Saturday

Just said goodbye to Alex in the driveway and almost got blown away. We had to shut the door to the car to keep anyone from getting hurt by it being blown shut while we talked standing in the driveway, and she finally had to get in the car because the wind was actually cold. Colder than my house even! Poor thing always is so cold when she comes over here. I have to admit that I'm having some trouble trying to regulate the temp in my house this past week between the heat outside and me being so hard to figure out.

The wind stirred up the allergies which in turn stirred up the headache, for Alex, too. But she came over and we talked about wedding stuff. She took a look at my wedding outfit and gave it the thumbs up, so I just need to iron it. She's on her way home to cook now so I need to get sustenance now, my own self. Once again I don't believe I have eaten anything all day except for the occasional snack and the cold brewed coffee we both sampled that I had made this week.

I don't know why, except for the headache, but I'm still tired. Headache hangover I guess. I think I'll get some dinner, finish my laundry and go to bed. I have found out that letting Sheba sleep too long on my bed makes my allergies worse so I am trying to wash the covers way more often than usual to keep her insidious fur to a minimum. I didn't think I was allergic to her fur but I have noticed that after I do the bedding I can breathe better for days. 

Another thing I noticed in the past day or so: Ozzy has developed a wave in his ear that matches the wave I have developed in my hair. I thought his throwing up the last bad migraine I had, while I was throwing up, was funny, but this is getting to be the "look like your master" kinda sympatico. As long as my nose isn't black and wet. And I don't have a black mustache. 

got dressed

Yes, that is the sum total of my accomplishments for today. I got dressed. I did go outside to get the mail while it was daylight, so that's something. Ozzy was very happy. My neighbor across the street, who moved here from Florida to get work, has a new puppy, a Lab. All legs and big feet. He had him out in the front yard on a leash but I didn't feel like going over to say hi.

I should be seriously trying on my outfit for the wedding to give it the serious eye, but I don't feel so inclined. There's always tomorrow. I dozed off and on today, which to me say that I kind of needed it, which is dumb cause I really didn't do anything. I got dressed today, which, I mentioned before, so I could at least make an impact.

Oh, no, I guess I did do something last night. Ozzy and I went over to Alex's parent's house for a wedding cake taste testing. The books with the photos were pretty cool. I'm excited about the wedding. Ozzy was excited about getting out of the house.

So that's about it. I need to pick up Ozzy's toys, vacuum, and do dishes. Instead I'm on the computer and watching wrestling. Ooo, Divas match. Later.

being in the moment... not so much

As hard as I have been trying to "get my brain back" and working on paying attention to the moment I'm in, it hasn't worked so well the past few days.

Coming home from J&A's house last night, enjoying driving my car and how well the car shifted, I turned onto 34th St at about 11 pm. That is a side street and not well lit with a short drive to a railroad. Instead of having to drive mindlessly and slowing down to take the hellacious bump at the railroad track, they've fixed the track now and you can take it at a higher speed than 20 mph. I was totally into shifting, I don't know why. I was just fixated on how the car was responding. Then I noticed a set of headlights turn on from the side of the road to the left of me. Oh crap. I knew right away what that meant. I almost pulled over right there and then but I slowed down and went over the tracks. As soon as he went over the tracks the flashing lights came on. Crap!

I rolled my window down and Ozzy popped his head out the window to see what was going on. The officer walked up and carefully approached Ozzy to see if he was going to be a biter. He asked something, I don't remember what, then asked if he was a good watchdog and I laughed and said no. I handed him my license and insurance info as we chatted about where I lived and where I was coming from. He was very nice and polite. He ended up giving me a warning. I should have known better because it wasn't that long ago that there was a squad car parked just outside my neighborhood and I saw the lights flashing from someone else getting a ticket (I assume) as I came home from Josh's, so I know they're patrolling.

That was incident number one. Today I was at Target and, when I finished shopping, came back out to the parking lot. There were two maroon cars parked next to each other. I walked past the first car to the second car, stood in front of the trunk and looked at the back of the car. There was a sticker on the back from Hudiberg. I didn't buy mine from Hudiberg. That's weird. I bought it from Bob Moore. I looked at the license plate. The first letter was a "D." Was it a "D"? I got my keys and clicked on the unlock button and heard the car next to me unlock. Duh. I was standing in front of the wrong car. I looked at the car again. It was a Nissan, but it was a Sentra, not a Versa like I have. I saw a car at Wal Mart by my house that looks just like mine last time I was there. Weird. I wonder if it was the same car I had just tried to own. Feeling like a bit of a dork, I loaded my groceries and went home, glad the owners hadn't followed me out of Target.

boredom and a new cyber home

I couldn't figure out why I have been off my computer so much. I lived for blogging on Gravity Wins Again for such a long time and suddenly I had nothing to say. It disturbed me, when I stopped to think about it. Today it finally occurred to me that Gravity was no longer relevant to me. I had nothing more to say there. 

Hence, the new blog. I was reaching for things to find to talk about, to try to be interesting. In reality, my life just isn't that interesting. I live a life that not a lot of people can relate to. I spend the majority of my time in my house, with my dog, not seeing or speaking to another human being for days on end. I spend days without seeing the light of day. I have lupus and not being in daylight is better for me, so that had evolved into not going out into daytime by habit, tho I am trying to break that.  I was doing shopping at midnight and sleeping all day but I'm gradually turning that around.

But, still, since I came to Oklahoma, leaving my friends behind in Phoenix, I go out of the house once or twice a week. Now that the busy time of the year is past, Josh has made a point of calling me on his days off and inviting me over, which I love and appreciate and means I get out and around people at least once a week. Kathy and Michele used to do this for me in Tempe. Unless I go shopping, that's probably the only time I will go out unless I get really motivated. Maybe this blog will change that.