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Broken yet beautiful

#brokenyetbeautiful A pleasant surprise; a bit of old wallpaper peeking through the paint. Now I know what used to be in the closet area at the top of the stairs, before someone in the past history of this house made the awful decision to paint the entire staircase and closet area the horribly overbearing turquoise color you see in the photo. It's a nice color in small doses but not when it is completely surrounding you, even on the ceiling! and it's terrible for spreading the light from the one bulb. #brokenyetbeautiful I love the beauty of these shards of colorful pottery. I find it symbolic of how something (or someone) that is broken can still bring value and beauty to this earth.
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My day in a nutshell

Thinking about making my first ever smart home purchase

https://www.howtogeek.com/247500/how-to-set-up-your-philips-hue-lights/ I want to buy a "smart bulb", probably a Philips Hue, put it in my bedroom ceiling light fixture, and connect it with an app on my phone and program it to start slowly turning the light on over a period of an hour. I would program it to do this every school day morning to help me wake up in time for catching Ijaz's bus. It's so hard for me to wake up naturally when the weather is rainy and overcast. Also it will help me a lot during Ramadan so that I don't miss eating suhoor.

I feel lonely

I have the distinct feeling EVERYONE is avoiding talking to me. It's very strange. It's like I got sprayed with the psychic equivalent of skunk malodor and everyone is repelled by me. I think Natalia's jinn is trying to take possession of me. Or maybe it's just her psychic spoor that has gone off on me. Either way, it's not going to work on me. I dreamed that I found my lost hamsa hand ornament. I need to get a new one. I'll ask Hasan if it would be possible for him to send me one.

Power Outage!

For twelve hours, starting yesterday at 4:20pm and lasting until 4:30am, we had no power to the ENTIRE town! Huge thunderstorm passed over the area. Wreaked havoc everywhere it went because it knocked old trees down, which in turn knocked down various power lines. For a while there was even a tornado watch in effect!

Why are people so deliberately odious?

Two high profile examples of douche bags

Trying out new apps

I'm always trying out apps. Trying to make the most of my cellphones. On monday I downloaded an app called Blogo in order to be able to make blog posts on my Google-owned Blogger account (this very blog), that I set up BEFORE I found out that Blogger had killed off its dedicated app last year. Blogo is someone's answer to that problem. I like it fine as an app. Has a couple of annoying quirks, and I have not yet checked if it definitely publishes to the web based Blogger account I made. (This has been a test of the "quotes" formatting.) I will look on the computer to see if this post and this formatting carries through. Formatting is FUN! Yesterday I downloaded an app called 2Do, in hopes it might make a good reminders app to help me remember to do things. It seems extremely overcomplex but I do really really like the ability to have very granular custom set up of individual reminder alerts. In example, I was able to set it up to remind me to "Do Laund

I'm worried about my boy

I worry about my son. I worry about my parenting. Sometimes I think I'm doing okay. Other times I feel a complete failure. It's so hard to protect him from the bad influences of this world. A couple of weeks ago, he translated for me, in sign language fingerspelling, what a video game player was saying in a YouTube video. My son fingerspelled the word "fucking". Yes. My 6 year old spelled that as part of the sentence. I don't even remember the rest of the sentence. I was so stunned by that one word. My boy was smiling because he thought it was very funny. He truly didn't realize this is a word that he is not supposed to know. But he very quickly dropped his smile when I said with a very specific and sharp tone of voice and face expression, "Please repeat that." He knew that wasn't my happy tone and face. He is a clever child. He then repeated the same sentence, BUT this time he wisely dropped the word "fucking" from the sentence. Kid di

Life feels like a dead-end sometimes

What the title said. What more do I need to write? You got it from the title alone! Bazaar in Palestine