Saturday, December 29, 2012

38 gigs of pictures

So I went and bought a new computer back in October. Another Mac of course, but since I have my iPad I haven't really gotten around to play with this one (writing this post from my computer). I've moved my music and pictures and docs but haven't really organized them or anything yet. Then yesterday I decided to play with it. Stumbled upon iPhoto and voila! thousands and thousands of face recognitions later I'm in a situation where basically every face that I knew the name of, is named.

Now ever since I got my first digital camera I've been, how should I say this, click happy. It doesn't matter if the picture was good or not, the memory card could hold them all. Which is why I have 38 Gt's of pictures. While in USA, I was usually the designated photographer, so I have pictures from all kinds of family functions, games we attended to, the cats, Carly, x-mas, apartments, random street views etc. And since I've been back to Finland and have had the cats, I think I have at least 10 gigs of pictures of Dunkin Donuts and Brooklyn.

According to iPhoto, I have 9813 pictures. Little excessive, dontcha think? I have 467 pictures of Carly, 454 pictures of T, 468 pictures of Sox and Bailey, 850 pictures from different Pride Parades (in the US), and 1919 pictures of BK and DD! oops! Needless to say, some of that is going bye bye.

iPhoto's a funny little app. For instance, it asked if DD's and BK's mama cat was perhaps Heidi? It suggested female pictures to be male, suggested that perhaps a picture of Jane Lynch was Candice and sometimes didn't recognize the same picture as someone I had just identified with.

There are pictures from all kinds of family functions and T's got a huge family with all the extended members as well. And I've met some of them several times but am having trouble recalling their names. SO when some of them started jumping out frequently, I decided to name them. Or maybe rename them? I don't know. I have this feeling that this one cousin of Judy's is Bob, or maybe he's the husband of her cousin, but whatever, he's Bob now. Cannot for the life of me remember the wires name but whatever. TRied to recall cousin Erin's brothers name for the longest time as well and finally did. His mug has a name now too.

Now J&J's wedding...was kinda click happy that day so there's a LOT of pictures, both have BIG families and the wedding party was huge. I don't think I've ever been formally introduced to half of the bride's maids, so I was thinking I could just name them as Hot bride's maid #1, #2...? Same with the dudes.

The only thing I don't like about this is that it doesn't recognize cat faces. Like what the fuck? It would be so nice to name all 4 of my cats in a way that whenever I just wanted to remember Sox and Bailey, I could just click the file with their names and the pictures would be there.

Oh yeah, let's be real, it's not 38 gigs of pictures, I have a ton of video there as well. My little furry terrorists can be really entertaining. If I can get down to about 25 gigs, I'd be happy.

In case this is the last post of the year, which it very well might be...hope you have a happier 2013.

Monday, November 12, 2012

Total b.s.

So other than the spider bite or whatever it was that screwed up my foot back in 2008 and the usual illnesses kids go through, I've always been really healthy. No surgeries, broken bones, hospital stays etc. So this having-a-chronic-disease-business is total bullshit! Other than the symptoms I exhibited back in last winter and spring, possibly longer (weight gain, loss of appetite, tiredness, no energy), which could have been explained with a lot of other reasons, you can't really tell that I have a chronic disease. The only reason I remember I have it is because I take the medication every morning.

I've never had to think about whether I can take meds or mix them (for purely medicinal reasons) together, so now even with like nasal sprays I have to read the labels and see what it says about hypothyroidism. Have a stuffy nose? Spray Vick's in your nose! Nope, can't do that anymore, says on the bottle "consult with your doctor if you have any of the following diseases". Fuck! Would be nice if the warning would list the possible side effects or dangers. Does it decrease the effect my meds have? Does it cause me to have a heart attack? Will I have a seizure? Will I have problems conceiving? What? Please tell me so I don't worry about possible death when I accidentally use the spray.

In a perfect segue we can move on to Dunkin Donuts and her upset stomach. She's been having a diarrhea for the past few days and has puked a couple of times. If this continues still tomorrow I'll have to take her to the vet. She's been pretty good about me cleaning her butt but it's not fun. I've been trying to figure out if she's eating something she's not supposed to, like last week she was pulling the wall paper and eating it but I can't see anything like that happening, and I've been really good about hiding any small or sharp object and other than their food she doesn't have access to anything, so I don't understand where she's getting this. And Brooklyn is totally fine.

It's funny how quickly you learn to detect the small behavioral changes in your pets. With DD the way she walks and sits on the carpet tells me she's about to drag her butt on it, which obviously means she has a dirty butt. And she goes to corners to clean herself. My poor baby. Based on this behavior it can't be urinary track infection, because when Sox had it she was straining in a corner. DD is doing her business in the litter box and doesn't seem to go more than usual.

Anyway, I thought I'd share. Next week is the beginning of our LGB support group! Can't wait.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Song of the Day

It's been awhile.  Time for some great music.

Have a great weekend!

Saturday, October 27, 2012

A love letter

I'm so proud. So. Proud.

A little over a year ago I was thinking "here goes the Forssa Pride Parade" every time I walked outside in Forssa.

This past May I lost my "Only lesbian in the village" status when I met Noora. On that faithful July evening when we came up with the idea of Forssa Pride Party, we had no idea if we could secure a location for it, let alone if people would show up. Now, a week removed from it, I am so proud to say it was a total success. Beyond my wildest expectation. You never know with these things, based on how many people liked the Facebook page (72), and how many said they were going to come (42), I was hoping it would be more than just me, Noora and my friends. But Never in my wildest dreams would I have expected 184 people to be there. Never. That little crazy idea me and Noora had, moved 182 other people. And not just from Forssa, or the neighboring towns, No. They came from Rauma, Turku, Tampere and Helsinki. Way over 100km away. To experience something different. To support a little town event. To meet new people.

I feel blessed, and that's not a word I usually use, because I associate it with religion, and we all know how I feel about religion. But I truly feel blessed right now. Everybody we asked for help or for advice or to do something for our event said yes. Eino made a fabulous poster and when I asked if he could adapt it for badge format, he did it. When I asked Pirkanmaan Seta for the badge machine, not only did they tell me where to get it, they promised to pay for the badges, got it for me and made the badges. They even tried to organize a bus transportation from Tampere and back. My friends, even though they probably thought I was crazy, promised to show up and support me. I gave interviews to 2 local news papers/magazines and gave on to a regional radio. And on Friday people came to shake my hand and thanking me for organizing the party. I met so many new people that I don't even remember them all. Got some new friends. And all the feedback we've gotten, whether before or after the party, has been nothing but positive. People had fun and are ready to come again. And the owners said they'd be open to it. So it looks like this might turn into a bi-annual or maybe trice-a-year event. How cool is that?

And it's not just the party. I was approach about starting a support group for lgb people in Forssa. We had a meeting about it yesterday and in 3 weeks time we'll have the first meeting. And I'm leading it. How crazy is that? Me, leading a group? I hate public speaking, I hate having all eyes on me, and here I am about to lead a support group. It's awesome, and crazy and wonderful and I really don't know which way to turn right now.

So thank you for everyone who had a part in making the first (of many) Forssa Pride Party a success. I really really appreciate each and every one of you for your support and participation and hope to see you at the next party, if not at the meetings.


Tuesday, October 16, 2012

And here I thought I was special

So it turns out Forssa is some kind of weird statistical anomaly. Yesterday I met yet another woman living in Forssa who belongs to the "I am/was dating an american" club. They should probably look into expanding the little air field in Forssa, because there obviously needs to be an air bridge between Forssa and east coast, USA.

One of these days we're all gonna get together, form a support group, make T-shirts and come up with a slogan. After Forssa Pride Party is over and done, maybe I'll look into organizing the "widows of an american" party.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Feeling guilty

Why is it that even though I have been super productive today, in kinda unproductive way, I feel guilty for hanging out in my bedroom? I have done Pride Party related things, took a walk, went to the grocery store and in general was out of the apartment for at least few hours today.

I bought cables to connect my computer to my TV few days ago so that I could watch all my shows from a slightly larger screen and lay back in bed. I've spent more time in my bedroom now than I have since the great depression of early 2011 when I laid in bed in my PJ's for days without going outside or changing watching youtube clips of lesbian couples and crying my eyes out. I guess now I associate laying in bed with a low point in my life and feel guilty doing it. I have a job that I am very good at, the 2 terrorists to keep me company and sane/insane, depending on your point of view, money to go places and do things, friends to listen to me ramble on and most importantly, a purpose. So I should be able to take it easy without feeling guilty, right? Next week is going to be so hectic, with badge-making on Monday night, public presentations in the evening on Tuesday and Thursday and 2 board meetings so I'm allowed to enjoy myself while I can.

I also feel guilty when after coming home from work I change into my PJ's. Like that implies that I won't be going outside again and especially NOT going to the gym. See, the gym is still making me feel guilty even though I haven't been for a while and didn't get my groove on with it. What's up with that? And now that I have the money and resources to go, I still don't feel like it. I'll take that 6-pack though, thank you very much, with a side of low(er) body fat. Keep the cellulite!

The reason I'm feeling guilty? I bought season 1 DVD's of Glee, Grey's anatomy and Ally McBeal today. Happy Birthday to me! You know what that means? Lounging in my bed for countless hours!

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Pride Party feelings

Now that fall is upon us and the days are getting shorter and it's constantly raining, there's a song that for some reason just brings me back to this summer. I associate it with pride parties. It might have been playing at the women's party in Helsinki or at leimarit or pride party in Tampere, don't remember but I just get this peaceful, right-at-home-feeling when I listen to this song. And it will be played at Forssa Pride pre-party.  Just close your eyes and listen to the beautiful voice of Finland's favorite hollywood son-in-law.