I never quite understood the term Mary Sue… perhaps to some extent I still don’t. Still, after some research and clues… I think my most beloved character is a Mary Sue. Oh well. I love her to death and the story was mainly written to keep myself sane during my trying adolescence. Still, poor Fool… I am semi-crushed. And I am semi-joking in that statement.

Haircut Day went without a hitch. I did need to buy a new watch, got some face wash from Clinique and some body care supplies, though. I never spent so much on myself in one day before. It made me feel guilty. But, since I am reaching a quarter of a century by the end of the year I figure I need to start caring about my body a bit more. Thus, face cleanser with clarifying lotion and moisturizer it is.
I also stopped by Bath and Body Works just to check it out for myself once. I’ve been there before to buy things for my sister and soon to be sister-in-law but never really cared to go in for myself. So I picked out a fragrance that interested me, got some feedback from Mom to know if it suited and then bought various lotions. I admit, they moisturize my skin amazingly.
As for the need part, the wrist watch has become a necessity since I got my first one back in middle school. This is the third watch I’ve ever owned and perhaps the most expensive. My previous watch had needed batteries so Dad and I stopped at Wal-Mart to have the batteries replaced. No one was at the jewelry counter though.
After waiting for a pretty long while we gave up and decided to look for batteries that went with my watch. Wally-World had none, so we stopped by CVS. They had none either. Finally we tried Walgreens and they did have the battery needed. So, getting home Dad tries to replace the battery. It was all good and fine until he tried to get the back on again. In the end he broke the Quartz crystal on the face.
I borrowed a watch my mom never wore, but it needed batteries, too. So we headed back to Wally-World to see if anyone was at the counter this time. There was, but she couldn’t replace the battery because it wasn’t a Wal-Mart brand. Bah. So with her supervision Dad replaced it without breaking it. Sadly a day later the watch went ka-put.
So, since we were going on our haircut expedition we went watch hunting. We tried every store but couldn’t really find anything in my style except this one vendor. The watch was reminiscent to my first one, only it was a different brand. Costly, but I got it anyway. Based on my Dad’s knowledge of the brand and the fact that it is water resistant, hopefully it will last me a long time like my first watch had.
The next big day was two days later on a Sunday. Though my eldest brother’s birthday was in the middle of the week, we celebrated it during the weekend. It wasn’t much, really, but our family has always been pretty casual about these things. He and his fiancée arrived around one I believe.
There was chatting, talk about the wedding and so forth. His presents were some nice shirts since the ones he usually wears are kind of ratty. I couldn’t stay up for the whole visit though. I was struck with the chills and had been tired all morning. So once the talking went into areas of little interest to me, I headed off to my room and slept.
I woke up again around four and began cleaning up the kitchen. For lunch everyone had sandwiches, cheese and crackers. I had pretty much skipped lunch. Eventually my brother and his fiancée had to leave. Farewells were said and things settled back to regular routine. I did some laundry, cooked myself from pasta and don’t remember much about the rest of the night.
Labor Day Mom and I took an extra yoga class that week since she had off. It was okay. Not the best class we ever had, but it was okay. It was also the biggest class we ever attended too.  As for the rest of the week, it was pretty routine.
This week, again pretty much normal. I’ve been pretty tired recently though and during the evenings I have been coloring and drawing a bit. I finished coloring a picture I started a while ago. Again, it is my wrist that tends to inhibit me from finishing a picture any time soon anymore. I believe it takes me about a quarter of a year or longer to really finish a picture. After that I began coloring an old piece I did on the first day on my freshman year in high school. It took to nights to get most of it done, but I stopped because my wrist finally had it.
After that, my artistic muse still wouldn’t die, though. So, I drew something yesterday night. It is inked and in the beginning stages of being colored, but the marker I was using died on me. This is likely a good thing, else I likely would have really hurt my wrist again. I ordered a replacement marker with a few others last night though. Still, even if I get them soon I will leave the picture on hiatus until my wrist feels okay again.
Last night I couldn’t sleep well and ended up finally falling asleep around six. I had to wake again at ten because my dad came home so I could get my flu shot. We waited there for a while, finally I got my shot and then we stopped by a small grocery store to pick up a couple of things. He dropped me off at home again and I decided to start my chores. I managed to get almost everything I usually needed to get done on Wednesdays finished minus the vacuuming. Simply put, I was too tired and went to sleep around two in the afternoon I believe. I didn’t wake again until seven.
I felt a bit tired physically around ten, so I decided to try to fall asleep again. Yeah right. After three hours I finally decided to get up and started writing this. My body still feels tired and slightly achy though. Well boo hoo for me.
Well, for the rest of the month there is still that podiatrist appointment and the dentist appointment was moved to October. Other than that… I guess everything is on its usual track.

Well, my sister arrived Saturday morning around seven. Earlier in the week it was assumed that my brother and father were going to go to where she lived to help her get ready for her trip this coming week. My sister being who she is, changed this at the last minute. We were expecting her to come around noon as well.. Well, she crashed in the guest room. I guess my washing the bed coverings, cases and so forth was of use.
I woke up two hours after that. I ate breakfast, did some chores and took a shower. The day was pretty normal for a Saturday minus the lack of going out for a walk. Mom’s back had been bothering her a great deal so it was decided that we would skip walking this weekend. It seemed fine enough a plan since my sister would be here.
Dad and I went grocery shopping around ten and got back around eleven. After putting up the groceries I ate lunch and admittedly I cannot recall what went on after that. I possibly took a nap. Well, I know I was up again around four. My sister was up an about, I’m pretty sure my brother stopped in soon after as well and I got to doing some chores.
Making a quick dinner of ramen noodles I mainly kept to myself and stayed in my room the rest of the evening. Around nine my sister decided to go to the grocery store to grab something – likely food related items. She asked if I needed anything and if I would like o go. I declined. It was nine at night and I was preoccupied.
My decision was sound. My sister called the house a while later. She had gone to the store, gathered her things and it wound up she forgot her wallet. Dad had to fetch it, drive over there and save her. Yep, I am glad I didn’t go.
The rest of the night was pretty normal. Well, I stayed up quite late, but I could get away with it since I wasn’t going out walking in the morning. Also, I slept a good deal during the day so it was inevitable. I’d leave my room at times to do chores and I’d see my sister either dosing or watching something on her computer. I eventually went to sleep around four that morning.
I woke again around one P.M. Sunday. To my surprise my sister was still here. She was still asleep even. Well, I just did my usual… ate, did some chores and pretty soon my sister woke as well. She took a shower, Mom made herself lunch and pretty much breakfast for my sister. I sampled it, but I knew it wasn’t my thing anyway. It was a good thing I had eaten an hour before.
Anyway, my sister’s time had come. Her car had been checked out, my dad bout her new tires… It was time for her to leave. She left around two to three thirty. All she had left to do was get her things ready for tomorrow and say goodbye to her friends. She of course does this by partying and staying out until four in the morning. Dad was not pleased.
Monday morning around eleven my sister finally left for her long road trip to Virginia. She should have left at eight for good timing, but she’s my sister. She does things her way. This rather angered my dad and he tends to take this stuff out on Mom. Mom of course confided in me. We have a system. Fortunately after driving all day and into the night she made it was starting point A to point B safely. Dad even called her up to make amends later that night. Now she had two more days of driving after that.
Mom also went to see the chiropractor again. They took x-rays and did things to help alleviate her problems. She came back admittedly feeling a difference and got some answers. Now it is the slow progress of helping her get over one hurdle in order to reach the smaller ones.
Tuesday, I chipped a decent amount of my left front tooth off around noon time. I had finished eating and was flossing my teeth. I’ve had a small chip on the edge of it for a while, but it never really gave me problems other than snagging floss at times. Well, it really snagged some this time. Fibers were lodged so I used some more floss to get those free. Well, it certainly got them free… took off a nice chunk too. To my fortune it hasn’t caused sensitivity or anything. I just know if it stays like this for too long I’ll likely irritated my tooth or the gum line near it because my tongue is just drawn to it like mad.
Well, something will be done about it soon. My mom made an appointment for me with the dentist. It will be tomorrow afternoon at one thirty. Along with that my Dad’s birthday is to be celebrated. We got him the cards and his gift a while back as mentioned. It seems Mom completely forgot, too. I checked the calendar and it was confirmed. So I got out the stuff and handed her the cards. Her reaction said all. Well, the cards are signed and enveloped. With his sunglasses, they are safely resting on his desk to be discovered tomorrow morning. Other than those two things, I’m pretty sure tomorrow will be the usual.
Also, out of the blue, I must mention my sister again. Tuesday she made it to point C and today she made it to final point D mid afternoon. Dad should sleep better tonight and hopefully my sister will get some much deserved sleep as well.
So…
As for Friday and the weekend everything should be the usual… well, minus the Chakra class Mom and I will be going to on Sunday. Then on next Friday we’ll go on our haircut expedition. Oh, joy.
I still have no idea when my brother is going to come down for his birthday though… Mom said she emailed him about that a couple of times now but he hasn’t answered back. If she got any reply recently it slipped her mind to tell me.
Anything else? Well, my mom called the podiatrist to talk about getting her orthodic leveled with a cork padding again. That is one factor to her back problems. Well, the doctor wanted us to come in for a check up, so I’m reeled into that now too. That will occur later in September on the twenty-seventh.
Then on the thirtieth mom and I will have our teeth cleaned at the dentist.
That is all for this month and the coming month  from what I know so far.

My sister is coming over tomorrow. The indecisive bugger she is, this visit has been flip-flopped around a couple of times. First she’s coming, then she isn’t, now she’s coming again. Of course the final decision is last minute.
This visit is all to get her ready for her long trip to Virginia. To see us and give goodbyes seems to be an added bonus, since before her final decision my dad and brother were going to visit her. From what I know, all of this is about getting her car ready… inspect it, get it new tires and so forth.
My dad will likely buy the tires. He’ll also likely buy all the gas when they are on the road together – yes, Dad is going with her. Well, hopefully buying my own clothes and such for the wedding will ease that a bit… doubtful. My expenses wouldn’t leave a dent I’m sure.
Mom woke me up this morning to tell me all of this. I’ll need to tidy the guest/sewing/cat room up more than usual just in case my sister stays the night. She’s allergic to animals so hello washing bed covers. I’ll try to get some dusting in as well.
I’m not quite sure when we’ll be doing groceries though… Maybe we’ll go this evening opposed to tomorrow. Who knows?
I guess it is also a good thing that my mom is taking a break from walking this weekend since when my sister comes along “so much goes on” and she can be energy draining for us introverts. I think she is actually the only extrovert in this immediate family…
Mom is taking the break from walking because her hip has been acting up big time lately. She even went to see and doctor about it yesterday. They did electrotherapy or something like that. I’m not too sure, but it had something to do with that. She said she felt better after the procedure though and she’ll be seeing the doctor again on Mondays. It isn’t certain if this will be a long term thing or if the Monday appointments will dwindle in time, but good luck to her.
Anything else? Nothing comes to mind. Okay!
I just felt like getting this out. Whoo.

Definitely not the charm. Fortunately I always was more of a seven or thirteen kind of person. The first third time dealt with a ruler. My dad borrowed my shatter-proof plastic ruler maybe a month or two ago without returning it. Well, since I hadn’t been drawing anything that required it, I didn’t hound him about returning it. Apparently I should have. The dog – I am assuming my mom’s chocolate lab – got a hold of it and though it was shatter-proof, it was not chew proof. It was still in one piece upon my discovering of it. Sadly it was chewed up well enough to make the edges no longer straight as well as make sure the ruler couldn’t stay flat on a surface.
Well, last week I went to the grocery store with my dad on Saturday as usual. I couldn’t find any shatter-proof rulers, but I did find rulers and got one that was blue – favorite color. It made it to the cart and made it out of the cart… sadly it made its way out of the cart before we got to the checkout so it was never bought or brought home. Well, later on that day I had to go with my mom on errand running. I found some shatter-proof rulers at Walgreen’s. There were mainly orange, yellow and pink ones – colors I have little care for. Therefore, I looked to see if they had any blue or at least green. Their were some… in the very back of the pole they were filed on. So, I patiently took the rulers out to get to the blue one and then put all the rulers back. I placed the ruler in the cart… it too never made it to the checkout, much less home.
Well, the next day my mom had to go back to Walgreen’s due to an unfulfilled prescription. Dad got me two rulers. They were orange and yellow – my least favorite colors. I would have even settled for the pink. Seeing them, my mom even knew I’d dislike the colors. She didn’t say anything because my dad is easily insulted and would make a fuss. On the bright side… I got two rulers opposed to one and as long as they serve their purpose… the colors shouldn’t matter. Still… two times blue and in the end orange and yellow. Meh.
The other situation is more serious. As said, I’ve been going to yoga classes as my mom’s “moral support” once a week. Well, this week I attended my third class. It was kind of fun for once when it came to the communication level. I’m apparently very flexible. Sadly, my left ankle and wrist are very sensitive, weak areas. Well, Wednesday, they certainly acted up. That night I decided to wear one of my light braces on my arm and the foot brace on my leg. Thursday they began to act up again a great deal by night time… so I tried out my second level arm brace and kept the foot brace on. Friday – today – my neck and upper back had a kink in it, my wrist was still less than wonderful and so was my ankle. I moved to the heavy duty wrist brace, kept on the foot brace and stayed in bed most of the day after doing the chores in order to relax my muscles as much as possible.
They still bothered me when we went out to eat so when we got home I just rested on my bed again for about two hours. Occasionally I massaged my arm muscles, my ankle and tried to relax my shoulders. Eventually, when I felt I got my body as relaxed as I could by doing that, I joined my mom to watch television. There I used the heating pad – something I had used the past three nights.
Mom and I found the scar tissue of the ligament I sprained back in 2007, so I pulverized (massaged) the area as much as I could. Mom also suggested doing a heat and cooling combination on it… so for a while I had an ice pack and then would turn to heat and back again. I got impatient with it after an hour and half and resorted to heating and my own massaging again.
Mom also helped me with my back. She found a knot there that was causing the problem for my neck and shoulder. She massaged it down and I am feeling better there now. Joy. My ankle could still be better. It is sore and I worry about the hill climbing tomorrow. Mom says i should use a wrap instead of the brace. I figure I’ll also lean my weight a bit more to the inner part of my foot tomorrow as well. Hopefully that will help avoid strain.
So yes… three things, three times the curse. Meh.
Oh, yeah… next Friday I will see Mrs. Wynn. That is all.

Oi. Let’s see… Well, After my last entry Tuesday came along and lo and behold the yoga class was that night. Mom of course sprung it on me at the last minute. There’s nothing new. Meh. Well, we got ready, went, signed papers and did the class. It was okay.
I found I’m not truly as flexible as I thought I was since my back is supposed to always be straight, but my Mom considered me very flexible. The teacher was nice and I picked up most of the moves well enough. She was impressed by my balance though. What can be said? The only yoga pose I ever really knew was The Tree and I really rather enjoyed it. It seems that despite I hadn’t done it for a while, it still hasn’t gone away.
I think my mom really came to understand what I mean about my inability to picture things in my mind, too. Around the end there is a long moment of meditation and keeping still. Mom told me during that time she envisioned the Rainbow Bridge and getting to see all her beloved pets from years past. I told her I couldn’t do that. All I could see was the backs of my eyelids, or pretty much just black.
Oddly, though, I can dream quite vividly. Colors can be amazing, views can be clear, there can be touch, smell and taste… but when I wake up, I can never imagine it again. I can’t see it in my head no matter how hard I try. I cannot recall the scents, the feelings or anything on a sensory level.  I can only remember it from a mental level… A level I cannot even quite explain to myself. Well, anyway… The class ended well enough.
The rest of the week was pretty normal. Dusting was bumped up sooner due to not doing it Monday, but other than that… pretty normal. Then Dad came home talking about a play and free tickets. Oi. Well even without my direct consent, I was apparently going anyway from what I found out last night. So much for letting me decide. Peh.
Let’s see… Saturday was pretty much the norm. I woke around eight thirty to nine, ate breakfast and stretched like mad since I was waiting on Mom for such a long time. We finally got out at nine thirty or so. We went to the park and walked her youngest dog, came back and then went on our hill walking with her older dog. During the walk I got into my religious discussions with her. It was a good talk, I believe.
After that I took a shower, did some chores and I think I took a brief nap since I didn’t sleep soundly the night before. Soon enough the time for grocery shopping came along. Dad and I got what was needed, picked up some lunch from Subway, went home, unpacked the groceries and I ate.
While eating, my Dad decided to put together a cat fountain for me. I would have rather done it myself since he doesn’t read all the directions like he is supposed to, but once he gets going, you cannot stop him. My cat tends to drink from the faucet. He’ll only drink from a simple bowl of water when desperate and it isn’t that much. Having seen cat fountain-style bowls before, I decided to look into them. Looking to the future when my eldest brother’s wedding occurs, I knew he’d be less healthy than the time we leave him come the time we return. I want him to live to twenty, damn it, so he needs to drink all the water necessary to keep his kidneys going.
Well, it was finally put together and it is working fine. With that settled, I decided to take a more official nap since evening time I’d be dragged off to see the play. I woke up an hour and a half before we’d need to leave. I ate a small dinner and then waited on my parents. My dad looked at me and asked, “You‘re wearing that?” Meh. I was dressed how I am always dressed… a tank top and a pair of jean shorts. It was going to be an outside theater during the middle of summer! I asked him, “Yes. Do you have a problem with it?” He denied, but then said the pants were fine but asked if I had a dressier shirt. Dad, you liar. Hello, eye roll.
I got up and told him I’d look. My brother was staying over for a bit and I stopped to gripe about it to him. One, Dad asks if I’d go but in truth didn’t give a damn about my opinion anyway. So now I’m going without a fuss mainly for them. Two, I found out it was an outside theater from my mom, which made the whole thing even less appealing to me, but I made no fuss and was still going without a fuss. Three, now my clothes aren’t good enough? Damn it! Isn’t it enough I’m even going out?  Hell, in the past week I’ve stepped out more than ever… Oi.
Well, we finally got going at seven fifteen. Arriving around seven thirty, we got signed it, got the tickets, saw some kids art gallery thing, then went to a kitchen area where they were giving out popcorn, cake slices and root beer floats. Mom and I settled on water and popcorn. Eventually the guy who put the thing together and such made a speech and then we all headed out to the stage where many other people were already at.
Our seats were really good, We were around the very center. We settled down, I assisted Dad with his camera since part of the reason he was there was to take photos for his job. The play then went on its way.
It was okay. The show was The Buddy Holly Story. Some of the songs I vaguely recognized and the cast was very good. Was I enthralled? No. Was I bored? Not really. Did I hate it? Nah. Did I like it? Pretty much. Admittedly I had slightly hoped that by the time the First Act was over the whole thing was over.
No such luck. At that time it was nine thirty. We had another hour. Oi.
The music was fine, the lead’s ability to sing and perform was great and some of the side characters were nice to watch. Admittedly I found myself glancing to the sky often though. Near black, the moon was going into its third quarter and the stars could be made out. It was beautiful.
Anyway, the play finally ended at ten thirty or so. There was a brief encore and soon we headed out. On our way home we talked a bit about the show… Mainly my mom and Dad, mind you. Then we got home around eleven. After seeing my parents off to bed, I just decided to go onto bed too. I’d be out walking again the next morning after all.
Well screw that. Last night was a poor night for sleeping. I think I got one or two hours at best. The rest was tossing, turning, laying – or is it lying? – dealing with needy cats and so forth. I got up at nine, ate breakfast and waited on Mom to get ready. We left at nine forty-five. Oi.
To our fortune, it seemed cooler today. Yeah, the park was hot as usual, but the hill climbing was accompanied by the faint breeze and shade from trees here and there.  Now we are back. I took a shower, dealt with the dishes and am now typing up this.
Meh. I don’t like how much more busy his year has been compared to last years. Oh, well.

Well, this shall be interesting. My mom signed us both up for yoga. Meh… I’ve never really done yoga before. I can do the tree pose well, but stopped after I hurt my ankle. The pressure screwed it up again. The class will be on Monday evenings.
Tonight of course is a no go since it is the Fourth of July. Next week will be the intended target. Oh, joy. Well, maybe it’ll be okay.
Pretty much, Mom and I haven’t been able to go walking much due to the heat. With it in the hundreds… nope, not even water is good enough to carry out the task. I’d likely keel over from dizziness. We’ll likely only do hill walking on weekends when we can go out early.
I guess I’ll start working on limbering myself up again. I’ve always been pretty flexible. I touch my feet easily when standing… sometimes even just rest my fingers against the floor for the hell of it. The same goes when on the floor, minus my hands touching it.
‘Pretty good at turning myself into a sandwich, too. What is that? Usually sitting and resting my upper body on it like a blanket. Sometimes I’ll have my legs crossed or the like. I find it feels nice for some reason.
Well, I got up around six thirty Friday morning. The night before held troubled sleep as usual. Trying to go to sleep before midnight usually is. So, yeah… little sleep.
Upon getting up I got a small bowl of cereal in me, brushed my teeth and got my things ready. Then I waited until the time to leave came around. That was 7:30.
I dozed some in the car for the sake of it and we got to Austin around 9:45, I believe. As usual we stopped to eat a “late breakfast” at Denny’s. We got our food about thirty minutes after ordering. Well, when full we headed off again. Reaching the mall at 10:30, Mom decided it was a good time to see if we could find me some “yoga clothes”.
I don’t like to wear any pants or shorts that aren’t denim or at least of that thickness… so “yoga” is loosely considered. I found a pair of Capri’s quickly enough, but Mom looked around as well leading our little expedition to be a shopping spree for her too. She got two shirts after looking around for the right fit. We finally got out of there to reach the hair salon at eleven on the dot, which is when my mom’s hair appointment started.
I left her there and looked for my dad who was at the food court. While we had been looking around for clothes, he looked about briefly for shoes. So, I soon joined him in the pursuit. We went to Sears, Macy’s and JCPenny… he found nothing he liked.
By then I had ten minutes until my hair appointment, so I went to wait and my dad went on his own way. My stylist was already there, so the wait wasn’t long. I got my hair washed, talked with my stylist about things going on and had about an inch of hair taken off all around. When it was done I paid, left a tip and went in search of my dad. I found him at the food court again, this time reading from his iPod.
We decided to see if there was an art supply store around. I had been needing some markers for the longest time, but no store where we live carries the brand. We found a Micheal’s, but they didn’t have any of the markers in gray. In fact, they only came in large colored packs. I found some white gel pens though and some artist pens I thought would be nice to try out since the pens I use are really made for writing.
After that we stopped by Barnes and Noble. Neither of us found anything, but it was a good way to kill time. We left soon enough to check on Mom since a decent amount of time had passed. She was just beginning to get her freshly cut hair dried and styled, so we had to wait ten more minutes. Dad offered to get me a drink and so we did that. Getting a Strawberry-Apple Chiller, my dad and I waited on her. He resumed his reading, I just sat there and drank.
When she was finally done, we stopped by a candle store my mom loves. She got some candles for summer and I saw a little gift-bag thing that had two small Sweet Pea candles and hand sanitizer. My sister likes the scent, so I decided to grab it for her.
With one more stop for my mom, who needed hair clips, we headed off. Though it was slightly less than four hours after was last ate, Mom wanted to eat again. By what I know of her, she needs to eat every four hours else her blood sugar drops and she gets dizzy and starts shaking. So, we ate at a soup and salad place.
Done with all that was planned, we headed home. Hearing we only found a Micheal’s, however, Mom insisted we look for a Hobby Lobby. So, due to that we got lost in town for a while… Not so much lost as, “not quite certain”. Well after a long while we finally found it and I was able to get the markers I was in search of.
Since we were off our usual course we decided to roam about the city some after that. Since the State Capitol is a tourist area, we looked at some buildings, went through the area my sister once lived at and spoke about possibilities. Those possibilities happened to be my dad wanting to take pictures of buildings and such there this summer and my mentioning of coming back for a “vacation” that consisted of walking around certain areas, checking out shops and so forth. Apparently my mom liked that idea. Huh.
Well, we finally got back to where we needed to be to get out of there so we officially left at 4:30. There was some traffic to begin with, but we got home just fine at six. Despite hat we didn’t go home directly.
After entering town, we headed for Chili’s. Dad and I weren’t hungry, but went for my brother’s sake. We usually eat out on Friday nights and Dad wanted to see my brother… so… yeah. There was waiting, drinking and talking… from what I gathered things are rather the same when it comes to my brother’s job. The food finally came then, we ate and eventually went our separate ways.
While Dad and I headed to the car we murmured we should have popped by then. He and I aren’t used to eating so much in a day. By then it was seven and we finally made it home.
If I had been lucky I could have gone to bed after that. No, my mom wanted to watch television… so we stayed up to watch television. After getting in a decent amount of shows we finally went to bed. I don’t remember the time…. Maybe it was eleven or a bit later? I likely fell asleep around twelve then.
To wake up at 6:30.
I got up, got my shoes on and my cap ready. Eating a quick, small bowl of cereal Mom and I headed out for walking.  We were done by eight, so I took a shower and caught up on a few more hours of sleep before I had to go grocery shopping. While out my dad questioned about using my new art supplies. I was not amused. The rest of Saturday is a blur from there. I’m pretty sure I watch more television with Mom that night, though.
Sunday was about the same. I woke up, ate, went out walking, did chores and slept during the afternoon since I still hadn’t recovered from Friday. Another reason was because the A/C wasn’t working properly so it was 86 degrees in the house. When it is that warm to boarding on hot… yeah… I go into cat mode and lay down. When it began to cool again I did some more chores and decided to try out the markers I got.
For a couple of hours I went back through my art to pictures I never got to finish coloring due to the gray marker I had dying on me before I could finish. I stayed up until 2:30 I believe.
So… it is now the Fourth of July. I got up at eight, put on my shoes and cap, and ate a small bowl of cereal. By the time I was finished Mom was just getting to her cereal, so I meddled on the computer a bit. We set off once she was done and got the right leash and collar for her dog out. It was an hour later than the day before.
Despite it was later in the morning, walking was rather good for me today. I usually like going before the sun has gotten up into the sky much to avoid the coming heat, but I wasn’t terribly affected by it today. In fact, I was sort of on a roll and full of energy. Maybe I have caught up on my sleep well enough.
Getting back home, I cooled down for a few minutes and played fetch with my dad’s dog. I’m his designated “fitness buddy” as far as my mom is concerned. I do it because I can and my parents like that I’m keeping him active. They like that I do it because it helps him lose weight and stay trim.
With that accomplished I did intend to take a shower, but my dad beat me to that. So, instead I tended to the dishes some and kept to my room. When he was done I of course took to it.
He left after that to get some fruit and I washed my cap since it was quite sweaty. After hanging it up to dry I came back in here to begin typing this. In the middle of this entry he returned with lunch, so I’ve been eating and typing right here. It is now almost twelve.
That is all for now. Hallelujah!

Let’s see. A friend of mine wanted an update… let us see… it has been almost two months admittedly. A lot has been lost.
Hmm… I think it was all through March, my dad was on jury duty for a whole month. Poor fellow. He had to sit there and listen to the ramblings of rich people. He survived it all, though. Interestingly enough a lawyer asked him if he played poker. My dad doesn’t. He asked the reason for the question. Apparently the lawyer couldn’t read his face at all. Either way, when it was over, my dad was relieved. Understandable.
Well, sometime in April or possibly May I started going on walks for about an hour and a half each day minus Thursdays and Fridays with my mom. That includes a lot a hill climbing. I’m in pretty good shape. My dad cannot blame my tendency to sleep a lot on lack of exercise. I know it never was about exercise anyway. First day of hill walking caused no problem except when it came to breathing.
In this whole experience I have learned I tend to have trouble breathing when I am tired, at higher leveled areas (top of hills) and when overheated. Well, those soon cleared up well enough. I take a nap before we go to avoid the tired, I’ve become a bit more accustomed to higher elevations and we don’t go out too often when it has reached beyond the eighties.
Walking has been pretty okay, but recently with the spiking temperatures down here and the long drought… we haven’t walked much this past week. It has been in the 100s lately. The 90s alone near kill me. Yep… it has been exceedingly warm all spring and hot all summer so far. Gah…
Other news… Well, during Easter holidays, we took off on a Thursday to get haircuts and visit my grandparents’ graves. On our way to the grave site, my brother called Mom. Many things were afoot at his workplace. Apparently he was called early in the morning and was asked many questions over the phone. In the end, his boss was doing some money dealings that were less than admirable. In the end, his boss resigned and my brother was considered for taking over his job.
Since then, my brother has gotten little sleep and works the entire press-room by himself… Well, okay, recently there is a second guy to help him, but my brother still gets little sleep. He is on a six month probation period when it comes to taking over the job. He’s lasted three months now and has been doing some impressive changes apparently. Financial changes, that is. All of us just hopes things tone down for him in time and hopefully there will be more hands on deck if they find more people to hire.
Another thing noted is that my eldest brother is going to get married to his fiancée by the end of this year. So, yes… there has been talk about that off and on. They will marry around the middle of November, but there are many things to plan and consider. I don’t like hearing about it. I’ve never liked weddings just like I’ve never wanted to go to funerals.
Mom is worried about the money we’ll have to spend on dressy attire, hotel bookings, kennels to keep the dogs, money for the rehearsal dinner and so forth. I really don’t want to go. I hate dressing up – dressing up leaves me feeling so naked. I hate leaving home. I hate being away from my cat. I hate being in churches. I hate crowds. Sigh. When the date gets all the closer, I’ll likely be needing to take my anxiety meds. How annoying.
Well, sometime after that in June Kyle popped up on the internet and we talked. It was nice… and then he asked a favor. As always, I replied, “It depends on the favor.” I say that because it is stupid to agree to something before you know what you are agreeing to. Sometimes people ask for favors a person just can’t do.
Well, he asked a doable one.  What did he want? He wanted to see me in real life as well as met his SO. I am of course leery of the whole thing, but that is because I am a freaking hermit. That, and the last time I ever invited anyone over to see me was when I was in… like middle school? Overall, I’m not social. I fear the awkwardness of socializing. I don’t know how to be a good host. I rarely lead a conversation. Oh, well. Kyle is one of my truest of friends. I just have a feeling that once the date is set, I’ll be taking anxiety pills until the day comes for it as well.
Anything else? Oh, yeah… Chewy, one of our cats has had surgery recently. He had a fatty tumor on his lower back earlier this year. Well, despite it is surgically removed, all of it wasn’t gotten rid of apparently. It grew back into the size of a small mouse. We assume it isn’t cancerous, but boy does he have a big cut slicing down his back. He should get his stitches out in half a week, I believe.
As for right now… My sister decided to come down on Saturday to celebrate Father’s Day with us. Yes, it is a day early, but that is because she “dislikes” our eldest brother and “hates” his fiancée. With this last minute news, Dad and I got to cleaning the night before. I was washing bed sheets, spreads and pillows since she was going to stay the night. Dad was dusting and such. Saturday morning everyone did last minute cleaning.
Well, Dad had a photo gig he had to do for work and went there around noontime. My sister met him at the show. During that time my mom and I did errands. We got back home, ate, Mom did some dusting and such and I did the dishes. Dad and my sister arrived half an hour to an hour later I think. After saying hi to her and Dad, I collapsed.
I hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before, then got up at six thirty that morning to go walking, then ate, got a shower, went grocery shopping with Dad, took a small nap, went errand shopping with Mom and got various chores done in between. Yes, I was exhausted. I woke up again around eight forty-five. In that time I watched a little television with my Mom and sister, did some chores, ate and did my own thing. I think I fell asleep again around four in the morning.
Getting up around eight today, I went out walking, fed the cats, took a shower, ate breakfast, did a few chores, helped Mom get my dad’s Father’s Day cards and gifts in order and then gave them to Dad. He seemed pleased enough. Now I am in my room. I talked with Kyle briefly, did a little web surfing and now have type up this.
Those have been the major things. In between things… Well, I have determined I am a very resentful person due to my dreams. It has been six years since I left high school and I still have dreams of the day or few days before I’m leaving. They usually end with some student-peer being mean or just plain annoying me… then, unlike in real life, I get at them. Punch, slap, smack… whatever… I do it to them.
The dream I had last night I was at a grocery store. This boy was making fun of me, so I picked up the shopping cart I had and whacked him a couple of times with it. Yep… my mom says I have a lot of unresolved resentment still lingering in my sub consciousness.
Other things going on… I finished a pencil drawing recently. I started it quite a while ago, but it required a lot of shading. It is my first officially finished piece for year 2011. Whoo, that is a long time to work on something. Well, my wrist isn’t the same as it was when I was little. Thus, not much art gets done. Oh, well.
I also slightly picked up a story I started in 2009. I only wrote about ten pages, but that is good enough. My muse died recently with all this Father’s Day, having my sister and eldest brother visit, planning stuff sha-bang going on. Meh.
Anything else?
Yes. On the first of July we have haircuts to tend to. Oh, goody.

Meh.