Ankimo, meet Bucky

Ankimo is post surgery. They are talking about keeping her one more day, till Saturday. :/ She had three teeth taken out, one her lower canine, now she will have an overhang fang like Bucky in Get Fuzzy.

I'm not keen on them keeping her two days, the teeth removal was an extra $90 with pain meds at around $30. PLus the initial $200 for this. Meh.

Poor kitty.

kitty kitty

I dropped Ankimo off at the vet today with the usual mournful cries. My heart just aches every time I do this. But it's for her health, right? It's the dentist today. She's had stinky breath for awhile, and he noted when she was in sick that her teeth really needed a cleaning. So she's there now. I'd lie to say I'm not nervous. I had to sign all these waivers and things, and the shadow of my LJ friend whose cat didn't make it through a dental visit looms heavy. I'm trying to be practical though. While she's out I agreed to putting one of those scanning chips in. We do let the cats out and if she ever got lost, it would be nice to have her info tucked away even if she lost her collar, etc.

But I'm still feeling very nervous. She won't come home until tomorrow, so it will be a lonely night at the foot of my side of the bed tonight. Stay safe, little Ankimo, you will have shiny clean teeth and I will see you tomorrow. I love you, fuzzybutt, even if you did make me look like a multiple knife accident/suicide attempt this morning as I tried to get you in the carrier.


I'm living a blessed life right now. Most of my worries are ones that I make for myself, not something thrust upon me. A lot of friends are having hard times, some are low on money, some have been in and out of hospitals and pain for weeks, their entire future uncertain. Some are lonely. And I sit here worrying about if I will have to work if I have a kid in a year or two. I've got gameplans, the goal is to not do the commuting 9-5 I do now, and have done. Maybe I'd miss it. Maybe not. The letting go of that income is scary. I would do other things, of course, to make money, be it website building at home, or something else. I'm a retard for getting stressed over it when we aren't even going to try for a kid for a year! I'm a nut. What's wrong with me? I have very little to worry over right now, and I should appreciate that more, instead of making my own trouble. I hope my friends in pain/financially muddy paths/lonely spaces find their ways to sunshine.

So I feel like a pompous ass when I talk about what's going well. I don't want to shove what happens to me in anyone's face. Before I had a house, folks with house problems that I read about, I read with envy. Oh, to have such luxurious issues! I didn't feel they were crowing or anything, their life has their trials and situations, different than mine but still relevant and valid, but when they got REALLY bent out of shape over their new double doors that they installed not being the right color or something on their front walkway, I did sometimes have a "bitch, please" thought go through the synapses. So tell me if I ever make you think "bitch, please!" This isn't even leading up to a problem. It's just hard to talk about things going on when I know others are in different spaces and would love to have some of these types of issues. We've all been on both sides of the fence, I guess, all sides of the fortune wheel. I had my days where I endlessly played backgammon on a homemade board with checker pieces from my childhood because DLJ and I had no money to do anything else. And we are where we are now because we made a large decision, uprooted our entire lives and moved from all our friends with hopes of making our lives better. And we did. So while I don't apologize for having my great job, excellent salary, and wonderful new home with a small core of new precious friends, and the ability to still share stories with those back in CA…I'm aware that I am blessed right now. That's really all I can say.

So, with all that crap out there, onwards!
We've got another contractor in the house this morning, measuring the downstairs bathroom. It's got brown/yellow linoleum, stained-wood towelholders, a bright tomato sauce red formica cabinet sink, and a white distressed mirror over the sink. Oh, and the shower has a drain in the wall, which comes from the wet bar. Pour the end of your Manhattan down the drain, and it's on the shower floor. *boggle* It looks like the Porky's shower scene.

DLJ is staying home a little to wait for them, he hurt his back last night so it's perhaps good he has a shorter work day today, so that he doesn't sit in a chair all day exacerbating things. The contractor is measuring the floor, and will return soon, meaning the next week or so, to rip out the old linoleum and put down new, yummy tile. We chose a very wide tile, 12" x 12" that warmly matches with the paint, bought in the Great Paint Haul back in July (where is that $200 rebate? Wonder how long those take). Before they arrive, the sink and cabinet from hell will be gone, and we will replace it with a pedestal sink. The towelholder is already gone, the distressed mirror won't be distressed for much longer. Instead of white walls, baby poo brown linoleum and tomato sauce red squares of blinding nightmare, there will be pale but warm yellow walls, golden-grey tile, and a diminutive cream colored sink. The drain in the shower, however, is staying put.

Our couch/bed should show up sometime in early November for the guestroom. The rediculous but oh so cool wall lights I bought at Dania are backordered, it would be nice to have them by Thanksgiving, but I can manage if they aren't. No one is going to sit in there anyway, until we have more than one couch in there.

That's the news, it's time to work. I hope DLJ's back feels a little better. Aren't we the cute married couple, throwing out various parts of our bodies. I could at least stand when I hurt myself. I had to help lift him off the floor last night. Oof. But he's standing and walking now, and seemed to sleep ok last night.


Headed into work with my "Sunrise" single on repeat…poetically as the sun rose. It's one of those great days, those Duran record release days. "Astronaut" is here! I always get the warm fuzzies every few years when this happens, and always hope it's not the last one. MMM. First album with all original five members since Arena in 1984. It's a good, good day.


my double-vinyl copy of Duran Duran's Astronaut showed up Friday, along with the CD single. The CD version should be enroute. I couldn't resist the vinyl! I am weak!

bubbly experiment

This one was part of a "newbie" challenge in a glass forum I am on, to just see how to mess with glass. It's badly shaped, I tried to even it out but the bubbles started to pop on the surface, so I had to leave it. Which is ok, this type of bead is not stable and I would never give one to anyone, it will eventally crack. But it was fun to watch! Looks like soda!
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Fizzy Lifting Bead

Older bead

This is an oldie but goodie from the first lampworking I did at Bullseye. I just love this one. All the frustrations of gloppy glass and soot marks were worth it to have made this. I will never lose it, my first "good bead." In my opinion anyway!

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Sea Waves

First leaves

Not bad. Overall the things I made weren't so pretty this weekend. It's all learning though. I might be trying to go too fast, but I'm not sure. I tried to make my first flowers, but I only put two on the bead. Tried to balance the sides without but maybe I overbalanced. Hm. Stuff to bring to the glass forum to discuss.

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Two leaves. Not bad. someday will be SO much better.


I need to write lots about today and friends and the Apple and Pear Festival at the Portland Nursery, but we need to go get pizza dough to make homemade pizza…well, almost, if the dough is raw. ;) I make some beads but today was not an "on" day, I need to learn to stop letting my right hand creep up the mandrel, next thing I know it's getting hot! I made two leaves, eh, got better at some things but overall, probably didn't make anything I want to use. I did make a necklace out of last week's work though, so overall…it was a learning day.
Pizza and wine! Woo!


Ok, so a piece of chocolate cake at 8 am wasn't such a good idea. Hello, heartburn!

I am glad to see the rain. Now I won't have to water this weekend, but it is time to mulch and start thinking about protecting the roses in containers. Next spring I want to plant them all in the yard.

I love my yard.
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I hope it looks this good next spring, sans roses in clay pots.
This photo is from right before we owned the house, the ivy is still by the deck, that's all gone now.

I am looking forward to a weekend with many friends, fun, food and love. And glass!