After getting road-raged into on Sunday, I've been feeling anxious and skittish about going anywhere that isn't "from the bedroom to the computer room, wearing jammies". I have to deal with an incommunicado insurance adjuster (the asshole who hit me, not mine, mine is awesome, yay Progressive), a rental car that has…
Do your cats miss you when you're gone? My tabby boy wanders around the house crying for about half an hour after I leave for the day, according to Mr Simon.
Welcome to the first in what I'm sure will be a semi-frequent series on things that have saved my life.
Trigger warning: Mentions of sexual abuse
Fall is coming. The leaves are changing, and people are talking about Halloween and Samhain. I think back to a year ago. I spent last Halloween in bed, crying. I couldn't deal with the kids and the parents in the neighborhood. I couldn't deal with being the house on the block that didn't give out candy, either, so my…
I'm fairly jealous of the owner of those painted toenails.
Mr Simon and I have completed our first year of homeownership. Huzzah! But we still have piles of boxes everywhere. Boohiss!
I am really not sure how they kept from burying their faces in that belly. I'm be motorboating that thing till the sea lions came home.
".... You stopped rubbing my belly. For why?"
I have an obnoxious nervous habit. I pick at the skin around my fingernails and cuticles, sometimes drawing blood or causing injury. It's worst when I have nothing else to keep my hands occupied.
Women in tech are generally expected to be perfect. We have to be brilliant, we have to know every intricacy of our field, and we're expected to do all that looking perfect.
I'm a learn-by-doing person. I haven't spent much of my life in an actual classroom. I've spent the last going-on-twenty years working in tech, from the bottom up. I've worked my way through what turned out to be a career in tech, and there are often holes in my knowledge that are downright embarrassing. My mentor at…
It is done! I took my oath, and am now a US Citizen. We got a little lost on the way there - Seattle's USCIS is in the middle of nowhere and charges $7 to park - and arrived just as they were starting to talk to "the candidates" about what the morning would entail. The guests, like my husband who took the day off to…
Tomorrow's the oath ceremony for my US citizenship. The letter informing me of the time and date was amusing, reminding me that this is a serious and solemn event - no jeans, t-shirts, or flip-flops. I've got a dress all picked out.