jeweledvixen: (A Adam and Pauley)
This evening, my friends from Albany drove down and met me in Oneonta at Brooks House of BBQ to celebrate my birthday. It's pretty famous in New York state. They have their own factory and bottle and sell their own bbq sauces. Anyway, the five of us had a fantastic time. The food is to die for and they serve you lots of it. I had pulled pork, a baked potato and cole slaw, plus fresh bread. Scrumptious! We were all too full to have desert.

Then, they went to the gift shop attached to the restaurant and I went to the automatic car wash down the street to see if taking the car through there would solve my wasp problem. I think it might have. I didn't see any activity after that and no wasps came over to the mirror after I got home. I'll check tomorrow and if they are still there, I'll use the wasp spray tomorrow evening.

Now, if the heat wave would break, everything would be much better.
jeweledvixen: (A Adam Fault Mag Turquoise Eyes)
Several years ago I met a woman on LJ who was in the same fandom I was in. We connected through fanfic and became friends. She even called me on the phone a few times and we talked for close to two hours each time. After a few years, she got one of her stories published by a small publishing house and pretty much left LJ to concentrate on her writing career, which has been pretty successful, if not that lucrative. I can understand that. Getting a writing career going is time consuming and I didn't begrudge her that time, although I missed her friendship.

I did friend her on FB when I was doing FB and we sort of kept in contact that way, but even that just sort of dried up after a while.

She showed up on LJ again last year to promote her latest book and we talked on LJ a bit. But when her promotion was over, she disappeared again. Suddenly, last week, she appeared again to promote another new book. She's been on for a few days and has commented on a few of my posts. I told her I don't do FB any more, so we traded e-mail addresses. However, she told me I'd need to contact her and she'd get back to me since she doesn't "do" e-mail.

I'm pretty sure that when her new book promotion is over, she's going to disappear again and I won't see her until her next book is out. I'm angry about this. I thought we were friends, but friendship is not a one-way street. Don't dump me, then show up again when you have something to sell, tell me to contact you because you won't be contacting me, and then disappear again. WTF? I will not be e-mailing her. /rant
jeweledvixen: (A Adam Fault)
Next Wednesday is Halloween, or as we pagans call it, Sahmain (sow-en). It is the most sacred of our holy days. It is also our New Year day. It is the night when the veil between the worlds is the thinnest and it is easy to communicate with our ancestors. Our group is having an ancestors' supper and then a ritual afterwards. We invite our ancestors to join us for the evening, in spirit only, of course. It is my favorite of our holy days.

However, one symptom of my condition is that when I'm fluctuating between moods, I tend to spend money I shouldn't. I had been doing that and now I find myself with just enough money to make it to the 2nd of Nov., which is when I get my next disability check. That does not include the $40 or more in gas that it would take to drive to Albany for the Samhain celebration.

I e-mailed the High Priestess today and told her the entire story and told her I wouldn't be able to make it Wednesday night. I almost didn't write because they make special accomdations for me all the time because of my breathing and bad back. I knew that she would offer to pay for the gas and I knew it would make me feel like an even bigger pain in the butt. But I also felt she needed to know what was going on and why I wouldn't be able to make it. Well, she told me she was going to give me money for gas and to not even think of refusing because she wouldn't take no for an answer. So, I have half a tank of gas, which is enough for me to get there (if I leave early and drive 60mph instead of my usual 70), but not enough to get back.

I've been crying off and on since I get her e-mail 3 or 4 hours ago. I thought I was in control of things, but then something comes along and kicks me in the ass to show me I'm not fully in control. I'm also crying because I know how good of a friend she is, and the rest of the group. Any one of them would have given me the gas money. I'm also crying because now I can go to the Samhain celebration and enjoy being with my friends and also have dinner with my father, my grandfather, my grandmother and my aunt. Excuse any spelling mistakes. I can barely see the screen because I'm crying.

Now I'm going to go take a nap.


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