Happy Easter!

“He has risen from the dead, and he is Lord….”

Happy Easter to all!

I thought I’d post a cartoon, to celebrate. Might make this a yearly tradition now as well.

This is Tom and Jerry, featuring the little duckling known as Yakky Doodle. The cartoon is called “Happy-Go-Ducky.”

You’ll have to click the link below to watch the cartoon.

Tom and Jerry – Happy-Go-Ducky

Have a wonderful Easter Sunday, all!

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April start, and stuff

First of all, Happy April Fools’ Day.

What better way to celebrate than with a song? A song by the greatest trickster of them all – Maui!

Yes, I’ve finally seen “Moana.” It’s a great movie, with a great message, and great music. I love Moana; Auli’i Cravalho does a fantastic job with her. And who knew Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson could sing?!? Certainly I didn’t! But he’s good at it!

Today should start the spring warm-up in Iowa. At least, I certainly hope our cold snaps are over. The warm-up would make me feel so much better; I’ve still got a lingering cough and cold from being sick this past week.

At least it’s sunny out today here in Iowa. We literally haven’t seen the sun for weeks. What was it Older Sister said the weatherman said? Out of the past 200+ hours of the past week or so, only one hour of those 200+ hours was sunlight. One hour of sunlight!

So, thank you, Lord, for the sunshine!

I got back to work on Wednesday, and had to use the sit-down scanner in order to scan the work that needs to be done. Now, that was nice, because, well, duh, I got to sit down.

But, in all honesty, I prefer the stand-up scanner.

The sit-down scanner, I’ve found, has a bad habit of shutting itself down whenever it damn well feels like it. And when that happens, I have to restart my entire system to get the scanner to run normally again. I can’t just exit out of the scanning program and get back into it. No. Doesn’t work that way. I have to restart EVERYTHING.

Not conducive to the work that needs to be done. There are over 275 boxes of paper files still left to scan. Currently, I am the only one doing the scanning of the paper files. There is a deadline of May 1st to get this project done.

On a good day, I can get eight boxes scanned – that’s a box an hour. Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, I was lucky, LUCKY if I got five boxes done each day, at the sit-down scanner. And, because I was out sick Monday and Tuesday, and I am the only one scanning, scanning got backed up – I have at least twenty boxes sitting there, waiting for me for next week already. And there are still plenty of boxes coming.

We’re not going to meet the May 1st deadline if I have to continue to use the sit-down scanner.

By contrast, using the stand-up scanner, I had no problems with it whatsoever. I could feed ream after ream of paper into it, no problem. It never jammed, it never shut itself off, it never gave me any trouble. That’s how I was able to crank out eight boxes a day. The only thing I had to do with the stand-up scanner was to make sure to calibrate it at least once a day.

Another team was using the stand-up scanner all week this past week. But it really irritated me, that they were doing so, because they would maybe scan for ten, fifteen minutes a pop, and then disappear for two hours, then come back and scan for another ten, fifteen minutes, and then disappear for another two hours. All the while, they remained logged in on the stand-up scanner, so I couldn’t log them out to use the stand-up scanner. So I was stuck with the sit-down scanner.

So I e-mailed younger Michelle, along with Carla (the supervisor), and asked them if there was any way I could have exclusive access to the stand-up scanner in order to complete this project. Didn’t hear back from either one of them yet.

*SIGH*

But, you know, whatcha gonna do?

So I guess I’ll just have to suck it up, and make do.

Plus, somebody took my cart. In order to put the scanned boxes back in the warehouse on the pallets, I need a cart to transport them. Well, somebody took my cart, which would hold about ten boxes at a time. So now I’m back to using a cart that only transports four boxes at a time. I was so mad.

Anyway. Work is fine, aside from that.

And that’s about it. I don’t have much else to say at present.

I’ll try to do better next post.

For the man I love, and a trio of Tunes for Tuesday

So, at the start of this video, I say that I was ‘under the weather.’

That was an understatement.

This was a week in the making. Last week, I started having trouble yawning, as in I couldn’t catch a deep enough breath to properly yawn. So I was feeling pressure on my lungs, and that felt awful. By Thursday last week, I started to develop a cold and cough. By Saturday, I began to get splitting headaches and body aches. By Sunday, which is when I put together the speaking portions of this video, I was feeling all of that and was somewhat dizzy at the same time. Monday morning, I started throwing up. So Mom immediately took me to the doctor. I tested negative for influenza (well, I did get a flu shot last fall). Best the doctor could diagnose was both a respiratory bug and a stomach bug.

So….blah.

I’m still home from work today. I’m going to see how I feel in the morning, as to whether or not I go to work tomorrow. Hopefully I can, but we’ll see.

Anyway.

This is that video I’ve been going on about, for the man I love.

And I think I’ll just let it speak for itself.

The three songs herein are: “Last Solstice of the 70s” by Miranda Lee Richards; “Mount Washington” by Beth Orton; and “Searching to Live” by Lennon Murphy.

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Happy listening.

Friday Monty Python Funny

So, this is another example of my sense of humor.

My dad was and remains a huge, HUGE fan of Monty Python. So growing up, we kids watched it all the time. Certainly we didn’t get most of the jokes as kids, but whenever we watch episodes now, we’re rolling. (And while I’m on the subject of British comedies, “Absolutely Fabulous” is another great, great one, sweetie darling! I have yet to get that on DVD; it’s waiting in my cart on Amazon.)

I have practically the entire Python collection on DVD, to wit: the 16-ton megaset (which is the entire TV series, plus extras), “Monty Python and the Holy Grail,” “Life of Brian,” and “The Meaning of Life.” I used to have “Almost the Truth: The Lawyer’s Cut” on DVD, but I don’t anymore. Maybe I should get that again.

But, anyway, in my humble opinion, it doesn’t get any better than the following episode. (I believe this video has German subtitles, but they really don’t detract from the video at all, so just watch it and enjoy.)

This episode features an odd “Face the Press” segment, the “New Gas Cooker” sketch, the “Ministry of Silly Walks” sketch, and the ever-popular “Ethel the Frog” examination of the violent reign of the notorious Piranha brothers, Doug and Dinsdale.

Don’t forget about Spiny Norman….

“Dinsdale? …. Dinsdale? ….”

For the record – Graham Chapman was always my favorite of all the Pythons. Don’t know why. He just was.

“Dinsdale? …. Dinsdale? ….”

Enjoy! And Happy Friday!

Sympatico

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Okay. This is what happens.

I suffer from mental illnesses. And I will for the rest of my life. There is no cure. There isn’t anything I can do to “snap out of it.” There isn’t anything I can do to make it go away. There is no magic pill or magic combination of pills to make it go away forever. And, in all honesty, no amount of talk therapy will take it all away, either.

All I can do is manage it as best I can.

I’ve been back on the salt for a week now, in combination with the wellness and the calm.

While I am not 100% back to normal….everything that was getting me down has been alleviated.

Slightly.

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I am no longer drowning in that turbulent emotional sea that I had been in before.

No, if anything, it’s more like I’m adrift, safe within a life raft now, on a slightly calmer sea. It gets quite choppy every now and then. And the sun tries to come out from behind the clouds. Sometimes it breaks through, sometimes it doesn’t, and sometimes it almost does.

Well, it’s certainly better than drowning.

Once again, I came very close to saying those five words: “I can’t do this anymore.” Which, if you recall, I have found is my equivalent of saying “I want to die.”

But I’m not in that place anymore.

So.

I suppose that’s as good a start as any.

Speaking of starts….

Now that I’m back on the salt, that also means I’m back to twice-a-year blood draws to check levels.

My first blood draw is first thing in the morning tomorrow morning.

Oh boy.

Here’s hoping they get it with the first stick. Because I do not want to be stuck again.

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In other news, I’m currently working on a video blog post, for the one I love. If all goes well….well, we’ll see what happens.

But more on that when we come to it.

That’s all for now.

I’ll try to do better next post.

Melancholy

Hi, everyone.

Wish I had a Friday Funny for you.

But I don’t.

Sorry about that.

In other news, yesterday’s appointment with Doctor went over just fine.

I am currently on the wellness and the calm.

And I am now officially back on the salt.

Yup.

Hopefully, that’ll help.

Anyway.

It’s going to be a long night.

Because I have a feeling I’ll be awake the whole rest of it.

Oh well. At least it’s Friday. Can sleep in on Saturday and Sunday if I wish.

Thought I’d just post some images of melancholy.

Just because.

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Okay, so that last image isn’t so full of melancholy after all.

Call it my image of perpetual hope, then….

I’ll try to do better next post.

Messed up, and no mistake

I’m going to see Doctor tomorrow, to see what I can do about my emotional state.

Because it’s been bad lately.

The highs and lows have been returning. In spades. (Bipolar, remember?)

I don’t like it. Not one bit.

And the biggest blow happened today.

Because it slapped me in the face – rather harshly – that it really doesn’t make a whit of difference whether or not my personality and inner nature would shine in a gentleman’s eyes.

When you really get down to it, all that matters to men is what I look like on the outside.

At least, all that would matter to this particular gentleman is what I look like on the outside.

Funny, that…. Guess I wouldn’t have expected him to be so….shallow….

As my aunt Mary quickly messaged me, there are plenty of people who love me for me – namely my family. And I understand that, and I appreciate that, and I love them all very much.

But I was right.

It doesn’t matter who I am on the inside.

He would never care about me. He probably wouldn’t even look twice at me.

Because I’m not ideal enough on the outside for him.

In that regard, I will never ever be good enough for him.

And I know it.

That kinda killed me.

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So.

It’s a pipe dream after all. Wishful thinking after all.

Been crying ever since.

I know I shouldn’t let it bother me so much….but it does.

Because….I’m still in love with him.

Anyway.

Perhaps in future, I will attempt to sing this song myself.

But certainly not now.

I mean, I tried. I just couldn’t get through it without sobbing.

So I’m just posting it for now.

This is a song from the soundtrack to the 2005 film “Elektra.”

It’s Evanescence with “Breathe No More.”

In case the embedded MP3 doesn’t work, here’s a audio video version.

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*SIGH*

Anyway.

Oh, just so you are aware, I have plans for at least three video blog posts to occur in the future. So, I guess, be on the lookout for those.

I’d say everything else is just peachy, but, no, it really isn’t.

So.

Got a splitting headache now.

Gosh, I hate that. When I cry so much, I get a massive headache.

And I’m sorry about that, for crying so much.

Time to take some Tylenol (ONLY TWO!!!! – never fear!) and head to bed.

I’ll try to do better next post.