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Dec. 8th, 2011 02:08 pmOk, so, MONEY OH MY GOSH....we're in a crazy bottleneck, but, we're climbing out. I don't even want to get into it because, well, I don't like talking about money even when it doesn't involve trolls ;)
Also, ISAAC SHEESH ISAAC....major Isaac stuff happening that I've been writing about on a (tiny, tiny) filter, which is very rare for me...I will feel more comfortable sharing it after he's been through some counseling sessions and I understand it all a little more. PLEASE nobody be offended, there are people I really love who aren't on it right now.
And SCHOOL WTF end of the semester ARGH...it's been like:
2 Saturdays ago: 20 minute group presentation, and 15 minute individual presentation - both requiring field work outside of class and power points (religion).
That Monday: Informative Speech Outline due - 4 pages, cited (speech)
Wednesday: Comparing and contrasting plays paper, cited (english)
Saturday: 7 page term paper (religion)
Monday: Novel presentation including my new book jacket design, and turning in a bunch of "6 word novels" (english)
Wednesday: a speech and a 3 minute commercial for my chosen non-profit (speech), and a paper about the novel I read earlier in the semester (english)
(this coming)Saturday: final exam, and turning in journal we were supposed to have been keeping all semester (oops...) (religion)
Monday: make up final exam only for people who missed a test during the semester (speech)
*this is me doing a dance that looks like a lot of involuntary shuddering, but is actually shaking off the semester*
I'm going to miss a couple of people. I had some really great classmates that I was with in the summer and over the fall, and laughed with excessively, but wouldn't really call friends, and since I'm not doing evening classes in the spring we'll probably lose touch.
All of that up there is why I haven't been posting much, not necessarily in that order.
For anyone who hasn't been watching: Regretsy has officially OWNED Paypal. They (regretsy) did a holiday fundraiser for a bunch of families who submitted info to be a part of it. Regretsy readers sent in THOUSANDS of dollars to help via a "donate" button. And then Paypal froze the Regretsy acct, and told April (Mrs Regretsy) that she had to refund what was basically a bazillion $2 donations, because Regretsy isn't a non-profit. Paypal took fees out of all of it twice (as the money went both ways), and April tried to get all the families connected with their freely given charity other ways, and Paypal blocked it AGAIN, saying in effect "WE ARE ON TO YOU QUIT THIS YOU AREN'T A CHARITY" which is...ridiculous on many levels, along with not actually being in line with paypal policy. April documented all of this as it happened, which led to it spreading around the internet, and NOW!!! Now, Paypal is giving each of those 200 families $100 each as an apology (they are also still getting all the toys/food/gift cards/etc from Regretsians). SO FREAKING AWESOME! I'm used to seeing Regretsy laugh in the face of bogus legal threats from angry Etsy sellers, but to see them saying "Paypal is only doing this because we're giving them a massive public lashing and they want to save their PR - what about little guys who are being cheated?? Corporate logistics suck!" is amazing. It is worth reading back over the last 10 entries, in reverse order, to see. April Winchell officially has the entire internet by the balls.
I think long and often lately about the perks and blessings of having such a great husband. I don't think I could be more glad that we stuck it out and worked through a lot of things, months ago. Do you know what real love is? Real love is when you're eating breakfast in the diner, and he raises an eyebrow at you because you've eaten ALL the orange marmelade out of the big basket on the table for the day, and just saying, "What?"
This evolution that comes from so much time and commitment is SO AWESOME! There are bad times. We've actually had a couple of bad YEARS, as a couple, when I look back. But even the "bad years" with Grant could be a hell of a lot worse. But the evolving - the realizing after a solid 8 years sharing a bed one day, spontaneously, that you both REALLY LIKE IT A LOT when he puts his hand around your neck, so then you start talking about deeper levels of fantasies you've never shared, or the "Why haven't we ever went to the beach alone together at night?" question that spawns the next 3 months worth of Saturday nights on a sandy blanket...I love it. I really love it.
He figured out some kind of massage technique while I was cramping TERRIBLY on my period last week that makes it so my restless legs are GONE and I can actually get comfortable and go to sleep. That seems like a miracle to me. And I could NEVER lie comfortably on my side with my weird belly and a total lack of self consciousness while he did it, with anyone else. I just started doing things to him that I'd never done before, like, this week, that never would have occurred to us as teenagers.
In the spirit of the marmelade gluttony acceptance: Last night started with me ranting and raving about MY CLASSES and MONEY and OUR KIDS and how overwhelmed and horrified I am with my daily life and how there's NO END IN SIGHT ever and finally he was like, ok, I know what this is really about - and put a movie on for the kids, and locked the doors, and turned up music. Last night ENDED with me blindfolded, arms restrained, going from screaming my head off like a really happy murder victim to laughing HYSTERICALLY and shouting "Ok stopstopstop before I die!!!!!" ...and then continuing to laugh, out of control tearful laughter like something unlocked inside of me, for many minutes.
He just chuckles, and takes the blindfold and scarves off with a loving sounding "You pyscho" before setting the alarm for the morning.
Also, ISAAC SHEESH ISAAC....major Isaac stuff happening that I've been writing about on a (tiny, tiny) filter, which is very rare for me...I will feel more comfortable sharing it after he's been through some counseling sessions and I understand it all a little more. PLEASE nobody be offended, there are people I really love who aren't on it right now.
And SCHOOL WTF end of the semester ARGH...it's been like:
2 Saturdays ago: 20 minute group presentation, and 15 minute individual presentation - both requiring field work outside of class and power points (religion).
That Monday: Informative Speech Outline due - 4 pages, cited (speech)
Wednesday: Comparing and contrasting plays paper, cited (english)
Saturday: 7 page term paper (religion)
Monday: Novel presentation including my new book jacket design, and turning in a bunch of "6 word novels" (english)
Wednesday: a speech and a 3 minute commercial for my chosen non-profit (speech), and a paper about the novel I read earlier in the semester (english)
(this coming)Saturday: final exam, and turning in journal we were supposed to have been keeping all semester (oops...) (religion)
Monday: make up final exam only for people who missed a test during the semester (speech)
*this is me doing a dance that looks like a lot of involuntary shuddering, but is actually shaking off the semester*
I'm going to miss a couple of people. I had some really great classmates that I was with in the summer and over the fall, and laughed with excessively, but wouldn't really call friends, and since I'm not doing evening classes in the spring we'll probably lose touch.
All of that up there is why I haven't been posting much, not necessarily in that order.
For anyone who hasn't been watching: Regretsy has officially OWNED Paypal. They (regretsy) did a holiday fundraiser for a bunch of families who submitted info to be a part of it. Regretsy readers sent in THOUSANDS of dollars to help via a "donate" button. And then Paypal froze the Regretsy acct, and told April (Mrs Regretsy) that she had to refund what was basically a bazillion $2 donations, because Regretsy isn't a non-profit. Paypal took fees out of all of it twice (as the money went both ways), and April tried to get all the families connected with their freely given charity other ways, and Paypal blocked it AGAIN, saying in effect "WE ARE ON TO YOU QUIT THIS YOU AREN'T A CHARITY" which is...ridiculous on many levels, along with not actually being in line with paypal policy. April documented all of this as it happened, which led to it spreading around the internet, and NOW!!! Now, Paypal is giving each of those 200 families $100 each as an apology (they are also still getting all the toys/food/gift cards/etc from Regretsians). SO FREAKING AWESOME! I'm used to seeing Regretsy laugh in the face of bogus legal threats from angry Etsy sellers, but to see them saying "Paypal is only doing this because we're giving them a massive public lashing and they want to save their PR - what about little guys who are being cheated?? Corporate logistics suck!" is amazing. It is worth reading back over the last 10 entries, in reverse order, to see. April Winchell officially has the entire internet by the balls.
I think long and often lately about the perks and blessings of having such a great husband. I don't think I could be more glad that we stuck it out and worked through a lot of things, months ago. Do you know what real love is? Real love is when you're eating breakfast in the diner, and he raises an eyebrow at you because you've eaten ALL the orange marmelade out of the big basket on the table for the day, and just saying, "What?"
This evolution that comes from so much time and commitment is SO AWESOME! There are bad times. We've actually had a couple of bad YEARS, as a couple, when I look back. But even the "bad years" with Grant could be a hell of a lot worse. But the evolving - the realizing after a solid 8 years sharing a bed one day, spontaneously, that you both REALLY LIKE IT A LOT when he puts his hand around your neck, so then you start talking about deeper levels of fantasies you've never shared, or the "Why haven't we ever went to the beach alone together at night?" question that spawns the next 3 months worth of Saturday nights on a sandy blanket...I love it. I really love it.
He figured out some kind of massage technique while I was cramping TERRIBLY on my period last week that makes it so my restless legs are GONE and I can actually get comfortable and go to sleep. That seems like a miracle to me. And I could NEVER lie comfortably on my side with my weird belly and a total lack of self consciousness while he did it, with anyone else. I just started doing things to him that I'd never done before, like, this week, that never would have occurred to us as teenagers.
In the spirit of the marmelade gluttony acceptance: Last night started with me ranting and raving about MY CLASSES and MONEY and OUR KIDS and how overwhelmed and horrified I am with my daily life and how there's NO END IN SIGHT ever and finally he was like, ok, I know what this is really about - and put a movie on for the kids, and locked the doors, and turned up music. Last night ENDED with me blindfolded, arms restrained, going from screaming my head off like a really happy murder victim to laughing HYSTERICALLY and shouting "Ok stopstopstop before I die!!!!!" ...and then continuing to laugh, out of control tearful laughter like something unlocked inside of me, for many minutes.
He just chuckles, and takes the blindfold and scarves off with a loving sounding "You pyscho" before setting the alarm for the morning.
