In your satin tights, fighting for your rights...

and the old red, white and bluuuuue....Wonder Woman...


Your favorite show..
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melantha
Emails from my parents! (I would like to add that I have proof this predates Sh*t My Father Says)..this is from March.


Dad: My first Grandson, Master Liam Stuart Roberts Esquire, (pronounced Lee-am by the way) was born about an hour ago 21:00 + a few on March 17th in the year of our Lord 2010. He weighed 8 pounds 5 ounces (slot redfish size) and is said to be remarkably handsome.

I am aware that Michelle worked some and I am also aware that George contributed but the salient point is that I started the whole thing over thirty years ago so...... who's amazing here!

Mom: Excuse me, but shouldn't that be OUR grandson? I do somewhat remember you "starting" it all, but who actually gave birth to our Michi? And now she has given us another Stuart? I wonder if she's ready for that? :-)

Dad: If memory serves I was in labor for eight hours when she was finally born. Remember? It was at the end of my shift on the flight line. So ... And next, Jan is also a boy's name but she didn't pick that one did she? OH DOG EL!!!! You got told.

Mom: You forget. Diana (our VERY FIRST grandchild) is named Diana Lee, after ME (Janice Lee) and then Claire is named after Missy (Clarissa Ann, after Marissa Ann) who was actually named after my mother, Patricia Ann. So I think I have you beat, two grandkids to one!!! Hahahahaha! Sorry to tell you, it’s been a secret conspiracy with Michelle all along…

Dad: Jan's a big fat liar! Michelle, is there some reason why there are no photos? Tuckered out are ya? Maybe George's shutter finger is broken? Is that it?

Mom: What’s a shutter?

Dad: It's something I get whenever I talk to you. HA!
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obey
melantha
Because I was saving them, I've got another short one.

It's like a wolf pack culling the weak from the herd..Collapse )
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obey
melantha
Okay, I know it's been a while...three kids and college are killing me, but here's another installment in EMAILS FROM MY PARENTS!

My dad owes royalties to the person who invented the word Dork..Collapse )
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melantha
I didn't think I would have another of these so soon, but here ya go. Another installment in Emails From My Parents.


(preface: my whole family, about a dozen of us, had been arguing over stamps. It's a long story. We thought we were done til my cousin restarted it to me..)

Jeff: It appears I have your goat! But, I am married to a Puerto Rican so, it might end up on a spit.

Dad: Did I not give a direct order that this thread is dead. The next person to tag this line is going to get a visit from me. I'll stay for two days and I'll wear nothing but underwear and a tank top and I'll drink beer and eat gassy foods.

Mom: Ok, that cinched it for me! I won't send any more messages!

Dad: I'd comb my back hair for you.

Mom: Oh if only you had been that romantic when we were married......

Mike: Wow. You know; I never thought I would have to learn any of the Stuart-Jan details. Now here we are... You never know what is going to happen next...

Dad: Well, in the first place she's a liar. I was way romantic. I can think of several occasions when I didn't even beat the snot out of her even when she clearly had it coming. But no she didn't tell people about the good stuff did she. No. No she didn't.

Me: This is my punishment, isn’t it. Just because I like to mock you incessantly and point out your many, many flaws. This is how you get back at me. I’ll remember this, you know! I have custody of your grandkids!

Mom: M, please don't interrupt your father when he is hallucinating. He can't help it, poor thing.
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melantha
Oh, Hasbro, you let Sommers, Beattie, and Elliot bend you over and violate you.

Knowing is half the battle...or is that three-quarters? Oh, man, I'm bad with math....CUT FOR MAJOR SPOILERS!Collapse )

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obey
melantha
Had to post this to get it out of my inbox. If you've never read an email exchange between my parents, just use the tag to look at the old ones.


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Dad: OK here’s the “Eyes of a Killer” I promised. (pic of my brother in Afghanistan)

Mom: Do you have any more pics of Matt that actually show his face?

Dad: I know what your next question is and the answer is no. You may not have any pictures of me......... And especially not naked ones........ for free.
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obey
melantha
So, I'm more than a little ticked that I can no longer access my Facebook account. A lot of people are all about "We won't ever pay for FB!" and they have all these groups dedicated to it. I've never joined those, even though I've gotten tons of invitations. And THIS is why. You know, if you never pay for a service, you can't expect that they will pay actual people to help you troubleshoot. So....I may have to recreate an account in the next few weeks, which will piss me off, since I don't think I can duplicate all the people I've luckily managed to find. And P.S. let me know if someone has messaged you from my account in the last two days, since it wouldn't have been me. I don't know that it's been hacked but I have a sneaking suspicion.

I've been sleeping far too much since I graduated, which tells me I was probably a bit worn out from this last semester. But I really need to get things done...I am supposed to leave Friday to drive up to Virginia and meet kyrielslight so we can work at the Maryland Fairy Fest or whatever the dang thing is called (I can't ever get it straight). Which means I still have some costuming to make. I'm just chilling here for a little bit first.

I started on Small Favor and Batman has Turncoat, so I should have some Harry Dresden goodness for a little bit longer. That's one thing that is awesome...being able to read again.

The house continues to be a struggle. The septic tank failed inspection, mostly because there isn't one. This, despite the fact that four years ago, it apparently was inspected and was fine. It's like the Case of the Mysterious Disappearing Septic Tank. One of two things has happened...one, the cesspool we found instead is just an old system and the septic tank is somewhere we haven't found yet, or, more likely though I hate to say it, the inspector was bought and lied about the tank so the owner could get a VA loan. We have the original inspection paperwork now, detailing the size and everything of this mythical tank, just not where it is and now the inspection company is not returning calls and so on. The seller has hired a lawyer to look into it, but we are faced with the decision...pay to put the tank in, and tack that onto the sale price? We really really want this house. It's literally our dream place. The tank would be somewhere between another 10 to 15K, which would put the price at about 210K, which we can still afford.....so, I think we may do it. Our realtor is like, walk away, there are other houses, but frankly, we looked at thirty just while we were there, and this was the best one by far. Batman and I decided that if anything else came up, that would be walk away time, but we're going to go with this I think. Argh...

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obey
melantha
Any of my peeps recall the Pirates Guild website? I lost it when I changed comps. I'm pretty sure all the guilds were on one page....I have my membership card but it doesn't have the site.

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obey
melantha
I'm graduating today with my next degree, and loving the freedom that hopefully will last until I start the next degree program at UConn. I'm in that first day stage where I suddenly want to get so much done and yet I really just need some sleep. Two of my grades are posted, both A's (one in Biology, which I was most worried about at the start of the semester but didn't towards the end). I'm waiting a bit more breathlessly for MacroEcon and for my communications class. I know I passed both with no problems, but I'm wondering how on the fence I am between an A and a B. I should get an A in both from how I felt coming out of the finals, but...eh. Everything is weighed differently.

Still getting these weird headaches, which makes me wonder if it's allergies or I have an ear infection.

I was in Atlanta for AnachroCon last weekend, and even I was surprised at how much fun I had. First off, attending anything with Justin (redforkempire) is pretty fun, just because he gets a lot of attention and it's amusing to watch. But we had discussed it beforehand and figured it might be a small con and we'd really just be going to hang out with our friends from Outland (Lindsey, Nicole, Danny, Laura and Ryan). That and promote the Red Fork Empire, of course. And the con started very slow, with perhaps a dozen or so people.

Yet it picked up very fast, and turned out pretty damn amazing! We both made a lot of new friends there (hey, we're friendly people!) and never had much of a dull moment. I'd only hung out with the Outland gang a tiny bit before, and this time I was able to actually talk to everyone and get to know them. I also met Justin's friends Austin and Megan, who were a trip, and then Nick, who is Lindsey's friend; Charles and the other Justin, Rando, Shane, etc, etc. Overall, a ridiculously fun con for being a small, one-day thing. We ended up staying out with everyone until about 3 a.m., before crashing in the hotel. The costumes were something else, too. I was pretty happy with mine, although I was missing something I wanted for my skirt, but no one seemed to notice. There were a few downsides, mostly from lack of space: it was pretty hot in some rooms, since we were all in major costumes, and there was not as much as I would like in the dealer's room (plus, severe lack of space to even look!). But dinner was great, and I was able to have it with some great friends. It ended up making me sad the next day, knowing it would be a while before I got to hang with everyone in person again.

Sunday Justin wasn't feeling well, so we hung out at the hotel until about 2, when he started to feel normal again. At that point, we headed up to the Georgia Ren Faire, to see who was out and about. I was so tired from the day previous that I had been itching to just wear street clothes, but Justin dressed up. I made it about a hundred yards from my car before the massive urge to put on costuming overcame me, so I went back and changed. I didn't have all my garb (a bunch, including my favorite hat, was packed accidentally by the movers) but I made do. Then I bought myself a new bodice because I had been looking for ages and never found anything I liked until then. Course, now I have to make a new skirt to match it. Figures.

We saw a few people from the day before, like Charles again, and we watched a few shows. I was there to shop; Justin was there to walk around and watch me shop, and we accomplished both things pretty well, I would say. After that, it was Cracker Barrel for dinner and then I had to drive back here to Brunswick, five long hours. I got back at 1 a.m. then got up at 6 a.m. to head to the 8 a.m. MacroEcon final....thus the worry about A or B. Nah, I did fine, I know it.




It's been two weeks since Chrissi died. Being so far away from the other military wives means I haven't really spoken with anyone about it, besides on Facebook or through emails. One memorial was in Hawaii, on our old base, and the other was in Chrissi's home in Everett, Washington. Both were too far for me to travel, and it weighed on me some. I know that the others were there as much as possible, but it still feels very surreal to me. I tend to think about her a lot over the course of the day, but I don't mention it to people around me because I'd rather not retell it over and over to people who didn't know her. Not that I...don't want to share, I guess? It's confusing. Chrissi was such a sweetheart, and of course I like to tell people that, but when you tell someone your good friend died, they get to only hear the bad, not the good. It also makes you think about yourself. She was two years younger than me, and like me, had two kids. (I wrote 'has' first and had to delete it. I hate that. She still has them, they're hers, you know?) I worry about the kids too. I can't help it. Anyway, I miss her. I wish she hadn't died.

I have to go. I thought I was done crying for now, but I guess not. I just miss her.

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obey
melantha
As usual, I think I will do an update, but instead I start writing about something completely different. Which I think you all prefer anyway.

Having a laptop certainly makes this a lot easier, as evidenced by the fact I just got my laptop back and now I am updating, lol. Anyway, I have this gap of time between getting off work at 2 and picking up the eldest child at 3:15. I tried to go to the post office before realizing that despite putting the box I needed to mail right by the front door, I still managed to forget it at home. I mailed off one letter, which felt a bit silly, walking into the Post Office and asking for one stamp.


I decide to finally review the new Wonder Woman animated DVD, SPOILER HEAVYCollapse )


Family stuff now..Collapse )

Alright, I am tired, I'll post more some other time.

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