Thursday, November 30, 2006

recipe for my life

From Merriam-Webster Dictionary (

Chronic Fatigue Syndrome

Function: noun: a disorder of unknown cause that is characterized by persistent profound fatigue usually accompanied by other symptoms (as headache and tender lymph nodes) unrelated to any preexisting medical condition -- abbreviation CFS

Pronunciation: "fI-"brO-"mI-'al-j(E)&Function: noun
Etymology: New Latin: any of a group of rheumatic disorders affecting soft tissues and characterized by pain, tenderness, and stiffness of muscles and associated connective tissue structures

Take a heaping helping of Fibromyalgia and CFS, mix liberally with isolation and boredom, and fold in loneliness and frustration. Let stew for 5 days a week, every week. Watch the pot, it easily boils over.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Tye dyed hair

I started this hair adventure with the purest and best of intentions: I didn't want to wear a hot wig to Rockers this year. So, in my foolish innocence, I dyed it black, thinking it would be easy to fix......

I started last week by putting a red dye on the top to make it two toned. The reality was red roots and the rest still black. So, I pondered this problem this weekend and during that time I was in Wal-Mart in the hair color isles, and saw the bleaching kits. Once again, in a moment of innocence (ignorance/stupidity), i bought it and put it in last night. The black came out, but what I was left with probably has never been seen in nature before this moment.

My roots are a lovely shade of strawberry blond. From about an inch from my scalp to about 4 inches from the ends its a gorgeous copper-orange...The ends are a dark copper. My hair has a nice, waterfall effect going on. The fact of the matter is I wanted it different ...and now it is. Daniel hasn't seen it yet but thought the whole thing was hysterical.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

The world's oldest and fattest Suicide Girl

The title is a statement about what I seem to be turning into. As of tonight, I will be stripping my hair down to platinum blond so i can eventually get it back to red. I have had 3 hair colors in as many months. I have gotten the overwhelming urge to get a nose ring. My tastes in clothes are getting a bit emo/punk/goth in nature. For some reason, my mind is not accepting old wives tale about 35 year olds supposing to be dowdy and respectable. I actually would love to do a goth photo shoot with fake tats and piercings and actually submit my pic to Suicide Girls.

What, for the love of Pete, is happening to me? Its like I'm turning into the teenager I wanted to be but couldn't because 1) it was the late 80's when I was a teen and goths didn't exist yet, and 2) I grew up between "bumfuckegypt" and "Boy-you-have-a-purdy-mouth" area of Appalachia. My husband doesn't seem to be minding this change, he LOVES goth chicks. To put it a better way, I feel like I'm in the middle of a transformation pattern I haven't seen in a decade. Z the swinging caterpillar is mutation into he inner Goth chick. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised. Look what Ive been since adulthood, and some of these I still am:

wife twice
college student
Hotel employee
Escort (prostitute)
SCAdian (member of the Society for creative Anachronism)
ultra liberal pinko commie girl
world traveller
fibromyalgia sufferer
belly dancer
Speaker of gutteral german
Would middle aged goth chick be so out of place? Please feel free to post comments.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

The Goddess has heard Our Prayers!!!

The Democrats have handily taken back the House of Representatives, and damn near have the Senate back. Donald "Militarily, I don't know my ass from my elbows" Rumsfeld finally saw the writing on the wall and resigned. Our Fucktard president will have a very bad final few years in office. So, The Goddess is in her Heaven and things are almost right with the world!!

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Xmas shopping for the future

I don't know if I've mentioned it before but I'm an eBay freak. I have been known to spend several hours at a time lurking on eBay looking for my version of the holy grail. Its the truest version of Capitalism; you put it to market, people bid on it, highest bidder wins...simple. EBay also lets us who don't compete feel like we are on the gridiron because we get awfully down and dirty in the bidding war side of the chase. There is NOTHING that pisses me off more than someone stealing my bid at the last minute. Conversely, there is nothing more satisfying than getting the product at the last instant. The only place I can think of that has a more varied amount of sheer stuff is a back alley marketplace in Bangkok somewhere. Short of illicit drugs and human flesh, you can get anything on EBay.

It was Daniel's brilliant idea to do all of the Xmas shopping on ebay, and get it over with early this year. We budgeted 400$, put the money in the bank Friday, and only have one more gift to get with 61$ left on the budget as of today Tuesday. Daniel was never into eBay that much until this weekend, where I got to see the shopping animal come out. As we fought to get our bids in last minute, and win a bidding war, his nostrils flaring, his pupils dilating, the hunter came out in my otherwise mild mannered husband. It was rather amusing to watch. I can't get him to watch football or NASCAR with me, but the sportsman came out that day.

The good news about all this is that firstly, Daniel now understands my attraction to EBay. Secondly, we have money left over to get stuff for us. Lastly, the only time I have to be in Wal-Mart during the Xmas insanity is on the less crowded grocery section. A win-win-win situation!!!

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Samhain 2006

This years' Samhain was a quiet, alone affair. I did my ceremony thanking The Mother for Her gifts of life, love, and sanity. I only asked for one thing for the coming year: creativity. I need to create something worthwhile. I also asked the Mother to bless the families of all who had died this year, and said hello to John . I feel that Samhain is a time to reconnect with my faith as the wheel of the year starts anew. Blessed Be!