It's pot-luck, it's appetizers, it's candle-lit. Creature costumes are encouraged. Get your movie tickets now probably (like I keep meaning to do), so you don't have to do that crazy crazy line on Tuesday night.
6 years ago
Friday, July 10, 2009
HP6 dinner
A reminder. If you want to geek out before the movie, Tuesday night, we're hosting a Harry Potter & the Half Blood Prince pre-game. 8:30pm, on Beulah.
It's pot-luck, it's appetizers, it's candle-lit. Creature costumes are encouraged. Get your movie tickets now probably (like I keep meaning to do), so you don't have to do that crazy crazy line on Tuesday night.
It's pot-luck, it's appetizers, it's candle-lit. Creature costumes are encouraged. Get your movie tickets now probably (like I keep meaning to do), so you don't have to do that crazy crazy line on Tuesday night.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
doc fail
Saw specialist, and no answers about foot yet. Back to the ole' MRI booth on Friday, and maybe we'll find something out. For now, I have a sweet new cast-thing.
(making MRI appt)
"I need a foot MRI"
"Just your foot?"
"Yes"
"Well...we have this MRI machine that only do your foot - you don't have to go all the way in the machine...would that be okay with you?"
"Yes".
I'm tired of all of it already.
(making MRI appt)
"I need a foot MRI"
"Just your foot?"
"Yes"
"Well...we have this MRI machine that only do your foot - you don't have to go all the way in the machine...would that be okay with you?"
"Yes".
I'm tired of all of it already.
crutch fail
I thought it would start feeling better, but it didn't.
At home, I hop around. It's really noisy, but my foot doesn't really hurt so bad if it doesn't touch anything.
Yesterday was wheelchair. To the movies, to La Lupe, to the Rite Aid. All with help.
Today is crutches, mostly for not wanting to be that wheelchair girl on SEPTA and elevators.
What a mistake. I'm so bad at it, even after studying the diagrams and written instructions from the ER. I had to go 1/2 block from my house to the bus stop, then 1/2 block from the bus stop to my work. Total of 1 block. In this block, four pedestrians asked if I needed help, and one bus driver pulled over and asked if she could take me anywhere. I also had to stop to rest like ten times. I'm hopeless/so worn out.
This afternoon, a specialist. And maybe a walking cast? Fingers crossed.
At home, I hop around. It's really noisy, but my foot doesn't really hurt so bad if it doesn't touch anything.
Yesterday was wheelchair. To the movies, to La Lupe, to the Rite Aid. All with help.
Today is crutches, mostly for not wanting to be that wheelchair girl on SEPTA and elevators.
What a mistake. I'm so bad at it, even after studying the diagrams and written instructions from the ER. I had to go 1/2 block from my house to the bus stop, then 1/2 block from the bus stop to my work. Total of 1 block. In this block, four pedestrians asked if I needed help, and one bus driver pulled over and asked if she could take me anywhere. I also had to stop to rest like ten times. I'm hopeless/so worn out.
This afternoon, a specialist. And maybe a walking cast? Fingers crossed.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
4+ of J
Some of us went up to my family's cottage in Honeoye, NY for the 4th of July. As expected, it was all boats, and bonfires, fireworks, and everything (and, a few more pictures on Flickr).
When we were leaving I fell. I got a puffy foot, and after some expert (jokes) consult, decided to wait it out overnight to see if it would get better. It didn't.
Yesterday it looked like this, and spent a lot of time with new docs, making bets with x-ray techs, and procuring ice packs. Diagnosis? A "probably broken" foot. Seeing more specialists this week.
(Imagine this, a little puffier, and now it's blue).
The good news is, I have the day off, and Marilyn's gonna push me to the movies in a wheelchair.
When we were leaving I fell. I got a puffy foot, and after some expert (jokes) consult, decided to wait it out overnight to see if it would get better. It didn't.
Yesterday it looked like this, and spent a lot of time with new docs, making bets with x-ray techs, and procuring ice packs. Diagnosis? A "probably broken" foot. Seeing more specialists this week.
(Imagine this, a little puffier, and now it's blue).
The good news is, I have the day off, and Marilyn's gonna push me to the movies in a wheelchair.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
escape plan
Yesterday was too much too soon, but took a long nap and got up in time for the late show - Public Enemies. You know, Johnny Depp?
It was pretty good. Any movie that can talk you into rooting for the bad guy has merit. There was maybe a little too much chase/shooting/bleeding out scenes for my taste, but I liked it despite, and didn't even realize how long it was (a major feat for me, concerning middle-of-the-night movies).
So there's this one part, where, to illustrate just how notorious Mr John Dillenger is, where they're at the movies, and his face comes on the screen, and they turn the lights up at the theatre and tell everyone to look left, look right, see if he's there. He doesn't get seen, because he's with his pals. Then! Someone in our theatre gets arrested! IRL! What? It's true. Police, flashlights, finger pointing, yelling about witnesses. Then we all watched the rest of the movie.
Best part: actual police in movie theatre apprehending someone
Worst part: the synopsis that they put at the end of some biography movies. They only told us what happened to two characters, and both were booooring.
It was pretty good. Any movie that can talk you into rooting for the bad guy has merit. There was maybe a little too much chase/shooting/bleeding out scenes for my taste, but I liked it despite, and didn't even realize how long it was (a major feat for me, concerning middle-of-the-night movies).
So there's this one part, where, to illustrate just how notorious Mr John Dillenger is, where they're at the movies, and his face comes on the screen, and they turn the lights up at the theatre and tell everyone to look left, look right, see if he's there. He doesn't get seen, because he's with his pals. Then! Someone in our theatre gets arrested! IRL! What? It's true. Police, flashlights, finger pointing, yelling about witnesses. Then we all watched the rest of the movie.
Best part: actual police in movie theatre apprehending someone
Worst part: the synopsis that they put at the end of some biography movies. They only told us what happened to two characters, and both were booooring.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
like ice is cold
I've been making lately, but only a little bit. Here's a teaser:
And, starting last night, I'm going to try out painting clothes I want. You know, instead of buying them. Tiny paintings.
Also, while we're getting crafty, I have about a hundred (not really, but enough) sets of prints from the 50 states project that happened almost TWO YEARS AGO.
If you don't know about it, go to Flickr and peruse. Our friends, and friends of friends, are good print-makers/photographers. It was a really fun project - 50 people made 50 5x7(ish) prints, based on a state, then everyone was supposed to come get their set, one of each.
I have lots still, in my basement, and I am not moving with them. So, if you never got yours, or, if you like states, or art, or need to build a fake portfolio to get into art school - this is your chance. Let me know, and I will get them to you. I need your address, or you can come pick them up at my house.
I also have 5 12x12 2009 calendars based on the same concept. They're really nice, but the year is half over. You could have one of those too.
And, starting last night, I'm going to try out painting clothes I want. You know, instead of buying them. Tiny paintings.
Also, while we're getting crafty, I have about a hundred (not really, but enough) sets of prints from the 50 states project that happened almost TWO YEARS AGO.
If you don't know about it, go to Flickr and peruse. Our friends, and friends of friends, are good print-makers/photographers. It was a really fun project - 50 people made 50 5x7(ish) prints, based on a state, then everyone was supposed to come get their set, one of each.
I have lots still, in my basement, and I am not moving with them. So, if you never got yours, or, if you like states, or art, or need to build a fake portfolio to get into art school - this is your chance. Let me know, and I will get them to you. I need your address, or you can come pick them up at my house.
I also have 5 12x12 2009 calendars based on the same concept. They're really nice, but the year is half over. You could have one of those too.
it's been fun
Today is July 1st. The first day of the second to last month that we'll be living in this house. Marilyn and I are excited.
The bad news is that I have to break up with our landlord. Some of you know Jerry, and know that he likes us a lot. Brings us bottles of wine, stops by just to chat, calls us if we left the window open(?). Anyway, I'm pretty bad at confrontation, so I'm just going to slip a note in with our rent, and give it to his parents (who live on the corner). Who don't speak English.
Why am I the worst scaredy cat?
Anyway, get over Beulah. We already have. Get pumped for the new hood: pony murals, an outdoor bar, something M is calling a "bumble bee garden", etc.
The bad news is that I have to break up with our landlord. Some of you know Jerry, and know that he likes us a lot. Brings us bottles of wine, stops by just to chat, calls us if we left the window open(?). Anyway, I'm pretty bad at confrontation, so I'm just going to slip a note in with our rent, and give it to his parents (who live on the corner). Who don't speak English.
Why am I the worst scaredy cat?
Anyway, get over Beulah. We already have. Get pumped for the new hood: pony murals, an outdoor bar, something M is calling a "bumble bee garden", etc.
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