tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post705828977130429163..comments2024-03-14T03:43:02.583-04:00Comments on EPBOT: Mixed Up, But Baked In A Beautiful PieJenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11888187687405622408noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-77225339647709176862018-10-08T11:42:51.990-04:002018-10-08T11:42:51.990-04:00I'm going through a rough time as well. I'...I'm going through a rough time as well. I'm constantly working at my two jobs, no day off in weeks, not a whole lot of money, feeling stuck/not seeing a way out, and no time for friends or fun. I just can't take the news, and all the general horribleness out there.<br />I was supposed to help make my sister's Halloween costume, but haven't even cut out the fabric yet. I'm trying to find the motivation to get stuff done, but just can't seem to find it. All the while I have my mom on me about the state of my room, and I just found out a friend is moving to North Carolina next week, and I won't likely see her before she leaves because of my schedule.<br /><br />I'm trying to find some good right now when I feel like my life is such a mess. I do have a trip to see a friend to look forward to next month, so at least that's something.Vicki L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00139166046739047126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-16277099602407104512018-10-07T22:36:10.298-04:002018-10-07T22:36:10.298-04:00Maybe you just need to pivot your feelings. Pivot!...Maybe you just need to pivot your feelings. Pivot! PIVOT! ;)<br /><br />Big hugs to you for everything. Never The Cool Nerdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05050913748090565198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-42387078954944172942018-10-05T20:36:58.023-04:002018-10-05T20:36:58.023-04:00I feel ya. Having just come off a week-long sinus ...I feel ya. Having just come off a week-long sinus headache (due to allergies? cold? who-the-hell-knows?), it royally sucks when you can't do what you know a reasonable adult would do, and there's no visible reason (excuse?) why you can't just push your way through. "It's just a headache. Even though my eyes are screwed in too tight, my teeth throb, and my entire forehead wants to implode, it's not like I've got the flu or a broken limb or..."<br /><br />It's so hard to shut up that part of my brain, and just take care of myself when my body says I need it most. Luckily, I've a good little cat nurse who all but grapples me to the chair when she knows I need to rest up.<br /><br />And yes, <i>Critical Role</i> is awesome and horrible and fantastic, and I have lost so many hours of my life to those twits. And I'm only a third of the way through Campaign 1!C.N. Wolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01088413428235311822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-33697808639305734102018-10-05T03:32:44.855-04:002018-10-05T03:32:44.855-04:00Hang in there...hormones & heat are no joke. :...Hang in there...hormones & heat are no joke. :(hyphen8https://www.blogger.com/profile/10475271627409097623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-55711530065630685822018-10-05T01:46:49.541-04:002018-10-05T01:46:49.541-04:00All out of spoons here too.All out of spoons here too.Microbial Teahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05033229686823815227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-80719083177448495372018-10-04T20:26:26.559-04:002018-10-04T20:26:26.559-04:00If you are ready for a pick-me-up video. I stumble...If you are ready for a pick-me-up video. I stumbled across Sarah Bareilles and Sugarland covering "Come On Eileen" live in concert. They looked like they were having SO much fun. So happy and bouncy! It might balance out the tears. https://youtu.be/TMDqkBjvdMgCheryl S.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-80007005791992359552018-10-04T18:39:10.610-04:002018-10-04T18:39:10.610-04:00Just fyi, you can now easily play youtube videos o...Just fyi, you can now easily play youtube videos on repeat. Just right-click and select Loop. Also, it's very dusty in here.catplumtreehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07567179743357916303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-12212249510725862672018-10-04T16:36:07.589-04:002018-10-04T16:36:07.589-04:00Yup. I'm in that well with you, girl. Exhaust...Yup. I'm in that well with you, girl. Exhaustion makes everything else seem impossible. Maybe while we're sitting down here together, you can teach me to play one of the cool videogames that you're into? Or, if you want, we can relocate to my well in Wyoming. It's supposed to snow, YES SNOW here Sunday through Tuesday. I hate snow. Plus I hate cloudy days. Anyway, here is a corny joke to attempt to cheer you for just a moment: What's the difference between snowmen and snowwomen? Snow balls!!Cowgirl68https://www.blogger.com/profile/03345602558147085951noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-84390899149588192562018-10-04T14:04:14.196-04:002018-10-04T14:04:14.196-04:00Have you read Stop the Thyroid Madness? I’m readin...Have you read Stop the Thyroid Madness? I’m reading it now, though I should’ve a long time ago, and there’s so much I didn’t, but should’ve, known. Like how to take my meds, and supplements I’ve never heard of before (which is funny, bc I thought by this time that I had taken them all). Being on NDT has also helped. And apparently there’s another rx that specifically helps with hashis that I’ve never heard of before, that helps balance antibodies and prevent thyroid destruction. <br /><br />Anyways. All that to say: you’re not alone. And there are online communities for that too! That’s been helping me realize just how not alone I am. Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14874433206599664457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-29813579959838861452018-10-04T12:54:15.814-04:002018-10-04T12:54:15.814-04:00I'm so with you.
I've had generalized anx...I'm so with you.<br /><br />I've had generalized anxiety for pretty much my whole life, it's had a name for the last seven years. Earlier this summer I cut back on one of my antidepressants and stopped taking the pill, in hopes of kick-starting my libido. Ever since, it's been hell. I can't get a good night's sleep. Anxiety flare-ups are back. And when it's PMS-o'clock it's hell with a good pinch of roller coaster and lighter fluid thrown in. Add to this a back injury that WON'T heal (I have Fibro, too), continuous weight gain as a result of my *other* medication, and chronically deteriorating fitness levels, and you have my well.<br /><br />I'm in my PMS-week, again, and I feel so lost. Between the brainfog and the crying and the anxiety I don't know what to do anymore. I tried to write, but had to stop after 300 words.<br /><br />Earlier today, my bf told me that a ladder was coming, that it was terrible but I just had to wait it out. Now you're telling me. It helps. It helps being seen, and knowing I'm not alone at the bottom of this well.<br /><br />Oh- and I totally agree with our fight being worth it! Trying to maintain balance and positivity in my life is my biggest achievement, and a continuous source of joy:). <br /><br />Now, let's settle in and wait for that ladder together, shall we?Rinske Verberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09363351479705170350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-70201562432091768262018-10-04T11:17:28.921-04:002018-10-04T11:17:28.921-04:00It's been rough over here too, but you know wh...It's been rough over here too, but you know what? Just being seen, like really SEEN by this helps. Just knowing that I'm not the lone ranger helps give me a little more hope that the ladder is coming. Matthewsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-67967599082343182702018-10-04T10:54:45.946-04:002018-10-04T10:54:45.946-04:00All of this. Right now, ALL OF THIS. ❤❤❤All of this. Right now, ALL OF THIS. ❤❤❤MIBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09573931442905994264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-14646815759726021832018-10-04T10:44:32.935-04:002018-10-04T10:44:32.935-04:00I'm here too. I've been slipping downward ...I'm here too. I've been slipping downward for a couple weeks and finally hit the bottom of the well on Tuesday. I mentally beat myself up all day - not worthy, stupid, delusional - and Wednesday I woke up feeling like I had been physically beat up. I went to class anyway (yeah, 37 years old, going back to school), all 4 hours of it, and I can't remember a lot of it because I was in such a weird haze. But, I did it, and I think I can see that ladder finally. Maybe. I'm fighting, and I really needed this post today, thank you.Erinobinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12983818482169987958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-12739834751970811942018-10-04T10:22:00.238-04:002018-10-04T10:22:00.238-04:00Personally I think it is because the climate chang...Personally I think it is because the climate change has messed up us with freaking hot weather in OCTOBER! But you have friends who care, a husband to bet all others and two adorable felines to cuddle up with. Take time to take care. And maybe eat some brownies. Yeah, medicinal brownies.Samhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08156616364193925933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-23363541647099319622018-10-04T08:52:02.328-04:002018-10-04T08:52:02.328-04:00Hmmmm… I kinda think I'm the friend at the top...Hmmmm… I kinda think I'm the friend at the top of the well, lowering down buckets of brownies… or in this current situation, pie. 🤗 Continuing to pray for you.PinkieWelbornehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11977890877665218258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-85281284334198319772018-10-04T03:11:06.036-04:002018-10-04T03:11:06.036-04:00Ah, that nasty old well, I know that place. That&#...Ah, that nasty old well, I know that place. That's how I described it to my doctor when I got help four years ago. A well that keeps sinking lower, like the elevator at the Haunted Mansion. And the light is dim, and the voices echo and yet don't quite reach. Yeah, the well can piss right off with itself. <br /><br />What IS it about September as a month that makes it both suck and blow harder than a Shop-Vac? Without fail, I and everyone I know (online or IRL) that has even a slight mental health issue will go all screwy on some level, especially the creative ones. Here it is Oct. 4 already, and I still don't have plans, much less a new costume. No decorations up, either. I also have a series or nerd-based art quilts that I have all planned and want to start, but... meh. I need to watch some good ol' Universal Studios monster movies; maybe the Bride will inspire me!<br /><br />Oh, and about the hormones and Hashi's foolishness? I FEEL YOU. I turned 50 (shudder) back in May, hadn't had but one period in a year, so I start thinking OK, you are becoming a Crone, it's a sacred thing to be, so get over it. And then outta nowhere, WHAAAAAAAT? periods every 5-6 weeks or so, never any warning, like someone turned on a tap. And me rinsing out my panties and yelling "WHAT THE ACTUAL BLOODY HELL, I'M 50! FIVE-OH, damnit, this is just WRONG! 36 years is enough, I am OVER IT." And then I think of all the women my age or younger that wish they had my Fertile Myrtle Hillbilly genes and I feel kinda guilty for bitching. :/<br /><br />Don't stop rockin',<br /><br />Storm the KlingonStorm the Klingonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-36443205694665391172018-10-04T01:29:58.447-04:002018-10-04T01:29:58.447-04:00I was in the well with you. It doesn't happen ...I was in the well with you. It doesn't happen often to me, but no matter how many times it does, you still don't get used to it. You know it's irrational and absurd that we are feeling this way and yet, we still do. Mine came at the same time of the change of the weather mid sept, cooler temps, and family gatherings just seamed to add to it. Like maybe the positions of the stars really do have a way with effecting us. It took 2 days to climb out of the well, but it felt like forever. Thanks for sharing your story, it helps knowing we are not alone. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04326693048319393439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-32733001626682950722018-10-03T21:53:16.741-04:002018-10-03T21:53:16.741-04:00Interesting timing on this post as curiously, I…um...Interesting timing on this post as curiously, I…um…had an Epbot/Cake Wrecks-inspired dream last night.<br /><br />I was with a tour group and we came to your house. You sat there talking with the group; I sat on your floor and your cats kept sitting in my lap. Then, when John appeared in the other room, I cried out, OMG it's John! And neither of you kicked me out or thought I was that strange. So thanks for being kind in my dream. :)<br /><br />It's funny how a blog or two read by someone you've never met can infiltrate one's life. That's how a complete stranger can empathize with you when you feel like you're down the rabbit hole. Until we find a way to fill the hole, we can at least offer an arm to grab onto to help lift you out. (Granted, I would completely understand if you wouldn't want to grab the arm of some random person dreaming of your cats, but it's there if you'd like it.) A real-life friend is so overwhelmed with work that he feels he's underwater, and I offered him a snorkel and reminded him to breathe and remember it won't last forever, even though it seems like it now. As long as we can all take turns reminding each other of that, we'll be okay.<br /><br />Thank you for the reminder, by the way. :) And thanks for what you do. It helps me when I go down my own rabbit holes.<br /><br />--Yet another JenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-131200420692255792018-10-03T21:04:49.667-04:002018-10-03T21:04:49.667-04:00This reminds me of a story I heard on West Wing.
...This reminds me of a story I heard on West Wing.<br /><br />A man is walking across the street and falls down an open hole. He's stuck and can't climb back out. He yells, "Hey, can someone help me?"<br /><br />A priest comes by, looks down the hole and says, "I'll pray for you."<br /><br />He calls again. This time a doctor looks down the hole, writes a prescription and tosses it down to the man. <br /><br />He calls up for help again, and this time his friend stops and looks down the hole and then jumps in. <br /><br />The guys says, "What did you do that for? Now we're both down here!"<br /><br />And his friend says, "Yeah, but I've been down in this hole before. I know the way out."Touch of Inkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13551995840395409781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-14469669386639255042018-10-03T21:03:14.146-04:002018-10-03T21:03:14.146-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Touch of Inkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13551995840395409781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-20960433251294620482018-10-03T20:46:52.549-04:002018-10-03T20:46:52.549-04:00That pun just made things better. :D That pun just made things better. :D Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11888187687405622408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-17023486720643896252018-10-03T20:45:46.406-04:002018-10-03T20:45:46.406-04:00Okay, this is me except with Hamilton. I've se...Okay, this is me except with Hamilton. I've seen it twice on Broadway and cannot get through the show with fewer than 3-5 tissues. I still cannot get through the soundtrack without becoming a sobbing mess for the last 1/3 of the show. I loved Waitress too. But Hamilton gets me every time.suenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-5102504830324270852018-10-03T18:52:35.581-04:002018-10-03T18:52:35.581-04:00I feel you. This week has been endless. If you nee...I feel you. This week has been endless. If you need a seasonal pick-me-up, please go listen to the song "Sexy" from the Mean Girls musical.<br /><br />(And my daughter and I got to see the touring Waitress in L.A. a couple months ago. I was ready for good, but it was incredible!! And yes, watching that video made me cry again.)ErinInCAnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-37513097145816024872018-10-03T16:03:27.441-04:002018-10-03T16:03:27.441-04:00You are not alone! I have Sjogren's and gastro...You are not alone! I have Sjogren's and gastroparesis, which has recently stopped me from eating solid food entirely. I've known this was coming. I know it's not the worst it could be, But giving up food, which for so long was my favorite comfort in dark times, is hard! Thanks for the pie, I have needed a good cry for days!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15862393979230482993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724594058209899258.post-78260887383128633322018-10-03T16:01:04.572-04:002018-10-03T16:01:04.572-04:00The first time I saw Waitress on Broadway (with Sa...The first time I saw Waitress on Broadway (with Sara!) I sobbed the entire time. SOBBED. The second time I sobbed for most of it. The third time, I sobbed again. That show just does something to me. I could have so easily been Jenna in real life. I still sob when I listen to the soundtrack.KChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03679605308570936335noreply@blogger.com