The pictures are done. Apparently, someone started a facebook page and poste dpictures of the family, *without* me in any of the pictures. I guess they thought because I can't see, i wouldn't find out about them. Then, I had to listen to a spiel from my dad about how he wanted me to be a part of his family because I'm his child. His words and his actions do not jive well at all. I don't know how to tell him that in a way that won't piss him off royally, but it's the truth. When we were having our pictures taken, Summer told us to look happy and Debbie muttered under her breath: "Do I have to?" I guess she didn't think i heard her, but i did loud and clear. The shit will more than likely hit the fan again this afternoo when Dad comes to pick me up to take me to Decatur and Granny tells him she isn't going to his house tomorrow. I tell ya, the party ust never ends around here.
- Mood:
pissed off
My dad has lost his ever-lovin' mind! THis morning he called me and wanted to talk to me. He told me he wants to take pictures with just me, him and Debbie, because they got some sort of picture frames for Christmas, and they've already got pictures of Lance and Rodney's families. I don't know if he's doing this to try to make me feel included or so they can yell at me while Granny isn't around or what. I know how they are and I don't trust either of the, especially not after SUnday. No, he still hasn't said anything to Granny, even to so much as to offer an apology. While I'm not surprised, I will say that he has lost a lot of respect from several family members, including my cousins Cason and Maso who looked up to him as a father figure after theirs left the picture shortly after Mason started kindergarten. I'm sure the shit will hit the fan again tomorrow when Granny tells Dad she isn't going to there house for their gift exchange. I'm still undecided as to what I'm going to do. I guess it depends on how they behave towards me this evening. I really hate this. I don't like the way it is making Granny feel physically and emotionally and i don't like being stuck in the middle. Yes, Dad is caught in the middle too but that is his own doing. He chose to marry her. I never chose to be born. OH, and if anyone needs further proof that her kids are the favorite: the picture that I had taken of me last year at church to give him as a Christmas gift is still sitting here at Granny's house in the frame. He never even bothered to take it home with him. OK, I have to stop writing now or I'm going to end up crying again. I'm sure I'll write again shortly.
- Mood:
blah
- 13:05 morning all tweeperlings #
My dad’s wife has no tact whatsoever. As some of you are aware, we celebrated Christmas here at Granny’s house this afternoon. Everything seemed to be going fine. We had all eaten lunch, and were in the midst of opening gifts. I am not even sure how it started, but Debbie said she wanted to talk to Beth, Karen and Juanita. I wasn’t sure what happened, but suddenly I heard my aunt Karen shrieking and bawling. Then, all of the guys (Lance, Jamie and I don’t know who else) were hollering, and I thought I was going to have to call the police. Then, I heard Debbie say “I’ve had it with your sisters.” She was outside then. I thought Karen was going to have a heart attack; she kept screaming and saying how Granny’s last Christmas was ruined. I don’t even know what happened after that, except Jamie and Lance were apologizing to each other, but Jamie was trying to explain to Lance that he was defending Karen and Lance was saying that his mom was in the wrong, and that this goes way back and he doesn’t know why she is so angry and hurt. Everyone was trying to figure out why she threw such a fit. She accused us of being unfair, even though Karen, Beth Juanita and Granny worked so hard to buy presents for Rodney and Lance’s boys so they would be included. I ended up telling my dad how it hurts me that they never include me in their family outings, and he tried to cover his ass by telling me that they always invite me. Everyone in the room knows it’s a damn lie, which is part of the reason I said it in front of everyone, because I wanted witnesses. I didn’t want him to get so mad and hit me or throw things like he used to do when I was a child and he got angry. Granny says she isn’t going to their house for Christmas on Wednesday. I don’t blame her, after the fact that Debbie hugged her and told her she loved her and then less than five minutes after that she cornered all three girls and raked them over the coals over God only knows what. She also threw the money that Granny gave her as a gift in the floor before she stormed out of the house. I don’t want to go to Dad’s house either. I’m scared she’ll throw one of those fits on me because I spoke up about how I felt and Dad told her what I said, and I don’t want her to hit me or throw things at me like she did when I was in high school. No, my dad won’t stand up for me. He never made a move to stop what she did today. He never said a word the night Doug died and she told me she hated my guts and I was a pathological liar and she never wanted to speak to me again. I don’t know what to think or how to feel. My head and heart are a jumble of emotions. Honestly, I wish I could go somewhere far far away for a while. I know running doesn’t solve problems, but I can’t just say I’m done with Debbie like the rest of the family has decided to do because regardless of whether or not I like it, she is married to my dad. I feel sort of stuck because he did raise me as a single parent, and I do love him, but most of my respect for him is gone after today. I mean, I can’t believe he allowed her to display such animosity towards his sisters in his mom’s house in front of small children. I feel like shit. I can’t stop shaking and my head is pounding. I know this isn’t over, because I know my dad is bound to say something about this in the morning when he comes to check Granny’s blood sugar. I’m glad that Kelsey had the sense to get the kids outside shortly after the incident so that they didn’t have to witness the aftermath. I’m going to stop writing for the time being. I am scared Granny won’t be able to sleep tonight, and that Karen won’t either. I’m sure I’ll write again later. I was planning to write about the clothes I got which I absolutely love, and the CD that Jordan bought for me, but I don’t think that matters now. I’m afraid that if I don’t go to Dad’s house on Wednesday he’ll retaliate by taking all of the money out of my bank account since his name is on it also. I just want to bang my head against a wall. Oh, I forgot to tell you the real kicker. As she was walking out the door, and mind you she was the one who started everything, my cousin Kelsey heard Debbie say that it was too much drama for her.
- Location:my bedroom
- Mood:unnerved
- Music:family members talking
Not really all that much to talk about. I'm liking the fact that I'm home, yet I miss Rachel. I know that I've only been home five days, but yeah.
Open mic Night was all right on Wednesday, so not all that much to speak of on that. A rather funny thing happened though. I was sitting there, and Nate walked up to me. He was like, "Gina, who's your favorite guitar player that comes in and plays at Eldo’s?" A pretty good musician had played right before him, so I was honest. I said, "Well, the guy that played just now was pretty good. Nate jokingly said, "Well, you're not my friend any more." Both Nate and Nick are my favorites, but both of them are different. I didn't know if Nate wanted an ego boost, or if he was just being silly, but I was being honest. if someone sucks, or isn't all that good, I’ll tell them. It's how I am. I might not flat out say, "Hey, you suck," but I'll say, "oh, well, it was ok," or something. Though it does depend on who I’m talking to. I'd expect someone would do the same for me. I don't know though, because people say that I can sing, yet I don't think I'm all that good. I've never been trained or anything, and when I hear my own singing I think that I sound like a little girl.
that Matt guy from a few weeks ago was there, and we talked a bit. We were talking about movies he's made, and I got rather confused, because he got a bit technical. I can't quite figure out if I like him or not. Sure, he's an all right guy, but I can't find common ground with him, so why be friends with someone I don't know what to talk about them with? He did stay to hear Nick and I sing however, and right before he left he gave me a sort of hug. I thought, "Oh, no, strange guy touching me, I'm not sure I like this." It ended up being all right though. Nick told me that us singing "Africa" was our best ever, and I was thrilled to hear that. I thought that all of our songs were pretty good however. Maybe one day I'll let the world hear them, but as of now, a select few people get to hear my treasures. If people ask though I’ll most likely send.
I'm currently reading "Divine Misdemeanors" which is merry Gentry book 8, by Laurell K Hamilton. I do believe that this might be my favorite book in this series. I've always liked Merry a lot more than Anita Blake, because Merry's not as much of a bitch. That, and I started this series from the very beginning in 2000, when "A Kiss of Shadows" came out. I'd accidently fallen asleep to it last night, and when I'd woken up, I learned a couple things about Doyle and Frost, my two favorite guards to Merry. I'm pretty curious to see how the events will lead up to what I'd read. Since she's in L.A. now. I hope that some of the detectives from book 1 are in the book. Too bad LKH wouldn't even bring Roane back even though he went back to the sea in book 1. He was still a sweetheart. I'd also like to see more of Barinthus, since he was Merry's dad's closest friend.
As far as Dad's recovery, he's doing pretty well, which surprises me. He's gone out to Zuey's a couple times, and has drank water. I do believe that this whole heart surgery may have done good for Dad as far as not drinking. I will be rather disappointed in him if he decides to start drinking and smoking. He did say that he hasn't felt the urge to drink or smoke since he's been in the hospital, I just hope that continues. He's doing well as far as taking his pills/blood sugar and all that. It seems to me like nothing's really wrong with him, except for the fact that I have to help him with laundry and such, but that's no big deal, I don't mind doing that at all. I'm just not looking forward to when the trash can gets terribly full, and I have to take that out. Hopefully it's not too heavy for me, but if so, I'll manage. I've dealt with worse.
I'm going to go back to my book now. I've taken too many breaks today as far as reading. I'm sure I'll update as soon as I finish the book. Yay for merry Gentry!
- Mood:
optimistic
- 23:32 I am so tired but just woke up, so taking night meds and laying back down maybe i will wake up at a logical time? #
- 02:36 ok bed time all need to get some sorta sleep so i can be refreshed. #
- 13:58 RT @CaliAngel2009 RT @BreakingNews Ex-French President Jacques Chirac indicted on embezzlement charges bit.ly/54xepE #
- 01:24 I hate seeing good muds with no one online, my find this day is time of darkness todmud.com port 7700 give it a try be sure when ya log on #
- 01:24 when ya log in despite the prompt at the start to type ansi to turn color back off i am talima on there. #
- 03:53 I am tired, so what am i still doing up? I dont know. but i am still on time of darkness and things are ok. it aint hard but ya gotta pay #
- 03:53 ya gotta pay attention. #
- 11:24 I am awake obviously, things are crazy as usual the building has to put my new number in the paging system. #
- 11:26 @ChaCha I would rt, but rts are sorta not working right now. lemme just say this, my computer has 256mb of ram not nearly enough. #
- 18:51 ok, i changed my cell number, now how do i ensure my ims from msn and yahoo get to my cell. went to mobile.yahoo.com and mobile.msn.com but #
- 18:52 but i am not sure if its working also someone wanna tell me why things are so dang complicated? #
- 18:53 ok, msn works someone im me on yahoo jenniferpalmer2000 #
- 20:49 @Orinks I dont get how this plugin works. but of course all i did was read the thingy at install. hmm, this should be interesting. #
- 03:11 ok off to bed folks night all twitterville. #
Okay, so for some of you, it's not all that early. I've been awake since 4:00, so technically it's not all that early for me either, but i couldn't think of another title because I haven't consumed any caffeine yet.
I'm going to try my best to stick to just the facts here. This is mostly venting about various family members, so feel free to skip it if you wish.
1. My aunt Karen borrowed some things from me back at the beginning of November to use in her son Kaleb's classroom because they were learning about blindness. They were supposedly doing this unit for a week, and it's been over a month, and she still hasn't returned my things. I understand that people need to be educated about blindness, and that my things are easily accessible to her because I'm a family member, but I do wish she would return them, especially since the holidays are approaching and school will be out for a couple of weeks beginning tomorrow. Why oh why is it so difficult for some people to remember that *borrowing* something means it is supposed to be *returned* at some point?
2. Beth, David, Dorothy, Harold and Katie went to Vegas over the weekend to watch the national finals rodeo. They returned Monday night at around eleven, and Beth went to the doctor yesterday because she got sick while they were still in Vegas. Now, this normally wouldn't be such a big deal, but Jarrod comes here for lunch. Beth has to be a minimum of 24 hours free of fever before she can return to work, and since Jarrod is living in her house, there is the possibility that if he comes here for lunch like he does almost every weekday he could bring those germs here. I don't so much worry about myself as I worry about Granny, because the flu is dangerous for someone who is nearing eighty years of age. I just wish some of my family members has the courtesy and common sense to stay away when they or their household members were afflicted with communicable diseases.
3. I go Christmas shopping tomorrow. I haven't the slightest clue what to buy for some people on my list, most noteably my sisters-in-law and my dad's wife. I'd lov to get them gift certificates because then they would be able to purchase what they want or need, but for some reason my dad doesn't like to do that because he says they are too impersonal.
4. It's very cold outside. This is the second week in december in which the weather has changed from almost seventy degrees to near freezing in less than twenty-four hours. I'm definitely thankful for warm clothes/pajamas/blankets, coffee and hot chocolate, central heat, and that I'm not an outside animal like our cows or the chickens and turkeys.
5. The Cowboys will lose Saturday. That is all.
I'm going to try my best to stick to just the facts here. This is mostly venting about various family members, so feel free to skip it if you wish.
1. My aunt Karen borrowed some things from me back at the beginning of November to use in her son Kaleb's classroom because they were learning about blindness. They were supposedly doing this unit for a week, and it's been over a month, and she still hasn't returned my things. I understand that people need to be educated about blindness, and that my things are easily accessible to her because I'm a family member, but I do wish she would return them, especially since the holidays are approaching and school will be out for a couple of weeks beginning tomorrow. Why oh why is it so difficult for some people to remember that *borrowing* something means it is supposed to be *returned* at some point?
2. Beth, David, Dorothy, Harold and Katie went to Vegas over the weekend to watch the national finals rodeo. They returned Monday night at around eleven, and Beth went to the doctor yesterday because she got sick while they were still in Vegas. Now, this normally wouldn't be such a big deal, but Jarrod comes here for lunch. Beth has to be a minimum of 24 hours free of fever before she can return to work, and since Jarrod is living in her house, there is the possibility that if he comes here for lunch like he does almost every weekday he could bring those germs here. I don't so much worry about myself as I worry about Granny, because the flu is dangerous for someone who is nearing eighty years of age. I just wish some of my family members has the courtesy and common sense to stay away when they or their household members were afflicted with communicable diseases.
3. I go Christmas shopping tomorrow. I haven't the slightest clue what to buy for some people on my list, most noteably my sisters-in-law and my dad's wife. I'd lov to get them gift certificates because then they would be able to purchase what they want or need, but for some reason my dad doesn't like to do that because he says they are too impersonal.
4. It's very cold outside. This is the second week in december in which the weather has changed from almost seventy degrees to near freezing in less than twenty-four hours. I'm definitely thankful for warm clothes/pajamas/blankets, coffee and hot chocolate, central heat, and that I'm not an outside animal like our cows or the chickens and turkeys.
5. The Cowboys will lose Saturday. That is all.
- Location:my bedroom
- Mood:
awake - Music:the heater in the hall and traffic outside
- 06:37 @Mongoose_Q I personally dont like some of the ways the nfb operates. The blind dont need accessible currency we can use a knfb reader bs! #
- 06:37 @Mongoose_Q Some of us cant afford a money identifier and crap and i hate being cheated! Then some people in the nfb have this one size fits #
- 06:38 @Mongoose_Q one size fits all approach to blindness I like my roller tip on my cane which is made of graphite i believe. #
- 06:38 @Mongoose_Q Dont force me to use those crappy fiber glass canes which get stuck and break in anything with a tip i gotta replace every week #
- 06:39 @Mongoose_Q I had some really bad experiences with the nfb. We just don't get along. I like the acb's to each his own and acceptance of #
- 06:40 @Mongoose_Q they accept people as they are. I have a home health aid and got nailed by some in the nfb that i was setting the blind back #
- 06:40 @Mongoose_Q decades when I have other needs than just my blindness for needing a home health aid and the acb accepts me for who i am. #
Sometimes I really hate being female. I don't know why I feel this way but today I just want to lay in bed and read and I feel like i could just bawl at the drop of a hat. I want to be held. I am so frustrated with the people in my life who have been calling me names or who treat me like shit because they don't get what they want from me anymore. I am tired of these people throwing the past in my face. I am done with these certain individuals if that is all they are going to do or say to or about me. I'm sorry for the negativity but this is my outlet and I will no longer hold back because there are people who think that my hurt and anger are laughable or that I am being a drama queen. If you don't like me, don't speak to me. If you don't like what I have to say, at least be adult enough to agree to disagree. stop attempting to make me feel like shit because you aren't getting the reaction or result you want from me. I wil no longer tolerate your behavior toward me and although it hurts I will end the friendship if I deem it necessary.
- Mood: bitchy
- Mood:
creative - Music:Les Miserable - Castle on a Cloud
- 15:49 hey if i compressed a 665 mb archive and put it on dropbox how could i get a link to it. and where do i put it? what folder? #
- 15:50 any help would be appriciated esp from @dropbox. i aint sure what to do. #
- 16:57 @stirlock yeah, i figured that out. people downloading it are gonna hate me though, its like 600 mb. but yeah, i will put the link up on #
- 16:57 @stirlock I will put it on audio-central and dm ya the link #
- 18:35 rt @ChaCha: RT & Follow #ChaCha for your chance to win 1 of 8 Dell Prem Inspiron Mini 10v! Visit bit.ly/8QNoMg for more details! #
- 23:13 @blindtrek heh, my birthday is the tenth. so happy belated birthday, how young ya be this year? #
- 23:28 evening all new twitterlings #
- 23:30 try tweepies lol! #
- 23:40 @lifeisgreat87 oh I'm just losing it as per usual. #
- 08:01 good morning yall! its a great morning, aside from me waking up round two this morning. #
I'm home from Rachel's, and things are going pretty well. We went in Brock's car, and the trip seemed to go pretty quickly. It seems that his car drives differently than Rachel's, though I'm not all car intelligent, so can't really explain why I think that. Heh.
We get in the house, I hug Rachel, say "goodbye," to Brock, then I start talking to my Dad. We talked a little about the surgery, and what they'd done to him as far as cutting him open and such. Then he asked me if I wanted to touch his chest/arm where they took the vain. I was like, "eeew, that's gross." He said, "Well, you want to see what everything else looks like." I laughed, went to wash my hands, and touched them. The line on his chest was perfectly straight, and sort of rough feeling, like there wasn't a scar there yet. It went practically from where the bottom of his throat is, almost to his stomach. The line on his arm was perfectly straight too, and I was like, "oh, those are going to be some pretty nasty scars." That of course made me sad, because I hate super huge scars like that. Oh, I don't mind picking out scars on friends, if I happen to find them, and I like knowing the stories behind them, but my father's a different story. As for myself, I hate having scars on myself. Heh. I only have like one that's visible that I know of.
So, while I’m glad that my dad's on the road to recovery I'm a bit irritated at him. He's talking about drinking, though he says that he's not going to drink as much as he did before. He shouldn't drink at all, because his meds might interact with the beer. He's intelligent enough to know that. That, and what if he does even go out and drink water? What if someone bumps in to him even though his chest isn't all the way healed? I'm sure that his friends would understand if he didn't go out to bars. The real ones could come visit him at the house, or Dad could go to their houses or meet somewhere. Seriously? Is he that silly? He says that he doesn't want me to act like Deanna, telling him what he should and shouldn't do, because that'll make him want to go out and do things anyway, but he doesn't need to be like that. We just care about him and we want to see him recover nicely, and live for many more years.
I'm going to write an update about this past weekend since it was quite fun, but i just wanted everyone to know that I made it home safely. :)
Guess I'll go for now. I think I might be regaining my normal appetite. Shitty thing is that we don't have much food, and that sucks. Ah, well, it'll be ok.
We get in the house, I hug Rachel, say "goodbye," to Brock, then I start talking to my Dad. We talked a little about the surgery, and what they'd done to him as far as cutting him open and such. Then he asked me if I wanted to touch his chest/arm where they took the vain. I was like, "eeew, that's gross." He said, "Well, you want to see what everything else looks like." I laughed, went to wash my hands, and touched them. The line on his chest was perfectly straight, and sort of rough feeling, like there wasn't a scar there yet. It went practically from where the bottom of his throat is, almost to his stomach. The line on his arm was perfectly straight too, and I was like, "oh, those are going to be some pretty nasty scars." That of course made me sad, because I hate super huge scars like that. Oh, I don't mind picking out scars on friends, if I happen to find them, and I like knowing the stories behind them, but my father's a different story. As for myself, I hate having scars on myself. Heh. I only have like one that's visible that I know of.
So, while I’m glad that my dad's on the road to recovery I'm a bit irritated at him. He's talking about drinking, though he says that he's not going to drink as much as he did before. He shouldn't drink at all, because his meds might interact with the beer. He's intelligent enough to know that. That, and what if he does even go out and drink water? What if someone bumps in to him even though his chest isn't all the way healed? I'm sure that his friends would understand if he didn't go out to bars. The real ones could come visit him at the house, or Dad could go to their houses or meet somewhere. Seriously? Is he that silly? He says that he doesn't want me to act like Deanna, telling him what he should and shouldn't do, because that'll make him want to go out and do things anyway, but he doesn't need to be like that. We just care about him and we want to see him recover nicely, and live for many more years.
I'm going to write an update about this past weekend since it was quite fun, but i just wanted everyone to know that I made it home safely. :)
Guess I'll go for now. I think I might be regaining my normal appetite. Shitty thing is that we don't have much food, and that sucks. Ah, well, it'll be ok.
- Mood:okay
- Music:Rihanna - Rehab
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