Later

Jan. 10th, 2006 08:24 pm
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I'm going to write up my funeral entry tomorrow night or Thursday; I know it will be long so I want to do it when I have lots of time.

I just wanted to ask a question to see if anyone knows - my dad had this clock that was modeled after navy ship clocks. I have it now. It's very nice. But it chimes at 20 minutes after the hour and 50 minutes after the hour. Does anyone know why? Is this some sort of navy thing?

(Edit: [livejournal.com profile] kayekitty suggested that maybe the clock is off by ten minutes, and is actually supposed to chime on the hour and half hour. Which makes a great deal of sense. The clock has been dropped a couple times.)

Everytime it chimes, it's like my dad is still with me. ^_^

Just wanted to again thank those who have been there in the last two weeks, especially since some people didn't see the need to say a word of sympathy about it.

Oh! The doctor who did my dad's bypass called and gave his opinion on what caused his death. He said since the defib never went off, and since someone spoke to Dad within hours of his death, that it wasn't a heart attack; it was most likely one final, massive stroke. It makes a huge amount of sense. I even figured it out before we heard from the doctor. My dad was having mini-strokes for two years before he died. It was just a matter of time.

To end this on a happier note, this week's "Supernatural" is actually pretty good. And HAWT. Dean has become one of my favorite tv characters ever. "What's your name?" "John Bonham." YOU ROCK DEAN. "Dude, you're fugley." He's just so interesting and funny. Gets all the best lines. I might force myself to watch it every week just for him. Strong with a soft-hearted middle, mm mm mm! Hopefully, the stories will stay good. And HAHA writers, Burkittsville. Seen any Blair Witches? I need me some Dean icons. I hope that they continue to do refs like the John Bohnam one; it would be really fun to hear Dean use a different rock/metal alias every week and for once, I get it while many others don't. "My name? Bruce Dickinson." "My name? Rob Halford." "My name? Blackie Lawless." (Somehow, I think that one would stick out.)
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Just wanted to send a personal thank you to anyone who takes the time to deal with me during this really tough time. This is all really painful and it's not getting any easier. I just want the strength to get through the memorial service. Thanks to all of you for giving it to me. Thanks to those of you who have listened to me rant the last few days and not gotten uncomfortable and avoided me; I know I'm dealing with some really intense stuff right now and it's a lot to dump on anyone. Those of you who have been brave with me because you love me - you are the best and I love you back.

Could there really have been this much stuff I still wanted to do with my dad? There is just never enough time.

My aunt got me a McDonald's giftcard for Christmas. Me go run errands and spend it now. That's right. ::does the Eddie Murphy silly dance:: I got McDonalds, I got McDonalds... and you ain't got none... 'cause you on the welfare...
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Got this from [livejournal.com profile] just_kaye's journal. Go there for the link to the actual quiz because I lost it, woops.

Am I a Yankee or a Dixie? What does my dialect say about me?

82% (Dixie). Did you have any Confederate ancestors?

As a matter of fact, I DID! XD Now I'm gonna take my sack of Cokes out front to the yard sale and have a drink, y'all. I bought them at the beverage barn. ;D Oh look, a roly-poly!

My dad got tested today; he doesn't have Parkinson's. ^_____________^ Phew. The doc diagnosed his tremors as Benign Essential Tremors and gave him some medicine to help. I am so relieved. ::gads about the room happily::
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Things Laurel can Still Eat in Moderation and Not Upset the Gall Stones:

pizza
roast
ranch dressing
chocolate
tuna helper
probably other stuff

Things Laurel Cannot Have:

Hot dogs! @_@

I had two this morning, not really thinking that they're quite fatty, and about 3 this afternoon, had another gall stone attack. Man it was painful. I took some (more) Maalox when I realized it was happening, and I don't know if it was the Maalox or just it working itself through, but the pain only lasted about 40 minutes. Phew. I don't think I could have taken another 3 hours of that pain. It just went away and I was sooooo relieved. I really, really did not want to go back to the hospital already.

I'm not a big fan of hot dogs anyway. They're kind of just something to eat when I don't feel like putting a lot of effort into cooking.

Then my dad had one of his really bad days and couldn't get out of bed on his own, so I had to help him. These days always scare the hell out of me. Still all shaky from that. I'm really hungry, but I need some time to wind down before I can think about things like what to cook. Dad's been fed, so just have to worry about me now.

Stupid day

Dec. 13th, 2003 11:05 pm
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Today was stupid. I couldn't get to sleep last night, but I was supposed to get up by noon to do this really fun Home Game chat, so I knew I'd be a zombie but at least I could go. I slept through my alarm. -_- I haaaate when I do that. Barely remember turning it off and crawling back in bed. Now I'm bummed, because it was going to be a doozy of a bad movie. Oh well.

I'm going to go take a bath and then get a real start on my day (yes, at 11 pm ::snrk::), get some writing and typing done, make sugar cookies, and work on icons/graphics. Hee, had a cute moment with my dad the other day when he goes, "Did you make the Christmas cookies yet?" and looked at me like a whimpering puppy. XD Daddy wikes cookies!

I have started a second journal for writing-related discussions and to have a place for my characters to go to talk when they get hyper and drive me crazy. Sometimes it can be hell having extra people living inside you; I hope this will help during those times. ;) If you'd like to read it and friend it (when I actually get something in it), it's here:

http://www.livejournal.com/users/spectral_eye

I predict the character who will be using it the most right now is Edge, because as I've mentioned before, he's been an insufferable little chatterbox all year. He's even sneaking into other stories (E from SM Dark) and more.

Edit: I forgot the other reason that Saturday was Stupid Day. The cable guy was supposed to come over and install my new cable box, because they are replacing all analog boxes with digital boxes. He was supposed to be here at 5:30 p.m., and he NEVER SHOWED UP. Asshole. I sat here and waited for an hour and a half before I gave up on him. I want my digital box. Then I can watch everything that I watch in the living room in here, like Degrassiiiiiii! The most annoying thing about it is this means there will be another day of sitting around waiting, when I know how to replace the damn box myself. Just GIVE IT to me.
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...when you don't have to be out in it, running errands. :P But I survived. The thing I hate about it the most is that it fogs up the windows in the car, and my dad is so impatient that he insists on trying to drive while the windows are still fogged, and he can't see a damn thing. Then, his memory isn't what it used to be but he's VERY stubborn, so when he can't find the right setting for the window defroster and I try to help he gets frustrated and yells because he KNOOOOWS the right setting. Yet, the windows are still fogged as hell. Just the other day I had it on the wrong setting, oh it was wroooong, yet when I put it on that setting today, the windows immediately began *defrosting,* hello. One of these days we're going to die in a firey auto crash with the windows all fogged up and they'll find my dad and I frozen in a death fight over the dashboard dials. My mouth will be frozen on the words, "No, Dad, it's THIS ONE." Knock on wood... en head.

I wrote so much last night and this morning that my elbow ached horribly afterward. (I still write longhand before I type; it's just my thang.) Damn you Veruca. Damn characters and their demanding, non-existent lives. I've got this one biker dude in an rpg (rpg stuff is always done on the computer, so instead of longhand aches I get mouse thumb, hee) named Edge who is slated to die soon, and the version of him who "talks" to me knows it, so he's been an insufferable little chatter box for months now. It's remarkable how some charas come alive once they know they're going to die. I thought oh, he's not very talkative, but his death would rip up his family in such wonderfully melodramatic ways, so let's go for it! I had no IDEA how active he'd be. He's the one who keeps taking my brain hostage. I'll probably still cry when he dies though. Not just for Edge, but because I write for one of his sisters and his parents. Anyway, babbling.

I'm going to send in my "ghost hunting" reports later tonight, muahahaha.

Woohoo!

Mar. 30th, 2003 11:23 pm
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I made my dad fried eggs again tonight and I got 'em pretty much right this time, yay! I only broke one yoke (yolk?) and only a little. So, cool. He likes to break the yokes open himself, and then dip his corned beef hash into the yellow stuff. Yuck! I likes my yellow stuff fully cooked.

Now I want scrambled eggs. And a Smuckers Uncrustable. I watched figure skating on Saturday night, and the skaters kept going by this "Smuckers Uncrustables" sign. Advertising works! Now I want one, and I'm not even that crazy about peanut butter and jelly. @_@

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