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Tuesday, I felt rotten about myself. Mostly for not contributing to my parents and not having a job and being an unproductive burden. So, I went into over-drive. I moved things. I organized. I was productive!....I... pulled a muscle >..<''' I hurt myself really really badly. My lower back was so sore, and I couldn't really take a single step without pain. And I decided that the pain was something I'd just have to cope with. I endured it for the rest of the day, using an ice pack as necessary.

The next day was Mom's birthday. I had planned to wake up early to accompany Mom and Dad to a doctor's appointment for Dad. Unfortunately, the pain woke me first, around 4 in the morning, and I could not get back to sleep. So, I waited and bided my time, then got ready and joined my parents. It was a grey sky day. The type where grey clouds stretch far and wide, with no hope of a blue sky any time soon, as a constant steady rain pelted us as we dashed in and out of the car. And the weather has been decidedly cooler since then. While they were in the waiting room, I nicked their car and went to drop a resume off at Remax (I'd heard that they were hiring). The entire time, my back was still killing me, but I did little more than answer 'yes' when Mom asked if it was still bothering me. She said she could tell because I was limping. We went to a local Chinese place for lunch, and Pastor Sam and Mrs. Karen joined us. I surprised myself by eating more than one plate of food (unnatural, as I usually have a small appetite).

I returned home, and my parents soon left for another appointment Dad had. I washed my towels and tried to stay active. I was still hurting, but I had this idea that if I slowed down, I'd collapse and not return to a vertical position. I watched Pirates of the Caribbean 3 and made a pan of fudgy brownies for Mom's birthday. Mom called me to let me know that they had returned, and let me know that we had an hour before we had to leave for church. I made sure her brownies were cool, poured caramel on them and brought them and her present over to the house 30 minutes before we were supposed to leave. Her preset was a collection of Nat King Cole's songs - 4 CDs with a bare minimum of 25 songs on each CD :) Mom loves Nat King Cole, so she was happy. She was even happier with the brownies though. I bore my pain in silence during Youth. I was informed by that pastor that the boys would be having their first at-home game this Friday, and I told them that I wanted to go. I do love my boys, and I really want to be involved in their lives as much as I can. Surprisingly, boys are just as easy to play big sis for as girls :) At least, these are.

But today....today was agony. During the night, I started bloody hell week =..= Which, in a way, I am grateful for. At least I won't be menstrual during the Family Reunion. I could not move without hurting. I could not sit still without pain. I walked with a decided limp, and the pain raced from the right side of my lower back, into my buttock, down my thigh, gripping my knee and down my calf. Not to mention my usual menstrual agony. I went next door anyway, because Dad had said that he wanted to move the trundle bed they had gotten me into my spare bedroom where it belonged. I knew he wanted to get that done early, so I set my alarm for 8. I ate breakfast slowly and waited till I'd finished my second cup of coffee to call him. I waited patiently while he worked on something for Mom, but it was evident by then how bad off I was. I couldn't walk far without panting, and I couldn't so much as move without groaning. I did what I could to help, which was mostly making sure the room was fully prepared for the bed and holding the part of the bed in place while Dad secured them. Then we ate lunch...and went to Wal-Mart.

All three of us had medicine that we needed to get, not to mention a few other things we needed. Wal-Mart has never impressed me with their pharmacy...They've always seemed ill-equiped and uncaring just generally. But our town's Wal-Mart? ....oh they are much worse than average >..> They are always late and they never care. They always say, "It should be about 30 minutes." and then 30 minutes later, they say the exact same thing. We got everything we needed, and they still were not ready. So we walked around for 30 minutes. Not easy when every step is agony. But then, sitting still was agony too, so what's the difference? But when the 30 minutes was up, and it was looking like it'd be another 30?.... that just made it all seem too stupid for words. By this time, even my ankle was starting to hurt, not to mention my left leg is hurting because I'm over using it. So we sat until they called our name. Then left. After coming back home, the rents and I sat in the swing and relaxed a bit. After that... it was bath time.

I had mistakenly gotten some bubble bath from Bath and Body works. I think it's Island Cotton or something like it. The scent is very nice, but I had meant to get the body wash and not bubble bath. Like I said, it's been simply ages since I've had a bath. When I was a kid, I would play about in the bath, but then I took a shower and realized how clean and amazing it felt. So I just switched. I haven't taken a bath since. But now, I have that enormous soak tub in my bathroom, so I figured a hot bath might help. I started the water running and poured in a bit of the bubble bath. A few weeks ago, I had bought this awesome CD called Zen and the Art of Relaxation... so I decided to plug Thalia in and play that music while I relaxed. After it had gotten about half way full, I finally climbed in...and it was heavenly. My muscles relaxed. The scent surrounded me. I covered my enormous self with bubbles and just soaked. I think I must have stayed in for about half an hour. I wasn't really sure how one behaved in a bubble bath...but I generally just kept myself relaxed, submerging body parts invariably and letting myself just be. I did not get out of that tub until every last soap sud had popped itself.... and then, I let the water out, got up and went over to the shower to shave my legs and wash my hair. But I wasn't in so much pain anymore. I was just relaxed. And that's not to say that I'm 100% better, but it's a vast improvement over what I have been. The only way the experience could have been more stress reducing and relaxing, is if I'd been eating chocolate during the bath ^..^

I've eaten and sat on my ice pack, and I really hope that this is my turning point. I would be so disappointed in myself if I couldn't go to the game tomorrow. Either way, I feel loads better, and I'm going to focus on not pushing myself at all. That's probably been most of my problem. So. Here's hoping.

That's all for now. I haven't really posted since that massive Tweet Tuesday night, so I suppose this is about 3 proper days worth :) I'll type later, Sunshines.

You Are Blackberry Iced Tea

You are funky and creative. You like to turn the world upside down just for fun. You believe that some of the best things in live are undiscovered. You're very attracted toward the offbeat. You're the type of person who likes music, movies, and places no one else has heard of. You're not that weird... you're just attracted to the quirkier side of life. So much in this world is underrated!

What Flavor Iced Tea Are You?

Blogthings: A Fine Line Between Insight and Stupidity

Orly?

 

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Yeah, I was livid. Infuriated. Pissed.

Ok, let me just say... I don't like going to lakes. I don't love boating, don't hate it, but if I had a choice I wouldn't squee for it. The idea of swimming about in a lake, doesn't thill me because I've been in lakes before. They're no where NEAR as good as rivers, because there's no water flow. There's tons of sun, and sunblock never really seems to work. Also, I spent a few hours with the Boyd family yesterday; I knew I was going to be spending most if not all day with them tomorrow.... I was really looking forward to breaking away with Mom and having fun on our own. Don't get me wrong, I love this family ... but, I value my solitude. I also value set plans. I hate to deviate from plans, and doing so last-minute really bothers me.

So... I was upset for those reasons, but those were really contributing factors... nothing really upset me more than the fact that they made a decision on plans, last minute... without me. Plans that concerned me. Then imposed their decision on me. I had been in a fairly decent mood yesterday when they wanted to go boating. I didn't want to go, but I decided to be a good sport about it. And then, that was canceled. I had spent my time with them and enjoyed it (as much as I could with the kids and all), and then that had been it. I knew I'd see them Saturday, so I wasn't really bummed about not going boating. I've mentioned all the things I don't like about it. So having that forced onto me after I'd happily left it all behind instead of something I knew I'd enjoy... without so much as consulting me? I was pissed!

Am I just being bitchy about this? Is it really wrong of me to feel angry over it? Or am I just wrong for being upset? I stewed over it as I was straightening out my hair... I told them that I had no desire to go, which was always followed by, "Well we really wish you would." I do remember saying with as much finality as I possibly could "Well I don't want to." I end the conversation with a refusal, but after I thought about it, I called and said if they hadn't left yet, I'd hurry over. It came down to the idea of going under sufferance as opposed to staying home and Mom having to put up with Dad's sulks... well... I didn't want to behave like a stubborn 5 year-old either. But it really boiled down to which behavior was more noble... I guess. Still, I think that from now on, if they make a decision without me, they should expect to execute that decision without me =..=

I didn't sulk about or whine, but if anyone were to ask me if I enjoyed myself, I would have to say 'No'. I road on the boat. I swam in the water. I was generally pleasant. But many things contributed to me not enjoying myself on top of the reasons that I already knew. When Dad went to heft me into the boat, I landed directly on my left knee, gave myself rug burn and a welt, and I can't walk without a limp. Moreover, sunburn's a bitch. On top of that, lake water is disgusting. After getting home, I showered immediately because I was covered in grit. So all of that made the day not good at all. But... at least I wasn't unpleasant about it.

So, after a shower and a bit of a sleep, I was starving. I texted Mom, asking if she had plans for supper, then I realized what I really wanted was Subway. So, I retexted saying I wanted Subway and asked if she wanted something. She called and said she wanted a salad, and Dad popped over to give me money for his sandwich and Mom's salade. It was a quick trip, but I had to put on a pair of jeans, and Oh Dear GOD! That welt on my knee had swollen a bit and the entire thing is red from the rug burn too... every time I took a step where my knee bent, it was on fire and just... hurting -..- I got home and took it easy whenever I could. Still...s'not the nicest of sensations. I did ice it this evening though. Once I got home.

I remember drinking two 16 ounce water bottles in an hour and a half period too... o..o
I know water's good for you, and yeah I switched to drinking water entirely months ago, but I've never drank that much all at once. Really, it was just two bottles one after the other.

Sooo... tomorrow is the family bar-b-q with the Boyd's and then the ice cream social with the church... followed by fire works. I'm hoping that Mom and I will head to Branson sometime next week. Preferably Monday... I'll have to hurry up with that research for the trip.

So... Jackson Rathbone is going to be Sokka in the live-action Avatar movie... and this is a movie directed by Shyamalan... hmm. Interesting. I'm really curious to see how this develops :) That has been the random thought for the day.

Aaaand, I've got nothing else. I'll write later, Sunshines.

What Your Cupcake Says About You

At parties, you stand out from the crowd. You're a fairly unusual person, and you can't hide it. You have a fair amount of restraint in your life, but you don't go overboard. You let yourself enjoy life. The most important thing in your life is love. You are laid back, flexible, and easy to get along with. To know you is to care for you.

The Cupcake Test

 

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Now... admittedly, the thing with Reiko and Jim going to the movies, isn't huge. I mean, Reiko called me to tell me that they were going out on a full-day date and then to see the two movies... dinner was at Lone Star (celebrating the fact that she is not a Mother) followed by the movies. She also called to tell me Happy Mother's day...since... I dunno, she sorta sees me as a Mom-ish figure. Jim made a side-comment that I was a MILF (which, if as endearing as Jim gets, and since I know him I actually said, 'Aw, thanks'... is that messed up or what?). Later, she called to report on the movies. She reported that Star Trek was awesome and I had to see it. I asked what Jim thought, and he said it was awesome, so that confirmed it. Reiko doesn't always have the best of taste, so... always good to seek a second opinion. And Jim's a self-respecting Geek, like me, and I know if a movie based on a fandom he likes is made and he likes it... then it's cool. Later, they kept texting me though the Wolverine movie, asking questions and very confused. I explained a few things, and later, I got a call from Jim (trying to disguise his voice). He reported that they basically butchered the original Wolverine story line and threw in a ton of stuff that wasn't really supposed to be there. Now, I'm trying to stay neutral till I see the movie but... his bad opinion of it, concerns me.

Now we move on to the second thing. The thing that really concerns me. Someone actually left unsupervised minors in my care. I mean, I know I told Pastor Sam that I wouldn't mind teaching the Youth with Alicia... but that wasn't supposed to be till July. Now, it didn't really bother me, because it was Takara and Lamarr, so they didn't really expect much of us. In fact, I think they enjoyed the casual break. And we got so busy talking, it was half-way through the class before we realized our teacher wasn't going to be there. We really didn't know what to do, so we just kept the whole thing loose. I mean, we hadn't even discussed what we might like to teach on when we do get the class.

So, since we had no lesson plan, we randomly quizzed them on insipid Bible facts while talking about various things that interest them (how many books are in the Bible? What's the shortest verse in the Bible? etc.) I learned that Takara is a reader. She's read some of Harry Potter and all of Stephenie Merey's Twilight books. I also learned that Lamarr's current obsession is Transformers and the new movie coming out. Don't mention it, don't even hint about it, because he will pounce on it and run! All I had to do was mention to Alicia that the second Transformers movie was coming out this summer... that's all. He spent the rest of our time together conveying his knowledge of the upcoming movie, rumors pertaining to the upcoming movie, and singing the old Transformers theme song. And, if ever there was a quiet moment, he would just say "Transformers! Revenge of the Fallen!" It was... a little awkward, but somewhat endearing in a way.

So, I'm gonna be meeting with Alicia.... Thursday, I believe is when we said. So, I'm gonna ask her what she thinks of our lessons consisting of a Bible Trivia game... it'd be more fun, I think. I know we have a game like that around here. Dad says he knows where it is. It's like a board game we used to play all the time. It was fun. It'd give the kids a break without being meaningless. They may learn stuff, right? And it's important for kids to have fun. So that'd probably be a great idea. I'll have to ask Alicia first.

...well, that's all I wanted to say. Tomorrow, I go around and apply at places... again. And there's...other stuff I have to do that eludes my memory at this moment. Anyway, I have to get it done....might as well close this entry out before today becomes tomorrow. Later, Sunshines :)

You Are Snow

You are peaceful and calm. You are able to enjoy each moment. You have a pure, gentle spirit. People automatically trust you. You have a playful, adventurous spirit. You still feel like a kid. You are able to find the joy in any situation. You are blissful.

Are You Rain or Snow?

 

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I don't really understand why, but I set LoudTwitter to post my Tweeting at 10 and ...it's always a little more than an hour late >..> /shrug.

Oh well. Time for bed now. We're going to be headed to Branson tomorrow to check out draperies :) 4 Naquin women all about Branson... Sounds fun, no?

Goodnight, Sunshines.

You Are a Mullet

You are a total character. You're quirky, unique, and there's no one quite like you. Your idea of style is doing your own thing and defying expectations. You're eclectic. At your best, you are funny, observant, and a bit sarcastic. You see life's ironies clearly. At your worst, you are a bit weird and creepy. People sometimes take you the wrong way.

What Hairstyle Are You?

..... quoi?

 

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“Only 10 more months till Christmas!!!!” and we’re like o..o...^..^...=..= He continued to mention announcements, and at the end of them I asked, “And you will keep us all appraised of the approaching Christmas situation?” and he grinned and nodded....our pastor’s a nut :D

/sigh. what else? Oh. Interview went well....I think. You never really can tell until you get a call (...or not). The good doctor and his wife/office manager, Mrs. Soma (funny that I’d be working for a Soma :D) are both Indian (not Native American, mind you, but actually of Indian ethnicity ^..^) and they seem genuine and nice people. Aside from them there is only one other girl, the receptionist. So, a small business but that means less drama. I found out there’s two other doctor’s offices back there with them (they’re sorta hidden >..>). I was advised to call them next week to remind them of my interest in the position and I would be contacted....if I don’t get this job, I will definitely be going about to all the doctor’s offices and just handing out resumes =..=

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........that’s all I got. G’night, Sunshines!

You Are a Yellow Light

You take life at a sustainable past. Fast enough to do a lot, but not fast enough to leave everyone behind. You are open to whatever may come your way in life. You're very receptive. You are quite thoughtful and knowledgeable. You have the perfect mix of reflection and experience. You think before you act. You like to know some of the facts before you make a decision.

What Color Traffic Light Are You?

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PS: So, I finally got Mom to watch X-Men and tonight X-Men 2, and she's actually really enjoying them. It all started when Hugh Jackman hosted the Oscars and was on Oprah the next day, and I told her that he was in the X-Men series as Wolverine and would be in another movie concerning his origin this year sometime. So, she wanted to see the previous movies (The X-Men Series) that he's been in so she'd understand the new one better next time. /looks this way and that, then whispers. I think my Mom has a crush on Hugh Jackman XD! I can't wait to see the Origins movie! ...and the next Transformers movie...and Watchmen ....and...probably several others O..o; What are some movies that ya'll can't wait to see? :D

Friday, I poured most of my focus into entertaining my guest (Nostariel) and then poured all of my effort and energy into writing the next part in a WoW Fic Scamp and I have been writing. My thoughts were that it was my brain child, therefore I should have the next edition (no matter how long) out as soon as humanly possible. Pastor Sam and his wife did come over some time after supper, and they all decided to play domino’s. I wrote a lot then...but I had to take a small break. When I did, Mom announced that she was feeling too bad to finish the game, so I sat in her place and ended up winning for her :D Then, it was back to work.

I wrote like mad. Did a bunch of fact checking, tried to proof-read in a hurry, and then sent off the (probably terribly proof -read) first draft of the next chapter in the story. It was 2 in the morning before I finally got in bed. Saturday, I woke up with an extremely soar throat. The type that would not go away, even after 2 cups of coffee. This morning, I am just as pathetic. Nothing truly holds my interest, as I am too ill to fully devote myself to anything (including TV), but not ill enough to do nothing but sleep. I keep trying to entertain myself with FaceBook and MySpace (which I’ve added 2 photo albums to), not to mention I keep checking my e-mail...like, every two minutes. Oddly enough, I haven’t turned on my computer in 2 days....I’ve soully been working on Makoto-san.

I certainly hope no one calls me for an interview right now...that was be really weird.

.....I think I’ma try to go and sleep now. I can’t really think of anything else that I could possibly do (and do well). Later, Sunshines.

You Are Tomato Soup

You are open minded and curious about the world. You can help but learn as much as you can about things. You are introverted, intellectual, and introspective. In other words, you have a big brain... and you use it. You are a bit of a culinary expert, and you are an excellent cook. You know how to balance delicate flavors well and can whip up a mean bowl of soup.

What Kind of Soup Are You?

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