hoa hoa hoa

I’m sorry yall, I still have nothing to post about this week LOL. But I am trying to get back into the habit of my Monday morning postings.

A few costume-y notes – got another set of swatches for Troi. One I like ok, I think it looks fairly close to how the dress looks on screen, but it doesn’t really look like the auction photos. The Auction photos are so much more GREEN. The auction photo I have is from 2006 so could be some colour loss over the years? I’m leaning more towards what is seen on screen. I’ve got a couple more coming so I’ll make a decision once I see those.

Bought some stuff for Scarlet Witch. Talk more about that at a later date.

Don’t even talk to me about Joann going under. Ours is closing. The only one near me not on the current closing list is Southhaven which is about an hour drive away. And I’m sure that one is going to close once the liquidators buy what stores weren’t already closed, which is only going to leave me with Hobby Lobby for sewing supplies (vomit).

Still working on updating the site – I do have all of the costume entries updated now!! I can’t believe how out-dated some of the entries were. Like when I got to the Dorothy page the paragraph at the end talked about how I’ve only worn this once… I’ve worn this a TON! So I must have just never updated the text portion of the entry since I made the damn costume. Still working on the portfolio entries.


Chase made a tiny boombox for Luna


My birthday balloon escaped the kitchen somehow and is now somewhere in the living room loft. It’s made it’s way into my sewing room now. This thing is incredible. It’s been floating since September last year and now it’s just exploring the house. It’s like when a retired person travels a lot. LOL

So I’ve alluded to it in previous posts but let’s dig in now that I’ve had my pre-op appointment and my deductible is paid. I’m having a hysterectomy next week. I know this can be a sensitive topic but for me, I AM SO. EXCITED.

I am not going to go into how awful my periods have been my entire life, until I got on birth control. Maybe in another post another time; I could write a literal book. Birth Control made them bearable and predictable, but over the last couple of years I’ve had a lot of breakthrough bleeding, they’ve stretched out to like 8 days, and getting heavy like when I was a teenager again. The cherry on top was the 3 week long period in November.

I made an appointment with a new obgyn the day after the election. She agreed between the issues I was having, and wanting to get me off birth control with my high blood pressure, let’s get ‘er out of there.

My post-op was last week and I was doing ok. Unfortunately my white-coat syndrome reared its head. I was following the plan set up by my GP to keep my blood pressure low – take anti-anxiety meds at this time, take bp meds at this time, etc. But I made the mistake of looking up what they do at a pre-op for a hysterectomy and had a mini meltdown. BP spiked. (PSST they didn’t do any of what scared me at the pre-op)

Had to take so much xanax I felt like I was walking through jello the rest of the day. Pre-op BP was fine at dr’s office where I was just signing consent forms, not great at the hospital appointment where they did blood draw/ekg, etc but nobody questioned it.

My anxiety about doctors is not logical. Literally the last few appointments at my GP have just been going in and taking my bp. Nothing else. Yet my body reacts like I’m being held at gunpoint. My brain is like, this is nothing, my body is like, we are gonna die!! Like I’m legit so excited to have this surgery next week but i know my body is going to start reacting and I’ve just got to stay on top of it with my anxiety meds.

My mom thinks my medical anxiety comes from when I was a baby and I got taken away from her as soon as I was born and next time she saw me i had needles sticking out of my head and was screaming. The body keeps the score.

Anyway. I’m gonna have a party where I go through every bag, backpack, glove compartment, jacket pocket and throw away every single period product I find. Like literally the relief I feel of not ever dealing with this again, not ever having to worry about pregnancy especially with our current government, and just feeling like I own my body is… I don’t have words for it.

So I’ve also been trying to get a lot of house work done in prep for being laid up for 2 weeks. Cleaned out and cleaned up the hallway closet Saturday. Pulled out some stuff to donate. Decided to let one of my favourite old winter coats go because I just don’t wear it anymore since I inherited a bunch of vintage coats. Found a receipt in the pocket that was 25 YEARS OLD!!


Guess this one is nearly vintage too now right? LOL. Couldn’t tell what the receipt was for, the area where the business name was was too faded.

Friday we went to see Captain America. It was a good time; I liked it more than I thought I would. We went to the late show because the early show only had front row seats left and didn’t get home til like 1 am. That’s late for us LOL


Saturday we got to go pick up Nana and Kristie’s new baby Mabel from doggie daycare – their flight home was delayed and they weren’t going to make it before daycare closed. So we got to hang out with her for a few minutes before they got home. She’s so sweet!


Saturday night we went to see David’s play he’s in right now. A big storm came through and a loud noise triggered one of our cameras back at home (but not the alarm). Had to have Nana and Kristie run over and make sure nothing happened – all was ok. But that’s the second time that has happened while we’ve been at a David play! Last time it was a shampoo bottle fell in the shower and set off our alarm because it registered it as a window break!

Yesterday was more cleaning, cleaned up my closet, some in the bedroom, laundry stuff, etc.


Had our traditional Valentine’s Day fondue and caught up on Severance.

This week I need to get through some more laundry, I want to finish cleaning/reorganizing the bedroom, and get through some more laundry.


Check in again next week.