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hooplove So, I’m sitting here at work, basically just trying to keep myself sane until 5pm, when I decide it’s definitely time for a blog update. My poor bloggy has been so neglected, sometimes I think I should just give it up and hit the delete button, but then I remember all the really good stuff I’ve written here and I just can’t bring myself to do it. I tell myself that I’ll get better, and post more often, but as they say, the road to Hell is paved with good intentions, and apparently so is the internets. Good intentions and porn.

Things have not really changed too much since my last post. I’m still struggling in a job I can now say that I honestly hate. It’s not the position at all-I love my role as a receptionist. It’s actually what’s going on within the restructuring of the company as well as the behind the scenes drama-rama that’s just making everyone insane. It’s only getting worse with each day. Needless to say, I am looking for another job-no big surprise there, right?

I think I’d like to do something a lot less receptionist-y, and maybe more administrative. I have mad admin skillz! *sillygrin* I’d also really enjoy something in which I could actually use my college degrees-maybe editing or proofreading?

Of course, if I won the lottery and became a multimillionaire, this would all be a moot point and I’d be writing blog updates from Cabo, so maybe I should just better start working on that!

My dad is doing well, though we’ve been told he’s reaching the end of his physical therapies and will need to be moved to a permanent, semi-private room soon. He’s no longer a candidate for assisted living as he is still very impulsive about his decisions and is not very ambulatory by himself. What this means of course, is we’ll now have to switch to private pay and begin the whole process for applying to Medicaid. What a pain in the ass.

I just began another bellydancing session with Michelle at The Goddess Hour. Loves it! I’ve also been working a lot on my hoopdancing with the help of online tutorials and I found a wicked awesome online hoop community, Safire Dance, through Safire’s youtube hooping tutorials. I’m not brave enough yet to post my own hoop video-I fear I still look like a seizure victim at times and I’ve not lost that “learning a new trick” face of utter concentration. When I’m more confident in my skills and flow, I will definitely post some vids!

I have some new pics to post too, which I’ll try to do either tonight or sometime soon.



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….to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.
~Nelson Mandela

Wow. So, it’s been awhile. About a year or so, maybe? Have you missed me? *cutegrinwink* I’ve missed you. Really. *nodnod*

It’s time to come back, to dust off my blog and start pouring my heart out again about whatever crosses my mind. I got lazy before I left, the 2007 NaBloPoMo really took a toll here on things at Terminally Cute, though there are some gems there hidden amongst the rubble, I think.

I’m excited to get back to blogging! I’ve spent the last couple days cleaning up the place, changing out some links, and revamping a few things here and there. If you, my dear readers, have anything you’d like to know or questions you’d like to ask or any comments or complaints you’d like to make, just let me know and pop me a comment! I lovelovelove getting input from you guys and it feels so good to know that someone is out there actually reading my schtuff! *g* I’m also still on Myspace, and can be reached through there, just friend me. I do not have a Facebook page: I think Facebook is boring.

My goals for Terminally Cute in 2009 include blogging more consistently. I hope you’ll find posts here that will amuse you, make you laugh, and maybe even make you think about stuff in a different way. I’ll continue to post about my life and all that entails, but I’ll also not forget to dish about the latest celeb trainwrecks or give you my opinions on the latest in film, tv and books. I do love me some pop culture!

Now, how about playing some catch-up? *s*

2008 has been a tough year for me. Health-wise, I have not been at my best, and there were days I thought I’d never feel good again. We decided to change up my RA meds in the spring as the Humira just wasn’t working as well as it used to. I was having more flares and feeling uncomfortable more days than not. My rheumatologist felt that at my young age, there’s no reason we can’t achieve 100% on another med when I’m currently only reaching about 70% of how they’d expect me to feel on Humira. Well, prior to switching me to Remicade, I had to have a routine PPD test to look for signs of tuberculosis, and guess what, folks? Winner, winner, chicken dinner, I’ve got TB.

And as if that wasn’t enough, around the same time I was battling the WORST ear infection ever in the history of ear infections, all thanks to my compromised immune system. Yay. I was literally deaf in my left ear for the better part of a month.

Things did turn around though. My ear infection got better, no thanks to my ex-primary care physician who refused to put me on anything except the lowest dose of oral antibiotics she could prescribe. Thank the Gods she was out of town when I called after a few days of this treatment to complain of continued pain and ooziness. I got referred to the absolute best doctor, and suffice it to say, he is now my primary care physician. He set me up with stronger antibiotics and pain meds, as well as sent me to a specialist who sucked my ear dry with a little ear vaccum thingee and put me on even stronger antibiotics, oral and drops. Ahh, sweet relief!

Anyway, I digress. Back to my TB. They couldn’t start the Remicade because I was positive for TB. Craig and I weren’t exactly sure what TB was, but clearly being positive was not a good thing. We both began to worry. I had to go to the Health Department for treatment. Apparently, that’s the law.

At my first visit, it was explained to me that being positive for TB simply means I carried the TB antibodies, putting me at great risk for coming down with the disease, especially with my weakened immune system. I could have picked up the antibodies anywhere, but as I was negative when they tested me prior to the Humira, Craig and I are blaming my positive status on a uniformed soldier who sat behind us on a flight from Tennesee, coughing his head off the entire way.

I was given a strong antibiotic that I was to take for nine months, and I would have to come in once monthly for check ins and to pick up more meds. I had to stop my RA meds for a short span of time too. Needless to say, I was a hurting puppy.

Three months into the treatment, I was able to start on the Remicade. Remicade differs from Humira in that it is a three hour IV infusion given every eight weeks after the first two infusions which are spaced more closely together, whereas the Humira is an injectible that I would take at home every other week. I was very excited to get going. I just wanted to feel some relief. At this point I was experiencing a lot of pain all the time. My new primary care doctor had taken me off of the Darvocet, which wasn’t doing squat, and put me on a hardcore dose of Vicodin. After four infusions of Remicade, I still felt lousy. After a full body flare, in which every single joint was inflamed, I got put on methylprednisone. Ugh. My RA doc didn’t want to run the risk of doing any further damage to my joints once it became clear to him that it wasn’t working for me, so he took me off the Remicade and got me started pretty quickly on Orencia. Orencia is also an IV infusion, but it’s given once monthly and takes about 1-2 hours.

I just had my third infusion , or maybe my fourth, the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and I’ve got to say I’m feeling pretty okay. *knocks on wood* So far, so good. Of course, I’m unhappy about the weight gain from the pred, which I’m still on, but slowly tapering off. I’ve actually lost 18 lbs so far, just trying to be more conscious of what goes in my mouth and watching my cals. Thanks SparkPeople!!! Exercise up until now has been completely out of the question, but now that I’m getting a little more perky and energetic I’m excited to start bellydancing again! I’ll start classes at The Goddess Hour in the beginning of January, but intend to start going to some cardio-strip classes this month, and maybe even try the Zhumba walk-in classes as well. It really all depends how I feel.

My health has really been the priority and the preoccupation of the entire year. Aside from that, there’s not much to tell.

We just spent a really quiet Thanksgiving, just the hubby and I. We did go out on Black Friday and pick up quite a few dvds and PS3 games, so Craig has been completely absorbed in Call of Duty-World at War as well as NHL ’09.

Here’s the thing with me and videogames. I love videogames, however, once I get bored or stuck, I end up losing interest and so I never finish a game. Ever.

I was bored over the long weekend with Craig so embroiled in Call of Duty, and so I dragged out a game I’ve had for a long while but never opened–Zoo Tycoon. Don’t laugh! It’s really fun. I stayed up every night until the wee hours, just building zoos. I’m totally addicted now.

What’s really hilarious is once you’ve built your zoo and everything’s running smoothly, just throwing a little chaos on into the mix. Picking up a few zoo guests and throwing them in with the Siberian tigers or throwing some penquins in with the polar bears or even just oops! accidently breaking down some cage walls and watching as your animals terrorize the zoo guests into a helterskelter-ish kind of pandemonium. Hearing their little screams and watching as they get tossed about through the air by some big bad predator is just awesome.

Yeah, I know, I have a pretty messed up sense of what’s funny. Good thing I’m not running the country, right? Ah, but that’s a topic for another evening! *g*

Sweet dreams!

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beagley.jpg It’s the last day of NaBlo and the last day of NaNo….and I am relieved it’s over.

Yes, another successful year as far as NaBlo goes, and though my blogging this month has been kinda up and down, much like my life the last 30 days, at least I can say I was able to post every day.

My freshman efforts with NaNo were not good. I certainly failed to meet the 50,000 words in 30 days deadline, but I did get started on my novel & I have plans to continue working on it until it’s completed. In that way, I feel as though I got what I needed out of it.

In other news, I went & saw “Enchanted” tonight with a dear friend of mine. Verrrrry Cute!! I’ll post a review hopefully this weekend, if I can manage it. I’m still typing one handed. *grimace*


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labyrinth.gif This afternoon, a search query on “what do the french leave for santa” led some poor clueless wanderer to Terminally Cute. Because I do my best to answer the hard hitting questions *snicker*, I did a little research on “Pere Noel.” (read: I needed something to fill space for tonight’s post. TGI-almost the end of NaBloPoMo! *g*)

The French call Santa, “Pere Noel,” which in their language means “Father Christmas.” French children leave carrots and hay in their shoes for Pere Noel’s reindeer, and toys & gifts are left in return. Pere Noel makes two visits to children who have been especially good, showing first on December 6th, St. Nicholas Eve, and then again on December 24th, Christmas Eve. Adults usually exchange gifts on New Years Day. He travels with Pre Fouettard, a stern disciplinarian who keeps track of which children have been naughty and which have been nice.

Hmm. I think the next search query I’ll tackle is “what it’s like to be a sociopath.”


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house-genius.png I was browsing blogs, and got hooked onto this quiz site. I think I’ve wasted about thirty minutes so far.

Teh internets….they has me…..


You Are 28% Sociopath

From time to time, you may be a bit troubled and a bit too charming for your own good.
It’s likely that you’re not a sociopath… just quite smart and a bit out of the mainstream!

You Are a Bit Prissy

From time to time you can be a princess, but these days, who isn’t a little high maintenance?
You know what you want, and you’re definitely not afraid to ask for it.
(Just refrain from having a temper tantrum if you don’t get your way!)
There’s nothing wrong with having high standards… as long as they’re occasionally low enough to allow spontaneity and fun!

You Could Be a Vampire… If You Had To

Like most people, the thought of being a vampire has crossed your mind. But you’re not sure if you’d do it, even if you could.
Living forever doesn’t sound half bad, if you could live forever with the people you love the most.
But do vampires even love? And would the vampire version of you even be you?
It’s all too much to contemplate. Luckily, the chances of you ever becoming a vampire are astronomically low.

What you would like best about being a vampire: Living forever

What you would like least about being a vampire: Blood stained teeth

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dinos.gif I’m totally having an RA flare in my right wrist, so this will be a really short post, not like I haven’t been phoning it in the last two weeks already, right?

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking since NaBlo started, and while I really haven’t been giving my all to this blog for several months, having to post something every day has just really made me realize it even more so. I’m really unhappy about that. I love my blog, but we’ve kinda drifted apart. *cutegrin*

Tonight, I came to the conclusion that some changes need to be made to Terminally Cute. I don’t have a solid plan in mind at the moment, but keep your eyes peeled & hang on to your popcorn…


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bunnycutebutpsycho.png Aaaahhhhh. Can you smell the yummy goodness? It’s the first day of NaBloPoMo. Feels like #2 pencils and black & white composition notebooks. *sparklygrin* I love it.

But what to blog about? NaNoWriMo of course! With a goal of 1667 words per day, I turned in a word count today of 1721, all of which I wrote today at work, and I may try to get some writing in before I go to bed. I’m pleased with my first day’s efforts, but I would really rather be ahead of the game; I’d feel more confident with a “buffer.” Just in case, ya know.

Aside from all that writing, I have some litter boxes to clean, and some dust bunnies to vacuum. Tomorrow night, we are going out to dinner with friends and then having people over to hang, so I need to get a little cleaning done tonight. Fun, huh? Yeah, I know *eyeroll*—it’s the highlight of my evening. I don’t really have any other solid plans for the weekend, but I’m sure we’ll prolly end up with some.


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