I know I said...

I know I said I wouldn't let this go this long without posting, but I lied. Not purposly, but I did. I'm sorry.

I would say that I've been busy, but I really haven't, this has just fallen by the wayside. But I'm hoping to get back into the swing of things soon.

It's been forever!

I know I know I know, I haven't blogged in forever, I aplogize!

Really I do, but life is kicking my ass right now and I just need time.

I've been working on a story, its a fanfic (because I have no life and way too much time when I'm working nights) and it started off going to be 5000 words... its now 30,000 and nowhere near done. And the thing is, the male protagonist is kicking my ass.

This story came about after I hit a block with another story I was writing. That one was origional me, no stealing from anyone. I just couldn't finish it. I had the first 40,000 words written, all the plot worked out. The last couple chapters done, but the middle just wouldn't come together. So I left it, and decided to write a fun fanfic. Just something to get me through the block... and here we are.

So I will come back to this... promise.

Its Christmas!

Now that we have gotten the 2 feet of snow that was predicted its finally Christmas.

My family has a rather interesting tradition as far as meals go. Because my mom has 2 sisters, and my grandmother needs to host a christmas we have always done a christmas with everyone (30+ people) on the 26th. This year it is postponed a day because of a cousin flying in from Australia. So the fussy Christmas is on the 27th. Yah for screaming children, sticky fingers on all walls, and parents saying "oh, its not his fault, he hasn't been able to get out to play."

Some of my worst childhood memories are from my grandmother's christmas. It never failed that my the end of the night everyone was mad at everyone else. If 5 people didn't leave in tears something was wrong.

So here we go again.

Finally!!!

Today is the day! My deck goes on today, its going to be beautiful, and just one more step to my house being done! After this its just the half wall between the kitchen and livingroom and then the basement. That's the hard part, because my father is determined to do that himself even though its been a year already and he hasn't even looked at it yet. 16months post fire we are still cleaning up this clusterf*ck. I love my house I love my house I love my house, thats all I can really say at the moment without screaming out the back yard.

Aparently I lost the locks for the back door. When we put the new door on in the porch we moved around the locks, and part of the old lock we took off the front door we now can't find. It was going to be the new lock on the back door in the kitchen, but yea... nowhere to be found! I know I put it away somewhere safe where I wouldn't lose it.... (anyone else have this problem???).

So either I find it tonight somewhere in the disaster that is my main floor of house or I sneak out in the morning and buy a new one and get it keyed... (leaning towards this, it was a cheap lock, with keying and tax it would be less than $30). My dad thinks he has an old lock that we can use, it doesn't match not that that really matters, it just pisses me off that I can't find the damn lock! Oh well, I can always change the back when I find it (probably next summer!).

I was reading a new series of books the last couple weeks. Twilight. I really thought I was over teen books, they bore me, but somehow these held me. And then I was wrangled into seeing the movie... I'm hooked. Stephanie Meyers is not quite in my favorite author category, but she is getting there!

And that would complete my update at the moment. There is more, still working through some issues, but they aren't at a point that I can really talk about them.

babblings at 2am

So my sleep was cut short. I was up at 9am (after posting at 5am) and on my way to the farm to talk to the barn manager. There is something so very theraputic about venting to someone not involved. She has a heart of gold, she listened to my concerns for the clinic, to the details of the story I'm writing, we talked about training issues we are both having with the horses we are riding, and my favourite topic of life... COLOUR! I love colour in the horse world, it excites me. Some of my favourite breeds of horses come in very exciting colours, or they should at least (in my oppinion).

This is a short post, have to be up in 3 hours to get ready for work. Night night all, hope your holiday was wonderful.

morning musings

I'm having a hard time today. Since opening up my clinic its been quiet. I knew it was going to be quiet, I've pretty much dropped off the planet for a year and a lot of my clients have either moved on to other therapists or are seeking other forms of treatment. Yesterday I had to turn down a client because of the type of insurance they were coming in with. That frustrated me because this was the only new client call I had all week, and here I had to turn them away.

I have done some work with this type of insurance and it ended up with me doing thousands of dollars of work and not being paid for it. I would rather not go down that road again, as not only did it end with me not being paid, but with the client in an uncomfortable situation. I don't want to go down that road again.

Where is this going? I'm scared it won't work. I don't have a backup to speak of other than a part time job that really doesn't cut it. I love my career, and the clinic has huge room for growth, but with the economy as it is I'm not sure that it will work. People don't have the extra $$ to spend on what most consider frivilous things. And while I don't believe preventative care to be frivilous its hard to convince the majority of people.

My family is very supportive this way. My parents want to see me succeed, and really see this as something that can work. My clinic is in a great location, there are lots and lots of people that have great coverage in this city. I have an add out in the next couple of weeks, hoping to catch the crowd before the new year using up the last of thier coverage. I'm also sending Christmas cards to the clients I was seeing last year before the fire, letting them know that the clinic is open now and I am taking clients.

So all in all I'm whining and crying at 5am, tired of trying to sleep and needing to vent all over the internet. I know this will work; it has to. I will have a great career in this.

Its Invasion Day!!!

I love this time of year. Canadians take over my favorite message board, and yes, its called Invasion Day. But thats not what I am writing about.

I thought I would share some recipes. Recently I have been expanding my cookbook of things that I put in the freezer (as I explained in a previous post) to include more soups. In an attempt to eat healthier and lighter soups can go a long way.

So first off, Mushroom Soup.
3 cups sliced mushrooms
2 medium carrots, sliced
1 large onion sliced
1 box chicken broth
1 package Uncle Bens long grain and wild rice, garlic flavour
1 can creme of mushroom soup
2 cans milk

Fry the mushrooms, onion and carrot together till cooked. Add rice, chicken broth. Blend milk and soup and add to veggies. Heat for 20 minutes so flavours blend.

This recipe freezes very well, and is a fabulous meal on a cold blustery day.

In other news, nothing further on the house. I hope to someday have a back deck I can sit on... One day...