Stuff and things
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sonjajadeI've been meaning to come by and post a "Hey I'm still alive!" post for a week or more but I have the attention span of a gnat.I finally got in touch with my artist for the FMABB over on tumblr, as well as my author that I am illustrating for. I had intended to begin drawing already but my graphics tablet isn't compatible with Windows 10 and I have no pen pressure. I could still probably make it work, but I really rely on my pen pressure so I dropped $40 on a new one on Amazon. Can't wait for it to get here. And while I'm talking about drawing, my son is REALLY getting into art. I've been giving him little tricks and tips on how to draw the video game characters he likes and how to do line art with a sharpie on top of pencil sketches. He's going to be very good if he doesn't give up. I want to sign him up for a short string of lessons to see how he likes it, but we'll see. Maybe a book from Hobby Lobby or something would be better, who knows.
I had to put Joey in before and after school care because Walt couldn't take him to school and pick him up in the afternoons. He said it stressed him out too much. It's easier on everyone if I just take him before I go to work and pick him up after I get off. I don't like the $80 a week fee, but if it makes everything more convenient then so be it.
Got a knock off version of the mini Nintendo classic and it came with over 600 freakin games and we all have been playing it like crazy. I had no idea my gamer husband had never played Tetris and was appalled at how he did his first time playing. He is not OCD apparently like me lol. Mario 3 is still the bomb dot com.
An old friend of mine evacuated from Florida to Clarksville IN (right across the river, like 5 miles away from me). I used to live with him and his wife when I got out of high school. They were the reason that I ended up in South Carolina back in 2000. Anyway, the last time I had spoken to him, his wife had just died of cancer, and I had just found out I was pregnant- and my due date was her birthday. I thought for sure because of those coincidences I would have a girl lol. Anyway, we lost touch with each other because Walt's mom died and we dicontinued out landline phone which was the only number my friend had. I thought about him a lot, and then back in October, something told me I needed to get in touch with him. It wasn't a panicky desperate kind of thing, but my efforts to contact him increased and became serious- no more hanging out on the back burner kind of thing. I tracked down his grandson on facebook and tried to get some information from him, but if you know my facebook name, you know that and my real name are not the same so of course I didn't get a response. Noticed the grandson still lived in Poplar Bluff, MO. Tracked down his parents' names and address and sent them a Christmas card asking if he had a phone number or an email address. Toward the end of January, I got an email from the daughter in law, all it said was his phone number and that they no longer spoke to each other, and that she didn't know if the number was still good or not. I called it and it turned out to be the right number, and we started talking again. He now lives in Florida, in the lake lands south of Orlando. Well, did until recently, anyway. When everyone realized where Hurricane Irma was going, he called and asked me to get him some phone numbers because he doesn't have internet or a computer and can't see to use a smart phone, not that he'd know what to do with it if he had one. (He's almost 70 after all) He asked for the number to the campgrounds we used to live in and the number for the RV dealer up here who sold him the camper we used to live in. 2 days later, he and his new girlfriend were on the road coming up here. He hasn't heard anything about his house yet, and might not for another week depending on the power situation and cell towers and such. They are assuming the worst but hoping for the best so we'll see. His girlfriend is an absolute delight. She's a retiree like him, very sweet and funny. She loved my dogs even though they were all misbehaving like crazy.
With my friend's rearrival in town, he said that if he stays up here, he'd like to play music again like we used to, making money that way again. Even though I hate the set list, I would JUMP at the chance to get back into playing out again. I made $300 a week tax free and only worked 4 days a week at most. That was ONLY playing nursing home gigs. If we played out at a bar it would be double. That's easy money right there. and I could work a dinky part time job during the day if I needed to. It's all up in the air until we know what's happening with their living situation.
October 30th I'll have all the required pre surgery visits out of the way for the weight loss surgery. I don't know if my job will give me the last date off so I can get that squared away but they'll just have to deal with it. I'm terrified, but I'm more scared of not having it done.I really hope it's the right decision.
I had to put Joey in before and after school care because Walt couldn't take him to school and pick him up in the afternoons. He said it stressed him out too much. It's easier on everyone if I just take him before I go to work and pick him up after I get off. I don't like the $80 a week fee, but if it makes everything more convenient then so be it.
Got a knock off version of the mini Nintendo classic and it came with over 600 freakin games and we all have been playing it like crazy. I had no idea my gamer husband had never played Tetris and was appalled at how he did his first time playing. He is not OCD apparently like me lol. Mario 3 is still the bomb dot com.
An old friend of mine evacuated from Florida to Clarksville IN (right across the river, like 5 miles away from me). I used to live with him and his wife when I got out of high school. They were the reason that I ended up in South Carolina back in 2000. Anyway, the last time I had spoken to him, his wife had just died of cancer, and I had just found out I was pregnant- and my due date was her birthday. I thought for sure because of those coincidences I would have a girl lol. Anyway, we lost touch with each other because Walt's mom died and we dicontinued out landline phone which was the only number my friend had. I thought about him a lot, and then back in October, something told me I needed to get in touch with him. It wasn't a panicky desperate kind of thing, but my efforts to contact him increased and became serious- no more hanging out on the back burner kind of thing. I tracked down his grandson on facebook and tried to get some information from him, but if you know my facebook name, you know that and my real name are not the same so of course I didn't get a response. Noticed the grandson still lived in Poplar Bluff, MO. Tracked down his parents' names and address and sent them a Christmas card asking if he had a phone number or an email address. Toward the end of January, I got an email from the daughter in law, all it said was his phone number and that they no longer spoke to each other, and that she didn't know if the number was still good or not. I called it and it turned out to be the right number, and we started talking again. He now lives in Florida, in the lake lands south of Orlando. Well, did until recently, anyway. When everyone realized where Hurricane Irma was going, he called and asked me to get him some phone numbers because he doesn't have internet or a computer and can't see to use a smart phone, not that he'd know what to do with it if he had one. (He's almost 70 after all) He asked for the number to the campgrounds we used to live in and the number for the RV dealer up here who sold him the camper we used to live in. 2 days later, he and his new girlfriend were on the road coming up here. He hasn't heard anything about his house yet, and might not for another week depending on the power situation and cell towers and such. They are assuming the worst but hoping for the best so we'll see. His girlfriend is an absolute delight. She's a retiree like him, very sweet and funny. She loved my dogs even though they were all misbehaving like crazy.
With my friend's rearrival in town, he said that if he stays up here, he'd like to play music again like we used to, making money that way again. Even though I hate the set list, I would JUMP at the chance to get back into playing out again. I made $300 a week tax free and only worked 4 days a week at most. That was ONLY playing nursing home gigs. If we played out at a bar it would be double. That's easy money right there. and I could work a dinky part time job during the day if I needed to. It's all up in the air until we know what's happening with their living situation.
October 30th I'll have all the required pre surgery visits out of the way for the weight loss surgery. I don't know if my job will give me the last date off so I can get that squared away but they'll just have to deal with it. I'm terrified, but I'm more scared of not having it done.I really hope it's the right decision.