Days alive: 12,215
Days since diagnosis: 73
Days since my dad died: 3
I’m not sure I’ve fully processed it yet.
12,215
Tag: Family
Dealing with death
My dad passed away this morning.
Dealing with that. Will try again tomorrow.
Happy 3rd night of Hanukkah.
Thanksmas and Flashbacks
Days Alive: 12,208
Bottles of Hot Sauce: 4
Slices of Chocolate Dream Cake Eaten: 2
Breadsticks Eaten: 3
Today was the annual “Thanksmas” event at the new adventure. And it ate up most of my day.
Catch-Up, Cooking, and Commiseration
Days Alive: 12,207
Sweet Potatoes Diced: 4
Steps Walked: 3,918
Hours Slept: 2.5
Chicken Nuggets Eaten: 20
Tramadol Taken: 1
Cats Betrayed By Not Sharing Any Chicken Nuggets At All With Them Because I Am a Mean, Mean Mama Who Doesn’t Share Human Food: 3
Things I Forgot Today: 3
I’ve been kinda half-adding posts lately because I’ve just been out of spoons.
Reminder to self: write the damn post on Spoon Theory.
So, I’m exhausted, but I have a cute lady next to me (my Darling Wife), two cats resting on me (butt warmer and foot warmer, respectively), and the prep work done for the potluck tomorrow.
Screaming, Sunny, Saturday
Days Alive: still 12,202
Naps Taken: 1
Alcoholic Beverages Avoided: 4
Birthday Parties Attended: 1
Hours Spent at Party: 5
Hours Traveled Both Ways: 4
Oh boy was today interesting. So many tiny humans. So many.
Image heavy post!
Margaritas, Messages, and Meowing
Days Alive: 12,201
Crappy “cherry jolly rancher” margaritas consumed: 1 and 1/2
Words Written: 1,901
Meals Eaten: 1
Cats Snuggled: 3
I’m having a really bad pain day. Since I’m still getting run over by my damn menstrual cycle, I’ve spent half the day curled up around a heating pad.
Thanksgiving 2018
Days Alive: 12,200
Today was the first holiday, the first Thanksgiving since my grandfather passed away.
It was a bittersweet but lovely day.
Es-ka-peh? Funny, it’s spelled just like “escape”!
Days alive: 12,188
Total Words Written for NaNoWriMo: 16,682
Words Remaining: 33,318
Escape Games Won: 3 and counting!
Time Remaining This Time: 1 minute, 38 seconds
Panic Attacks Had: 3
Shrimp Found in the Potatoes: 6
Plans for Tomorrow: 1 restful one
Housewarming Parties Attended: 1
Time Spent Mocking Movies: at least 1 hour, 31 minutes
Miles Traveled Today: about 200
Man, oh, man, was today a blast! So much happened.
Continue reading “Es-ka-peh? Funny, it’s spelled just like “escape”!”
Awake in the Gloaming
Days alive: 12,167
Hours slept: 5.5
Woke up at: 0430
Days till NaNoWriMo: 11 and counting
I apparently accidentally set an alarm for 4:30 in the morning. And then realized my dreams of my alarm going off at three and four am were likely happening. But I was in the middle of a flashback driven nightmare, so going back to sleep wasn’t an option. As such, I’ve been up since.
Toasty and Tired
Days alive: still 12,153
Bits slightly sunburnt: 2 breasts and my nose
Joints in pain: every single one
Naps taken in car: 1
Laps done in the lazy river: 5
So, home again, home again, jiggity jig. My entire body is screaming from the amount of activity o forced it through today. Every joint is aching in protest and I’m pretty sure that I managed to toast my tits halfway to lobster despite repeated exposure of SPF 50 and 75.
Postmark Wonderland 