I spent a lovely two weeks from work, working on several of my stories, not one of my other websites got worked on during this time frame. During that time, I ended up getting sick, which I am still struggling with at the moment. I'm not sure how long I'll be working tomorrow.
I'm recording some of my VCR tapes to DVD for a friend who wants a set of some of the cartoons that I have recorded back when I only had a VCR recorder. This is going to be a late Christmas present to my friend as he likes the cartoon series that I video taped back in 1997-1998.
I know this will go beyond my bedtime of 10:30pm, but I don't mind not going to bed at my normal time of 10:30pm as this is a good thing that I'm doing for my friend as he'll love it.
Well, gotta go and make sure that I don't need to repeat an episode.
So I get to enjoy my last evening of winter vacation by watching TV.
Monday, December 30, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Long time in posting anything here.
Seriously, I totally forgot about this place.
Well, several things have happened since I had posted.
In April 8th, I started a new job. It doesn't pay much but it is a stepping stone of sorts for me to get into a better paying job.
On September 5th, I got Employee of The Month and the thing was I was totally not expecting to get such an honor from them so soon after joining their employment.
In September, my 2002 Toyota Rav4 that I had named CJ, started her death spiral and by the 18th of September, she was dying and towed to the Toyota dealership in Columbia who I had hoped would fix her completely and get her back to me. But the transmission had died on her and it would have cost me over four thousand dollars to fix her up fully. But the thing is, she cost about five thousand dollars. So my dad put in a call to the dealership to see about trading her in for a newer but used Toyota Rav4. Guess what happened? NOTHING! They never called my dad to work with us in getting me a used but new Rav4 which would be in my name and my payments that I would be paying. They didn't seem to want to work with us, at all, so I had to, very sadly, give that dealership my three finger salute and look elsewhere for a vehicle.
The good thing that came out of this was the other dealership that had originally did the deal, which I think was why the other dealership really didn't want to work with my dad because it was not their deal originally. Joe Machens Toyota in Columbia, Missouri got the three fingered salute from both my dad and me for being very cold to a possible buyer of their vehicles and guess what? In my family, we are very loyal to the dealership that we deal with in getting vehicles. Well, on September 25, 2013, I became the owner of a 2002 Black ML320 Mercedes Benz, with car payments. Yes, I now own a Mercedes Benz in my name, not my father's or my mother's name but my name. Guess what will happen in 2017, when I pay the last payment to my CJ, I will trade it in for a newer vehicle. Not a Rav4, but another Mercedes Benz, as much as I love the Rav4s', Toyota's treatment of my dad and me basically soured my taste to the Rav4s'. I have become a Mercedes Benz girl now, instead of a Toyota girl.
I named her CJ, like my first vehicle, but that was under my dad's name, this vehicle is mine in name and everything else.
During a visit to my uncle in late October, we spoke about family and Herb made mention that his own son had defriended him on Facebook. His son had defriended his own father from his Facebook account. I went to my Facebook account to see if my cousin was still my friend, only to find out that he had done the same bloody thing to me! He deleted us both as friends and a mutual friend of ours was deleted as friends. I think I know why he removed us. It was because he got a new role in the high school football team - runningback coach or because he finally got his face slapped by the facts that his own father for the last several years had finally been vindicated as Henry needed supports on his feet to help him play better. Henry finally got the support and BANG, his game improved twenty-fold to where he's an awesome football player. You would think that would prompt his son to get in contact with his dad and invite him over to the house to apologize for second guessing him. But he did a stupid thing instead, he removed members of his own blood family from his Facebook page in lue of his in-laws. Well, lets just leave it at that as he missed out on a lot of things in the Brownell side of the family. He did come to the memorial for his grandfather but that was before he decided to cut ties to the Brownell clan who were on Facebook. Oh well, that's his loss. If he wants to be friends with us again, we will hold no hard feelings as blood is thicker than water to us but if he doesn't want to be friends with his blood kin, it is no skin off our noses, he made his bed and now he must sleep in it.
I've decided to remove chapters of my original stories from the internet, as I have decided to work on getting them published either by self publishing or going the traditional route through agents and publishers. I might try to get them finished during my winter vacation from work as I usually spend my evenings working on them, if I work on them during the daytime and the evenings, I might be able to get them done to where I can send them to a beta-reader to work on editing them before I start writing the one to two page synopsis of my latest work called Warrior Princess. I also have been doing chapter readings at a local coffee cafe in Lebanon, Missouri called Simplicity Coffee, Tea, and More each Friday evening, unless there is really bad weather to where they cancel it and it is usually held around 6pm or 6:30pm as I allow a small group of singers called Walenia to play before I read a chapter of my story Warrior Princess, then I sit down and do some writing on my story if the muse decided to start singing while I am there.
I also might have asthma as this past December 10th, I went to the ER with breathing problems and I mean I was gasping for air and my chest hurt from breathing. It turned out to be bronicospasms. In other words, the tubes leading to my lungs were spasming so hard it made it hard for me to even really speak.
Well, this is a very long post, something that I hope is not going to be a regular thing. I need to head for bed since tomorrow morning is the one of two days of work for me since I start my winter vacation on December 18th to December 30th.
I will do another post soon.
Possible topics - winter driving tips or what my driving rules are.
I might do them both since both are important.
Well, several things have happened since I had posted.
In April 8th, I started a new job. It doesn't pay much but it is a stepping stone of sorts for me to get into a better paying job.
On September 5th, I got Employee of The Month and the thing was I was totally not expecting to get such an honor from them so soon after joining their employment.
In September, my 2002 Toyota Rav4 that I had named CJ, started her death spiral and by the 18th of September, she was dying and towed to the Toyota dealership in Columbia who I had hoped would fix her completely and get her back to me. But the transmission had died on her and it would have cost me over four thousand dollars to fix her up fully. But the thing is, she cost about five thousand dollars. So my dad put in a call to the dealership to see about trading her in for a newer but used Toyota Rav4. Guess what happened? NOTHING! They never called my dad to work with us in getting me a used but new Rav4 which would be in my name and my payments that I would be paying. They didn't seem to want to work with us, at all, so I had to, very sadly, give that dealership my three finger salute and look elsewhere for a vehicle.
The good thing that came out of this was the other dealership that had originally did the deal, which I think was why the other dealership really didn't want to work with my dad because it was not their deal originally. Joe Machens Toyota in Columbia, Missouri got the three fingered salute from both my dad and me for being very cold to a possible buyer of their vehicles and guess what? In my family, we are very loyal to the dealership that we deal with in getting vehicles. Well, on September 25, 2013, I became the owner of a 2002 Black ML320 Mercedes Benz, with car payments. Yes, I now own a Mercedes Benz in my name, not my father's or my mother's name but my name. Guess what will happen in 2017, when I pay the last payment to my CJ, I will trade it in for a newer vehicle. Not a Rav4, but another Mercedes Benz, as much as I love the Rav4s', Toyota's treatment of my dad and me basically soured my taste to the Rav4s'. I have become a Mercedes Benz girl now, instead of a Toyota girl.
I named her CJ, like my first vehicle, but that was under my dad's name, this vehicle is mine in name and everything else.
During a visit to my uncle in late October, we spoke about family and Herb made mention that his own son had defriended him on Facebook. His son had defriended his own father from his Facebook account. I went to my Facebook account to see if my cousin was still my friend, only to find out that he had done the same bloody thing to me! He deleted us both as friends and a mutual friend of ours was deleted as friends. I think I know why he removed us. It was because he got a new role in the high school football team - runningback coach or because he finally got his face slapped by the facts that his own father for the last several years had finally been vindicated as Henry needed supports on his feet to help him play better. Henry finally got the support and BANG, his game improved twenty-fold to where he's an awesome football player. You would think that would prompt his son to get in contact with his dad and invite him over to the house to apologize for second guessing him. But he did a stupid thing instead, he removed members of his own blood family from his Facebook page in lue of his in-laws. Well, lets just leave it at that as he missed out on a lot of things in the Brownell side of the family. He did come to the memorial for his grandfather but that was before he decided to cut ties to the Brownell clan who were on Facebook. Oh well, that's his loss. If he wants to be friends with us again, we will hold no hard feelings as blood is thicker than water to us but if he doesn't want to be friends with his blood kin, it is no skin off our noses, he made his bed and now he must sleep in it.
I've decided to remove chapters of my original stories from the internet, as I have decided to work on getting them published either by self publishing or going the traditional route through agents and publishers. I might try to get them finished during my winter vacation from work as I usually spend my evenings working on them, if I work on them during the daytime and the evenings, I might be able to get them done to where I can send them to a beta-reader to work on editing them before I start writing the one to two page synopsis of my latest work called Warrior Princess. I also have been doing chapter readings at a local coffee cafe in Lebanon, Missouri called Simplicity Coffee, Tea, and More each Friday evening, unless there is really bad weather to where they cancel it and it is usually held around 6pm or 6:30pm as I allow a small group of singers called Walenia to play before I read a chapter of my story Warrior Princess, then I sit down and do some writing on my story if the muse decided to start singing while I am there.
I also might have asthma as this past December 10th, I went to the ER with breathing problems and I mean I was gasping for air and my chest hurt from breathing. It turned out to be bronicospasms. In other words, the tubes leading to my lungs were spasming so hard it made it hard for me to even really speak.
Well, this is a very long post, something that I hope is not going to be a regular thing. I need to head for bed since tomorrow morning is the one of two days of work for me since I start my winter vacation on December 18th to December 30th.
I will do another post soon.
Possible topics - winter driving tips or what my driving rules are.
I might do them both since both are important.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Writing and stuff.
My writing is going on a good pace. I'm actually working on a story that deals with a kid who is being bullied in school. I was going to have it with the bully being the star of the story to see why the kid was being a bully, but my writing critique group thought it should be focusing more on the kid who was being bullied, not the bully himself. I'm putting into this story all of my experiences as a victim of bullies(even in my adult age I am a victim of a bully who conned me into believing that she was in the right and basically after about two years' I broke free after learning that this person was nothing more than a lying bully herself, when she told me her greatest and largest lie of all that my two new friends were spreading lies and rumors about my then dying mother but when I confronted both women, I learned the cold hard truth about my so called best friend who I had considered to be a sister from another family, was in fact a liar and a rumormongering bitch. I atoned my sins with the two people that this bully went after conning me into believing she was in the right, when she was behaving like a bloody effin bully and she still claims that she is not a bully when she is one.), the only thing that she did that I am thankful for was getting me angry enough to where I video taped my mom, now I have a lasting memory of my mother on video, something that she cannot take from me. That is the only good thing that she did during the last months of my mother's life without stating why don't you go video your mom, she had to bloody lie to me to get me to do something like that and when I found out that she lied to me, I basically kicked her out of my circle of friends for being a big flat out liar and a con and I kicked her out of all of my groups, removed all of her stuff from my groups and banned her from returning.
On August 13th, I finally passed my driver's test and got my license. In the year that I lost my mom, I gained my freedom to drive without a licensed passenger and a permit sticker on my vehicle anymore.
Then, on October 13th, on my Grandmother's birthday, we get news that my Grandfather who has been staying at a nursing home that he was not doing good and was being transported to the hospital. I asked dad if I should go to the hospital and sit with Grandpa but he said he should be fine when we get there at 8am, so I went back to bed since it was 2am. By 6:30am, we get the call stating that Grandpa had died. We had him cremated and formed into cannonballs to be shot out of a cannon on his memorial service. We had a real good time on that day.
We still have not dealt with my mom's ashes and we're trying to figure out what do we do with her remains. I'm thinking that we should take her ashes and that of her mother's to Hawaii and pour their ashes into the waters near Kona where my mom was the most happiest at and since my grandmother never been to Hawaii alive, this way, she'll experience Hawaii in death. I think we might do that if we get enough money together to go there but the economy here in America bloody sucks right now. But we're hoping to get some funds together to make a trip like that and give my mom a proper send-off will take time to figure out where her real resting place is. We might put half of her in Hawaii and keep the rest with us.
Losing my mom last year still hurts and I know it will hurt me for a long, long time to come. Losing my younger brother was hard but this is really, really hard.
On August 13th, I finally passed my driver's test and got my license. In the year that I lost my mom, I gained my freedom to drive without a licensed passenger and a permit sticker on my vehicle anymore.
Then, on October 13th, on my Grandmother's birthday, we get news that my Grandfather who has been staying at a nursing home that he was not doing good and was being transported to the hospital. I asked dad if I should go to the hospital and sit with Grandpa but he said he should be fine when we get there at 8am, so I went back to bed since it was 2am. By 6:30am, we get the call stating that Grandpa had died. We had him cremated and formed into cannonballs to be shot out of a cannon on his memorial service. We had a real good time on that day.
We still have not dealt with my mom's ashes and we're trying to figure out what do we do with her remains. I'm thinking that we should take her ashes and that of her mother's to Hawaii and pour their ashes into the waters near Kona where my mom was the most happiest at and since my grandmother never been to Hawaii alive, this way, she'll experience Hawaii in death. I think we might do that if we get enough money together to go there but the economy here in America bloody sucks right now. But we're hoping to get some funds together to make a trip like that and give my mom a proper send-off will take time to figure out where her real resting place is. We might put half of her in Hawaii and keep the rest with us.
Losing my mom last year still hurts and I know it will hurt me for a long, long time to come. Losing my younger brother was hard but this is really, really hard.
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