I went with my father to his work this morning cause I needed to get some stuff printed off & Mom lets me use her printer at his office for my printing work. When we got home around 1pm I came into the living room to see Shiloh trying to tear apart something cream colored. I didn’t think to much of it when I saw what my mother was doing. My mother was crocheting with my cotton that I had bought to make my pouch. When I asked what she was making she informed me that she didn’t like my Granny Square, so she took it apart & she was crocheting it again. WHAT!!!!!!!!!! That was two weeks worth of work that she undid in four hours. I sat down on the footstool in shock & anger. That is when I started paying attention to what Shiloh was tearing apart. It was Jessica’s present. I was furious. I asked Mom how he got got the piece. She said that he had been up in my chair that morning. I asked why she didn’t make him get down. She said that she didn’t feel that it was her place. HER PLACE! He is her dog. Shiloh ripped the present apart & I have to start all over. My father is trying very hard to keep the peace between Mom & I. I have no bloody idea what the hell she was thinking. She ruined my crochet & let Shiloh ruin Jessica’s present. I am just so pissed that I have needed all day to calm down.

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Once I get finished with Melly’s Cats I will start working on Bub’s Wedding Present. I have charted two different designs & need some help decided which one. So if you will not tell or show Bubs I will give you the password & you can help me decide. I really need your help with this. Please help me.

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I have to have a break, so you all get an entry. Lots & lots of photos again. I promise after April 15^th I will be back to giving you worded entries also. Photos are just quicker right now since I am only home for half a day.

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Adorable Animals — Every where else it is Furry Fridays, I give you Adorable Animals (or at least when I can get the pics taken, lol).

Sunbunz going crazy over getting petted. This cat is crazy. If you are outside she thinks you have to pet her. She will stand on anything to be within reach of your hands. Then she will purr so loud that you think the vibrations would knock her off whatever she is standing on. I have a video of her rubbing & purring, but I haven’t figured out how to put on Amarantine yet. She is the most lovable cat I have ever seen.

This, of course, is my baby. MacIntosh Corwin Termaine! I spent 15 minutes trying to get him to look at me so I could take the picture, lol. He isn’t very photo-loving. He may be the biggest love ever, but he doesn’t like to have his pic taken, lol. A couple of minutes before this he was playing with Candi, or in his mind trying to figuratively tear her ear off, lol. They never hurt each other. Though it sounds like they are actually are trying killing each other.

My Crocheting

You see that? That is why I never get to finish my projects. Mom always finds the completed items before I get finished. So you guessed it, I am not working on the hand warmers anymore. These work even better. So I guess I will just have to use my beautiful yarn for something else. Luckily, I already have a wonderful idea of what to use the yarn for. So far so good. Hopefully, I will actually be able to keep it fresh & actually complete the idea, lol.

The new idea is to make a 17 x 17 inch pouch that will hold my QSnap frames (the hoops that hold my stitching). Or, at least, that is the current plan. I am making the crochet squares in the pattern of granny squares (my favorite), that are four clusters, one chain, & two chain in the corners *for Jessica*. Granny Squares crochet up real quick for me so I am hoping I can keep my interest in them for the length it takes to make the pouch. I have already bought the fabric (a pale pink) to line it with.

The So-So Big News

Yeah, that is a wedding band on my left hand. Now before you all start giggle & singing the wedding song. Or get mad cause I didn’t invite you or tell you. I DID NOT GET MARRIED! OK? It is simply my way of trying to get the crazy males to stop bugging the *bleep* out of me. If I had any interest in dating any of them then I would show interest in their flirting. I am not interested but they can’t seem to get that through their head. So Jock came up with this. He isn’t dating either & he still wears his band (he is divorced) & no one brothers him so he suggested one for me. So far it is working wonders. Yeah, I know a little extreme, but I told myself when I was 18 if I hadn’t gotten married by 30 I wasn’t going to anyway. Well, I turn 29 this year, so I am just doing it a little early. Hmm…should make a post about my old goals & explain my weirdness. Might be interesting.

So that is it for my free day. Ta-ta for now. Hopefully I will manage to squeeze in a few more of these before the 15^th of April. Which reminds me if you live in the US.
DO YOUR TAXES PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Instead of writing up paragraphs telling you all what has been going on, I am just going to make a list. Hopefully, this will explain where I have been & where I will be at for the time being. It may be after April 15¹⁵ before I can get back into the full swing of the internet blogging. I will just have to wait & see what my body will allow me to do, ok?

• Desi fell off the school’s jungle gym & sprained her shoulder & wrist. She is doing better, but Jock needed to have help around the house with her so I had to stay with them for a couple of days.
• Ashling (one of Desi’s friends) parent’s are splitting due to spouse & child abuse & the mother & Ashling are sheltering at Desi’s Grandmother’s house.
• Dad’s office is getting a booming business so I have been down there almost everyday helping (not working) in any way that I can. Even if it is just reading off names to mother as she processes the tax returns.
• My body has decided that since I fell down that it hates me & just sends me into one pain filled day after another. So some days I haven’t been up to doing anything besides cross stitch of lay in bed all day. Plus though my ankle is doing better, it still hasn’t healed all the way so I have to hobble around.
• My seizures are acting up again. So I am also getting slammed with more of those every day. I know it is just the stress of Tax Season, but until after April 15 there is nothing that is going to ease it.
• Here is the big one: My parents can’t stop fighting. If they would would just stop the screaming & fighting I swear my stress levels may just settle down & I may be able to get a handle on things. Can I leave? No. Can I tone them out? No. They drag me into it. No matter how many times I tell them no.
• I am the research department (joking) for my father (that is how I earn my magazines & xstitch supplies). So if he wants something done online I usually do it for him. At the moment, I have about 75 things to look up. The problem is he doesn’t know where to even start to look for them. Every day I have to listen to him gripe me out cause I haven’t found them all for him. Not to mention the fact that I am also supposed to help mom with the household chores & help her with processing the tax returns, work on my cross stitch commissions, & last but not least fill my other responsibilities that are too numerous to count here.

Those above reasons are why I haven’t been online very much where you all can find me. I try to pop in to the BBS boards, but I am not there very often. Even now I am typing this on the fly. I have to get dressed & run out the door. I am so tired & I hurt so bad today I can’t even think straight. My mother doesn’t know what to do. She understands, but she doesn’t know how to help. The pain killers from the doc don’t work. Aw well, my life is pain & it has been that way since 1991. Anyhoo, If I have the time tonight when I get home, I have a surprise for you all. I have pictures for the BBS board, but Melissa has to see them first.

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to blog real soon. My ankle is better, just having a few real world issues that are preventing me from spending as much time online as I want. I will be back soon.

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I went with my mother to her work yesterday. Well, she works as a secretary for our local Church. Well, I have enough problems walking with my seizures & pain so we take the elevator. Well, the Church elevator has something wrong with it & if you don’t watch it the two floors don’t meet & so there is usually a step up or down the elevator shaft. Well, when we were leaving work the stupid elevator didn’t meet & there was about a foot to a foot & a half. I have this horrible memory problem due to my seizures & whatever the doctors can not find in my head. So I forgot all about the elevator problem. Well, I fell down the foot to a foot & a half to the bottom of the elevator floor. So now I have a badly sprained right ankle (which my parents are worried might be fractured), a contusion on my left knee & shin, a banged up right wrist, a forehead & nose that looks like some one hit it with a baseball bat & my left shoulder & upper arm feels like it has been hit by a sledgehammer. Well, my wrist hurts so much I can’t stitch. I can’t sleep because of the pain. I am going crazy. My parents are telling me that if it doesn’t get better soon I will be making a trip to the hospital. That is not going to be fun.

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Just returned from Family Medical Urgent Care in Republic where I got 5 X-Rays plus a prescription for some strong ass pain killers. Found out that it isn’t broken just a really bad sprain. The shocking thing is that it only cost $149 for the whole thing. If I had gone to the bloody emergency room it would have been in the thousands. So I have to stay off of the ankle for the next seven days & baby it. I am so happy that it isn’t broken. I was so worried.

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