Thursday, May 13, 2010
Update!
Mom's surgery went well! It was outpatient, and she's already up and around and chatting (if a little silly on Vicodin). So... yay!!! Thanks for the well-wishing, everyone!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Would I have to start wearing skinny jeans?
My mom's surgery is tomorrow. The MRI had found another lump, but we finally found out this morning that it's benign, so surgery is as scheduled. It's funny, i don't think I'm thinking about it much, then I'm like, gosh, why won't this headache go away and BOY am I exhausted, and huh, my back's kinda sore and tense... oh... right. Apparently I suppress emotion a lot more than I thought I did.
The fact that I'm not sure how to approach art school and am sick of my job and freaked out about my future in general isn't helping. These things always compound and make each other worse. In general I'm doing ok, but I'm discovering that I really do repress emotions, or at least the long term bad ones that I feel like I don't have any control over. So maybe I'm not actually that happy, I'm just telling myself I am? I don't know. I think I'm fine. Just stressed.
I'm discovering some good music, however (Colin Hay omg love), and reading some good stuff at least. I just finished Contact (awesome), and while I decide what meatier book to dive into next, I'm rereading some favorite short stories. The best part of my life these days is the 20 minutes at the end of the day when I'm curled up on the couch with my book, or in bed pressing snooze for the first time in the morning, when I know I don't quite have to get up yet. It ...may be time for a vacation.
The fact that I'm not sure how to approach art school and am sick of my job and freaked out about my future in general isn't helping. These things always compound and make each other worse. In general I'm doing ok, but I'm discovering that I really do repress emotions, or at least the long term bad ones that I feel like I don't have any control over. So maybe I'm not actually that happy, I'm just telling myself I am? I don't know. I think I'm fine. Just stressed.
I'm discovering some good music, however (Colin Hay omg love), and reading some good stuff at least. I just finished Contact (awesome), and while I decide what meatier book to dive into next, I'm rereading some favorite short stories. The best part of my life these days is the 20 minutes at the end of the day when I'm curled up on the couch with my book, or in bed pressing snooze for the first time in the morning, when I know I don't quite have to get up yet. It ...may be time for a vacation.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
If I could just get her to actually use them....
I actually finished all three towels in time to get them hemmed for mother's day! I really didn't think it was going to happen, but I somehow managed. Here's what it looked like when it first came off the loom:
It was quite long:
It was quite long:
Up close shot of the patterns I chose:
Finished towels!
She was very happy them! I wish I could have gotten a shot that showed it better and wasn't so posed, but I'd forgotten my own camera so I couldn't sneak a candid shot:
Friday, May 7, 2010
"It looks like it's been through the Civil War."
Dear Author:
Thank you for submitting your manuscript on the Civil War for consideration with our publishing house. I'm afraid that we need to be looking for something more ...cohesive in the area you propose, but we do appreciate your considering us at this time.
Cordially,
Us.
(In the guy's defense, I think his manuscript was in the right order and pointing in the same direction when he first mailed it, but the original package had been torn to shreds in transit, and this was the state it was in when the shipping department delivered it to my office. No two pages were in the right order; it took me about 20 minutes to find a sheet with contact information on it.)
Thank you for submitting your manuscript on the Civil War for consideration with our publishing house. I'm afraid that we need to be looking for something more ...cohesive in the area you propose, but we do appreciate your considering us at this time.
Cordially,
Us.
(In the guy's defense, I think his manuscript was in the right order and pointing in the same direction when he first mailed it, but the original package had been torn to shreds in transit, and this was the state it was in when the shipping department delivered it to my office. No two pages were in the right order; it took me about 20 minutes to find a sheet with contact information on it.)
Saturday, May 1, 2010
::weftweftweft::
Update on the new project already! I'm trying to get three hand towels spit out before my lesson Wednesday -- my teacher's bringing her sewing machine to hem the ends so I can have them for my mom for mother's day. I need to have 105 inches by then and I currently have ...15. Guess what I'm doing this weekend!!
Close-up!
Close-up!
I'm pleased with how it's turning out so far. Like, absurdly pleased. Yay!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Life continues
There's been unexpected improvement on the dad front! His heart, which had been working at 30% capacity (I think I said 35% earlier -- I was wrong), is back up to 65% 58% (EDIT) which is amazing. They said if it improved at all, it would be in the first 45 days, but by that point there'd been no improvement at all. His body continues to defy the medical books. However, one of his... um, ventricles? I dunno -- one of the quadrants or whatever of his heart is extremely enlarged, at 5x its usual size. It's not quite so bad that they're worried about a dangerous amount of arrhythmia (apparently at 6x, they start talking pacemakers), but they're keeping an eye on it.
My mom, on the other hand (for those of you who don't know), has been diagnosed with breast cancer. She had an MRI on Monday to make sure it hasn't spread, and we'll be getting the results early this coming week. Assuming it hasn't, she has a lumpectomy scheduled for next month, followed by six weeks of radiation. But can I be an odd combination of shallow but strangely serious for a moment, and point out how weird the timing was? When we found out, I had just a few episodes of BSG left, and in case you're not familiar with my mom, I should point out point out she's a brunette, blue-eyed retired school teacher. I needed a week or so to emotionally distance myself before I finished watching.
I have been so emotionally involved with this show -- an almost bizarre amount, especially with Roslin's character -- and when I found out about my mom.... I don't know, I felt like the fates were mocking me, or like I'd had my experience with BSG almost to warn me or prepare me or something. (My mom and I are pretty close.) After about a week, these creeped-out feelings calmed down into more rational, normal coincidence territory, but my experience with Battlestar is not one I think I'm going to forget.
My mom, on the other hand (for those of you who don't know), has been diagnosed with breast cancer. She had an MRI on Monday to make sure it hasn't spread, and we'll be getting the results early this coming week. Assuming it hasn't, she has a lumpectomy scheduled for next month, followed by six weeks of radiation. But can I be an odd combination of shallow but strangely serious for a moment, and point out how weird the timing was? When we found out, I had just a few episodes of BSG left, and in case you're not familiar with my mom, I should point out point out she's a brunette, blue-eyed retired school teacher. I needed a week or so to emotionally distance myself before I finished watching.
I have been so emotionally involved with this show -- an almost bizarre amount, especially with Roslin's character -- and when I found out about my mom.... I don't know, I felt like the fates were mocking me, or like I'd had my experience with BSG almost to warn me or prepare me or something. (My mom and I are pretty close.) After about a week, these creeped-out feelings calmed down into more rational, normal coincidence territory, but my experience with Battlestar is not one I think I'm going to forget.
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