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Toe Story

Published January 10, 2016 by ia84

Gather ’round, dear children, and listen to the wondrous story of how 2015 went out with a whimper (and by whimper, I mean several colorful metaphor filled screams).  Join me, now in the Wayback Machine, as we travel to the long ago day of 12/30/2015…

(I know it’s a crazy long time ago, but just bear with me…)

December 30th was not a fantastic day.  We were short staffed, and I found myself attempting to be 2.5 people.  Since Kamino has all of my clones on backorder, being 2.5 people proved to be a little impossible.  However, I was determined to prove that I could do it all, and be absolutely awesome in the process.

I couldn’t.

Not quite three hours into my shift, I found myself needing to be in two separate rooms at the same time.  I thought that if I just walked a little faster than normal, I could take care of the problem in room B, and get back to room A  without an absurd amount of time passing.  As I power-walked around a corner, I lost my footing.  I went down, hard, and as I went down, I felt my shoe go flying off my foot.  Before it completely came off, the edge of it caught around one of my toes and twisted.  I felt something pop, but I didn’t have time to stop and deal.  Grabbing my shoe, I stood up, tried to take a step, and promptly decided that walking is completely overrated.  Hobbling the twenty feet back to room A, I became worried that I had broken my toe.

Because it was a workplace accident, after I completed a pile (translation: two pages) of paperwork I found myself at the doctor’s office.  The doctor’s office my work sends people to is a facility that deals with workplace accidents and pre-employment drug screens.  I sat in the waiting room, surrounded by a lot of people who really needed to pee.

After the doctor took a look at my toe, he sent in a nurse to take me to get x-rays.  I was in a shockingly severe amount of pain, and at a point that I really couldn’t put any weight on my foot without wanting to scream.  I asked the nurse if it would be okay if I hopped on one foot to the x-ray suite.  Fortunately, the x-ray suite was only two doors down.  Unfortunately, it was all in full view of the entire waiting room.  I’m sincerely hoping that the sight of me hoping on one foot brightened the day of those 30-ish people.

The good news?  I didn’t break my toe.  The bad news?  I sprained it, and nearly two weeks later it still hurts quite a bit.  (Also, as someone who tries to avoid going to the doctor, this is by far the most ridiculous reason I have ever found myself at the doctor.) I had no idea a sprain could hurt this bad.  Probably doesn’t help that I’m super clumsy and have managed to bash my injured toe into something almost every single day.  The boy has pretty much stopped asking, “What did you do now?” and now-when he hears me scream-just says, “Awe, babe…” while shaking his head.

And that concludes the story of how my toe is teaching me to slow down and just try to be me (not me and 1.5 other versions of me).

The Playlist

Published September 26, 2015 by ia84

One thing about our wedding that makes me super happy, is the fact that multiple people have told us how much fun they thought it was.  I know I may be biased, but I think they’re right.  Probably one of my favorite things from our wedding is the playlist.

Back when we first started dating, one thing we would do is put YouTube on the Chromecast, and we’d both keep adding videos to the stream.  It made for many hours of inexpensive entertainment.  Since we weren’t having a dance at the wedding, the boy had the idea of putting together a giant YouTube playlist that would run in the background throughout the reception.  It’s filled with nerd music, parodies, and some pretty random weirdness.  It’s also a pretty good look at what entertains the two of us.  So, whether you were at the wedding and confused by the quiet YouTube videos, or just wanting to watch an eccentric stream of videos, I’m going to share the playlist with all of you!

My weekend to-do list with semi-related pictures I found on Pinterest

Published September 25, 2015 by ia84

1.  Make house look like two sane people inhabit it, instead of one sane person and one deranged squirrel person.

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Accurate depiction of me avoiding responsibility.

2.  Work on wedding Thank You notes.  Why is this such a difficult task for me to complete? 

3.  Find the bathroom decorations that are still packed.  I’m tired of our bathrooms looking like they belong in a college dorm.

4. Go to the gym.  I hate that when I miss a few weeks at the gym, I actually can tell.  I miss being young and unaware of the need to exercise.  Now, it makes me feel all the pain, and I tend towards being super cranky.

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5.  Make bread.  We’re completely out, and I want toast.

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6.  Figure out someway to make the spiders go bye-bye.  I want to be able to go sit on my swing without living in fear of having something 8-legged climb on me. 

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7.  Watch Doctor Who.  Strange, that I have to actually write this down, but I didn’t have a to-do list written up on Monday and I completely missed the premiere of Big Bang Theory. 

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8.  Find a plant for my office.  My boss said it’s fine to put one in the window, I just need to buy one.

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9.  Actually complete tasks I have on this list. 

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To The Impossible Girl…

Published December 14, 2014 by ia84

In exactly 3 months (89 days), I’ll become a Mrs.  I’m so excited I’m having trouble talking about anything other than marriage and the upcoming wedding.  When you think about it, 3 months is not a lot of time.   Just enough time to let a lot of excitement build up.

I realize that I haven’t yet shared how the boy proposed.  Which is a huge slip-up on my behalf, because it was pretty awesome (even if Sandra Bullock wasn’t involved).  So, here is the story of how he asked.

I took off a couple of days from work for my birthday.  I love my birthday, and after having worked on it several times, I came to the conclusion I’d rather celebrate it than go to work, if at all possible.  In the weeks leading up to my birthday,  the boy kept asking me what I wanted to do the day after my birthday, since we both had it off.  Being super decisive (and by that I mean not decisive at all) I kept putting him off and telling him we’d do something.   Finally, the weekend before I finally told him we were going to the zoo.  

On the day we got to the zoo early,  and I have him the option of where he wanted to start.  He suggested the aquarium, and we headed that direction.   Walking through we saw the puffins and penguins and the giant,  creepy crabs.  

Somehow, by the time we got to the tunnel (filled with sharks, rays, turtles,  and other large ocean creatures) we had managed to get between large groups of people and we were completely alone in the tunnel.  

The way the tunnel is constructed,  it is shaped like an “L.”  When we came around the bend, sitting on the floor of the empty tunnel was a TARDIS, light flashing and sounding like it had just landed.   I looked over at the boy and he had this grin on his face.  

When we reached the TARDIS, he got down on one knee, opened the TARDIS door and pulled out a small slip of paper.  This small slip of paper:

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After he finished, he pulled a ring box out of the TARDIS and put this on my finger :

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It was a beautiful, wonderful moment.  The kind of moment you only read about (or see in the movies).  And now I can hardly wait for March 14th!

(I’m curious…can anyone list all the geek refrences in the boy’s proposal without the aid of Google?)

Dear BBC America

Published August 23, 2014 by ia84

It’s been a crappy week.  A really crappy week.  A week I sincerely hope I never ever have to experience ever again.

Sure, there were moments that weren’t so bad.  Like getting to watch Sharknado 2.  That was pretty fantastic.  It also rocked that the boy spent a considerable amount of time hanging out with me, and he didn’t ever press me to find out what exactly had happened to make my week such a disaster.

Yeah, disaster is a pretty fair summation of the week.

So, that brings me to the point of all this…

You chose this weekend to premier the new season of Doctor Who.  Not only the new season, but the new Doctor.  This is incredibly exciting!  Knowing there’s new Who to look forward to has helped me get through the week.

So…no pressure…but…

Please Please PLEASE let it be awesome and amazing!  Please don’t break my little Who loving heart!

Like I said, it’s been a crappy week.

Love,

Me

Oh Look, A Bandwagon…

Published August 13, 2014 by ia84

Growing up, my life was surrounded by death.  I’ve mentioned before that I grew up a pastor’s kid.   The first church my dad was a pastor in, was also the church the town mortician attended.  This meant my dad officiated A LOT of funerals.  In the four years we were at that church, I attended more funerals than most people will ever have opportunity to attend.  Then, when I was in junior high and high school, I regularly went to play Taps at veteran funerals.  (The perk of living in the middle of nowhere and being a trumpet player).  All of these experiences had a bit of weird impact on how I deal with death.  Mainly, funerals don’t freak me out, and death doesn’t terrify me.  I will admit that I can tend to be a bit callous about death.  It’s not intentional.  I have a very dark sense of humor, and on occasion I have cracked jokes that are in terrible taste, sometimes relating to death/dead people.  (Nothing beyond PG, but definitely in poor taste).

Most deaths don’t get much reaction from me.  People live, people die, more people are born.  It’s the circle of life…

Yeah, I went there…

The point is, death has been such a large part of my life, I tend to just accept it as something that happens.  When people die, I feel sympathy for their friends and family members they leave behind, but I’m afraid that sometimes I don’t feel very much beyond this about the dead person…

And yes, I do realize how horrible that makes me seem.

So, I was surprised by how sad I felt when I heard that Robin Williams had committed suicide.  I can count on one hand the amount of celebrities whose deaths have really made genuinely sad (Jim Henson, Charles Schultz, and Mr. Rogers, in case you’re wondering).

It would be very easy to sit here and judge him for selfishly giving into an “easy” out.  It would be easy to be angry that he willingly gave up a future, when there are millions who wish they could live for just one more day.

It would be easy, but it wouldn’t be right or fair.  I’m reminded of what Tolkien wrote, ““Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends.”

I pray for those who are struggling with depression and who will witness this and think suicide might be their best plan.  As someone who’s been down that road, I can honestly say life does get better.

My heart aches for his family.  I grieve the laughs that will never be, and the talent that has been silenced.

The Weird Things That Make Me Smile

Published January 29, 2014 by ia84

I’m kind of tired tonight, and it’s been a boring few days.  So, in lieu of actually writing, I’m going to share a number of things that never cease to make me smile.  Hopefully, if you’re feeling down, something I put up tonight will help raise your spirits.

First up, a music video that, to this day, I cannot explain what the people who put it together were thinking. The overall product is so delightfully bad, I can’t help but giggle.  (It’s kind of a shame it’s so bad, because David Hasselhoff actually has a pretty good voice.)

Still with me?  I didn’t scare you off?  Yay!

Next up, I give you the wonderful Tom Hiddleston hanging out with Cookie Monster…

Now, to delve into my favorites from imgur.

The importance of Elvish…

Spot the ghost:

This reminds me of the 1960’s Batman show, cause Batman always had words of advice for the youth about how to do things safely.  Plus, the comment is the most fantastic thing ever.

 

How I feel when I go to the art museum and weird, modern art is on display…

If you still need cheering up, here’s some random stuff that I’ve found on Pinterest that’s made me grin.

Spoilers for the next season of Game of Thrones

More Batman humor:

 

Normal people vs. Supernatural

It’s would’ve been shorter…

Poor Molly, she can’t win…

Proof that Sherlock is educational…

On to Star Wars

I’m not a Conan fan, but this is pretty fantastic:

Kind of self-explanatory:

A little Shakespeare…

Downton meets Austen:

 

Some LOTR

Indeed, where was Gondor?

I can’t be the only who sings this when I read it…

More Hobbit than LOTR:

Should I ever get married, and the groom is willing, this will happen…

 

 

I think I’ll wrap up with some Doctor Who.

 

 

 

 

I’m Grateful and Rageful

Published November 28, 2013 by ia84

I’ll get to the rage in a moment.  First, what I’m thankful for.

1.  Family.  Good times or bad, I love that I have a close family that is very supportive of each other.

2.  My excellent friends.  I’ve been very blessed with five wonderful women that I consider to be very dear friends.  Each one knows me, faults and all, and still lets me be part of their lives.

3.  My job.  A year ago, I never would have guessed that I was just weeks away from starting a job I truly love.  A job that I gladly go to, and that I truly enjoy.  Also, I have a really fantastic supervisor, and I’d be really lost without her.

4.  My love of reading, and the easy access to an almost unlimited supply of books that there is.

5.  The roof over my head.

6.  A working vehicle.

7.  Snapple.  Silly, I know, but it’s quite yummy.

8.  Doctor Who.  I love this “kid’s” show.  It’s smart, funny, and is something I can share with my family and friends.

9.  I’m generally healthy, and have much to live for and look forward to in this life.

Okay, so, it’s not so much rage as irritation.  Tomorrow is Black Friday.  I understand the theory behind the day.  It makes sense that businesses want to try to get in the black before the year ends.  However, and yes I know I’m not the only one saying this, it has gone from out of control to complete absurdity.  It used to be just one psycho day, but now it’s almost a full week.  How is  this okay?  Plus, it seems that there’s at least one death every year in connection with Black Friday shopping.  People’s lives should be of more value.  What does that say about this culture when possessions are held in higher esteem than a human being?  Don’t misunderstand me, I’m as greedy as the next person, but even I have my limits.

So, if you’re going to take part in the madness, remember that your fellow shoppers are human beings.  Remember that the people working in the stores aren’t making very much, aren’t getting to spend time with their loved ones (and have likely missed most and/or all of Thanksgiving), and being rude to them isn’t going to make things go any better for you.

Never judge a Whovian by their shirt.

Published November 27, 2013 by ia84

Today I encountered someone I know very slightly.  I was pretty sure I had seen her at the theater last night, so I was asking her if I it had been indeed her I had seen.  She informed me that she was, and then asked me what I thought of the episode.  I told her how much I enjoyed it, and that overall the end was fantastic.  Now, I was referring to seeing the return of Four.  However, I don’t think she understood that.  She proceeded to tell me that she was an old Who fan from way back, unlike those us of us who are new.  When I tried to interject that I’m not new to Who, she blew me off, and took to talking to someone else.

Now, I know that I don’t look like a teenager anymore, but I also don’t look like I’m nearly 30.  Plus, I was wearing my adorable new Who shirt that features Ten leaning against the TARDIS which bears the words “Bad Wolf.”  These two things combined screamed “NEW TO WHO.”  So, nothing about me said that I am a long time fan, or  that I can’t remember a time when I didn’t know about Doctor Who

I know that there’s quite a bit of frustration among Whovians over those who star watching just because “Matt Smith is, like, so totally hot.”  However, it makes me sad that some people seem to assume this about their fellow Whovians, and they don’t take a minute to find out the truth.

“I Don’t Want To Go”

Published June 5, 2013 by ia84

These words turned me into a sobbing mess a few years ago.  David Tennant was leaving Who, and as far as I was concerned there was no way anyone could ever equal his fantasticness (yes, that is totally a word).  In case you have no clue what I’m talking about, here’s the clip:

So, yes, it was incredibly dramatic, and it took me quite a while before I would watch any of the new episodes with Matt Smith.  However, my love of the story won out, and eventually I caved and got sucked into the Amy/Rory/River story.  Honestly, I was never the biggest Amy fan, but I loved Rory and River, so it was okay.  Then Clara came along, and I absolutely adore her.  I’ve really enjoyed the stories in the last 3 seasons, but I’ve never turned into a huge Matt Smith fan.  I think he’s done a good job, and has certainly gotten better as time has passed.  However, I’ve been ready for the next regeneration since the end of season 5.

If you can’t guess, I’m in the minority on this one.

See, there’s a lot of people who are experiencing the emotions I felt when Tennant left.  I’ve read everything from “NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” to “The show must be cancelled, because there’s no other reason Matt Smith would leave.”  Well, all I can say is, “Welcome to Doctor Who.”

Up until a few years ago most people weren’t aware of the quirky little show.  Sometime between season 1 and season 5 (Doctors 9-11), the majority of the world realized there was this fantastic, absurb, wonderful show made by the BBC.

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This is why everyone is so upset.  For them, Matt Smith was the first Doctor.  Sure, they know that there were loads of other Doctors.  They may even be able to name them (number and corresponding actor).  However, none of those other Doctors introduced them to the TARDIS, and Daleks, and Cybermen, and Weeping Angels, and Ice Warriors, and the Sonic Screwdriver, and well, you get the idea.  Matt introduced so many to Who, and that’s absolutely fantastic.

However, for those that are about to experience the regeneration of “their” Doctor, this is going to be an incredibly difficult rest of the year.  So, if you’re like me and this isn’t your first rodeo, sit back and enjoy the ride.  If, however, this is your first time to experience this, let me tell you…It will be awful.  It will actually be worse than you prepare yourself for.  However, in August 2014 (I believe that’s when the season 8 is due to premiere), grit your teeth, tune in, and watch the episodes.  Yes, the next Doctor will not be Eleven.  It will be someone new with a completely different take and approach to our favorite Time Lord.  It will be hard.  Then, it will get a little easier.  Eventually, you’ll either find yourself in the boat I’m in currently (enjoying the show, but anxiously awaiting the next regeneration), or you’ll come to love the new Doctor almost as much as you love Eleven.

Now, onto the super important question.  Who’s my pick for the 12th Doctor?  Well, I doubt that it would ever happen, but my pick would be Robert Carlyle.

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He’s currently doing a fantastic job as Mr. Gold/Rumplestiltskin on Once Upon A Time, and that seems like a gig that’s going to keep going for a while.  True, he’s not as young as Matt Smith or David Tennant, but he’s got a charm and a darkness that would be perfect for Who.