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So this week, I’ve:

• Started crocheting a tiny cthulhu, frogged it, restarted it, and am still working on it as I need supplies.
• Been getting rides to and from work all week while my car was (and still is, apparently) in the shop.
• Found out some of my co-workers in Harrisburg are dealing with the aftermath from the F4 tornado.
• Had to take cover in the women’s bathroom at work as more bad storms passed through the area just a couple days later.
• Found out that my raise was bigger than I had expected, and my gainsharing was more than I had expected as well. (Jim and I did fist bumps when I showed him the numbers, heh.)
• Found out that my mom lost her job. (She seems to be surprisingly okay with it, though.)
• Been doing a lot of reading on my Kindle, trying to catch up with our book club.

By the way, I love my Kindle. I still and always will love regular old books, but now I’m wondering why I held out so long on getting an ebook reader.

And The Walking Dead tonight! My co-worker Ryan told me some of his predictions on the fate of a couple of characters, and I’m curious to see it is plays out as he thinks. I relayed Ryan’s predictions to Jim, and we agree: Very plausible.

We shall see.

Okay, time for more coffee and more Buffy. The marathon continues! I’m on season 4. Now, the question is, do I watch the Angel episodes along with Buffy (because, as you know, several the episodes between the two series “go” together), or do I later give Angel its own marathon? Ah, decisions, decisions…

I’m getting very bad about updating, I know. And at first, I started to tell you why (mostly, because I get annoyed at squinting at the screen–my Internet surfing has dropped dramatically as my eyes get worse, let me tell you), but I’ve decided to pitch it. You don’t need to know how much my eyes suck. Just know that they do. They really, really do.

So. A couple days ago was Valentine’s Day. There are some people who complain about it being too commercialized, that it’s just some stupid gimmick for Hallmark to make money. To those people, I say you’ve forgotten the real importance of Valentine’s Day. Or, at least, the importance to me. Wanna know what that is?

It’s a day to cheat on your diet. 

So, yeah, nay-sayers. Shut up. It doesn’t matter who buys you chocolate! Buy it for yourself! Valentine’s Day is an excuse to gorge! Who cares who invented it?

Oh, yeah, and don’t forget to tell someone you love them while stuffing your face. There’s that aspect as well. It can be your dog, though. Hallmark doesn’t judge.

Anyway. Besides chocolate, Jim got me the third volume of the Buffy comics. Turns out, we also had the first and second ones here, but I did not know this. HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS? Apparently, Jim brought them into the relationship and forgot he had them. I’d divorce him for forgetting to tell me, but I’m afraid he’ll take them with him. So I just hog his comics instead.

And his chocolates.

I bought Jim the complete collection of H.P. Lovecraft. Should keep him busy for a while, I think. It’s a pretty big book that would take anyone else forever to read. So for Jim? He’ll probably have it done in a week, once he starts reading it.

Anyway, on Valentine’s Day, Jim and I went to Evelyn’s, which was short-staffed but was still sooo good, and then we went to Walmart and picked up Serenity and Stargate: Season 1. I was excited about Serenity, since I’ve been wanting it for a long time. Admittedly, it was nice to finally get something “frivolous.”

I’ve been thinking about this lately, actually. One of my friends at work told me that I needed to learn to be frivolous sometimes. This is because…well, truth be told, I’m a bit of a tightwad with money. True story. Anything that is not in the food or bills categories gets deemed “non-essential” and I refuse to spend money on it. This is why I haven’t gotten my hair cut since my wedding (why should I PAY someone to TAKE my hair?) and why just about all my clothes have holes in them. Even when I buy yarn, it’s in small amounts to make functional things like dishcloths and beds for the cats.

Luckily, Jim got his loan money in and is able to help out with gas and groceries, allowing me to knock out the car stuff with my check. (The mechanic has ordered the parts! Can’t wait until my girl has her whole face back!) He should be getting paid for painting those Warhammer figures, he’s insisting I take half of it, and he’s suggested that I get a Kindle. (Not sure if it’s really going to help with my reading-on-the-screen issues, but it would be nice to have.) Soon after, we should be getting our raises at work (my review was good!) and our gainsharing checks. I’m hoping to put this check toward a new computer because this laptop, I’m afraid, is on its way out. Although, if I get a new computer, I’m thinking it better have a much bigger screen. Because of, you know, the eye problems.

Anyway, to me, that’s “frivolous,” since technically, my laptop hasn’t broken, and even if it had, it’s not like we couldn’t go to the library to use theirs. Although we can’t if we don’t want to kill someone. The library computers are absolutely awful. Someone remind me, if I’m ever a millionaire, to donate nice computers to our library.

But after that? My eye is on Medieval Times. And maybe even House on the Rock. The ultimate in frivolity. And I will totally get there. Who says I don’t have goals?

So, that was it. My three day weekend. Damn, that was fast. I did manage to make some bread and get to the craft store, but my sewing machine is still sitting on the same box that it has been for the last year and a half. So much for that idea.

I did, however, finish crocheting Piper’s cat mat, polish off season 1 of Buffy with Jim (we’ve agreed that it’s high time we had another Buffy/Angel marathon), and we started watching season 2 of Justified. By the way, Jim has given me the heads up that season three of Justified starts tomorrow. I don’t know how many people watch the show, but if you’re not familiar with it, check it out here. It’s awesome.

I’m really glad it’s starting tomorrow, too. Tomorrow promises to be a hellish day as it is predicted be the busiest phone day of the year at my company. My thought? I’m going to need some cute guys in cowboy hats by the end of the day.  Thank god Jim will be there watching it with me. It just makes everything better.

Okay, I really don’t have any 5 o’clock news.  I just love that I’ve already been to the store, done dishes, cleaned up a bit, and it’s only now five o’clock!  As I’ve mentioned before, my new position means I can pretty much work whatever hours I want, as long as it’s within the hours that the building’s open and we get our 8 hours in at the end of the day.  Which means that I’ve been going straight to work as soon as I drop Jim off for work.  Yay for that.

So, I thought I’d post.  It’s been a bit, enough that Jim was disappointed the other day when he checked my blog for updates and found that there wasn’t any.  Well, that would be because, again, work.  Between working more nearly 11 hour workdays and my new (admittedly self-imposed) schedule, I have almost no alone time to post.   So I’m sucking it up and posting now, with Jim here.

Okay, so Jim’s in the kitchen making me dinner.  (You know, where a man belongs.  BWAHAHAHAHA.)

Like I said, nothing new, except that Jim and I are in the middle of watching Riverworld.  I bought it for him as a reward.  For something.  Never you mind–the point is that Jim made an interesting observation when Sam Clemens and his crew showed up on the screen.

“Let’s see,” he said, “we’ve got here a perky, female engineer…a prostitute that has an Asian feel about her…and a likable square-jawed leader.  Gee, what does that sound like?”

The answer:

Firefly

Seriously, Jim and I have decided that as much as we love Joss Whedon’s stuff, he sure does like to “borrow” ideas.  Which, you know, not wrong–writers do it all the time.  But I never knew until I met Jim how similar Buffy and Angel are to Jim’s beloved Highlander series.  Proof?  How about an immortal man who is cursed by–get this–gypsies so he cannot get married without something awful happening?   Jim could name you all sorts of other similarities.

Regardless, so far, Riverworld is pretty good.  It is, however, a very long movie that really needed to be a series.  Jim told me that it was actually a mini-series on the SyFy channel.  (By the way, I hate the new spelling of the SyFy channel.  I thought the purpose of being geeky was to show off how damn smart you were.  SHEESH.)  Anyway, I guess for the DVDs, they smooshed everything together into one big, long movie.   They shouldn’t have.  There’s a LOT going on in it, squashed into too little time, so you don’t get to…to…savor it.  Yeah, I said it.  SAVOR.  I just used a food word for a movie.

Did I mention Jim’s cooking dinner and I can smell it and I’m so hungry?  Also, I’ve been dieting.  That doesn’t help.  I lost something like three pounds in two days, which makes me very happy, but also, it makes me want to EAT A FREAKIN’ CAKE.

Nevermind.  I can’t talk about Riverworld anymore.  All I can think about is cake.  The moment is gone.

If there ever was a moment for a dramatic collapse and heaving sobs, this would be it.  Let me eat cake.