I think this might go down as one of my most proud moments of 2005....

Today, when i was outside to shovel, i heard a neighbor screech the name "EVA!!" in the most paniced way i have ever heard. I turned back and saw her adorable pug puppy run out into the street. And yes, there was a car coming. I took 2 steps, squatted down and called "Eva, come here girl!" in the most calm yet enthusiastic voice i could. She heard me (thank goodness), turned to run towards me and jumped into my arms. I do not know if she would have cleared to the other side of the street before the SUV came to where she was, but i suspect at the very least, she would have been clipped in the back end. A pug ass is no match for an SUV on any snowy road. Her human was so thankful i thought she was going to cry. Hell, i almost did. Eva is an adorable little thing. Only about 5 months old by now, i reckon. I feel proud i thought fast and helped. Eva, on the other hand, didn't understand the fuss.

When we picked up the mail we had held at the Post Office while we were away, among it was a envelope from the BCIS (Beareau of Citizenship and Immigration Services). Took 5 years, but we finally did it. I now have a Permanent Resident Card, aka Green Card. Unlike the last one, this one is valid for a dreamy 10 years... we will not have to do immigration paperwork for another 9 1/2 years! WOO HOO!

Soon, we will be going out to celebrate... dinner at Korea House. Yuuummm...

More on the holidays with my crazy ass family laters...

Good Morning! I just wanted to send out a note to everyone to have a happy holiday -- Happy Christmas, Happy Xmas, Happy Chanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa... and for (e:Terry) and Jehovah's Witnesses have a nice December. Any way you celebrate it or spell it, i hope your holiday is everything you wish it to be.

We are up early and will be off to my parent's place shortly. Wish us good luck across the Peace Bridge!!

So, today we got the drum kit all set up. Took a couple of hours, but we got the hang of it ok. Thank goodness (e:Uncutsaniflush) remembered some of the basics that were not in the instructions. I need to fiddle with it to get it just to my specific requirements, whatever they may be. For now, it feels very uncomfortable to be be there with the sticks in my hand. It won't forever though and i will learn. Loudly, but i will. I will get the hang of it all. We even had a guest drummer today for a few minutes, too. (e:Ladycroft) came by for a short visit and had a turn on the throne. I think she did great.

To those of you that asked, yes, my userpic is indeed me. About 20 years ago, but me none the less. At the time, i was going to an "alternative" program at my highschool. Because of my home situation at the time, i was living on my own at a fairly young age and i really wanted to try to stay in school. This program was mainly for adults, but i was accepted into it because i attended the school already and the staff was aware of what was going on for me as far as my living situation. The vice principal of the high school took this picture. I was in his office. I was very tired and in a pissy mood. I think i quit school within a week of that picture being taken. I went to the VP and told him myself. He really tried to help me stay in school, but he just could not afford to pay my rent any more than i could while i was in school.

All my life, i have been a tapper, a thrummer, a fidget monster. When i was a kid, i wasn't allowed to have tic tacs 'cause the sound of me shaking them drove my mom crazy. She was always screaming at me to keep still, to stop tapping, to leave her knitting needles alone. I always thought it was just because i am always uncomfortable, both physically and emotionally and that i need something to do with myself so i don't actually become crazy.

Since before we got married, (e:Uncutsaniflush) has been telling me i would make a good drummer. It used to make me so self-conscious, and i would immediately stop whatever tapping i was doing. Eventually, i was comfortable enough to tap along with a song on the radio when he was near. Now, over 5 years since we met, and 4 since we have been married and spent almost all of our time with each other, he has convinced me that my tapping might lead to something.

Earlier this month, we did some shopping.. browsing and info gathering, really. And it took me a while to decide, but i did. Today, i got my xmas present... to myself and from my wonderfully supportive husand. A brand new drum kit. It scares the fucking shit out of me to begin something like this... i am just a bundle of issues.

But i keep reminding myself that i can do this. That i will do this. That it is supposed to be fun. And i am not too old to learn and do something new. And mostly, that this is supposed to be fun. That i want to do this. That there are times in which the learning process will be frustrating. And that if Meg White can do it, anyone can. Thanks Meg.