Wednesday, May 25, 2016

"National Wine Day" and other nonsense

It's not like I need a new "national" "holiday" as an excuse to drink wine
Apparently, today is also "Towel Day", from Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
You can't see me, right? I'm HIDING from you.
Also, I gave myself a new, quick paintjob on my nails:
pretty, right? It almost qualifies as "clear" for Warner Bros.,
who could be calling me one of these days
And I continued my Doctor Who Season Three marathon, followed by a powerwalk of more than 10,000 steps, not entirely stepped at the high school track (but more than half, to be sure), followed by my current soak in the Epsom Salts and Essential Oils tub:
I've attempted this photo at least three times. Hard to aim the webcam in such a way as to not capture an illicit image when blogging from the tub. Yes, on my laptop. Yes, I'm a real risk-taker.
The essential oils are for my breathing, because #StupidAllergies. The Epsom Salts (and not full tub) are for my right foot "injury"... I just can't (yet) see myself sitting on the couch, knitting or watching tv, with one foot in a bucket, because we don't have a wide enough "pan" to soak both feet, and frankly, ew! Just because I'm about to reach a milestone birthday does NOT put me in "Grandma" Camp!

Three Good Things:
  1. So, yeah, I'm "celebrating" National Wine Day. I waited until after 5 (after 6, really, if you're counting). I didn't want to "Drunk Power Walk", and now that I don't gotta go anywhere else today, I expect to be at least a Coupla Sheets to the Wind by the time Stephen gets home from work tonight (Sorry, Stephen... and frankly, I don't imagine I'll have more than one more full glass, since I'm kinda a lightweight). 
  2. Yeah, I'm blogging in the tub. On my laptop. Without a safety shelf or anything! But I do have my #Towel to keep my hands dry!
  3. Yeah, I'm preparing for my milestone birthday party. I've been assured by Stephen and both of the homeowners who are "hosting" with me that it will be laid-back, minimal stress, and anyone who attends will have a good time. Yes, my Depression Lied to me about me putting too much pressure on myself and my hosts. Yes, Stephen was the one who pointed that out, AND he made the phone call to the husband-host so they could co-guy in "fix it" mode, and then wife-host called me, and everyone's on the same page, and we're all pretty chill. Yay.
THANK YOU. If you are someone who feels insufficiently thanked for any- and every-thing that you do, please accept my THANK YOU. If you are someone who I have insufficiently thanked, please accept that with the warmest of intentions. Apparently, this Depression is deeper than I had originally gauged. So THANK YOU for sticking with me and helping me outta it.

Please comment. You can ask me a question, or you can answer a point, or you can tell me your favorite joke (you can even tell me dirty jokes here, I certainly don't fucking mind). I miss your commentary, when you read silently, from wherever you're reading. I promise, if I have any response at all, I will respond. THANK YOU.

24 comments:

  1. It pleases me to see you climbing out of that hole you managed to fall into. This post makes me incredibly happy.

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    1. Thank you. I really didn't think the Hole was that Deep, but apparently, since Depression Lies, I'm not a really good gauge. I LOVE hearing from you, most of all. Not to put any additional pressure on you, but seriously, You are my Favorite Commenter, my lovely sister. Thank You.

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  2. Woah, I didn't know this was turning into a porn site. #emelledoesdallas. Are you going to start charging for people to view a "special" part of your blot page? :D

    Glad you're creeping out of the depression hole and things are starting to look up again. You never can tell how deep it goes. Happy for you. Hope you have a good birthday. My youngest has his birthday on the 1st.

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    1. I expose more skin in person in a bathing suit than you'll ever see here, Lee. Don't get your panties in a twist.

      I really didn't think this particular rabbit hole was as dark and deep as it's been. I can be downright cheerful in my demeanor, and then I start crying. It really sucks.

      Happy Birthday to your young'un.

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  3. Blogging in the bathtub! Too funny. I too had to have an Epsom Salts bath the other day. It seems we are living parallel lives on opposite sides of the world right now ;)

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    1. It doesn't seem to be helping my foot pain. I'm sure I didn't break anything, but I also haven't figured out why it hurts, and I just don't feel like seeing a doc for it (because I'm sure nothing's broken). Catch 22, I guess.

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  4. Again, the messages between you and Lee are just too funny. "Blog turning into a porn site", lol.
    Hope you are feeling better soon. Me, I could burst into tears just thinking of the long, hot and very humid summer ahead of us. I miss the cold climate so much.I've had other Europeans living here tell me the same thing. Really weird what you can miss sometimes, I wish I could have a chilling days with poring rain all throughout the year. Wishing you beautiful and cheerful days ahead. Elle

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    1. Where do you live, Elle? And where are you FROM? It's not been nearly as hot here (in SoCal) as I like it, but if I walk at a brisk pace, I do at least arrive home feeling "hot". Still not warm enough to put on my new bikini to sun my tummy at the incredibly cold swimming pool in the building that my rent pays for the upkeep of (but not heat, apparently). Did that sentence even remotely make sense? I've had some wine tonight.

      Lee and I "know" each other from another blog. It's kinda like we're siblings, but ya know, "from another mother"... :)

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    2. Stop TOUCHING ME!!! And get out of my ROOM!!! MoooooOOOOOooooommm!!!

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    3. ROFLMAO, Lee. Thanks for that.

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  5. As we speak, my husband has his foot stuck in a bucket of ice water on the couch. Are you spying on us? AND it is his 58th birthday.

    If you ever want to email me one on one to chat about life and stuff, please do so :)

    P.S. I think it's weird you posted this yesterday and I got a notification at 10:20 p.m. tonight. Yes, Baby, I SUBSCRIBE and shit.

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    1. See? This is why I don't wanna SUBSCRIBE and shit. Just let me find you've posted because I look over at my chronological list ==> and shit, even if I'm a day or five late. I'll catch up. Pinkie swear. My hubby was a Test Subject subscriber for me, and he gets notifications at 7-ish (maybe 7:20?) for the Most Recent Post. If I post after that notification, he'll be notified next day. So, since you're East Coast, stands to reason, 10:20, because I posted yesterday at 7 (or 10E): 45. Just missed the "window". I don't mind you're "a day late" - you're not "a dollar short", are you? Becuz that would be Unacceptable. :P

      Yeah, I got your email deets (I think; you did send me that 5-year calendar), but as you may or may not know about People Suffering From Depression, we never know when to reach out to Loved Ones or even Friends. I received a phone call from a NC-based friend Just Today, and he essentially said the same thing: "Bitch, you're suffering, why you din't call me?" and of course, I had to tell him the same thing.

      Thank you for the offer. I'll try to keep it in mind, and YOU do so as well. I know you're a #TribeMember and all, who is very Blessed and Grateful to NOT have Mental Health issues, but ya know, if somehow some shit like that rears its ugly head, you email me, a'right? ;)

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  6. Back again, I meant to wrote chilly days, not chilling days earlier. sorry, Elle

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    1. It's all good, Elle. I think I followed you. Just don't ever use its for it's (and vice-versa) or the wrong spelling of a "to" homonym, or "loose" for "lose", and we're cool. Yeah, I'm a Grammar Nazi. No, I won't pick on you here if you misspell something (I'll just silently judge you for Forever Until The End Of Time)... kidding. Maybe. ;)

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    2. Its just that your to much of a grammar nazi.

      :D

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    3. There are no degrees, Lee. But didn't it pain you to type that incorrectly?

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  7. yes i'm one of your silent readers..for some reason usually when i try to publish my comment i always have to write another one .when i read your blog on my phone in work i have a problem commenting ..something about my google acct. who am i commenting as..etc. i am not tech savvy so i really don't know what i'm doing wrong..maybe on my phone i use gmail and on desktop it's yahoo..idk..so i have two different emails..i would just like to comment without being asked any questions..i'm sure i'm the only one with this problem. wonderful birthday ..keep blogging..

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  8. have a wonderful birthday..sorry about that.typing is not that good..

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    1. I don't think I have ANY moderation turned on, and Right Now, I am replying to you on my phone, which has me permanently signed in using my Gmail account. But it does give me the option to comment anonymously, or using WordPress, or Yahoo, or several others I'm not familiar with at all.

      If you want to always be signed in, I think that's just a setting in your email accounts and/or in your phone. Sorry it's not behaving for ya, Ruth Ann.

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    2. Thanks for the birthday wishes and the comments. It's hard to type on a teensy tiny "keyboard" on a phone, so I feel ya.

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  9. Ok.this is just a test.I'm commenting as anonymous to see how that works.������

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    1. So i still had to verify that i was not a robot and match up all the pictures that had a river in them..��weird...

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    2. Maybe you ARE a robot and you just don't know it.

      o_O

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    3. Huh. Well, I don't have moderation turned on, so that must be a Google protection. I guess my suggestion would be to login using your Gmail account and set it to "remember me" so you don't have to go through the rigamarole each time. I have a WordPress account for the handful of blogs I comment on that require it, and I have it set to always logged in.

      Or maybe Lee is right, and you're really a robot, but not the droid Blogspot is looking for. ;)

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