In Memory

May. 14th, 2015 06:13 pm
yukinoomoni: Best friends forever. (Nim and I!)
Nimue Erica Gemmill

March 28, 2001 - May 14, 2015

My symbiote, my daughter, my best friend.
yukinoomoni: (Lucina Unmasked)
Hello.

It's been quite a long time, hasn't it? How are you all? What's new? What have I missed? I hope nothing bad.

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So, to sum up, I really am still here and around. Just not online. And it was due to fear and loss and both. And I will strive to come online once a week, if just to update my writing (which has been really awesome).

Also, I humble request detailed comments about your own goings-on since I was online last. Even a sentence is okay. I just want to make sure you are all okay, and I think it would take WAY too long to try to read that far back (if I can).

A detailed post following this one will be locked, as it goes into details about personal stuff. So if I have not provided an acceptable explanation, you can probably figure it out from it (maybe). If you are reading this as a public post but would like to know more, just comment here and I will explain as much as I feel comfortable doing so in public. Otherwise, PM me.

Once again, sorry.

And, hello.
yukinoomoni: (Me)
Nim and I spent about a half-hour sitting outside. It's very sunny out, but with a nice cool breeze so that I don't feel too hot. I sipped my extra-sweet coffee from my extra-silly mug and just sat on the cold patio stones, breathing in the air, listening to the planes and trucks and cars, watching the local wildlife, and occasionally hugging my miracle of a hairy daughter, my Nimue. (I hate using the word 'miracle', but if you think about all the shit she's been though, it's kind of apt.)

On days like this I can really feel what my Zen practise is supposed to mean. Instead of worrying about being bored outside without a book or something, I just... watched. Like a nature voyeur, I took in everything, experienced everything, and let my mind kind of go sideways with it. And so did Nim. She occasionally chased after some rodents and barked at some asshole who whistled at her though the fence, but for the most part she just lay in the cool grass and sniffed the air. I learn a lot about Zen from Nim.

It's the most peaceful I've felt in a long time, especially since last night I broke down and sobbed in Terry's arms over the apothecary in my dosette. Balance and all that, I suppose.

So, if you are able, please go outside and breathe in the air, and count the blessings you have around you. It's obvious why I don't need to go into detail about the importance of doing so.

(By the way, the silly mug was a birthday present from my mom. It's a bright pink large mug, and on one side it says 'Fabulous is an Attitude' and on the other, 'We can't all be a Princess; someone has to clap as I go by'. Mom had no idea that the mug had the latter saying on it - she just bought it for the former, which made us both laugh harder over it. Also, on the handle, it says 'You go girl'. It's like a 90s flashback!)

Bwargh

May. 24th, 2012 08:03 pm
yukinoomoni: (Grin)
Nimue got sick today, but thanks to a vet's visit and some meds she is okay. We have no clue what happened.

My Kobo is damaged, but Terry picked me up a Kobo Touch and it works like a dream.

That is all.
yukinoomoni: (Shaley)
So here are the photos I took this year. Sorry they're late! I didn't take as many this year - Crimmas was rather quiet this year. So here we go!

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Not dead

Dec. 27th, 2011 04:46 pm
yukinoomoni: (Nimue)
Hi all! I have been meaning to update as well as start the drabbles post, but on the evening of Crimmas Day, Terry and I came home to Nim having eaten a box of chocolates. She's fine! But it's been a hectic couple of days. I plan on posting the pictures from the holidays as well as starting to fill the prompts on Thursday or so. Sorry!

I hope everyone had a fantastic holiday. Talk to you all soon!
yukinoomoni: (Grin)
This year, my sister Jen and my dad were clowns in Toronto's Santa Claus parade. I was able to take some pics as well as get them on camera, which is awesome. Everything is under the cut. Enjoy!

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Nice Day

Nov. 10th, 2011 10:13 am
yukinoomoni: (Smile)
This morning, I woke up exhausted, but that was my fault since I decided to take a sleeping pill the night before. It worked, mostly, but it does leave me feeling really tired in the morning. Luckily, last night's nausea and pain were mere residues.

I got up, showered and dressed and all of that. After, I found Nim in my room, curled up where I usually sleep. When she saw me come in, she left, but allowed me to hug her before doing so, wagging her tail in a sleepy, crooked circle. Basement Cat Mab made a rare appearance, and she chirped and fell over for me and accepted my affections with no arguments or fear. Milo was a blob at the foot of the stairs, greeting me with a helium meow and a headbutt.

The air outside was crisp and cool - a little grey, but still nice. I couldn't help but feel cheerful, so I was smiling a lot. No one tried to run me over, and lots of people waited for me to cross the street, even smiling back when I smiled and waved in gratitude.

I walked past a woman on my way from the bank, with my head tilted back and looking at the clouds. She saw me looking up and said jovially, "It looks like that might be coming, soon."

For a split second I was unsure of what she meant, but then I got it and I grinned, placed my finger to my lips and said, "Shh, it'll hear you and then it'll happen!"

We both laughed and went on our ways, cheered by our mutual superstition of snow.

My coffee was prepared wonderfully today, nice and sweet. My bagel was delicious.

The store is very quiet, very empty. There isn't much to do, and not a lot of people have come in yet, today.

Right now, there are clouds dark with impending precipitation. In some patches, a glimpse of the sunlight can be seen.

It's a very nice day.
yukinoomoni: (Eeeeeeeeee~!)
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Stress.

Pain in my gut.

Stress from the pain in my gut.

The assholes across the street when they have loud drunken parties.

Nimue's rancid farts.
yukinoomoni: (Hyperbole 1/2 (Eeeeeeeeee~!))
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Stress.

Pain in my gut.

Stress from the pain in my gut.

The assholes across the street when they have loud drunken parties.

Nimue's rancid farts.

Dim Nim

Oct. 17th, 2011 01:06 pm
yukinoomoni: (Nimue)
Nim at her finest.

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Dim Nim

Oct. 17th, 2011 01:06 pm
yukinoomoni: (Nimue)
Nim at her finest.

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Cheerful

May. 18th, 2011 08:59 am
yukinoomoni: (Nimue)
I took these ages ago, but I still want to share them.

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Nim!

Feb. 10th, 2011 09:15 pm
yukinoomoni: (Nimue)
Nim post!

First, have a video!



Next, some pictures! )

Nim!

Feb. 10th, 2011 09:15 pm
yukinoomoni: (Nimue)
Nim post!

First, have a video!



Next, some pictures! )
yukinoomoni: (Taiga (Clap))
I really like ToraDora!, and I'm so glad Terry spent the extra money to get me the fancy set. It's such a silly little high school love-story, but it's so sweet. I must have cried three times while watching (okay, teary-eyes, but I did cry once).

I figured out why I was over-emotional. WHAT A WAY TO END THE YEAR.

Terry is sitting beside me, playing a game, while I type and half-listen to the Air Farce Year-end show. I have to feed my pup soon.

I want pumpkin pie. I'll get some after I feed Nim.

I don't get the whole New Year's stigma, to be honest. It only lasts a few days, and then everything goes back to normal. So why do we get so hyper about it? Why do we strive to change at the start of the year? Why not year-round?

I hope everyone is safe and warm tonight. I hope you're safe and warm every night. If you feel cold, imagine my chubby self hugging you. Or giving you some hot coffee if you don't like hugs.

Hm... I think that's all I've got. Thanks for putting up with my crazy this year, everyone! I suspect it'll just get crazier each year...

Never a dull moment, I suppose?
yukinoomoni: (Taiga (Clap))
I really like ToraDora!, and I'm so glad Terry spent the extra money to get me the fancy set. It's such a silly little high school love-story, but it's so sweet. I must have cried three times while watching (okay, teary-eyes, but I did cry once).

I figured out why I was over-emotional. WHAT A WAY TO END THE YEAR.

Terry is sitting beside me, playing a game, while I type and half-listen to the Air Farce Year-end show. I have to feed my pup soon.

I want pumpkin pie. I'll get some after I feed Nim.

I don't get the whole New Year's stigma, to be honest. It only lasts a few days, and then everything goes back to normal. So why do we get so hyper about it? Why do we strive to change at the start of the year? Why not year-round?

I hope everyone is safe and warm tonight. I hope you're safe and warm every night. If you feel cold, imagine my chubby self hugging you. Or giving you some hot coffee if you don't like hugs.

Hm... I think that's all I've got. Thanks for putting up with my crazy this year, everyone! I suspect it'll just get crazier each year...

Never a dull moment, I suppose?
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