma to visit Hub’s family.  I’ll be sure to post pics as soon as I can.

I figured out why I never wanted to call her…

Posted by: manicwitch on: June 17, 2009

I was afraid of this.  Her life-despite her shitty marriage, which was really shitty-turned out not only better than I expected, but in my warped mind, seems to have turned out better than mine.  I know that mine really did turn out better than I could have ever hoped for, but I guess maybe I was hoping to find that she fell flat on her face.  She is going to college-something that I know she’d always wanted to do-something I had once wanted to do but just couldn’t ever find time or money to do it.  Now I have no desire to do so.  I just don’t feel the need to do it.  I have nothing to prove and won’t gain anything from it professionally.  She managed to find a way to finally take that cruise she’d always, ALWAYS wanted to go on-we are still trying to figure out how to swing a 2nd honeymoon for our 10th anniversary next year.  She works part time and was able to do that-Hubs and I work full time but thanks to a long, drawn out custody battle may have to put it off a little longer.  We are doing better than ok, but with a kid going to an out of state BAU, an exotic vacation isn’t going to happen, at least not just yet.  And here is the really sick part-I found a few pics of her online (I know, I know-I’ve crossed over to near stalking at this point).  One pic shows that she gained a LOT of weight.  Hee.  Then she tells me that thanks to what her doctors think was a mild heart attack, she lost 70 pounds and is still going.  I was always the thinner one.  I always felt better about myself when I was with her, knowing that no matter how big I got, I was still thinner than her.  I found her pic on Facebook and she looks fantastic.  How sick is that?  I’ve always been insecure about my weight even though Hubs loves me just the way I am.  Instead of just enjoying how good my life is and how blessed I’ve been, I’m becoming depressed because she has managed to lose all that weight and I haven’t.  And it took a heart attack for her to do it.  Instead of being all freaked out that someone my age nearly died because of being obese, I’m pissed off that she lost weight and looks better than I do.  She looks great and I feel like a fat cow.  And now I really don’t want to see her because it will just eat at me that I look like like this and she looks fantastic.  I don’t even really care about all the other stuff-college, cruise…I’m pissed and depressed about this one thing.

I think I need help.  I definitely need to quit obsessing over her facebook picture.  It only makes me want to cry.  I know it is up to me to do something about my weight.  I took Gordon for a walk yesterday, but the weather is so humid today and I can’t risk an asthma attack.  So while a severe health scare was the motivator for her to do something about her weight, fear of a severe health problem is keeping me from doing something about mine.

I don’t give a shit about Twit(ter)

Posted by: manicwitch on: June 16, 2009

I don’t get it.  I know it is the hottest thing going, but I just don’t get it.  I’ve seen a few posts (tweets?) and it all looks like chat.   “Had a cheese sandwich today.”  “Dude, what kind?” “American, of course.” “Didja ever try swiss?  Yummo.”

I can’t get into Facebook either.  I barely find enough time to blog here, I know I can’t divide my time like that and if I am going to actually sit down and write anything, it will be here.  No one cares about my “cheese sandwich”, least of all me.

I made my decision

Posted by: manicwitch on: June 15, 2009

I called her.  I was sorely tempted not to just because I really didn’t see much point but did so anyway.  I think it was more out of obligation than curiosity.  She called me, so now I felt like I should do the polite thing and at least call her back.  We spent an hour on the phone cautiously playing catch-up.  I don’t think either one of us was ready, (or in my case, even wanted) to give up too much.  Nothing was said about our blow-out and I don’t think it will ever be mentioned unless we want to re-hash it all again.  I’m sure she expects an apology from me, and I know I expect one from her, so it was probably best we didn’t go that far.  She wants to get together when I get back from our vacation next week.  I dunno.  I think I’m fine with the phone call.  We talked, we filled each other in on the superficial things going on in our lives-kids, work, family…I really don’t know if I even want to bother with anymore than that.

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