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I Am (Somewhat) Healed ๐Ÿ˜Œ

Yesterday I came to visit my mom and spend the night! We also went out for an early celebration of my birthday when Christopher picked me up. I had a wonderful time and my mom spoiled me so much that I really left feeling much better than when I got there! ๐Ÿ˜Š

As soon as I got there Mom gave me a snack and I began to munch and work on the next warm-up for Nazz. ๐Ÿ‘€ I had Grogu for company on this trip.

Grogu investigates the snack…

My mom made me a huge childhood treat for dinner –cheesy polenta! It’s the best.

As ever, Sweeney alternated between a desire to play and a desire to kill me. He draws blood on every visit, but he really wants to play (until he doesn’t) and he really wants to be pet (until he doesn’t.) And it’s hard to know which is which. Ever since I moved away he’s always a bit pissy to see me, I think because he misses me. But he ends up curled up next to me by the end.

At one point as I was chasing him he put his front paws in my flip-flops, one in each. It was the cutest thing and I can’t believe he stayed like that long enough for a photo!

I ate waaay too much but my first day with Mom was lovely.

The next day, my mom gave me my birthday present early!! Since I wonโ€™t see her for my actual birthday. I knew from the shape what it was. ๐Ÿ˜

ITS MY MAN

Iโ€™m turning 38. Thanks mom for humoring my immature ass. This was my first husbando ever when I was like 13 lol.

Afterwards, my mom made cheddar biscuits and mate cocido to have while we watched TV:

It was really cozy.

In the evening we went to Banchero! It purported to make true Argentinean pizza. Now, you wonโ€™t know this unless you lived and experienced it in Argentina, but Argentinean pizza is just, completely different, with the meltiest cheese, and amazing toppings. It’s the one thing I truly miss from my home country.

For twenty years, we hadnโ€™t been able to find a place that truly replicated our original experience. So my expectations were very high!

Christopher ordered a meat loverโ€™s. My mom and I ordered half morrรณn and half primavera which has EGG! And a piece of fainรก for nostalgiaโ€™s sake, and an entire bottle of wine for my mom and I. It was a very expensive meal because these pizzas cost like, $25 each. But they are 100% worth that price. Trust me. At least ours was.

I asked Christopher to hold Grogu for a photo but he was difficult about itโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ˜ 

Eventually I got Grogu to stand, although in her drunkenness, my mom was joining Christopher in his sabotaging efforts by trying to tip poor Grogu over with the pie knife:

Then she wanted to give him an olive as a peace offering:

The pizza really was as I remembered my last from 20 years ago. Met our expectations for sure! It was a big treat from my mom for my birthdayโ€ฆ definitely a costly mealโ€ฆ Authentic Argentinian pizza on the beach isnโ€™t cheap. But it was so worth it. Iโ€™m really grateful to my mom!

Side note, I love my palm sized Grogu so much, but sometimes he talks if his tummy is accidentally pressed and then someone inevitably goes โ€œwhat the hell was thatโ€ and I can either say โ€œmeโ€ or โ€œmy Grogu doll that I carry around everywhereโ€. Itโ€™s a lose-lose either way. ๐Ÿ™ƒ

New Toys ‘N Things ๐Ÿฆ–๐ŸŽˆ

I may have been getting a lot of toys and stuff lately… in my defense some of it was early gifts since my birthday is coming… ๐Ÿ˜… but it does feel like I’m posting about new toys/games/stickers like every single post lol. I may need to calm my titties a tad.

On that note… Christopher managed to get the goodies I asked for during his business trip. With his coworkers, he went all out of his way to go to the Dinosaur World gift shop for me! He got me this awesome holographic framed print. I love it so much!

The other thing I’d asked for was this raptor lamp. It’s so cute!

Today I also went to pick up my new Grogu. He is extremely adorable, perfect to carry in my bag and even be dressed up. ๐Ÿ˜ I’ll make him a bead name necklace soon.

When Christopher drove me to pick Grogu up from Target (he was a site-to-store order) he also bought me this cute game to play with Shelly this Saturday night:

I’ve actually wanted this game for years to bring to previous Little playdates. In retrospective I’m glad I didn’t get it until now.

After I got home I continued LAN prep and fed/cleaned the snail tank:

They haven’t had cucumber in over a month! It’s a big treat for them.

That’s it for this post! I’m tired…

Today’s Odds and Ends ๐ŸŒˆ

Hi everyone! ๐Ÿ‘‹ Iโ€™m still working hard on final LAN party prep. Today I went to the craft store and to do some last minute grocery shopping. I wore a very Little-feeling outfit:

I also got a good walk in, so that was nice. ๐Ÿ˜Š

Hereโ€™s some video and such of Tomoyo being her good old destructive little self:

She seemed satisfied when she was done.

Some postcards I ordered for scrapbooking arrived yesterday!

The packaging was so delightful that I honestly feel tempted to get back into Postcrossing. I was big into it a long time ago!

The store I bought this from, as you can see, is geared towards Postcrossers. So yeah. Might do that again.

They even included a tiny envelope with bonus stamps! ๐Ÿ“ฎ

I canโ€™t get enough of collecting more scrapbooking stuffโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ‘‰ ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ’ง So, uuuh, hereโ€™s some more I guessโ€ฆ

I also made a new necklace today with some stuff I got at the craft store. Iโ€™m really happy with how it turned out!

Not much else to say because Iโ€™m so busyโ€ฆ Iโ€™m sure Iโ€™ll have a lot to post about next week, though!

A Rainy Tuesday: Little Stuff + Ultrasound โ˜”๐ŸŒ

Iโ€™m not dying of breast cancer!

…YET.

So, context. You may remember I started having breast ultrasounds a year and a half ago because my doctor found a lump. That was scary. So it turned out, my breast tissue is kinda fucked up, though it’s not exactly abnormal. I have several cysts.

This isn’t uncommon, but not super normal either. One particular cyst/mass was a bit different and all the ultrasounds are to monitor it multiple times a year for two years. So far so good –today was my third. But today I was very scared.

The reason is that two months ago I began having localized pain in one of my breasts. On a very specific spot. It was bothersome and scary. I was prepared to need at a minimum a biopsy… turns out an old cyst decided to start shrinking, and that’s been causing the annoyance.

When I was told all was good today, they told me it’d been two years and I needed no more tests until 40. So when, 15 minutes later, I got a phone call telling me the doctor wanted me to return in six months, I was apprehensive.

Turns out they’d just miscalculated, and it’ll be two years in six months. So basically that’s my boob story. I’m kind of acclimated to the idea of getting some sort of cancer because I think that’s more common the longer humans manage to live. ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ So I’m careful and prepared.

(I say coolly, after pissing my pants in fear for days)

๐Ÿฑ Kitty Ramble ๐Ÿฑ

Look into the void and despair:

She was crying at me because I was leaving the house to go for my ultrasound.

I post a lot about Tomoyo (even though my favorite, my โ€œheart catโ€ is my little Rosie) because Tomoyo is the worst cat Iโ€™ve ever had, in many ways. Her health is, to put it in plain terms, generally “not great”. She almost died as a kitten, I nursed her through a particularly terrible night, lying her on my chest trying to keep her fever managed. She has asthma, and when I call her neurotic I mean that in a clinical, not in a funny way.

She has many destructive compulsions. She is very high strung, almost feral, and responded poorly to the many anxiety meds we tried. Add to her health issues (physical and mental) the fact that giving any medication to this cat is a terrible ordeal. You name it, we’ve tried it. It often ends in blood (ours) and Tomoyo’s emotional distress.

Often, decisions need to be made with our vet in regards to what meds to give and if any, along with how much to feed her (leading to her weight gain) had to be balanced with her behavior: this medicine may improve her life, but is the distress worth it? If we fed her less, she would be healthier, but so destructive that she would have had to be rehomed or put down. They are one and the same, by the way. I’m sure if I tried to rehome her, another person would put her down for serious behavioral issues. And I’ll never allow that to happen. Not unless she’s viciously attacking me, the other cats or herself.

In many ways Tomoyo has made our lives worse and more stressful. My response to this has been to shower her with love. If rehoming her meant SHE can be happier, some of her problems better managed, Iโ€™m sure I would. BUTโ€ฆ โ€ฆit doesnโ€™t. I doubt anyone else would put the time, money and patience we have put into this cat. She wonโ€™t even cuddle with you. I think anyone else might put her down. So Iโ€™ll never let her go.

I hold onto the good moments instead. Such as, after using the inhaler for a few weeks โ€”an experience that invariable ended with me bleeding and Tomoyo hiding for hoursโ€” one day she realized it helped. Now she takes deep breaths and purrs while I do it. (Though she still fights when I grab her to do this, and screams, and scratches me with her back legsโ€ฆ you have to realize this is a mild reaction for Tomoyo. That would give some idea of what a bad reaction might be.)

When she began to relax during the inhaler procedure I could have cried. When she began to fall asleep by my computer, belly-up (this cat that never feels safe enough to relax in that way) I could have, too.

I know I have to love Tomoyo on her own terms. I do my best for her. My closeness with her is directly connected to how difficult she is. But she is also a very loving cat…

Also, a chonky, neurotic, asthmatic devil incarnate.

The interruption in petting prompted an audible sigh and loud, dog-like โ€œHUFFโ€

At one point today, she saw her own butt as she left the desk corner. There is a camera pointed behind my monitor where she sleeps. I like watching her while I work. Well, she FREAKED. She thought she saw another cat (and, well, she did!) but by the time she approached the screen, the other black cat was mysteriously “gone”… lol ๐Ÿ˜…

๐ŸŒˆ Bonus Kotoko ๐ŸŒˆ

The old lady surprises us sometimes by climbing the cat tree.

After the relief of my ultrasound, I went to Dollar Tree and Five Below. I got some more things for the upcoming sleepover with my friend Shelly, some more stuff for scrapbooking, and other odds and ends.

While I was at the store Christopher messaged me so I could pick my goodies from the Dinosaur World gift shop (he’s currently at NATIA and managed to get away to do me that huge favor, since going to Dinosaur World is something that I don’t expect to happen again for years). I can’t wait to show those things off when he’s back! He got me a velociraptor lamp and a framed holographic picture.

At Five Below I spotted a wild smol-spots:

I always, always treat myself after a scary ultrasound (or blood draw/shot). For my goodies I got some Lisa Frank stickers, some animal/critter “mood” stickers, cute bird and birthday stickers, an InuYasha keychain I’ll turn into a necklace, more crayons, three mini Jurassic Park baby dinos and two greeting cards plus a pack of Alphabet flash cards with Sesame Street characters, for scrapbooking. ๐Ÿ˜Š

I got two more really big coloring books for the sleepover –I guess we have quite enough now, but I won’t post those so I can surprise my friend in case she sees this post. ๐Ÿ˜

In the afternoon I finished pressure washing the porch and putting everything back outside. I had to pressure wash the porch while it rained. Because I had all the porch stuff inside and need to clean the house tomorrow, I just had to finish today, there was no way around it. It wasn’t super fun, but it is done now.

I had a wee dinner, but it filled me up. Three little sandwiches and some baked kale chips.

I didn’t get to scrapbook today, but it was an extremely accomplished day all the same. It’s actually been a string of very fruitful days. I also just completed the daily warm-up as I wrap up this post. Time to get ready for bed. Goodnight, everyone!

Party Time! Sort Of… ๐Ÿ˜

Note: I’ve post-dated this entry because I didn’t want to be so blatant about being home alone while I was actually home alone. Christopher comes back today so now I’m okay posting about it.

Christopher left his morning on a four day business trip. It’s always the same –I’m very excited the day he leaves, excited to eat lots of garbage, go to bed really late, and maybe take an Uber to and back from a favorite store (that’s how I party). In reality, I eat UberEats once, go to bed late because I do more housework than usual, and spend my nights in terror because I hate being home alone at night. Lol.

Anyway, as usual, I asked Christopher if I could order takeout just once at some point during his business trip (he said yes) and did it literally as he was pulling out of the driveway… ๐Ÿ˜… Oops. That counts, right? He’d technically already left.

After working on art for a while, I went grocery shopping for the week (after, of course, a super indulgent “Little” outing –Goodwill and Five Below). I got my favorite, popcorn chicken, at Publix, and even had a soda with it! A real treat, so I took out the fancy china.

As if that weren’t enough I had milk and cookies for dessert… I told you I’m partying.

Part of the reason for the “Little” shopping outing was sleepover snacks. I’m having a sleepover with my new friend in the middle of the LAN. She likes gummies like me so I got a lot of those, among other stuff…

At Goodwill I found a cute Golden Book to use for scrapbooking. At Five Below I got a Grogu sticker for my water bottle, a Pound Puppies bag clip, some “affirmation cards” (very cute and positive, these are also for scrapbooking) and two coloring books for the sleepover. ๐Ÿฅฐ

Here’s the sticker on my water bottle, it looks pretty nice:

Something else you can see in the other photo is my new Mandalorian sticker set. It’s one of those Amazon sticker sets from China that have a TON of stickers… looking at them, I think a lot are stolen art. ๐Ÿ˜ฃ I should have known better. But others are… um… I don’t even know how to put it. I’m just going to share some of my favorites and also some of the most “peculiar” ones below. The rest of the 60 sticker pack was more mundane. Cute, just not unusually so, or not unusually wtf, unlike, well, some of these:

In the evening, after some housework, I tried to make kale chips. It’s maybe the third time I try. Even though they were a bit too oily and salty, I finally managed to get them nice and crispy! So I’m excited to try again in the future.

Since Christopher isn’t home I decided to let Tomoyo sleep with me. She’s usually too poorly behaved to be allowed upstairs at night. She was happy, though.

And that’s it… that was my first, indulgent day, but really one that comes before what I know will be an incredibly busy week. ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ’ฆ Goodnight, everyone!

A Gloriously Slimy Photoset ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅ•

It’s โœจ tank cleaning day โœจ! I hadn’t taken photos in a while… Tank is already clean, so now I’m just adding food.

๐ŸŒˆ Part 1: Bwoccoli ๐ŸŒˆ
๐ŸŒˆ Part 2: Wettuce, Cawwots & Bew Peppew ๐ŸŒˆ

(I have no idea why Iโ€™m typing like this)

๐ŸŒˆ Part 3: A Stroll ๐ŸŒˆ

Short lived freedom! Heโ€™s technically looking for food. Heโ€™ll start eating the second heโ€™s placed on fresh food.

๐ŸŒˆ Part 4: I dunno man, just snells. ๐ŸŒˆ
๐ŸŒˆ Part 5: “Make Sure You Get My Good Side.” ๐ŸŒˆ

“It’s okay, all my sides are good.”

๐ŸŒˆ Part 6: A General Overview ๐ŸŒˆ

Fun fact: the romaine lettuce is a minimal part of their diet. After the photos, for darkness, humidity and obviously nutrition, they get covered in dark leafy greens. ๐Ÿ˜Œ

๐ŸŒˆ Him Greet U ๐ŸŒˆ

Finally… here’s a bit of video. Many snails crunching at once make a lot of noise ๐ŸŒ ๐Ÿฅฌ ๐Ÿฅฆ ๐Ÿฅ• turn it up, you can hear them clearly!

Hope you enjoyed this overdue bit of slimy goodness.

Always With Me ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ’•

Tomoyo continues to spend her entire days in my company. She seems to relax more than she in a long time. I think she missed me a lot while we were gone…

Honestly I thought she would give me a lot of trouble going back to her daily inhaler dose but she’s still being a very good girl. Really a wonder considering how violent her reaction used to be –it often ended with me bleeding. Now she breathes the meds in and doesn’t run away scared, hiding for hours afterwards. So maybe I’m doing something right.