Movie I loathe: Planet of the Apes (old version or newer version - any version)
Music genres I loathe: Hard, heavy rock excluding Metallica
Magazine which annoys me: GQ
Makes me cranky at restaurant:
Makes me cranky in public: People who feel they have the right to discipline perfect strangers' children. The nerve!
Makes me cranky in general: Ignorance and liars
Pisses me off at home: Endless housework
Pisses me off at work: Writer's block
Pisses me off in general: Manipulation
Makes me impatient at home: My limitations
Makes me impatient at work: My limitations (ah the joys of working from home)
Makes me impatient in public: Rude people
Celebrity I hate: Mark Wahlberg (ick ick super ick ew!)
Music artist I hate: Hard, heavy rock excluding Metallica
I could care less about: I could care less about a lot of things because I care about a lot of things and people. Now I couldN'T care less about my neighbor's feelings when they lose their Section 8 Housing Assistance for threatening Cookie Monster, assaulting Pruny etc.
Annoys the crap out of me weekdays: Mega meltdown mornings with Oatmeal Raisin.
Annoys the crap out of me weekends: Feeling lost and overwhelmed without anyone to turn to even though they offer to help when we don't need it.
Blogger's habit that annoys you: Attacking another blogger via comments without leaving a name, email address, website etc. It's spineless and disgusting.
Feature on your blog you hate: Just that I can't seem to get it setup and looking the way I want it. It doesn't feel right to me yet.
Movie star you despise: Mark Wahlberg (ick ick super ick ew!)
Politician that you hate: If there were still a CIA etc I would worry about them coming to get me. Since there isn't, I'm not worried about saying this...I can't stand President Obama. There is just something about him that drives me nuts. Of course, his policies - new, old, possibly - don't help endear him to my heart any either.
I am simply beside myself. Absolutely devastated. I need something I can fight, yet there isn't anything available. I'm falling apart. The only thing I can think to do in an effort to help him is to learn American Sign Language. So I am throwing myself head first into learning that. I forsee many tests and doctors appointments. So I am also throwing myself head first into creating health logs for both Emmett John and Gavin. It's something I can do with my hands. Something I can create. Something with a purpose. Something besides waiting. And worrying. And completely freaking-out.
This blog contains my inner most thoughts on all things in my life, my heart and head. It is my goal to someday purge my soul of all the stains and heal the wounds I've been carrying with me for nearly my entire life.
There will be times when I will discuss triggering topics. If these will be difficult for you, I want you be warned now and not blindsided later.
I am a survivor, or so I'm told. This is where I come to tell my story. Dymphna is not the name given to me by my mother, but it is the name I have taken as my own to use during my "healing". The things I need to share, do not belong in my "real" life at least not now. So I will write them down and leave them here. Someday, perhaps I will share them with my family and friends. That day is not now.