A few years ago our youngest son had a problem that our doctor down in Texas told us was sleep walking. This weekend we found out different. On Thursday our son had one of these episodes while in school and unlike when it happened down in Texas where that school didn’t contact us till several hours after the problem was noticed this school tried calling us and when no one answered the phone here they sent a police officer to track down my mother-in-law while they took my son to the ER. I’m grateful for that. I was down in Salt Lake at the time and my husband was out in the yard when they tried to call. He did call the school when he came back inside and immediately went up to the hospital after hanging up. The doctor in the ER had a suspicion of what was going on with our son but he did not have the equipment to make a proper diagnosis at our tiny hospital so he decided to send our son down to Primary Childrens Hospital in Salt Lake post haste. My husband called me then to tell me what was going on and that they would be driving down ASAP. I met them at the ER of Primary Childrens around 4:30 pm and at 6 pm we had a new diagnosis and a treatment plan. It turns out my son has been having Atypical Absence Seizures. I am relieved to have a diagnosis that I can do something about. We can treat this.

After spending the night in the hospital for observation we spent the rest of the weekend at a friends house so we could attend some social gatherings going on in town. Friday night was spent at The Greenhouse Effect in Salt Lake for Stealth Coffee. This is something that takes place every Friday night at that location and it is a blast every time I get the opportunity to attend. Saturday we went to Liberty Park for the first Mountain Shadows Clan of the Toteg Tribe meeting. Then Sunday we went to Fairmont Park for a Meetup Picnic where I got my picture taken by a member of the Church of the Sacred Circle (who were also having a meetup in the park) every time I visited the public restroom. I laughed that off but I got pretty peeved when another member of that organization decided to take video of my son when he was near the restroom. There is something seriously wrong with those people!!

Salt Lake Witches Meet Up Filk

Tune: The Theme from the Beverly Hillbillies

Come and read the meetup post put up by Avaloon
They talk about community but sing a different tune
They try to stir up interest in the Sacred Circle Church
But no one wants to hang out in the stolen fucking yurt!
(spoken: witch jars– poachers)

People came to join up and they said they’d like to share
Heron didn’t like ‘em and she flicked ‘em offa there
Questions aren’t allowed and they don’t want those who are brave
The meetup sites locked down like Sacred Circle and Sunstave!
(drones, that is—flying monkeys)

A new list was created, it’s an open public group
Their meetups on the same day and they’re bringing plastic poop
They think we stole their picture and it makes us snort and gag
Our rockin’ sacred photo is an enema bag!
(soooooooo awesome — totally!)

(fade out, banjo music)

© The Flixters

Lewis Falls
Yellowstone National Park

Some of my family came up from Texas to visit me for a few days. This includes my grandmother, mother, niece Sharon, nephew Charlie, and favorite cousin Mike. While my grandmother opted to stay here with my two year old nephew the rest of us decided to embark on a day trip up to Yellowstone National Park. This is a trip I’ve made a few times but it’s never dull and always a beautifully scenic drive. I’ve never really had a wildlife encounter while up in Yellowstone till this trip though and thus comes the tale of the asshat humans…

It’s going on sunset and we’re still in the park as the speed limit is 45 at the most but usually more like 35. Why? Because they don’t want you to hit the wildlife and the roads are mountainous, curvy, and lined with trees. There are also few passing zones within the park for the same reasons. Does that matter to an asshat in a pickup truck though? Nope. We were driving along doing the speed limit when about fifty feet in front of us crossing the road is a baby bear. We stop, leaving plenty of room between us and the bear. I almost got a picture of it too… till the asshat in the pickup decided that we were just stopping in the middle of the road in a no passing zone for no particular reason at all and zooms around us… that is till he sees the bear and decides to slam on his breaks taking up both lanes while his buddy in the passenger seat rolls down his window (yeah you read that right, fucking idiot) to hang out of it so he can get a picture of the bear. What I thought to myself at that time was, “these are the kind of idiots you see on those When Animals Attack videos…” They were real damn lucky that momma bear didn’t come out of the woods.

These are very short videos of my little chihuahua Biscuit doing her howl.

Beware of teh cute…

I thought it was time to upgrade the camera. We had an old Fuji Finepix 2650 that still works beautifully but doesn’t quite do everything I want in a camera so I just purchased a Fuji Finepix S5700 and gave the old camera to my daughter Christi.

I spent a good deal of time yesterday annoying most everyone by taking various pictures and videos. If you go to my myspace you can see a video I took of our fire bowl last night. To see some of the pictures I took you can visit my flickr.

I also took this picture of my new ring. I lost my wedding ring which was sterling silver with celtic designs engraved on it. This is what Parker got me in replacement. *smiles* Yes I do love that man!

This is my newly engaged daughter Christi and her fiance Mike…

…and the rock. Man does that thing sparkle!

Yesterday I wrote the owner of the site and heard back from him today. He was cordial and expressed regret that my trouble ticket was treated as it was. He also expressed that the reason my daughter was banned was not what I stated but he didn’t know what exactly the reason was and would be investigating the matter further. I did write him back to give him more information.

Parker decided to call him to discuss the situation after I spent a couple of hours figuring out that we were all perm banned because of “problem ticket abuse”, in other words anyone who uses our ISP was deemed by one 19 year old girl called “FoxGrin” to be my daughter aka bunnylover. She wasn’t answering the tickets she was making notes on the tickets to say, “this is bunnylover.” My daughter is only responsible for two trouble tickets and she isn’t even the first person who submitted a ticket, not even the first person in our home who did so. My son is actually the first one who submitted a ticket. I read his, it was very well written IMNSHO. He ended a ticket by stating, “that’s ignorant and retarded” in reference to the fact that the ban was put in place while the kids were in school. Apparently they were checking IP logs and saw that our IP had logged on earlier that day, it was my 18 year old daughter but naturally it had to be bunnylover. In this case I think my son’s statement is true, at least half true anyway, it is ignorant.

FoxGrin made a reference to that in her response to one of the tickets my daughter actually did write and it seems that FoxGrin has limited reading comprehension because she claimed it was bunnylover insulting the admins rather than what was written.

The owner told Parker that the original ban was because bunnylover had a disagreement with an admin but he still doesn’t know what it was about and the admin in question (not FoxGrin) denies the jealousy story. Well duh, why would she admit to abusing her power? He did seem to agree about the trouble ticket issue though and lifted the perm ban that was put in place because FoxGrin assumed everyone was bunnylover.

So, the problem is resolved but my opinion about the immaturity of the staff hasn’t changed. It’s sadly been reaffirmed.

Yesterday I signed up for an account on wolfhome.com and promptly found myself banned within seconds of confirming my account. I opened a trouble ticket to inquire about the problem and just received a response. It’s one word, “Bunnylover.” WTF??? How does that even remotely answer the question? Now don’t get me wrong, I know who bunnylover is, my 15 year old daughter. Still, that does not address my question. In fact, it’s a bit on the immature side in my opinion. I have four computers in this house and five people have accounts on that site. We aren’t all my daughter. A quick trip to google would clear up any question about me being a 15 year old girl as well I would think. I mean I have been around for a while.

I did ask my daughter about the situation. What she told me is that it has to do with one of the volunteer admins being jealous over some guy asking my daughter to be his mate even though my daughter turned him down. Apparently the girl banned my daughter to eliminate the competition. Some kind of desperate attempt to win this guy over even though he’s already told her he isn’t interested. Pathetic and immature teen bullshit.

Now I’ve found out that nearly our whole town has been perm banned. They all probably wrote trouble tickets asking about the IP ban since I’ve been told that almost everyone in this town that is with my ISP has the same IP addy, like one big LAN.

I remember when wolfhome was first starting out. I was busy back then with the PWA but I seem to recall that I had joined all those years ago probably as Wolfrose but never did anything with it. It wasn’t so interactive back then either. The new chat they have now is rather cool. It’s a shame it can’t be run by more mature people with some professional ethics.

Since It’s been a while and I’ve done a color change (revert, although I am changing it back to red again) on my hair I decided it was time for new pix of myself.

    

I’ve been in so much frakin pain lately that my daughter’s boyfriend has been commenting on how he can tell I’m not well.

I!HATE!FIBRO!

I hate being tired. I hate not being able to think about anything without screaming in my head because I hurt. I hate not being able to do things I think I should be able to do. It SUCKS! I really hate though that some people think it’s all in my head because ya know, I don’t look sick… yeah, whatever… trade ya.

I hurt… bad… but I’m happy so life is good.