Sunday, June 28, 2009

Moving!

The papers are signed for us to move! We're moving from a one-bedroom shoebox with one bathroom and a shared garage to a place with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a private garage, much more space. Both have certain amenities, such as in-unit washers and dryers, and dishwashers. So those can't be compared. We'll be giving up a fireplace, and it'll be odd to me to not have one, but we can put a chiminea on the private patio and enjoy roasted marshmallows in winter that way.

And the difference in rent...both of these screen caps were taken a few minutes ago. Both are "luxury" units (if the place we're in now can really qualify in more than just name...). This is just the cost of living difference between Silicon Valley and other areas. People in and around Santa Barbara think it's so expensive living there? Nu-uh. Look:

Current unit:


New unit:


This means we'll get to have a nursery and I'll get to have a dedicated sewing room again! Right now all my sewing stuff is crammed into the "dining area" in the current unit. It was a trial training the dogs NOT to go there, and then a ton of vacuuming to keep fur away from everything. Now I'll have a sewing room again! And we can get our nursery stuff set up. That makes me just so happy.

We'll also be nearer to family, and NO MORE 100-DEGREE HEAT!!

Of course this will mean it's tricky getting to my high school reunion. Well, I'm no good for moving anything anyway, so maybe I'll go down on the 5th, sign the new lease on the 6th (only I have to sign), and while Cody & Co. get everything packed into the huge truck (how on earth was a 17-foot truck too small to move everything from our place prior to here to here?!) and driven down and unloaded, I can fly up to Portland. My best friend from high school has said I could stay with her, and there's no way I want to miss getting to see her and actually go to the reunion unless I have to. Thanks to Facebook, I've been back in contact with old classmates, and it's been wonderful seeing the people who were mean, teasing jerks who've turned into nice people, and even issues unsolicited apologies. High school may not have been happy times all around, but the positive changed in those less-than-nice classmates has been warming.

So I dodge the work for the weekend by going to Oregon? I think so. :)

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Michael Jackson :(

I am beyond angry. For YEARS I've defended him. It's so easy to get a child molestation charge to stick simply because people are so disgusted by it and want to blame someone. TWICE he was found NOT GUILTY. Yet the majority of people still declared him to be a molester. Know what? I was molested by a kid as a teenager, a male babysitter, and I still deal with issues from it. He was convicted/ So I understand wanting to blame someone! But there wasn't enough, twice there wasn't enough, to get convictions against Michael. This means something!!

And now that he's dead, all of a sudden people are on his side and talking about how wonderful he was. WHERE THE HELL WAS THIS SUPPORT WHEN HE WAS ALIVE AND NEEDED THE SUPPORT?! This is what angers me. The lack of support he needed when alive, and it's only coming out now that it won't do him any good.

He and my mother has a very similar childhood, frighteningly similar. I've ha a soft spot in my heart for him for pretty much my entire life. He never got to have a childhood, and really, he never hurt anyone. He was the one who was hurt so much, but he didn't pass that on. He stopped the cycle and tried to make life fun for kids the way his own childhood wasn't. My mother did some similar things, trying to compensate for the childhood she didn't get to have by trying to make sure my brother and I had the best childhoods possible with all the things she didn't get to have. But this doesn't mean Michael ever did anything to kids. He only tried to do good for people.

If I see any more pictures of Michael as a child, I'm going to cry. As it is, it's hard not to my cry my eyes out. He really was a good guy. This is the first time ever that a celebrity's passing has brought tears to my eyes.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

17 weeks pregnant, and finally a noticeable bump?!

BUMP! I think. 134 pounds this morning. Also I do have a belly-belly from dinner where I gorged on a huge cheese steak hoagie and finished half of Cody's, as well as a large order of cheese fries, a large order or regular fries, an order of mozzarella cheese sticks, and then two bowls of cereal when we got home. But that, I hope, isn't what accounts for my lower belly.





For having spent a year and a half literally starving myself almost to death and then feeling anxiety over having to gain weight from my low of 115, who'd have thought I'd be relieved to see a part of my getting bigger?! But I am. It's like proof that there's a baby in there. Ultrasound pictures are just pictures. This, somehow, feels like tangible proof.