Nancymarie’s House

The final comic for Tail Feather is Sunday, June 1st. It would be nice if anyone commented about it. Essentially, Tail Feather is “complete” even though it wasn’t a serial. I’m somewhat disappointed that I drew, wrote and published a web comic just for myself. These things shouldn’t bother me anymore, but they do. :/

In 5 days, the insurance check goes through and it’s new bed time, after paying for the funeral. I feel the frame we chose will be sold.

Stiletto Diaries seems to be more and more about Twitter than normal blogging. Sad.

Where did those 30 views come from?

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Yesterday, 99 views. Today, 129 views.

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We decided on the linens (lol) we are gong to get for the new bed. Levi Strauss makes sheets, pillowcases and a comforter that we really like for both the color (dark blue) and the softness. The backup set of sheets is from T-shirt material. It’s warm to sleep on during the cold winter nights.

Empath got off work early today and suggested a road trip to close-by areas of the island. I’ve only ever seen the city we live in, so I looked forward to some sightseeing. I wasn’t expecting animals like I would in Iowa. We saw 3 icebergs in the coves and many forests. I brought the camera, but didn’t take any pictures. I saw a street and a few garbage bins with my maiden name on them.

I’ve been giving thought to stopping updating Tail Feather. I’m not interested in writing it anymore. I still get ideas and drawing it is not a problem. I do have a small readership; I mean, I can’t account for 20 hits a day on my own! I think I want to move on and do something else. Tail Feather isn’t how I pictured it. I certainly expected to draw it by hand and not use stick figures.

I was doing a link whoring session this afternoon and found a cute blog, Starting Over at 24. Basically it’s about So@24’s life after breaking up with his girlfriend of 6 years and trying to get back into the dating scene. Even though So@24 is a guy, I see some of myself in him (being the buddy and not the lover) and his crazy Janice is eerily like my gaming blog stalker, whom I will dub KC.

Fourteen days until the check clears! My body is protesting the bed with aches and pains, probably exaggerated though. I lay in bed and think of how comfy and soft the 5 inch pillow top cushioning will be.

I forgot to mention that Empath plumped down the money for a VIP pass on The Bob and Tom Show web site. We’ve missed 7 years of funniness and music, but catching up is going great. We’ve been listening to the live show every weekday morning and a rebroadcast that evening for when Empath has to work at 9a. If Bob and Tom have someone I really want to see, I watch the livecam. So far, I’ve seen Chick pick his ear with a pencil and a pair of glasses.

ION: I’ve stopped reading Journey to the Darkside, padme and Master Anakin’s sex blog. Why? TBH, it’s become repetitively boring and I keep doing a psych profile on padme (why she gets off on getting hurt and I mean getting punched, not spanked). A small reason is I’ve gotten really uncomfortable with her calling Anakin “daddy”. I know that “daddy” isn’t bad to say, but she’s meaning it in the parental sense as Anakin has replaced her biological father. Maybe the death of my father has something to do with it.

Empath came home tonight and told me someone walked into the cooler and walked out with 2 cooked lobsters. The lobsters were for a pick-up order and are about $8 – $10 a pound. I’d guess the average lobster is around 3 pounds, so someone five-finger discounted $60 of food. They got caught on security cameras though. I smell a firing this week.

The insurance check came in the mail Thursday. We rushed to the bank to deposit it and made it just before the bank closed. The teller said it would take 15 days to clear it since it’s from a “foreign” country. Sneaky Americans; you can’t trust ‘em! XD I asked if she could allow us access to $100 just to get us through to Empath’s next payday. She nicely gave us the odd bit of cash ($700+) as available funds, but insisted the rest would have to be held. Only 3 weeks until a new bed! Whoooo hooooo!!!!!!!!!

I’ve been thinking about the wild things we could do with the money. Things like a big dental visit and new glasses for me. My teeth rot just thinking about food, lol. We’re keeping in mind about bill paying, but a married couple can have their dreams, can’t they?

This is how stupid my MIL (mother-in-law) is. She and FIL (father-in-law, can you see the pattern?) went to the grocery store. FIL lugs in the bags and mentions the bag of bread. He didn’t buy it and Mil didn’t buy it, so why do they have it? The person before them in the check-out left a bag of bread and the IL picked it up by mistake. Empath and I, looking at this as free bread, asked what kind (Wonder) and offered to take it off their hands. MIL comes downstairs a few hours later and says she putting the bread on top of the fridge. I go out to get it and growl. MIL hid the “hot” bread behind 2 cereal boxes and a box of saltines, you know, in case the cops bust in with a warrant for this “stolen” bread.

I tell Empath this. If MIL is so worried about having bread she didn’t pay for and if the person who actually bought the bread was concerned about it enough to return to the grocery to get what they forgot, why the hell didn’t she take the damned bread back to the store? She acts like it’s some sort of theft.

A preface explaining things about my Dad’s estate. Dad had life insurance and we 4 kids are getting a payout from it. None of us are happy that Dad’s dead just so we can have money, but the money is welcome. We’ve all got debt collectors, child support, overdue bills, back rent, etc. waiting to pounce on us whenever we get a hint of cash. My sister, M, and I have been talking about what to do with the money. Of course, we’re going foursies for paying the funeral/burial costs and Dad’s bills plus upkeep for the house until it can be sold. M is planning on fixing up her bathroom, like putting in a tub/shower that doesn’t leak. I am wanting to buy a new bed and pay off bills.

Emapth and I went comparison bed shopping yesterday. We stopped into a mattress store which sold, funnily, just mattresses. The guy is super informative about what we should be looking for such as high coil count (we’re both fat), what that puffy bit on top of mattresses is about (padding for comfort) and that he hasn’t had anyone fall asleep on him. The next shop is too fru-fru. If you watch Trading Spaces, it’s a store for Hildy. Last shop is Leon’s which is a furnishing store with bed sets, appliances, dinette sets and recliners. We found 2 fuzzy, ultra soft rockers that were yummy.

With the beds, we found a mattress and frame we like. Empath is a bed flopper, so a low footboard or no footboard is best. I think we can fit a queen size with room on either side for us to get in and out of bed. Our current bed is a full (slightly bigger than double) and the frame is a 3/4 frame – the foot of the bed has no support. The mattress is $1599 and the frame is $599. Leon’s delivers free in the city (my the city), so yayness! ^_^ I ran by the kitchen appliances and picked out the fridge, baby deep freezer and stove I want should we win the Lotto649 or be blessed with a Big Bag O’ Money from the Money Fairy.

I’m waiting for the insurance check to come, then we can buy the bed and probably sleep better. Empath thinks a new bed will do wonders for his arthritis (knees and hips). I’m looking forward to not having to wake up with a bloody elbow from a poky spring.

Empath and I were out shopping today. We paid some bills, bought some miniatures and a d20 (my Mom’s Day pressie) and decided to hit the mall for lunch. Big mistake there. The parking lot by the food court is packed, but we drive around in the hopes of finding a spot or someone leaving. We stop behind a guy who is obviously waiting for someone to leave (guy has turn indicator on). The car backs out of the spot and the guy pulls in. Empath slowly moves forward only to be stuck behind the stupid bitch who had just left that spot and is now parked. Empath tries to go around her, but a line of 4 cars is approaching and he waits. He’s rightfully pissed off and lays on the horn. The stupid bitch wakes up and drives-

- 20 feet ahead and parks again.

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I’m screaming as we pass her (my window is down btw), “If you’re going to sit there you should’ve just stayed in the fucking parking spot you stunned bitch!” Both of us were majorly pissed off over this road retard. Empath truly believes people should have to take a hands-on driving test each time they renew their driving license. We ended up at Dairy Queen. He ordered an Ultimate basket (burger + fries + drink), a plain burger (for me) and a Brownie waffle sundae (for both of us). Food calms us down.

I’m wondering if it would be a good idea to openly admit this blog is mine on my gaming blog. Apparently, I have a good readership there, but I don’t want to alienate anyone from that blog because of this one. I kept them separate because they are so opposite each other. When I go searching for gaming blogs, I don’t want to be deluged with IRL stuff, too. I suppose I’m too picky.

I’ve written some stuff in this blog that will piss off a few people. Though I haven’t named names, if you’re the person involved, you know it’s about you. I don’t want to have another episode like this one. Well, there you go. You know now my mysterious gaming blog.

Though I don’t understand why or how, the whole idea of pulling my blogs together stems from this hunger to read currently running through me. I’ve dug around several hundred blogs on the lookout for anything to assuage – holy fucking shit, this itch on my sole is driving me bonkers! Ahhh a book corner…… mmmmm

Where was I? Oh yeah the need to read. Man there are a shitload of tag whores on the internet! Tag whores – people who put common tags on their posts/blogs/videos in order to get readership. You see it way too much on YouTube.

Well, now that I’ve written my desires down, they’ve sort of dissipated. Go figure. I read 26 blogs not my own. Only 3 aren’t updated due to Real Life issues or a lost password. I read many sex blogs because, tbh, they’re interesting. Journey to the Darkside is getting somewhat cyclic; padme has fun and sex, gets depressed and PMS, acts like a whiny brat and then gets beat up by Anankin, her master. That freaking slide show on the sidebar is pissing me off royally. It only loads when I’m looking at the page and it slows tabbing down because the page only loads when I’m looking at it (thanks to that slide show widget). Before this turns into a post all about the shit people have to cram into their blog sidebars, let me sign off.

Laundry beckons.

Did you know keyboards have mute buttons?

I didn’t.

Accidentally hit mine and the sound from my game scared the crap out of me.

Excuse me while I go get some clean panties.

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I signed up for Twitter without realizing beforehand that it isn’t compatible with WordPress. Meh, not the stupidest thing I’ve done, but it’s pretty worthless in my book. Oh and Twitter doesn’t work with any of my other blogs either, so I can’t just stick it somewhere else.

I’m wondering if I’m starting early menopause. I get chills; I mean really fucking *cold*, every day at 1.30 in the afternoon. I doesn’t matter if I’m wearing a lined parka or nothing at all. The outside weather doesn’t seem to matter, either; I’m cold when the apartment is buried in snow or the sun is beating down.

The sound isn’t fixed on the computer yet. Most of the time, it’s not a problem, but if I want to watch a YouTube vid or play some music, I’m royally fucked.