While I’m borrowing a camera this week to take pics for the Scottevest ppl, I’ve been putting it to good use by taking pictures of all the people who have pissed me off on the road.

This woman wouldn’t let me in… (scowl)

This jerk was passing me as I was going OVER the speed limit and there was no legal road he was driving on (scowl)

I tried to take a picture of him and the pan handler… but the stupid flash went off and I quickly had to hide the camera and act innocent (scowl)

No turn signal (scowl)

(scowl) another person who has no idea what a turn signal is

So watch out Salem, Oregon. I AM WATCHING YOU!!! I should be watching the road instead of taking pics eh?

Current Mood: Angry

<- Jonathon wanting me out of his face…

I can’t wait until summer is OVER! Or at least a more pleasant temperature. Jonathon had another breakthrough seizure that still has me in panic mode, but less panicked. At first I can’t tell if he’s having a stroke, choking, or who knows what… he starts to turn shades of grey, difficulty breathing and I have to hold him and wait it out. If he doesn’t recover on his own after a little over a minute- 911. Obviously he’s growing a tolerance to his medication as we went through this a few weeks ago requiring an ambulance trip to the ER and then a couple of weeks of blood testing for medication levels.

He’s at the right dose, but this is just not working. We’re still newbies on the epillepsy front as seizures were never a part of his life prior to October of last year. He immediantly was on medication and seizure free up until a few weeks ago. It’s SCARY!!! And I try not to show fear as I don’t want to frighten him even more… so during it I have to be as calm as I can… I’m thinking yesterday his choking episode was really a seizure, he just happened to be eating as it mimicked the same symptoms as today… only he wasn’t eating anything. Back to the doctors we go.

 Right now he’s coloring in his over sized Superman coloring book with his over sized crayons and we feel like The Littles.

He recovers rather quickly from these and I seem to take an additonal several hours before I’m not jumping up every time he makes an odd sound or no sound at all. He’s annoyed with my smothering and close eye on his every moment and I don’t really blame him.

Tomorrow we’re going on a trip around the city for something to do on our holiday as plan A’s, B and C fell through leaving us with no plan D. Who’da thunk the other three would fail???

Let’s just say our adventure involves Action Figure Superman and Lara Croft on a first date. Awww. You’ll view it tomorrow evening providing Jonathon continues to do well along with the weather.

I had a suprise in the mail today (I check my mail when I’m damn good and ready)- A Dawn action figure from the BTVS series courtesy of a thank you from AG. You’re welcome and thank YOU! (probably my fiftieth thank you ) It’s AWESOME.

I’m debating on whether or not to write AG the Dawn theme for September- NASA launching Dawn, a movie called September Dawn and of course my birth that took place this month many many moons ago.

Ben says yes… I say they won’t be interested. I’ll flip a coin.

OMG Jonathon sneezed… I must go and stare at him for a few minutes and ask repeatedly, “Are you feeling okay??????” When I’m finished with that and helping him with his coloring- I’m kicking major ass on Need for Speed Hot Pursuit II. I’m evading the cops and basking in gold medals!

Current Mood: busy

Last night’s incident had me groggy through out the evening, yet I was unable to sleep. I drank some wine, watched the rest of the Incident at Loch Ness, stared at the fish and wound down further by viewing cheesy VH1 shows.

I woke up a little before 6:30 this morning and I am far too alert for what should be healthy on a Sunday morning. Jonathon was still sleeping until I purposely woke him up on accident. He’s having a good morning with the exception of me annoying him by…

What do I do when boredom hits and I’m in my apartment? I TAKE PICTURES OF STUFF

Refurbished vanity chair that I sit on when I want to feel vain

While I was on the floor in my vain sitting room- I panned left for a shot of the Buddha who sat above me. It’s symbolic!

Gangs marking territory. I tried to toss some pink pumps up there, but they wouldn’t stay.

My twinkle light behind my window dressing…

My dying daisies… I don’t know what to do with them!

Morning moon… and the powerline overhead that explains so much about me and my neighbors.

There are more in the gallery

Current Mood: Amused

I started off the summer with plans for this weekend… and they fell through. A friend was going to visit from CAD, but that fell through. Up until this morning, some other out of town friends were going to visit after going to the fair, but that didn’t work out either.

I am forced to sloth, take it easy, relax, and enjoy my down time. What better way to do that than to fish sit?

That’s right, I have a Betta named Kimmy in a bowl on my coffee table who is staring at me. It won’t stop creeping me out with it’s beady little eyes and questionable motives. I’ve tried to talk to it: it stares. I turned on Jaws hoping it could relate: it opted to stare at me. I placed bracelets in the bowl hoping it’d find amusement by learning a new trick… nothing… it stared even more. No matter where I go in my living room, I look over and it’s still staring at me… like now.

It’s only Saturday and I don’t care to even think of what other plans I’m going to have going on the next couple of days. I’m completely wiped out.

 Last night I had attempted to watch Incident at Loch Ness, however, preparation for a meteor shower that was supposed to take place prior to sunrise had me pressing pause and crashing on the sofa. I chose to sleep on the sofa as I knew I’d be dead tired… and this way I could just roll off, open the patio door, plop on the lounge chair and stare up at the sky.

Well I did that at 3, 4, and 5am- and I saw nothing but partly cloudy dark skies and nothing of interest.

7am had me waking up a little sleepy, but nothing to hinder my plans for the day (I was still thinking my friends and their kids were going to visit). Well that of course didn’t happen and I was still feeling high energy come 5pm. I went to feed Jonathon and he started to choke. I lifted him up and towards the sink, tilted him almost upside down as I’m desperately trying to rid of the tiny piece of chicken stuck in his throat. Success. I carried him to the sofa and once he was breathing deeply again and able to tell me his favorite superhero, his name, and “Mom, I’m fine!” I held him and wept like baby. Ugh.  (he’s sleeping soundly, happy and very early)

So now my body feels entirely sprained, my nerves are shot, but I’m sooo thankful/happy the boy is okay and just as sleepy as I am. He must stop doing this. I asked him, “Tube feedings for the next 24 hours?” He nodded “Yes!”.  That’ll give us both time to recover and me not annoying him by freaking out over every little sound.

I’m going to TRY to watch the rest of Incident at Loch Ness and Art of the Devil II tonight, but currently it’s only 7pm and I just want my dryer to sound so I can finish the laundry and sleep…. in the other room… where that creepy fish cannot stare at me!