Movies iz Fun

I went to the movies with one of my sons (DB) today, so -- good times. I love going to the movies. I love horror movies the most, but DB is not a fan, so The Black Phone was out. I'll have to see that one by myself. We saw Elvis and it was really good, definitely recommended.

This photo is from our last movie Top Gun: Maverick. I couldn't take one today, we just barely made it to our seats before the feature started. Missed the trailers, darn it. But I got my ticket for my movie notebook.

When I'm infamous and dead my grandchildren will love it.

Afterwards we went to Half-Price Books to find a book on the United States Constitution, because I have what I think is a pretty good idea for a YouTube channel and it's still in development but I need to read the Constitution. Yeah, I promise it will be more interesting than it sounds. 

I got a migraine on the way home, because of the sun.

Totally worth it.

Tex is pretending to comfort me in my migraine recovery, but really she just wants attention because she didn't want me to type. She got miffed and left when I wouldn't stop typing.

Cats are assholes, but they're so darn cute.

Why didn't I think of this before?

I finally caught wise that Blogger has a damn app, so I downloaded that shit PDQ. Now I can post with photos from my phone. I can't do that with the Blogger website on my phone browser, not with photos. Now I can. A post a day? One can but hope.

Lookit me, talking like anyone reads this. It's a process, okay? I'm trying to create healthy habits.

Here's some more flowers from my garden. Calendula, yarrow, and a bit of lavender. 

Am I healthy yet?

This huge pile of greens....

....cooks down to this little pile of greens.

I grew these myself, they're a mix of kale and turnip greens. Gathering them was simple, but cleaning them was tedious. Wash, wash, wash (so much water!), inspect every leaf (I found one baby caterpillar, one dead spider, and one live earwig-- ewwwww), and trim all the stems. Cooking went fast but this process made a big mess.

I made four prepped meals with wheat berries, cannellini beans, greens, and various seasonings. 

Four meals. That's it, that's all it made. Four meals. This is exhausting and I still need to clean the kitchen and water the garden but I have to wait until around sunset to water. That's two hours from now. I'm so fucking tired and sad and I just want to go to bed.

At least my front garden looks nice.

Crawling back to wellness after six years of dark times is exhausting. I used to be fit. I used to be stable. I used to write. I used to finish things, projects I mean.

I'm really trying but I'm so tired.

Practice makes practice.

 Hmmm. It seems I can post text from my phone, but not photos. Alas. 

I've been taking a long break from social media, from Facebook and Instagram.  In fact, it's been nearly a year. I set the hiatus for a year and a day. It has helped calm my chaotic brain but I haven't progressed in healing as much as I had hoped I would. I still have intrusive thoughts which I've tried to drown out with YouTube. 

You know what I miss the most? Not connections with friends and family or keeping up with current events...good lord, NOT current events. Posting pictures. 

But I can't post photos on the blog from my phone. 

And another trip back to square one --the scary square.

 Soooooo, trying to figure out how to upload photos to a post from my phone. If I could post from my phone it would be simpler to keep up a habit. But I prefer posting wih photos and I'm not seeing how to do it. 

Frustration. 

THIS had better not be my fifteen minutes of fame...

 Dear god in heaven, what the holy blue fuck.

When I sit down to make a new post, I check my stats first. To see if there is anyone out there, anywhere, picking up what I'm putting down.

So far, so not really. Oh, I do have hits. Sometimes up to twenty a day. From all over the world. For ONE. STINKING. PAGE. A page entitled, "Time doth flit; oh, shit." People from all over the whole entire world are looking up this phrase, I guess to see what it means? And my blog entry usually comes up right near the top in the searches. Occasionally it's the first one. Yes, I check this. Hoping it will not be true.

This...just floors me. And frustrates me, will I be principally known as the blogger who provided an explanation for who said this and possibly what it means. It's like...going viral for pointing at the exit in a clever way, "This way to the Great EGRESS." Except in this version that's what people wanted.

Okay, that analogy doesn't quite work like I want it too.

Yes, I could change the title of the post. At least, I think that would work. Eventually it would stop showing up in searches. Or I could delete the page all together. But I shouldn't have to! For one, it has a brief story about an interaction with sons. And for another, MY OWN SPARKLING WIT AND PERSONALITY SHOULD WIN OUT!!!!

Okay. Okay. I'm just going to delete the offending material. I mean, edit the page.

Your days are numbered, Dottie. Victory will be mine!!

There. Done. I win. You can't make me be famous for something stupid! Only I can make myself famous for something stupid!

Bonsai tree: I think it's a juniper? The tag only said bonsai.

Here's a "for me" update. It will probably be dull for you but I'm trying to get my balance back.

Well, November was -- rough. I love our little family Thanksgiving and we only have a small feast, but the gearing up and preparation and the driving and the shopping and all -- it's hard on my, er, psyche? So things slid by the way side. I was doing really well up until November 1st. I had been using my bullet journal, doing my book work consistently, crossing stuff offa da list on the regular. I wanted to add in a cleaning schedule and --

I probably should NOT have tried to do that before a holiday. Note to self: don't add new things into the routine before any kind of holiday, trip, visit, brain-draining-spoon-gobbling interactions, or general what-have-youse.

Before I tripped and skinned my mental knee, I was doing better with a single weekly blog update on Saturday. I did four weeks in a row! We're all set! It's habit now, right? RIGHT!? 

It was not habit yet.

I was thinking this morning, since I've missed so many -- wait, how many? Counting....oof, five. I was thinking this morning, as I drove to the post office, I've missed so many, should I do a quick update today? But the schedule is for Saturday, sez Myself. We can wait.

Myself is lazy and would prefer to play Skyrim for several hours. One day I'll write a book about Self and Myself. She's lazy and sort of  mean, but I think she's were my humour comes from and lawd, can't lose that. But Myself doesn't make the rules, Self does and we're making one today and Saturday.

A few months ago I bought a bonsai tree at Meijer. Oh -- I'm going to change the subject. I bought a bonsai tree, I think it's a juniper? And despite being in basic potting soil in a very small pot that did not have a drainage hole, in a window with only about four hours of light a day, it's done just fine. I finally bought a bonsai pot and soil for it and repotted it and I am just so pleased with it, I think it's a happy plant.

My little juniper in a proper bonsai pot,
with proper bonsai soil and new rock friends.

With no effort on my part my Christmas cactus is getting ready to bloom.
I looked it up. My chilly home office has the perfect conditions for bloomage.