Domestic Geek

Hey, look...I finally finished Marcus' Thanksgiving graphic the day before yesterday for his site. I present the iPod Pilgrim, actually making an appearance before the holiday. It's not my best work, but it didn't come out too bad. This is the third in a series I've made for his sidebar. As soon as he gets me his idea, I promised to make him one for Christmas. I told him he should start a little archive of all of the little guys somewhere on his site to save them for posterity.

In other web news, I've got to find out why my freaking site is loading so danged slow. I'm absolutely sick of this.

The Barenaked Ladies are in town tonight. I had really hoped I could've found a way to score some tickets, but no such luck. *sigh* Next time they are in town I will see them!

Good old Aunt Flo decided to drop in for an early holiday visit today. I really hate that when I'm not on the pill, I really have no idea when it will start. Anyway, I stopped in at the WalMart up on Parker/Chambers because I also needed to get some deep dish pie plates. My pumpkin pie recipe makes just a little too much filling for two regular pies. I totally forgot about that when Dad and I were at the store last week since the last few years I've been getting those frozen pie crusts already in the foil tins. Anyway, the losers had stocked the thin pads in about four different spots and so they had neither of the kind I normally get. They also had no deep dish pie pans (foil, glass or metal). I ended up going to King Soopers. Should've just gone there in the first place. *sigh*

Apparently, I'm not.

I just came from visiting Bug's site and she posted a link where you can determine if you're one of the "cool" bloggers. I'm a B-lister. *sigh* I may as well give up blogging. I'm not one of the popular kids.

Go here and see how you rate in the blogging popularity contest.

I'm sitting here at my computer and I just heard a big bang. I don't know if it's a car backfiring or a gunshot. I don't live in the greatest neighborhood and I'm close to the highway, so it really could've been either. Man, I really want to move away from here.

Have you ever had one of those a-ha moments after a dream?

I had a pretty significant one this morning. In fact, I woke up crying and once I got into the shower, I let the waterworks flow. I'm not going to share the details as they are kind of private and not really significant to anyone but me, but the fact that I was repressing some major emotions and memories is. I've been trying to figure out why and when I went from just fat to obese. The fat is a result of not eating right my whole life, but the obesity was trying to hide and smother something. My subconscious finally got through as to what that was. I've been doing this to myself since late high school/early college (late 80s). I've been trying to hide this from myself for over 20 years. It's when I started becoming promiscuous. It's when I stopped taking my music as seriously as I should have. It's when I started losing confidence in myself, started making choices that I knew weren't in my best interest and really started hating myself.

Now that I realize the why, maybe I can finally get over it and move on.