kshandra: Cartoon: Garfield face-down in his cat bed, a single Z in a word balloon over his head (Z)
It did not surprise me in the least to wake up this morning showing signs of a depressive episode, despite being at therapeutic levels with my meds. A death in the family will do that to a person.

I was NOT, however, expecting to come home from work and sleep for almost four hours. ([personal profile] gridlore was surprised I woke up at all...)

Now to see if I can get myself BACK to sleep, so as not to completely mess myself up before a solo day in the office tomorrow.
kshandra: Close-up of a single lit candle against a black background (Candle)
So the news about my grandfather has gone from "days, maybe hours" to "not as bad as all that" to "he may not make it to next weekend." And I've spent much of today in conversation with [personal profile] gridlore, [personal profile] murphymom, and my sister, trying to work out whether going this weekend is viable. And I realized in the midst of that discussion that part of why I was stressing so much over making this work is that I didn't get to see Aunt Mary that one last time (which in itself carries residual guilt from blowing off Nana's last birthday...jesus, twenty years ago now).

Mom has multiple things keeping her from making the trip this weekend (not the least of which is she's moving on the 7th, to the second - third? - housing arrangement she's had since the fire in May). Amanda has said that if money is the only thing keeping Doug and me from making the trip, tell her how much and where to wire it. Knowing I get paid on the 9th has certainly been part of my motivation for waiting till next week to drive down, but more of it is thinking I was going to need that much time to collect the spoons the trip is going to take (both in terms of the emotional weight of the journey and the simple fact of trying to do it all in 72 hours). There's a definite chance that if I do go this weekend, Doug won't be in a condition to go with me, which sucks, because he was hoping to stop on the way back and visit a dear friend from high school who has at least as many health challenges as he does, and they may not have many opportunities left, either.

And I fucking hate that I have reached an age where having to think in terms of "the last time I'll get to see this person" is going to become a regular occurrence.
kshandra: "DONE!" written in purple stencil-font lettering at a 45 degree angle (Done!)
After a discussion with [personal profile] gridlore, I made arrangements at work to start coming in late two days a week so we can hit the Y in the morning. It's become abundantly clear that if I try to leave it for after work, it just ain't gonna happen. The plan is for Tuesdays and Fridays.

So of course Doug was up half the night dealing with body!fail, and I had to go on my own today. :-P

There was a circuit-training class starting just as I finished with the treadmill, so I didn't actually get on any of the other machines, but I was able to get my Fitlinxx account reactivated, and dropped off our annual financial aid paperwork*. Besides, when I checked in on Swarm I discovered that this was the first time I'd made it back over since before we went to Istanbul, so twenty minutes of walking was probably as far as I should push myself, anyway. (It wasn't as bad as my first aquatic therapy session, at least, where I sat huddled in the locker room wrapped in my towel for half an hour afterward, barely managed to pull my jeans on over my swimsuit, and then went to sleep for three hours as soon as I got home. But my hips are decidedly NOT happy with me this afternoon.)

* My phone rang from an unfamiliar number while I was writing this up; turns out they need ALL of our most recent tax return, and not just the part I turned in this morning. Feh.
kshandra: Sinfest character Slick sits at his laptop, poking the keyboard; the words "refresh refresh refresh" hover over his head (5-Minute-Refresh)
Scenes from a chat window.

[personal profile] kshandra: I really think the fucks I have to give currently can only be measured in irrational numbers.
[personal profile] gridlore: That good, huh?
[personal profile] kshandra: It's not even that bad a day. It's just the weather, and [beloved relative entering home hospice care], and the fucking election (still), and and and.
[personal profile] gridlore: https://days.to/until/mlb-season-opening-day
[personal profile] kshandra: http://burningman.org/countdown/
[personal profile] gridlore: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8V9TCD0TTtk
[personal profile] kshandra: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wbdWt3UDXhs
kshandra: "DONE!" written in purple stencil-font lettering at a 45 degree angle (Done!)
As previously mentioned, [personal profile] gridlore and I had Plans for Small Business Saturday, which all went immediately out the window between our collective bad night's sleep and the weather. So today we gave it another shot.

And lucked out, because not only was Game Kastle's Black Friday sale still running, the book Doug wanted was discounted even further. So between today's score and the Thing I have planned for him to open on the day itself, his $WINTERHOLIDAY shopping is done, and he now has a budget for me in return.

From there, we checked out Illusive's new location in the Franklin Mall. There are a lot of fun little restaurants in there (including a Japanese place with a tatami room); I'm going to need a dining companion to check some of them out.

After that, a quick stop for groceries, and then back home. I missed the Harvest Festival craft show this weekend, but that was going to be an all-window-shopping trip out of necessity, so it's probably just as well.
kshandra: Composite image of a sprig of white jasmine and the word Jasmine on a golden background (Jasmine House)
I need someone to design me a pair of stained glass windows for my Lottery House. (Everyone has a Lottery House in their dreams, don't they?)

In one panel, a vine with the Thirteen Night-Blooming Flowers, and a scroll reading "All Knowledge Is Worth Having." In the other, a spiral adorned with the Thirteen Jewels and a scroll reading "Everything Has A Price."

Take that, Sarah Winchester!
kshandra: Cover artwork from Trans Siberian Orchestra's "The Christmas Attic" (Christmas)
Back to work this morning, with the remainder of the meatballs from yesterday in the slow cooker in the office kitchen. I don't know how many of our drivers availed themselves of the opportunity when they got back today, but I feel better for knowing I did something. I still have very fond memories of my first T'giving as a SuperShuttle driver, where the admin staff had turkey with all the fixings waiting for us in the yard as we got back from the Hell On Earth known as SFO on Thanksgiving morning. (When you walk in the door to start your shift at 4am, and are immediately 30 minutes behind schedule? And stay that way until about 10am? Yeah, we EARNED that hot meal.)

Left the office around 2:30 (and was already the last one in the building when I did), came home and crashed HARD. (I don't remember sleeping that poorly last night...) I had unfortunately missed a text message from [personal profile] gridlore before I left work, asking me to stop for soda on my way home, so I went back out when I got up.

And promptly struck out on almost everything I went looking for at the store. :-P Starbucks is doing a weekend promotion for bonus reward points; the in-store location at Safeway was already closed when I got there. I went to Safeway instead of a store closer to home because I knew they have sold pre-made green bean casserole in holiday seasons past, and didn't really want to make a full batch if I'm the only one who eats it; couldn't find a single one. They didn't even have the larger size jars of Doug's favorite salsa when I went to pick that up.

Picked up take-out on the way home because my stomach informed me that if I ate another meatball today I would regret it. ;-)
kshandra: pixie with purple wings aloft before a full moon (Good)
Home from [personal profile] gridlore's mother's home, where we had dinner with his now-sister C, her wife L, and [tumblr.com profile] senshi76. I brought grape jelly meatballs for an appetizer, which everyone LOVED, and "Grape jelly?!" became an instant family meme.

C's toast at the beginning of the meal was perfect: "Here's to being the only family in the country tonight that doesn't have to worry about politics coming up over dinner!" As it happened, the only politics we talked about were the politics of Westeros (C&L are both waiting for the series to end before reading the books; Doug and I have read all of the books, but have only seen about half of the first season; my MIL is current on both).

Senshi and I had a fabulous conversation about various aspects of gender on the ride home (in addition to having a trans* parent, they are becoming more public about identifying as non-binary). Doug got the comment of the night, though, by noting "I'm not cisgender, I'm cislunar. I present as male and I'm about 240,000 miles out of it."

I have one more bag of meatballs to add to the sauce and toss back in the slow-cooker to take to work tomorrow. (Yes, I have to go back to work tomorrow. As I noted earlier in the month, babies don't stop pooping.) And we've got some tentative plans for Small Business Saturday. For now, though, I think it's time to queue up "Alice's Restaurant" (because I haven't been to Church yet this year!) and relax for the rest of the evening.
kshandra: Close-up of a single lit candle against a black background (Candle)
I was working up the energy to get ready for work this morning when [personal profile] gridlore commented that he was exceedingly grateful not to be driving for a living today. He had been listening to the local news radio station as he does most mornings, and had just heard about this.

Half of the routes we were delivering to today (including 80% of the routes we had moved up for the holiday, as they're normally covered on Thursdays) use that freeway. And CHP closed it just as our drivers were all leaving the warehouse this morning... Fortunately, none of our customers have called wondering where their deliveries were (no doubt the overall change in schedule was enough to make them understand that today was not business-as-usual), but everyone's been running 45-60 minutes behind all day.

Once I was settled in at work, my thoughts drifted to Scott, for obvious reasons. Hard to believe it's almost eleven years. Part of me wishes he was here, in the wake of the election; no doubt he'd be on the front lines of the resistance (and it terrifies me that I am moved to use that word to describe my friends and family in the 21st century, but what other word fits as well?). And part of me is bitterly grateful that he didn't live to see what this country has been revealed to be.
kshandra: White text on a blue button: "Better watch now, because things could go wrong in a hurry." (Keith - Better Watch Now)
Today's writing prompt comes courtesy of Tumblr: You have to entertain 10 kids for 10 hours. You get $100 at an office supply store. What's your plan?
Prices pulled from the Office Depot website (because yes, I do get that detailed with random shit like this).
  • Bankers boxes to make castles: $35.19 for 12
  • Construction paper for making coats of arms for the castles and assorted other decor: $9.49 for 300 sheets
  • 12"x18" newsprint (because you know someone isn't going to be interested in the castle thing): $8.79 for 500 sheets
  • Box of 1000 economy wooden craft sticks: $8.49
  • 2x 12-pack Crayola markers (and let's hope no more than two kids want the same color at once): $5.49 each
  • 2x 2-pack symmetrical kids' scissors (not leaving the left-handed kids behind here!): $5.49 each
  • Crayola 64-pack crayons: $5.49
  • 2x 6-pack Scholastic glue sticks: $3.39 each

Total, including 8.75% CA sales tax: $100.92. I think I can find that other buck in the bottom of my purse. ;-)
kshandra: Sinfest character Slick sits at his laptop, poking the keyboard; the words "refresh refresh refresh" hover over his head (5-Minute-Refresh)
Imported from FB in lieu of actual content today.

  1. Are you named after someone?
    Not to the best of my knowledge. My first name isn't from family, and almost every female I've met who was born in about an 18-month window around my birthday has the same middle name.
  2. When is the last time you cried?
    I honestly can't recall. I'll mist up over damn near anything, though.
  3. Do you like your handwriting?
    It's been better. I'm woefully out of practice.
  4. What is your favorite lunch meat?
    Turkey.
  5. Do you have kids?
    The stuffed animals don't count, do they?
  6. Do you use sarcasm?
    Never heard of it. </dry>
  7. Do you still have your tonsils?
    Nope!
  8. Would you bungee jump?
    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAno.
  9. What is your favorite kind of cereal?
    Golden Grahams. If I'm feeling particularly decadent, I'll use chocolate milk.
  10. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?
    Rarely, even though I know they'll last longer.
  11. Do you think you're strong?
    "I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish that He didn't trust me so much." --anonymous, frequently misattributed to Mother Teresa
  12. What is your favorite ice cream?
    Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Therapy.
  13. What is the first thing you notice about people?
    It depends on the interaction.
  14. Football or baseball?
    *insert George Carlin routine here*
  15. What is the least favorite thing you like about yourself?
    Where do I start?
  16. What color pants are you wearing now?
    Jeans.
  17. What was the last thing you ate?
    An organic chocolate truffle from Costco. [livejournal.com profile] lysana once described these as "chocolate satori," and she's not wrong.
  18. What are you listening to right now?
    The clack of my keyboard.
  19. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
    Purple, natch.
  20. Favorite smell?
    Wood smoke. Sandalwood. Vanilla.
  21. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?
    A customer calling with a last-minute order change.
  22. Favorite sport to watch?
    It used to be figure skating, but got out of the habit before the scoring system changed, and I've never managed to get a good handle on the new system.
  23. Hair color?
    Brown, liberally sprinkled with gray.
  24. Eye color?
    Brown. If I've been crying a lot, they go green.
  25. Favorite food?
    Pizza.
  26. Scary movies or happy ending?
    Doesn't have to be a happy ending, necessarily, but it better not be scary.
  27. Last movie you watched?
    In full? Doctor Strange. Caught a chunk of Woodstock on TV last week.
  28. What color shirt are you wearing?
    Faded purple with bleach stains, because I'm lazy.

A lost day

Nov. 20th, 2016 08:55 pm
kshandra: Cartoon: Garfield face-down in his cat bed, a single Z in a word balloon over his head (Z)
Once upon a time, turning to [personal profile] gridlore in the middle of the day and saying "I'll meet you in bed" meant something decidedly salacious. Today, it just meant he was going to curl up and read while I went back to sleep. (At least until the air hose on my facehugger unplugged itself, anyway.)

We retreated to our bedchamber for a couple of reasons. He'd been up much later than is his usual pattern last night, and woke up ill (he loves Doritos Flamas, but the feeling is not mutual); I was still tired from yesterday's excursion, which came close to tripling my average daily step count.

And we'd had to talk about money issues, which always wears us both out mentally and emotionally. We got letters from the feds earlier in the week, informing us that we officially make Too Much Money™ for Doug to continue receiving Extra Help for his Medicare coverage, so we had to start looking at Part D prescription plans. Thank $DEITY that we actually paid for an AARP membership when he turned 50 this summer, so he has access to their coverage... So now we get to find an extra $86/month to cover that, which I'm really thrilled about. </sarcasm>
kshandra: Cover artwork from Trans Siberian Orchestra's "The Christmas Attic" (Christmas)
Home from Dickens with [personal profile] murphymom. She asked me to drive, which meant that we stayed as long as I wanted to. :D

Got there right at opening. Made a beeline for the braiding studio, and there was still no line. Had tea for the first time at Cuthbert's, which was lovely, though the trifle would have benefited from another hour or two to sit and let the pound cake absorb a little more of the moisture. Got to all the shows we wanted to see, plus a few more (videos are all from previous years):







...and the French Postcards Tableaux, but you'll just have to imagine that one on your own. ;-)

Ran into (in no particular order) [tumblr.com profile] chronopunk and his mom, [livejournal.com profile] valiaderekin and her wife, and [livejournal.com profile] rmjwell and his Cubs regalia. (Enjoy that feeling as long as you can, man.)

Wish I could afford to go more than once a season, but I definitely feel like we got our money's worth this year.
kshandra: Cover artwork from Trans Siberian Orchestra's "The Christmas Attic" (Christmas)
[personal profile] gridlore and I saw the Hershey Kiss bell-ringer commercial on Wednesday night. [personal profile] murphymom and I are going to Dickens Fair tomorrow. [livejournal.com profile] holiday_wishes is open for business again. (I'm still debating whether or not to participate; those of you who have been here a while may recall why.)

I spent the last hour in the office today listening to my favorite irreverent holiday channel. I might as well embrace the season.

S-M-R-T

Nov. 17th, 2016 10:25 am
kshandra: figurine of a teddybear seated at an office desk, looking at a computer (ComputerBear)
Those of you who have been reading me for a long time will recall earlier posts of mine trying to find what could best be described as "Cliffs Notes for the News" - I know that I'm woefully uninformed, but attempts at cover-to-cover newspaper/newsmagazine reads tend to bounce off my skull.

I appear to have found what I've been looking for.

[personal profile] gritsinmisery linked to theSkimm on her FB shortly before the election. Founded by two women with a background in TV news, it has become as indispensable as morning caffeine for me. This morning alone I've read about a series of suspected arson fires in the South that have burned 80,000 acres and the latest round of airstrikes in Aleppo (Gary Johnson, are you listening?). If the past week has taught me anything, it's how vital it is that ALL of us learn more about the world we inhabit, and I feel like I'm finally making steps in the right direction towards that goal.

I should have shared this earlier in the week, because through the end of today, for every person who signs up for theSkimm through referral links like mine, FEED will donate a meal to a child in need through one of its global giving partners.

Check it out.
kshandra: Graffiti of hands ripping open a dress shirt, Superman fashion, to reveal the word FAIL (FAIL)
Nothing like a rapid-fire sequence of email and phone calls from a single customer to get one's heart rate elevated. And it could have all been avoided had I not received bad information from someone else in the building. (Said coworker has apologized for dropping me in a hornet's nest, and is someone who saves my ass on a regular basis, so I'm not going to hold it against them at all, but.)

And people wonder why I eat my feelings.
kshandra: White text on a blue button: "Better watch now, because things could go wrong in a hurry." (Keith - Better Watch Now)
...so have something from FB last night to make up for it.

Me: Damnit, I’ve already gotten you one Ugly Xmas Sweater sweatshirt…

[personal profile] gridlore: *looks over shoulder at laptop screen*



Doug: ...too Jewish.

Me: *dissolves in helpless laughter*
kshandra: The TARDIS to the right of a purple sun (TARDIS)
I just spent two hours sitting in a room with my high-school crush, watching Doctor Who.

Okay, the room in question was the Century 20 Oakridge, and the fact that Chris was there was pure happenstance, but it was a wonderful little bit of nostalgia for me.

[personal profile] gridlore and I had used the comps we received from Fathom Events after our disastrous attempt to see Young Frankenstein last month to go to tonight's screening of the newly-animated Power of the Daleks. The evening started out on a bit of an ominous note, however, when we walked into the theatre and found the video crawl had begun with no audio... The major difference tonight was that a supervisor came into the house shortly before the main event was scheduled to begin to say that there were indeed technical difficulties, but that they were working furiously up in the booth and hoped to have the show start soon. And to their further credit, once the audio had been brought back online, they sped through the pre-show rah-rah (hooray for digital projection!) to get us to the start of the actual presentation, more or less on schedule.

For those of you unfamiliar with classic-era Doctor Who, Power of the Daleks is one of the all-too-many stories that was lost to an archive purge in the mid-70s. A complete audio recording of the story still existed (because fandom), and a team from the BBC used that along with the few hundred stills that remain, a couple of short video segments, and an original shooting script to reconstruct the production as an animated feature. Doug and I were both initially disappointed with the quality of the animation, particularly of the actors, until we learned in a post-show featurette that the team had only six months to turn the entire project around. Considering that the average Pixar film takes 3-4 YEARS to complete, with a staff 20x as big, the fact that they were able to do as much as they did is practically heroic.

All in all, it was a great way to get back in touch with my fannish roots.
kshandra: jointed teddy bear, standing upright, wearing a faux-leather flying helmet and jacket, goggles, and "silk" scarf (Aviator)
Today's topic (it is still today, right?) comes from [personal profile] gritsinmisery, who offers: Places you would visit on the North American continent (other than Black Rock) if money and health were no objects.

  • Back to NYC. [personal profile] gridlore and I have each been solo; it'd be nice to get there together. On the dream to-do list: Hamilton, natch; dinner at Gramercy Tavern (and maybe be there on a night KO shows up); Radio City (ideally the Rockettes, but I'm open to alternatives).
  • Back to Austin, ideally during bat season. Take Doug to Tears of Joy, catch some live music this time.
  • Sturgis Bike Week, ideally with a trike worthy of the event.
  • The Inside Passage of Alaska. (Some of you may recall this was the original anniversary idea, before Istanbul became a reality.)
  • A "greatest hits" tour of Canada. Vancouver, Calgary, Toronto, Montreal again (Eggspectation, how we've missed you!), Prince Edward Island.

I'm sure there are places I'm forgetting, but I'm already just under the wire on this. Maybe another night. ;-)

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