Monday, October 31, 2005

Parade down, still more to go...

Well, survived the parade. Seems that my clever idea of getting to the school early to get a parking spot wasn't a unique one. I got there 45 minutes before the parade and I still had to park 4 blocks away and I almost had to kick someones ass. I felt really bad for the people who showed up 5 minutes before the parade started or just as it was starting, those people must have parked miles away, because there were tons of people that showed up.

Looked like Sebastian was having a great time, and he was really enjoying his costume, which is apparent by the dramatic cape action he displays as he stops and holds up the entire line of kids.
Let's keep our fingers crossed that every piece of his costume makes it home in one piece, because tonight we're heading over to Phil's moms house to trick or treat, only tonight, Sebastian will be wearing make up.

Should be really interesting. :)

More later,

Halloween Parade pictures!!

Happy Halloween!

Ah yes. The big day has arrived. Sebastian has hardly slept a wink in three days because he's so excited for Halloween.

Today we packed his costume into a bag, and sent him off to school for his Halloween party and parade.

The parade is at 2 today, and parking is so craptastic down at the school that I will likely leave at least a half hour early and sit in my car and play my psp or knit a bit just so I can get a parking spot. This year they have really put strict guidelines on where you can and cannot park. There's one little parking lot that the teachers park in, and they've taken away the ability to park on the road across from the school as far as I know, which basically leaves the parents playing this maniacal game of musical parking spots.

I have my camera all charged up and ready to go, which means there should actually be pictures up this afternoon.

Then, when Phil gets home, we're going to beat feet out of here and head over to his moms so Sebastian can trick or treat and have dinner over there.

Should be a lot of fun, so check in for updates.


Thursday, October 27, 2005

ffs, Where are you, Friday?

There's some guy in this coffee bean picture...can you find him?

Not sure why, but this week has been dragging.

Maybe it's the craptastic weather we've had lately. I'm such a wuss about the cold weather, I run around the house in like three layers of clothes and Phil looks at me like I'm nuts. It really makes me want summer back. I'm at that part of the day where I clock-watch, waiting for Phil to get home so I can cuddle up to him.

Sebastian is ready for Halloween. If I would let him, I'm pretty sure that he would live in his costume. I've had to box it up and stash it away so it's not in shreds by Halloween night, and he's pretty angry with me about the whole thing, hehe. He's going to have a Halloween party at school and a parade, so he will be taking his costume with him. With any luck I can find a place to park in that mess down there and get some good pictures of him in his costume with his friends.

We'll likely be trick or treating at my mother in laws, and I'm going to recommend to Phil that we are out of here before the trick or treaters show up, because I might have already accidentally eaten all of the Halloween candy. This happens every year. We go out a few weeks before Halloween, I buy a bag of assorted Reeses candy for the "trick-or-treaters", and before Halloween arrives, Phil has to go out and buy another bag of candy. He probably already did and just hid it, because I think he's on to me.

My mom and I were talking the other day about my gaming. Now, she gets on the internet and checks her e-mail and jokes and she goes to websites I send her, but when it comes to video games I don't think she has really looked at one since like, the first Nintendo. When we talk about the game or anything related to it, I know she has a hard time understanding me, I know that she is probably convinced I have a screw loose, and I'm positive that she probably can't understand my e-mails which are filled with abbreviations and terms that I've picked up from playing online games. "You speak a whole other language." She says, and maybe she's right.

With that in mind, I became aware of a really cool movie with in-game footage done by the Euro company (Mythics partner, I guess) that does Camelot. I'm going to post the link here, so maybe folks can get an idea of what it's about, but more specifically for my mother to watch when she finds someone to fix her computer. (She plugged a lamp in, and apparently her computer went tits up).

Anyway, the movie is spectacular. You're going to need Winzip to open it and it's about 4 1/2 minutes long, so go grab a bag of popcorn and enjoy it.


Friday, October 21, 2005

I am a fluff piggy.

Ah yes. New expansion, new toys.

Recently got my little reaver to RR 10. Was thinking about retiring her when I hit that milestone but the bottom line is that I really just enjoy playing her too much to shelf her.

Then, last week, Mythic released their newest expansion called Darkness Rising. The launch of it was a bit buggy, and in all fairness I have to say that usually everything they do is relatively smoothe, but once they got the kinks worked out, I found that it was really enjoyable and quick to get through which was great for me because I'm not much of a fan of the PvE end of things. If I ever take another toon through Champion Levels, I doubt that I would quest through them. Once was fine, but as I learned from driving multiple toons through ToA, you'd have to have a couple screws loose to do it multiple times.

New abilities, new weapons, and champion horses! I've waited for a player controlled horse for a long time, and now that they're out, I couldn't decide between them. So, I went ahead and picked two different ones. A fire horse for normal every day use, and a unicorn for the one day a month that I don't require Midol to make it through the day. Besides, there is just something hysterical about an inconnu reaver on a rainbow unicorn.

Sebastian loves the new horses too. He's been taking my toon out to joyride. Sadly he has also managed to kill her by jumping out of towers and such in Salisbury Plains. I hope no one saw that spam. :(

We figured that maybe he would like to start his own toon. I was really afraid that he would remove something from my inventory or drop one of my artifacts on the ground, so this was the safer bet. He got a little fighter to level three. Some poor sucker invited him to a group and probably wondered what the hell was going on, because Sebastian doesn't know how to read so well or type...or even use tells. Sebastian lost interest in the fighter anyway...he found out that it was going to be a real long time before he got a horse, lol.

Anyway, it's Friday. I really love Fridays!!

Thursday, October 20, 2005


So, half the summer and half the fall seemed to get away from me without one post.

We really did have a nice summer. Plenty of things to do without that feeling of constantly rushing around, which I absolutely hate.

Sebastian had many adventures. He has an incredible fascination for statues and towers, so this summer, he got to go see the Statue of Liberty with Grandma and Papa Sal. While they were there, they went to the Liberty Science Center, which he also enjoyed...but nothing to date has beat out the experience of seeing Lady Liberty.

We also went to the shore. It was not only Sebastians first time there, but mine as well. I mean, I've been to Ocean Shores out on the west coast, but that really pales in comparison to the environment at the Jersey shore.

Sebastian really enjoyed that. We were sure to keep him sunblocked from head to toe, I wish I could have said the same for myself because I basically fried the shit out of myself. It was probably the first time my skin had seen sun in like ten years, so let me just tell you, that sucked, LOL.

Then we made our yearly trip to the state fair. Much to my dismay, Sebastian did not inherit my overly cautious attitude (read: WEENIE) when it comes to the rides. He went on every kid ride in the place, went on a couple with Phil that went so fast his hair was standing straight up by the time he got off, and he was even eyeballing the rides that he isn't going to go on until he's 32.

I'm not a big one on the rides. I've never been hurt on them, never barfed on one, I just don't like 'em. I remember one year at Salty Sea Days back home, my sister was on a ride, was like a big ship that swung back and forth until you were practically upside down. Turns out that while she was on that ride, she barfed as the ride was moving forward and managed to hit the people behind her, and she didn't stop barfing until a half hour after the ride was over. I saw her barreling off that thing, throwing up, with very disgusted vomit covered people trailing behind her, and my instinct was to run away and pretend that I didn't know her.

With that in mind, I prefer my feet planted firmly on the ground and my stomach intact. :)

Pictures from the Shore:

Top: Sebastian on the beach with his sandcastles.
Bottom: Grandma and Sebastian in line to ride the train. That's a sunburnt me in the background with Phil.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Ode to a GooBear

Yah, I know. Long time, no post. Was a busy summer for us, and I'll update ya'll on that as I get back into the swing of things.

This week was a rough week. We had to put Gucci (aka GooBear) to sleep. Yah, he was 17 and he'd lived a long full life but it doesn't make it any easier. Maybe the fact that he was with me for as long as he was, makes it even harder.

Last Thursday though, I was in the computer room and turned around to see him dragging himself across the floor to get to his spot at my feet, under my computer desk. I thought that maybe he had hurt or broken his leg. I called the emergency vet and within a few minutes we had him in his carrier and out the door. I guess maybe deep down I knew it was worse than that and when Phil called me from the vet it wasn't to tell me that he was going to be in a cast but instead, that Gucci had a blood clot that had paralyzed his lower body. The vet told him that Gucci was in pain, and that although there were things they could do, that it would just happen again and worse the next time.

I couldn't do that to him, and gave Phil the okay to put him down. It wasn't a hard decision to make but it sure was a shitty one. After 17 years with him though, I had to do what was best for him.

It's been a week now and I still look for him everywhere. George, my other senior citizen cat that is 16, has been wandering around and is clearly depressed and "clingy". Sebastian was pretty devastated, it was his first experience with loss that involved something that he had seen every day of his life. He understood though, and demanded a funeral when we get Gucci's ashes back, although I'm having a hard time convincing him that we can't have a cat funeral at an actual funeral home.

Anyway, I'm back to blogging. Figured it was only right to dedicate my first blog of fall to my GooBear. :(