hippybngstockng: (happy)
I want to thank everyone who sent me birthday wishes yesterday, and who came out for sushi with me too. It was a lovely day all day long! <3
hippybngstockng: (dead)
I hereby rename this month Sicktember. There is no end to The Sick. :P

...the one thing I hate most about living in a college town.
hippybngstockng: (Evil Laugh)
From this morning's store meeting- "[livejournal.com profile] hippybngstockng is our Service Star of the week for what she did in the Designer PVC aisle" *chuckle* it just sounded so dirty....

but really it's not nearly as dirty as it sounds, except with real dirt... It means I came in on a Sunday I was not originally scheduled and spent 8 hours unpacking and putting out about half a truck's worth of friggin Christmas wreaths and garlands. Got covered in glitter, fake snow, and tiny scratches for my troubles, ask [livejournal.com profile] butterbee who got to admire the damage first hand. In hind sight I wish I had taken a photo of my glittery green feet at the end of the day. Damn straight I should be Service Star of the week for what I did in the god damn Designer Not Sexy PVC aisle... That shit hurt.
hippybngstockng: (Sexy Bongstockings)
Still not much with the posting lately. Have lots to say, but not a lot of words to say it with that don't sound..... I dunno....

SO have some pictures! :P

...in which the cute continues, the mystery is revealed, and the author shows a little leg.... )
hippybngstockng: (knitting is sexy)
Unless of course that man sends me a sexy pink shirt that makes me feel like a Knitting SUPERHERO

THAT man, he can get me to wear pink...


Jul. 14th, 2009 06:53 pm
hippybngstockng: (My Tract)
I was having a really good monday, complete with delicious sushi lunch with my beloved [livejournal.com profile] uniquecrash5, and my wonderful and hot friends [livejournal.com profile] butterbee and [livejournal.com profile] pundigrion, followed by a lovely visit with [livejournal.com profile] bonemadgirl2 and [livejournal.com profile] skysonofmich, and was about to finally do something with this big bowl of sour cherries I'd bought when the inevitable happened- Either the sushi (always a risk factor, since hello raw!) or the possibly slightly past good cherries managed to come back to haunt me. I am more on the side of the cherries than sushi for some rather graphic reasons, and timing things, but I will spare you the details. I puked. Lots. All night long.

I felt extra awful because of all the moments I woke Crash up, either just by existing, or by needing his help, but he claims to always be happy to help me, especially if it keeps me out of the ER, which this time it did. Food poisoning does not always result in the puking cycle, thankfully, so I managed to stop on my own.

Of course I slept through large chunks of the day, but it was still wonderful because when I called work at 6:15, the really adorable girl who is a minor manager assured me that she could happily do my job, and that she really hoped I felt better, and that she didn't want me to worry even a little. Awww.... Then, awesome people like [livejournal.com profile] moonlight_mile and [livejournal.com profile] butterbee both rang up to check on me when they had not heard or seen me in the usual places, and offered me help too. I have very sweet friends.

And now I think I am going to down more G (gatorade relabelled) to round out my fabulous 'alphabettios' dinner with applesauce, and then see if I still need to pass out more. Tomorrow is another day! :)
hippybngstockng: (What now? from pureglasscup)
Question of the day: My brain has eaten the name of this one particular decorating show I used to watch on cable... The basic premise is that people with hoarding problems offer themselves over to some decorating/organisational guru types who can help them empty out a room or two in their homes, go through all their useless crap with them, force them (sometimes with actual force) to have a yard sale, all the while totally redecorating their old spaces and making them sane again for usually as little money as they could manage (i.e. LOTS of Ikea and LOTS of paint) PLEASE help me remember the name of this show? (ETA: Yay fans of CLEAN SWEEP! Thank you for your help in kick starting my brain!)

Random "tell me how to live" of the day- What colour should I dye my hair next?

I am on the fence about it, except for the fact that I don't think I have the mental energy and stamina to bleach myself, or the budget to pay someone to do it right. I am also trying to put off my next haircut as long as possible, so my tendency to go back to something dark is starting to be stronger.... But what? Red? Blood red? Purple/Red? Black? You've seen me... At least most of you have, at least in pictures.... What's your favourite hippy-hair flavour?


Jul. 11th, 2009 09:04 am
hippybngstockng: (Cover Your Shame)
Dear World of Gamer Geeks (Who Can Code)-

There is really no nethack for the crackberry???!! WTFSRSLY!! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? I am somewhat shocked by this disappointing lack of geeky thoroughness of the geek masses.... I thought you guys cared!

For shame....

hippybngstockng: (lucky)
Funny thing happened to [livejournal.com profile] uniquecrash5 when he was on the phone with me, on his way to my work to drop off my phone which I'd forgotten- While sitting at a complete standstill, he was basically side-rammed by a kid in a white pick-up truck. No one was hurt, except our car.

The reason it's funny is because of where we got hit- Other than the noise, the only things wrong with my car were a tiny rust spot that was starting on the lower left corner of my hood, and a rather significant bent corner at the lower right point of my passenger door where the ice in the winter had gotten so thick, it literally bent the corner back when I tried to open the door one day. The kid hit us basically right smack in between these two problems. The kid is a 17 year old, whose dad just so happens to own a wholesale car business, WITH A BODY SHOP. So rather than have this all show up on everyone's insurance, kid's dad happily begged us to let him fix all the damage on our car (new fender, plus some damage to the passenger door which won't open), AND also that stupid bent corner, AND my stupid rust spot! They're even going to give me a bug deflector to hide the patch on the hood! All because we're being such sweeties and not reporting his son, thus raising his car insurance to stupidly high levels because he has two more teenage boys besides this one.

Best car accident EVAR.

The extra bonus funny- They also gave us a loaner car while they are fixing ours, which means I have a rather enormous SUV for the weekend, so if anyone needs any help moving something large, please do give us a call!! :D


Jul. 3rd, 2009 01:37 pm
hippybngstockng: (Mommy Blues)
Rather surprising thing happened to me last night- I had spent the bulk of the day feeling wretched about the whole failure to book time off thing, despite Crash assuring me that he had talked to my mom about it, and it was supposedly all good. I know the level of disappointment my mother is capable of, and the type of guilt I tend to feel as a result is automatic, even if it's not good or logical for me to feel it. When I know I've done wrong, I can't help but go there, and yeah, I was there. I spent a very nice afternoon with the very nummy [livejournal.com profile] thistleblue and she helped me let go of a lot of it, so when I got home I had mostly returned to a semi-normal state. I had to sleep for a while, which was fine because Crash was still working well into the evening, so in the end I woke up again only for a couple more hours, mostly just to fetch him from work. During the time I was on my way to get him, my mom called. I almost didn't pick up the phone from a big re-wash of guilt that came over me instantly, but I did, and I am glad I did.

For the first time in my entire life, I think, my mom asked me in a completely calm and unprompted fashion, and quite sincerely, to not beat myself up over the mistake. She actually used the words 'don't beat yourself up over it'. Yes. My mom.

I will take a moment for those of you who actually know my mom to collect yourselves, as I imagine some jaws need a bit of dusting from their floor encounters.

...And the best part? I really have stopped beating myself up over it. I'm done. I am glad I get an extra couple days off, even though I do miss K as well.

Then today it just got better, when she called me again, this time checking on whether Crash was going to be heading out any time soon, and I had to inform her of the various work explosions he's got going on that are going to have him working an entire day there on only about 4 hours of sleep, and that it would just be patently unsafe to let him go today. She not only agreed immediately, but again insisted we not feel guilty, just put me on the phone with K who was having a bit of a sad day. He really loathes talking on the phone, but did try to listen to me for several moments before pushing it away, but I think I managed to convey that we would see him soon and that he is loved and missed. He has been having a great time while he's there, but I imagine it's getting a bit old now too, and he really does want to know where the hell we went, so I am glad Crash will be with him tomorrow at the very least. And I might get a little time with Crash finally, before he passes out and I have to force myself to go to bed early on a Friday night so I can work at the butt crack of dawn because I'm an idiot, but an idiot that is well loved.

...in the words of my adopted home town- It's all good, no worries.
hippybngstockng: (Loser)
Like an idiot, I forgot to book the weekend of the 4th off at work, and also forgot to ask the other girl who does my job to switch with me, which means while J drives down to Ohio to hang out and have 4th of July fun with my family, I will be up here, working... like an idiot.

It's either that or quit with no notice, which would be doubly idiotic, so yeah...
hippybngstockng: (vibrating)
Having sexy coffee at 1842 with the very sexy [livejournal.com profile] butterbee, plotting world domination with sidewalk chalk. Rainy days are nice but hard to come up with fun things to do once you've already plundered the dollarama. Did you ever have one of those days when random heartbroken strangers will stop your conversation to complain about their life to you? We are.

I am actually really enjoying my kid-free week so far.

Crash came back from Ohio late last night, after spending the weekend at Origins in Columbus. I didn't really have time to miss him because I've been either sleeping or nagging the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] butterbee to drag anyone over to her place who would come for a last minute party. Then last night, the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] thricebedamned came over to distract me while I was being post-alcohol-mopey waiting for Crash. I love distractions that leave bruises!

Looking forward to a kid-free Canada day. Still trying to decide whether to go to the munch or just find other fun things to do. What is everyone else getting up to? Sadly our kid free week sort of ends on Friday, since then we are heading to the US on the 4th to retrieve our boy, and to go to the blues concert that my uncle organises in my mom's town.

Back to my coffee, now we've been joined by the lovely [livejournal.com profile] mylostmarbles as she is waiting for [livejournal.com profile] macman47 to come back from a meeting. So how is everyone's summer going so far?
hippybngstockng: (Ready for eBay)
So I had this excellent and common idea to take us all out to ye olde golden arches and kiddie containment unit play place, just to escape the oppressive heat....

Except then K decided it would be a good idea to try to ruin a bunch of his toys in the sink like he knows he's not supposed to, so I am less inclined to reward him with chicken nugget and fun.

Except it's SO FUCKING HOT I still want to be anywhere but here...

This lead us to speculate on the need for a restaurant that offers your children the opposite of reward... Crash: "Liver n Onions Palace" Me: "Painfully Boring Math Lecture Dinner Theater"....

Oh how I wish there was such a place right now. It's bloody hot.
hippybngstockng: (Trek dorks!!)
Thanks to an excellent recommendation from [livejournal.com profile] joncanuck we got our car fixed mostly today. We opted to wait on the exhaust issue because effectively it's just a really bad noise, and would be costly, so we're going to see if we can get it done cheaper somehow before committing. But the good news is I can now turn both right AND left without it groaning like a teenage boy who's just been asked to re-mow the lawn because the mowing rows are not all lined up with the trees... Now it just sounds like a horny teenage boy driving down the street in his muscle car!
hippybngstockng: (Oh Punch!)
Can anyone local recommend a good mechanic?
hippybngstockng: (Yipe)
because something she said today made me think of this video, and because we can all use a good laugh on Tuesdays...

Having another awesome day, including visits with amazing friends and plots for fun things to do while my kid is away!
hippybngstockng: (happy)
Today was an unexpectedly wonderful day to be me. :D
hippybngstockng: (knitting)
Hand knitting my first sock, and am about to start my first heel. Question for the masses: Reinforced (slip, knit, slip knit), or flat (stockinette, yo)? Which do you prefer and why?
hippybngstockng: (What now? from pureglasscup)
Specifically yoinked from [livejournal.com profile] mapsorguitars "Online journals are little filters that we each see every one else's lives through, the parts others choose to share with us. That said, we all think we are close, but really we seldom know *a lot* about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.

And as an extra bonus feature for those who might want to ask crazy stuff, I am screening the responses, which can be anonymous (though I might unscreen those for context, since it becomes my right if you keep your identity secret, eh?) in case you are shy and don't want to ask publicly in a public post.
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