You all know that I haven’t got any hair and all that. No eyelashes, eyebrows, nothin. Except I told you last month? that I was growing eyelashes again! So tonight I was bored (read: freaking out for no reason whatsoever I just feel like I’m going nuts again and hey, I just saw a commercial for some perfume with britney spears in it no thank you I don’t want to smell that way) and took a couple of pictures of my eyelashes. As I said, they’re not growing in all over, basically the “real” ones are in the middle there. There are some see-through white ones that are starting to sprout on the sides (which you can’t see in the photos). Also please try not to notice the dark circles under my eyes. Rob and I have been trying to nurse each other back to health for the past couple of days and it’s taken its toll on our sleep patterns. But look! Eyelashes! Hopefully no more crap falling in my eyes!
Monthly Archives: October 2004
I love Halloween
I do. Although it’s kind of sucky and rainy/foggy here today. And this is the first year in a long time that I haven’t dressed up in anything. And when we went to the store they didn’t have any good mini chocolate bars around. BUT! We carved our pumpkins. Here they are:

I have named them Bono and The Edge.
In about 20 minutes I am going to take them down to the lobby of the building, because otherwise no one will ever get to see our chefs d’oeuvre.
Other things I have done today:
-Not much.
-Made a Magic Bag for Rob because he is dying of sinus pain (the sinus area on his face looks bruised which I know is not good). I sewed a washcloth into a sort of bag-shape (using a friggin darning needle because I couldn’t find any sewing needles), filled it with raw bulghur (in the past I’ve used raw rice or dried beans or whatever), and put it in the microwave for 2 minutes. It seems to be providing some relief but he’s still in a lot of pain. And that is terrible.
Also: It is only 6:15 and it has been completely dark for 45 minutes. All hail Seasonal Affective Disorder.
ABC meme
No clue where I got this but it’s been floating around forever and I’ve probably even done it before.
A – Age: 28.
B – Best feature: My brain. I dunno. There’s a picture of me on this page somewhere, you all can choose.
C – Car I first owned: 1990 Optima
D – Depeche Mode song: “Personal Jesus”
E – Easiest person to talk to: Rob
F – Farthest from home that I’ve traveled: Um? I guess North Dakota. That was the one and only time I left Canada.
G – Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: Bears all the way– when you lick them and stick them to your window (not that I’d ever do that… uh huh) they have this stained glass effect.
H – (Real) hair color: brown? I don’t have real hair.
I – Instruments: I played the flute through high school but haven’t in the 10 years since.
J – Jellybean flavor: green.
K – Kids: none, or 30, depending on how you look at it.
L – Longest car ride ever: Cold Lake, Alberta, to Summerside, PEI
M – Mom’s name: Reina
N – Name that was almost given to me: Diana. Yeah, I know.
O – Oldest living relative: My grandmother’s sister is 95.
P – Phobia[s]: The dark. Zombies. Zombies with snakes stapled to their heads.
Q – Favorite Quote: “You two sons of two bitches!” – Fez.
R – Reason to smile: I have a wonderful boyfriend who loves me very much.
S – Song I sang last: the armadillo song.
T – Time I wake up: Usually about 6.
U – Unknown fact about me: If I tell you it won’t be unknown anymore.
V – Vegetable I hate: turnip. meh.
W – Worst habit: I have eczema, and I scratch it even though I’m not supposed to.
X – X-rays I’ve had: left wrist (broken), right ankle (sprained), lungs (pneumonia), lungs (collapsed).
Y – Yummy food: I just really like food. Things are always better with cheese.
Z – Zodiac sign: Cancer. And a fairly typical one at that.
Also also!
So today, we went grocery shopping. And opened the trunk for the first time in probably a week. And what did I see there?
Oh, DJ, I am so sorry. Your box of squares! I had brought it to my mom’s… and when my nephew unloaded the car, he forgot your box, and I didn’t realize and that means I suck. BUT it also means that we’re further on our way toward a 2nd blanket than I ever thought… forgive me?
Oh, beauty
I have some miscellaneous photos in the extended entry.
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I'm back I'm back.
This post was supposed to post before I left at 6 pm and now it’s 11 pm and I just realized it didn’t post so here you go.
First of all I want to say that I’m really very sad that Sheri‘s giving up blogging. (probably redundant to link that site as it will be all gone by the weekend anyway but hey). I’ll miss her. She’s actually the reason I started blogging in the first place– I found her site, somehow (probably a weird google search– yeah, that’s me), and thought “Wow. Hey. Wow.” I kept reading and reading (and probably finding it by doing the same weird google search over and over) for a couple of months. Started to think “I wonder if I should try this? Probably would suck at it, but… should I?”. Then didn’t for about… five months. Then I did. The rest is history.
I’ll miss you, Sheri.
Oh I forgot
I love Rob.
AND I MISS HIM VERY MUCH.
It’s kind of pathetic (and might make you gag) but I have a really hard time sleeping without him. And a REALLY hard time sleeping in a bed without him. So I’ve been sleeping on my parents’ couch.
AND BEAN I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU ON FRIDAY! FRIDAAAAAAAY!
THE FIRST BLANKET IS ALL TOGETHER!
Since I am here and don’t really like going out that much (mainly due to the fact that I mainly brought pyjamas with me) I have been doing a lot of knitting and such. I have … uhm. A Christmas present for Rob (email me — louise.mATgmailDOTcom–if you want to know what it is but Mr. Rob don’t even think of emailing me) half done. Half a devil hat for Connie. And my mom and I have been taking turns stitching away at the blanket.
Here is a photo of my mom sewing the last few squares on:

It’s all together now. I will get a really good picture of it tomorrow, because right now we are (well at this very moment Mam is, but sometimes I take over) putting on a crochet border to make it fancy. But EEEEE!!!
The first one’s done! Except for the fanciness! And I’m so proud of you all~!
There are plenty of leftover squares (I’d say around… 10? 15? I didn’t count). If you don’t see all your squares in the blanket here don’t worry because they will be put into the second one. And it’s not because I didn’t like yours or anything. I told my niece and nephew to close their eyes and grab up 24 squares each out of a bag and that’s how things got picked.
So yay! YAY FOR US!!!
Am I allowed to write about poop on here? Cause I'm gonna.
Classy, I know.
So my nephew– he was admitted to the hospital on Saturday morning, after having spent the entire day in the ER on Friday and then being sent home. They did all kinds of tests, ultrasounds, etc. etc. on him and couldn’t find anything. They figured he was constipated and sent him home yesterday (Monday) with orders to take milk of magnesium twice a day. Funny thing is that he had diarrhea like, half the day on Friday, but whatever– he feels better now.
Now I don’t want to say that hospitals in Canada are fucked up, because we have some of the best hospitals in the world– but this particular hospital… isn’t great. And that’s all I’m going to say.
All the constipation talk reminds me of a funny story about… well, me. Please don’t read on if you know me in real life, because you will never be able to look at me the same. We’ll see each other, and you’ll look away, feeling ever so ashamed that you know this about me. You’ll have nightmares. There might be weeping. I’m serious.