Still . . .

Jun. 2nd, 2011 09:44 pm
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I know it’s petty. Compared to how bad things were, complaining about today’s migraine is like someone who’s jst spent months with broken legs up in traction then complaining about a sprained ankle. But still, a sprain can leave you unable to walk. And today has been one of those migraine days where none of the various drugs or combinations has completely done the job. I keep trying to focus on the fact that this will be an isolated incident, as opposed to a four-days-a-week affair. I just hate that I’ve wasted most of a day not being able to think clearly.

I started reading Freakonomics today. It’s immediately interesting. Both of my boys have read it and raved about it. But it keeps being loaned to someone else before I can catch it. So I had to order it on PaperBackSwap. Which is okay, I have a lot of credits to use. I’ve been letting Mat order books, and he’s managed to order 17-18, but that still leaves me about 15-16 credits.

Speaking of, I got an App for it. (I love my new iPhone toy.) Now instead of logging onto the site and entering the 10-digit ISBN, I just aim my phone at the bar code, and it beeps and the book is listed! It is entirely too cool. I threatened to scan every book in my house, but I don’t want to swap most of them. I wonder if there’s a app for just scanning them into a spreadsheet or database?

Thomas and I also spent some time calming down Bethany. She’s getting married in a couple of weeks, and she’s about ready to turn into Bridezilla. Thomas is the wedding musician. He’s playing piano before and during the wedding, then playing violin during the reception. He played a few things for her today, and reassured her that at least the music would be beautiful.

ETA: There is a book database app, called iBook!  Scanning as we speak.

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Which is not to say I didn't wake up with one, for the 5th day in a row, but that the Maxalt and Excedrin and Oolong tea before I got out of bed (thanks to Shelby for making the perfect cup of tea) worked today for some reason. Maybe I was the doing them all before moving. Maybe it was the Oolong, that was different. Who knows. So I had a great day, today. I've had oodles more energy. You don''t realize how much energy you expend just trying to deal with pain.

Shelby had a guitar lesson, at the Fret Shop where Thomas takes violin, but with a guitar teacher. The teacher thinks Shelby is teachable, and Shelby had fun and liked the teacher and really wants to do it. So Bryan, the teacher, and I will have to talk money. At least, unlike violins and pianos, we have a guitar.

Still don't know about Kaiser. Never make decisions about animals when you have a headache. You think you're thinking clearly, but you're not. He still would be a great thing for Shelby, if Shelby can do this. But he's not well socialized to other dogs, and he was clearly "top dog" as Cesar says, over his previous human. He is extraordinarily rude, for a dog. He tries to get things off counters and tables, and plates you're carrying, he thinks he's going to lie on my furniture and jump up on my bed and sleep with me. I love dogs. I really love MY dogs. But I love them enough to remember they they are not humans. And he's decided that I'm the person in the family he's going to follow every where, and keep all the other dogs from approaching. And he's leery of Shelby, because he knows that Shelby is just a little afraid of him. And he thinks he can shit on the deck instead of going down to the yard. He may have to go back.

I'm way already taking care of TOOO many beings.
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Whenever your perspective on something creates emotional pain, it's always because your perspective is still so narrow that you've yet to see all the good it will make possible.

Because it will.
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My past, and the pain I have endured, is not Purina Vulture Chow.

— Jessadriel Darkmountain

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I wish you a hopeful Christmas
I wish you a brave New Year
All anguish, pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear.

                         --Emerson, Lake, & Palmer ,
I Believe in Father Christmas


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