After going to 3 clubs, we found our moron...
We sat down with her group and explained that her parents were worried, etc and her response was to lunge at Betty Ann. The hit the floor & I tried to pull them apart but ended up messing up my hand & wrist. Lauri's husband, Joe, gets them apart and Lauri runs to go pay the tab while we drag moron girl out.
Outside, Lauri tells us that she's been staying with them and told us that she told them that she had been thrown out and completely cut off. She thought something was off since almost everyone knows that moron exaggerates, but figured that she needed a few days to cool off and didn't mind letting her stay there, as long as it's only for a few days. We exchange numbers and Betty Ann and I decided to head to Eat N Park.
I didn't notice how much my wrist hurt until I got in the car. When we got to Eat N Park, we checked our injuries and the waitress brought me ice in a Ziploc bag since my wrist was purple and starting to swell up. BA has a lovely bruise on her dupa from where she hit the floor and one on her arm from smacking it on the booth she was knocked off of.
We were out late, but woke up early this morning to go over to Mr. & Mrs. P's house and let them know that moron was OK and staying with a couple we knew. We left out the tackling incident. They were relieved and Mrs. P made us a huge breakfast as thanks. We were stuffed and waddled back to my house, took a nap and have been watching bad movies all day.
I left a message for my doctor's office and I'll be going in to have my wrist checked. BA heard it pop loudly and said it wasn't one of my normal EDS pops. I'm worried that one of the bones is broken because I have a cyst in one of them. My thumb is also dislocated because of the swelling. That has happened before.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Drama...
After much nagging from drunk, immature "disability" scene girl, I agreed to grab some lunch with her. I'm lucky that I live within walking distance to some really good, family run restaurants. The only disadvantage is that you have to walk uphill coming back after you're full.
The conversation isn't bad at first, but then she starts complaining about how her mom yells at her for what she's wearing and various other things that you'd hear from a 14 year-old.
I could only take so much of this. I would be more understanding if she was truly disabled. Her parents are. Her father was injured in Vietnam and her mother has some heart problems. They're very nice people. I agree with them. She doesn't help them with the household bills and when they ask her to help out, she refuses. She's moved out a few times, but it never lasts.
My attempts at helping her find a solution keep getting shot down. She can't wait for her parents to die so she can have the house to herself. I tell her she sounds like a teenager and it's fine to have fun, but she needs to find something to do to get her out of the house or just find a roommate and move out. They're around each other too much. You don't make a lot being on disability, but I'm sure she could rent a room or find some one to room with.
She gets mad at me and storms out, in tears, without paying for her food.
The owner comes over and I ask for the check. She only brings me the check for my food. I tell her that I'll cover her food as well, but she insists. She's going to make her pay for it the next time she sees her. I left her a huge tip to make up for it.
That was a few days ago.
Today, her mother stopped by to ask if I had seen her. She went out the other night and didn't come home. She's contacted the police, hospitals and is very worried. I tell her what happened when we went to lunch and that I haven't seen her since.
Mr. & Mrs. P have been our neighbors for a very long time. They're good people and I'm pretty sure she's just "run away," just like a 14 year old, and is probably at some one's house. I've checked her MySpace & Facebook to see if she's posted anything. Nothing. I start sending emails to a few people & start making calls. Two people saw her the night we had lunch.
Now I'm waiting for Betty Ann to pick me up so we can go to a few of her known hang-outs. I haven't heard back from everyone I called and I'm hoping someone knows who she's staying with. I just want to tell Mr. & Mrs. P that she's OK and just being a brat, then suggest they change the locks. She should have left them a note saying she was going to stay with someone for a few days.
The conversation isn't bad at first, but then she starts complaining about how her mom yells at her for what she's wearing and various other things that you'd hear from a 14 year-old.
I could only take so much of this. I would be more understanding if she was truly disabled. Her parents are. Her father was injured in Vietnam and her mother has some heart problems. They're very nice people. I agree with them. She doesn't help them with the household bills and when they ask her to help out, she refuses. She's moved out a few times, but it never lasts.
My attempts at helping her find a solution keep getting shot down. She can't wait for her parents to die so she can have the house to herself. I tell her she sounds like a teenager and it's fine to have fun, but she needs to find something to do to get her out of the house or just find a roommate and move out. They're around each other too much. You don't make a lot being on disability, but I'm sure she could rent a room or find some one to room with.
She gets mad at me and storms out, in tears, without paying for her food.
The owner comes over and I ask for the check. She only brings me the check for my food. I tell her that I'll cover her food as well, but she insists. She's going to make her pay for it the next time she sees her. I left her a huge tip to make up for it.
That was a few days ago.
Today, her mother stopped by to ask if I had seen her. She went out the other night and didn't come home. She's contacted the police, hospitals and is very worried. I tell her what happened when we went to lunch and that I haven't seen her since.
Mr. & Mrs. P have been our neighbors for a very long time. They're good people and I'm pretty sure she's just "run away," just like a 14 year old, and is probably at some one's house. I've checked her MySpace & Facebook to see if she's posted anything. Nothing. I start sending emails to a few people & start making calls. Two people saw her the night we had lunch.
Now I'm waiting for Betty Ann to pick me up so we can go to a few of her known hang-outs. I haven't heard back from everyone I called and I'm hoping someone knows who she's staying with. I just want to tell Mr. & Mrs. P that she's OK and just being a brat, then suggest they change the locks. She should have left them a note saying she was going to stay with someone for a few days.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Me time
As I've mentioned before, I've been staying with my parents. It doesn't make sense to pay for an apartment when I'm on the road so much. Now that I've been home for a while, I'm really missing my "me" time.
My parents are pretty easy going and they do their own thing, but a girl needs time to herself. Plus I feel like a mooch. I'm not paying rent, but I do pick up food and help out by doing what I can around the house.
Today I thought I'd have most of the day to myself. My parents went to go visit someone and weren't supposed to be home until 5 or 6. I ran a few errands and was looking forward to doing some embroidery, dying my hair and having a me day.
I get home, put things away, sit down & start transfering one of the designs to a bandana I picked up. The Pirates game was getting ready to start and I hear a knock at the door.
This girl I know from "the scene" is on the other side. She lives nearby and I don't really like her very much, but the fact that she lives so close, I try to be civil. She doesn't work & goes out every night and gets stupid drunk. She's on disability, though she shouldn't be. I'm worse off than she is and I still work. Fat & lazy shouldn't count...She gets so drunk that she ends up hurting herself and the rest of us have to pay for her numerous sprains & breaks. She brags about it too, which is really what bugs me. I've hung out with her enough to know she's full of it.
Anyhoo...She wants to come in and hang out. She "saw me come home" and didn't see my parent's car, we should, like totally hang out!
I try to tell her that I don't feel like it, but she walks over, picks up my embroidery stuff and changes the channel on the TV and starts telling me how she broke her wrist (drunk and falling down the stairs of a parking deck).
So annoyed. I didn't drive by her house, so how did she seem me come home? Was she hiding in the neighbor's bushes? I'm also wigged out by the way she mentioned my parents not being home...It made me feel like I was 15 and wanted to sneak my boyfriend in the house.
I told her that my parents would be home soon and reiterated that I wasn't feeling well and I just wanted to watch the Pirates game and work on my bandanna. I also pointed out that we were under severe weather warning and I didn't want to venture out. The threat of rain got rid of her. She threw my stuff down on the table and rushed out. Lucky me, she managed to somehow get the thread knotted up. One skein of it is beyond saving...I don't know how she managed to do that.
Embroidery is easy and after working on it for a bit, I got bored. So far, I have a Sacred Heart theme going on with it. I'm going to add some stars on the tips so when I tie it, I have two stars on the tied bits. I'm not happy with one of the hearts, so I'll probably redo it. My camera battery died and I'm charging it, so I'll post pics later.
My parents are pretty easy going and they do their own thing, but a girl needs time to herself. Plus I feel like a mooch. I'm not paying rent, but I do pick up food and help out by doing what I can around the house.
Today I thought I'd have most of the day to myself. My parents went to go visit someone and weren't supposed to be home until 5 or 6. I ran a few errands and was looking forward to doing some embroidery, dying my hair and having a me day.
I get home, put things away, sit down & start transfering one of the designs to a bandana I picked up. The Pirates game was getting ready to start and I hear a knock at the door.
This girl I know from "the scene" is on the other side. She lives nearby and I don't really like her very much, but the fact that she lives so close, I try to be civil. She doesn't work & goes out every night and gets stupid drunk. She's on disability, though she shouldn't be. I'm worse off than she is and I still work. Fat & lazy shouldn't count...She gets so drunk that she ends up hurting herself and the rest of us have to pay for her numerous sprains & breaks. She brags about it too, which is really what bugs me. I've hung out with her enough to know she's full of it.
Anyhoo...She wants to come in and hang out. She "saw me come home" and didn't see my parent's car, we should, like totally hang out!
I try to tell her that I don't feel like it, but she walks over, picks up my embroidery stuff and changes the channel on the TV and starts telling me how she broke her wrist (drunk and falling down the stairs of a parking deck).
So annoyed. I didn't drive by her house, so how did she seem me come home? Was she hiding in the neighbor's bushes? I'm also wigged out by the way she mentioned my parents not being home...It made me feel like I was 15 and wanted to sneak my boyfriend in the house.
I told her that my parents would be home soon and reiterated that I wasn't feeling well and I just wanted to watch the Pirates game and work on my bandanna. I also pointed out that we were under severe weather warning and I didn't want to venture out. The threat of rain got rid of her. She threw my stuff down on the table and rushed out. Lucky me, she managed to somehow get the thread knotted up. One skein of it is beyond saving...I don't know how she managed to do that.
Embroidery is easy and after working on it for a bit, I got bored. So far, I have a Sacred Heart theme going on with it. I'm going to add some stars on the tips so when I tie it, I have two stars on the tied bits. I'm not happy with one of the hearts, so I'll probably redo it. My camera battery died and I'm charging it, so I'll post pics later.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
I need more hobbies...
Once again, I'm trying to find a new, inexpensive hobby. I used to be a photographer, but that's not cheap at all. I don't have a digital SLR, and I don't want to use my point & shoot.
I did crochet for a while, but I made a lot of things that were useless. I have a shelf full of funny little crochet cupcakes, ninjas and zombies. It's a good, cheap hobby. My friends told me I should sell some online, but I got a lot of the patterns from other people and I don't feel it's right to sell something made from someone else's pattern. The drawback is it kills my hands & if I do it for too long, I feel dizzy and have to lay down.
For months I've been wanting to pick up one of their patterns. They have so many that I'm drooling over.
I think I'm going to order the Ultimate kit. It has everything I'd need to get started and I can get the apron and that gives me the apron I've been wanting!
My concern is how hard is this going to be on my hands? Will it be better than crochet? Do I want to spend $32 if it turns out I can't do it? I looked up the costs of the things that come in the kit and it's a good price. It would be great if I could do it. I could decorate my own cardigans instead of handing over $50+ just because it has sparrows or guns stitched on it.
It really angers me that I can't just pick something up and do it. I actually have to think about whether doing this will cause my hands to ache and fingers to dislocate before I put any money into it. The SCC is supposed to have the kits or patterns, so I may sneak over there tomorrow.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Road Trip!
I'm getting bored not being able to work. From what Elle has been telling me, I'm not missing much. I was watching "The Hucksters" and that didn't help me not miss work. The client in that movie is awful, but work would at least help me have something to do. It would be a nice distraction.
I have felt terrible for the last 2 days. The pain has been awful, then you add stomach issues and a migraine and you have a lot of fun. I can't go anywhere because I can't be away that long.
Being stuck in the house makes me want to get out of it even more. I found a neat place that I'd like to go to on a road trip. The Caribbean Motel in NJ. I found the link on a retro lighting website.
Here's the small write up on their site:
First opened to vacationers in 1957 at the height of the Wildwoods' "Doo Wop" heyday, the Caribbean Motel was among the most daring, imaginative structures to be built in the resort during that era of post-World War II optimism and leisure when everyone had one eye on the future (a better future, of course), and the other on exotic vacation destinations in far-away lands (at least the way they'd seen in the movies).
The Caribbean rolled both of those fascinations into one with a motel that sported ultra-modern architectural elements like a futuristic "levitating" ramp, canted glass walls, and recessed "spaceship" lights along with "exotic" tropical landscaping and theming including the very first plastic palm trees to be "planted" in the Wildwoods, giving vacationers the feeling of being in a far-away tropical paradise while only a short drive from home on the Jersey Shore.
Today, the fully restored, renovated and re-invented Caribbean Motel stands as a living monument to this magical era in our nation's history - a taste of pure Americana, you might say, with a 21st-century tropical twist! Modern amenities like flat-screen TVs and free wireless internet combine with classically restored and reproduced mid-century furnishings and ambiance to create one of the most unique vacation experiences at the shore!
I just need to find someone to take with me.
I used to go on road trips all of the time. My friends and I would go through the Roadside America book to find fun/weird places to check out. When I travel for work, I try to do the same. Pennsylvania is full of fun things like that. Virginia was not.
I also found this link: http://retroroadmap.com/ The woman that writes the blog lives in PA and has featured many places here. I'm using her site as well as Roadside America to plot out my trip to the Caribbean. I'm trying to decide when I should go and who I should invite. Two of my friends have just started new jobs and they probably can't take a few days off just yet.
Hmmm...
I have felt terrible for the last 2 days. The pain has been awful, then you add stomach issues and a migraine and you have a lot of fun. I can't go anywhere because I can't be away that long.
Being stuck in the house makes me want to get out of it even more. I found a neat place that I'd like to go to on a road trip. The Caribbean Motel in NJ. I found the link on a retro lighting website.
Here's the small write up on their site:
First opened to vacationers in 1957 at the height of the Wildwoods' "Doo Wop" heyday, the Caribbean Motel was among the most daring, imaginative structures to be built in the resort during that era of post-World War II optimism and leisure when everyone had one eye on the future (a better future, of course), and the other on exotic vacation destinations in far-away lands (at least the way they'd seen in the movies).
The Caribbean rolled both of those fascinations into one with a motel that sported ultra-modern architectural elements like a futuristic "levitating" ramp, canted glass walls, and recessed "spaceship" lights along with "exotic" tropical landscaping and theming including the very first plastic palm trees to be "planted" in the Wildwoods, giving vacationers the feeling of being in a far-away tropical paradise while only a short drive from home on the Jersey Shore.
Today, the fully restored, renovated and re-invented Caribbean Motel stands as a living monument to this magical era in our nation's history - a taste of pure Americana, you might say, with a 21st-century tropical twist! Modern amenities like flat-screen TVs and free wireless internet combine with classically restored and reproduced mid-century furnishings and ambiance to create one of the most unique vacation experiences at the shore!
I just need to find someone to take with me.
I used to go on road trips all of the time. My friends and I would go through the Roadside America book to find fun/weird places to check out. When I travel for work, I try to do the same. Pennsylvania is full of fun things like that. Virginia was not.
I also found this link: http://retroroadmap.com/ The woman that writes the blog lives in PA and has featured many places here. I'm using her site as well as Roadside America to plot out my trip to the Caribbean. I'm trying to decide when I should go and who I should invite. Two of my friends have just started new jobs and they probably can't take a few days off just yet.
Hmmm...
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Antique store finds!
It's been a bad week. I ran out of meds because my prescription was written for the wrong thing and they're slow to get me a new one. I don't have withdrawal effects, just massive amounts of pain. The bad weather hasn't been helping either. It's rainy and it's not helping my mood.
Friday I got a call from a friend suggesting we go check out a few antique stores and have a girly day.
The first place we went to was awful. The woman working there stalked us like we were going to steal or break everything. We left and went to another place. The second store was one that had several booths in an old grocery store. I've usually had really good luck at this place. The only problem I have with it is there are too many booth with crafts.
As soon as we walked in, I spotted a train case for $5! I pounced on it. The tray is missing, but I don't really care. I can either find one or make something myself. The man working at the shop told me I could leave it in the front so I wouldn't have to carry it around. We were rummaging through a table full of costume jewelry and the man came over to tell me one of the locks was broken. I got it to close and the man made a joke about his manliness. I wear braces on my hands because my thumbs don't work, so it was even funnier that I got it closed.
I found a necklace that I kind of liked, but didn't get. After a few hours of wandering, I just didn't like it as much. I was tired, sore and hungry. S found a teapot and I had my train case and a hair bow. We got some noodles for lunch and went to her house so we could look online to see how much our stuff would be elsewhere. Her $6 teapot is Noritake from the 60's and apparently hard to find. We debated putting it up on eBay.
My train case isn't as valuable, but $5 is still much cheaper than I could find it online. They're usually $20 or more, not including shipping. There are a few scrapes, but they're minor. There aren't any funky stains inside at all. I cleaned it up after I took pictures. There is a tad bit of rust on one of the hinges, but I've gotten most of it off. I'd like to get keys for it, too.
Here it is:
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