Doin’ The DMV

I’m still trying to decide what I think of this new dashboard.   I should sit down and hit some buttons.  I also need to sit down and figure out how to put my pictures back.   Stupid Photobucket wanting to charge for “3rd Party Hosting.”    Bite Me.

So.  I’m back.  Yay!  I put down the Candy Crush in order to be here.   One would hope I’d have something real to say.  Unfortunately, not so much.

I was a total adult today, though.   My driver license expires on the 1st (yep, birthday)of December.  And I have totally managed to procrastinate up to the 27th.  HOWEVER –  I had asked my boss if I could leave at 3:30ish tomorrow to go do it.   But then I finished my work earlier than I thought I would and I was right near a DMV, so I just went and did it today.   It was relatively painless.

There was this rude person, though. Isn’t there always?   But this bitch was particularly special.   The computer was acting up so they had a chick printing the little “your number is” tickets. and I was behind her.   She asked the lady “Do you have to have proof of address?”   and the woman told her  “Yes, you do.”    I was also pretty sure that the DMV lady was speaking English.

BUT – Our friend just bopped to her seat, went when her number was called and acted totally fucking -mystified- when they told her she was going to have furnish proof of address.  Undaunted, she jumped on her phone and started making calls.  Finally, the lady that was doing license renewal was all like “yeah. You can’t do that here.”   and the girl is all like  “Well, It’s my turn.  I need my Dad to bring up a bill.”   “Yeah, no.  You can come back when you are -ready-.”

I was quite pleased.  Being directly behind this hot-pot of magic, I could so see myself being made to wait for her Dad.   Anyway, so it is my turn then.  I’m all prepared.  The woman was all like “is your license expired?”  “Nope.”  “Can I see that?”  I whip out the old license.

She glances at it. Did you bring proof of residence?  I pull out my freshly printed gas bill.  she accepts that.  “We’re good to go!”   “What?  Really? You don’t need my passport, paid tax receipt,  proof of insurance, etc”   “No.  BUT  – As soon as you hadn’t brought it, I promise I would have decided I desperately needed to see them”

My picture is horrific.  But then again, when aren’t they?  I’m always impressed when I see a good driver license photo.  Oh yeah.  My last DMV tidbit.   So I was doing the sign bit.  I had had a ton of trouble with the eye test because I wear my glasses during and the way they were sitting, my nose wasn’t triggering the lights and stuff right.  But yeah, I’m whipping thru the signs  “STOP!” “MERGE!” “NO LEFT TURN” “NO U-TURN”  “Oh. um. i recognize that, but I have NO IDEA what that is”   “Do you want to guess?”  “sure.  ……………CAUTION?”  “no.  DO NOT ENTER. It is confusing because there are no words on this one.”  “*staring at it for a second* It sure is, isn’t it?”

Pretty pleased with me, willing to face a DMV, -after- a Monday ,-after I had an entire week off.   That lady was fabulous.   I think we were destined to be best buds.  I think she thought so, too.   Until I didn’t want to be an organ donor.   I think she was done with me, then.

Just a little mishmash

So here I am.  It’s been a long time.  I don’t even know if anyone will see this.  I don’t mean to be rude and “I don’t care.” but, yeah.   I’m not writing this for …readership.  Not that I ever had much.  Just that feeling that I should be writing that never ever quite died.   I haven’t.  I am not sure if I have published more than 1 article since Mr. L arrived.

It’s been quite a ride, and at the same time, not really much.   So busy with nothing, you know?  It’s exactly like what Maria Bamford says  “Reaching my full potential would really cut into my ‘sit around’ time.”  However, I promised myself I was not going to offer a million excuses as to why I haven’t posted.   Just “I’m here now.” and let it go.

I think I’m here for one of the dumbest reasons I can think of.   I was reading Lauren Graham’s book (yes, the Gilmore Girls chick)  and her section about writing really resonated with me.   The  “kitchen timer method.”   I found myself thinking “OMG I MUST TRY THAT!!!!!”  and here I am.

I have one cat sat in Mr. L’s computer chair watching me.   One sprawled on the rug napping next to me, and one standing on the printer (Evil Magic Box), peering out the window (also screwing up my blinds).

Reading has been one thing that kept me busy this year, especially.  I have clocked 136 books on GoodReads so far in 2017.  While I think, honestly, about 20 of them, I did not finish,  116 is a pretty big number.    Some of them have been very short, or whatever.

I realized recently that I started reading “adult” books super young, pre-10 probably, a HUGE amount of “obligatory” children’s reads were never read by me.   The Secret Garden,  Matilda, etc…    Matilda was so cute – However, I never had any idea of the super power aspect.  That part sort of lost me where up til then, I’d been so into it.

Another unrelated little share:   Today, Mr. L and I decided to go have lunch and we got to talking about Star Wars and the new movie.  And as he was taking his turn to be the talker, I was listening, but also thinking about how in the 3rd movie, they’d have to adjust for no Leia, I found myself misting up.   I told him “If I ever doubt my own commitment to StarWars, remind me that just thinking about a galaxy without her, literally makes me cry.”  He was all “You are a HUGE StarWars nerd.  You won’t.”

So.. to stay with this whole KITCHEN TIMER method, I should not be sat here pushing buttons on this site.  It’s super hard, you know, because it’s so different than when I was here last time.   I just got a little dialogue box that told me on the business account I could add a button that will let people pay me, buy tickets, take donations.   Ha!  “Hai Guyz! want to give me some money?”

 

So that up there, is Sophie.    She’s not as tiny as all that, but doesn’t she look like a comic book villian?   Or Pinky?   I think we took that picture on the day we got her, which was a little more than 3 years ago, now.

Just like always, I would have thoughts “ooo, should totally write about that!” and if I didn’t write it down, it’d be gone.  Here is hoping I will stay motivated to  find those little bubbles of ephemera and try.

OH WAIT!   I almost forgot!   While I was on …hiatus? (LOL)  I passed my 10th Blogversary!  Actually, next month will be my 12th.   Yay me!.

Bye for now!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Almost Fit Basket

I keep a pile of clothes in a laundry basket.  It’s like a goal.  The things that *almost* fit set aside until they do.

From time to time, one should take a moment and try those things on.  I believe it’s very important to feel bad about yourself.

I recommend trying those things on when you’ve had an other wise good day.  Because the kick in the ego can be particularly harsh.

That was on April 10th. I stand by that assessment.

Two nights ago, though, I went through my basket; call it my bi-monthly check. I actually culled it down quite a bit. 3 pairs of pants came into the regular rotation of my clothing. 6 items I decided I didn’t actually like anyway and they had to go.

I don’t believe in keeping things in the closet or drawers that you can’t actually wear. There are things that I’m not going to throw away that I generally *don’t* wear. Well to be honest, I have enough clothing that hardly anything gets worn …frequently.

When I sit in this chair, I often have a new accessory: A Shoulder Cat. He hops up on the back of the chair and drapes himself in several different ways depending on his reason for the visit. He might be wanting to nuzzle my cheek to tell me “Bitch, it’s time to pay attention to ME.” Other times, he watches what I’m doing on the internet, you know, just typical supervision.

I keep setting this one aside and picking it back up. That last bit was June 7th. I guess this is the post that I add my little clothing rambles. Several posts went up thru polyvore. What a fun little toy that is! I could think about clothing almost endlessly so making outfits for ME is too much fun!

casual saturday

casual saturday by highly-bizarre featuring 2b bebe

White

White by highly-bizarre featuring a short sleeve crop top