Today didn’t go as well as yesterday but I still got a bunch of stuff done but now I’m in a really bad mood and rather than whine about it I’m just gonna not. Now that I’ve talked chrome into loading wordpress, there is a post, and this is it.
Today was very productive and I got up before 10 am so today was successful! I got up, I did shit that needed to be done, and I’m gonna do it all again tomorrow.
Although spending an hour at Home Depot because they couldn’t find any of the 34 iterations of the one thing I needed was annoying. But still! I got a lot of every day chore stuff done, and I have even more job leads and if I can just get a job everything will be perfect. Let’s all cross our fingers, yes? I want me some work. I had tons of energy today, too. I wonder if I should talk to Susy Pow and Merry Khaos about working at the gym they work at. It’d suck, commute-wise, until I move in with the boy, assuming that, you know, I did, which I need a job to do because my debts are a threat to his security clearance otherwise, but if I had a job it would allow me to and thus the problem would be solved. Huzzah! And then I stopped babbling.
So I migrained it up Monday and Tuesday instead of doing, oh, ANYTHING. And that, plus mini-vacation of Thanksgiving weekend worked against me in the sleeping at night and doing things during the day department. WAH. So tonight it’s a quick hit of melatonin, tomorrow it’s get up at a reasonable time and ACCOMPLISH GOALS.
I hope all my American readers have a lovely thanksgiving weekend with a minimum of familial strife and a maximum of post-meal naps. I hope all my international readers have a lovely weekend (and rest of the week) even if it doesn’t revolve around a family gathering and a ritual sacrifice.
Today I am making caramel brownies to take to a friends pre-thanksgiving gathering and getting my eyes checked before attending the aforementioned pre-thanksgiving gathering, where we will eat homemade pizza and beer. (Yes, homemade modifies both of those nouns!)
Tomorrow, The Boy and I will make mashed potatoes and parmesan puffs for another friends’ orphans thanksgiving, then, again, attending said event. And then I get my Christmas decorating on!
Blogs will resume on Monday.
The Boy and I are joining some derby folk at a ref’s orphans Thanksgiving. My folks are probably gonna have chicken and a couple trimmings, or turkey loaf and trimmings. Mom likes skipping all the hoopla of the holidays, and I like the pricetag that comes with only making a side dish. Plus events at Wags’ always involve fun games! Of course, between now and Thursday I get to wonder if I should double the recipes….
Been cleaning and moving furniture around in preparation for Christmas tree trimming! I used to make a tradition of waiting until the Army-Navy game to put up the tree (because my dad protests putting the tree up before Christmas Eve, and it’s our compromise) but I love Christmas too much to allow some random enforced waiting period! Just need to vacuum the living room and I am ready! The tree might even go up before Thursday, because the middle section needs some bulbs replaced, But trimming will wait until after turkey is eaten and naps are taken.
The kittens really like the rearrangement, they’re running around like turkeys with no heads, the goofs! It makes the apartment look smaller, though. Hopefully it’s the novelty they like, and when I change it back in January they’ll be equally jubilant.
This year, I’m thankful, more than ever, for roller derby. The community, the camaraderie, the magic of being on skates. I’m thankful my family can help me while I’m looking for work. I’m thankful for the Boy and all the support and joy he gives me, and that he continues to do so even when I’m at my worst.
This weekend was SO FULL OF DERBY! SO FULL! SEAMS BURSTING! ORGANS EXPLODING! ALL FULL OF DERBY! In non-derby news, I got up at reasonable times both Saturday and Sunday, though I really wanted to stay in bed Sunday. Today I sort of backslid, but no! I will fix this and tomorrow back to proper reasonable waking hours.
Saturday: home bout day! I spent the morning reading Doctor Sleep and getting ready for the day. I helped set up the projector screen (for the scoreboard) and got some food in me before working as a penalty timer with Capps and Don Gatto. It was a busy day in the box, so I didn’t get to watch as much as I did when I was a bouncer, but the scores were the Majority Whips 225 to the DemonCats 131, Cherryblossom Bombshells 121 to Scare Force’s 175. I timed the Whips and Scare Force’s penalties, and Gatto took the Cats and the Bombshells. Capps handled jammers from both teams. Things went pretty smoothly, and I felt pretty satisfied with myself. Gatto’s timed before but not done the paperwork, but he did fine too. After, I headed to Trusty’s for the after party to hang out with my league before TRYING to be Team Responsible and leaving at 9ish. (Then I was up reading until after midnight, hence the sleepiness, augmented by warm bed cold air syndrome in the Boy’s bedroom.)
(DC Demoncat Vicious Von Doom and Majority Whip Frak You. Photo taken by Pablo Raw, for whom Saturday’s bout was his first as an official league photographer!!)
Sunday morning, once I dragged my ass out of bed, I headed to Temple Hills for the Thanksgiving scrimmage. Skaters from six different area leagues took part. I was running a tiny bit behind (I got there with about 10 minutes to go before first whistle) and beelined for the box, since that’s what I often end up doing. I borrowed some stopwatches from Mr. Mystery and settled down in the box, but then Pants came by and said that KGB wanted me to help with scorekeeping. I let Stan, who was running the box know (she very cutely said “well fine, I didn’t want to hang out with you anyway!” lol) and headed over. KGB had announced at the bout the night before that he’d be retiring from the Head NSO position at the end of the season. Since he usually runs the scoreboard, that means he has to teach someone else to run it, so Pants and I each took a turn running it! It was easy and fun, although I had to work at remembering to click “stop jam” at the end of the jam. And since we don’t normally have the computer-y scoreboard at scrimmages, there were some scorekeeping duties we learned then rather than at previous scrimmages, like telling the scoreboard operator the points after every scoring pass, and which team got lead jammer. So that was new and fun too!
We had 6 30-minute matches. The teams were Turkey (brown), Ham (pink), Cranberry Sauce (red), and Gravy (gray). At the end of the day, Ham reigned victorious over the other Thanksgiving foods, Blair Knuckles won best dressed (she had a beak, a fuzzy waddle, and a beautiful colorful turkey tail! At least when she was off-skates.) Afterward, Screwy Decimal, Roll Weevil, Mr. Mystery, and Dread Astaire joined me for lunch at Franklin’s to enjoy good food and beer and talk derby. Though I was very tired, I felt juiced on yay derby vibes for the rest of the day.
Tomorrow: Bout day! DC Armory. 4pm. Be there.
Sunday: Thanksgiving Scrimmage! Temple Hills. 9am. Be there.
My cats killed 5 drinking straws, drank Momma Soup seasoned with epsom salts (not much! I know the internal effects of epsom salts and I did NOT want to deal with THAT thank you very much!), got some new toys to hopefully stimulate them enough to keep them from chewing/eating everything AND got a new cardboard box to play/hide in! Yay! Also, this happened about an hour ago:
Fitzy: Is that canned food? Allow me to show my appreciation by standing up in front of you and headbutting you in the crotch.
Me: Uh, dude, bad touch!
Fitzy: *headbutts crotch*
He is SO WEIRD you guys.
(and to follow up on yesterday, I DID get up at a reasonable hour today and so far I have not taken any inadvertent naps, so go me)