Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Let the Zs begin

Really appreciate the folks who donated this equipment to me. I have no idea what I would have done otherwise.

I'll give a review of my sleeping habits in a few weeks.


Thursday, February 26, 2015

More pics of the new place, and some ramblings


Looking forward to hanging some artwork soon.


First meal cooked in my kitchen (grilled cheese).


Loads of paintings from storage, and that's not all of 'em. Mercy.
Will be hanging some, storing some, and painting over some.


Happy I could bring a small part of MawMaw's kitchen into mine.


Paper Bub approves!
(If you're not familiar with Lil Bub, you're missing out.)


The ventilation issue in my apartment was addressed quickly by the apartment complex, and I appreciate their efforts although it's not completely resolved. It's the best it can be at the moment, I think, and I'm dealing with it. So with the exception of the slight lingering smell of old cigarette ash plaguing my sinuses, I'm glad to be settling down and starting over in a new place. Everybody has been nice so far. It's a multilingual town, and with the exception of a lot of kids in the neighborhood, it's fairly quiet. I'm more rural now than I was before, so I've moved from the backwoods of nowheresville to the backwoods of the bayou. The downside other than being 20 minutes from the nearest city is that I'm in a major flood zone. If I had a back door, the bayou would be just through the woods behind it. I'll have to evacuate when tropical storms roll in from now own...something I've never done before and I'm not looking forward to...but it beats drowning. I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.

My ancestors founded the area and are buried around the corner from where I live. I'll talk more about this in another post. I love history, and knowing I'm dwelling on land that multiple great-grandfathers owned in the 17 and 1800s is pretty cool. I'm planning to build a blog devoted to my extensive genealogy later this year. Much to do with the current blogs still, so that comes first.

Speaking of that, you may have noticed that I simplified my blog layout. I lost the previous one when the site that was hosting the layout went kaput. I've decided to stick with plain 'ol Blogger layouts from now own until I learn enough HTML to do what I really want to do with my site. I know a lot of people have switched to other hosts like Wordpress and others, but I am perfectly content with Blogger. In fact, I'm pretty devoted to Google products in general. When Bessie Mac eventually goes to MacBook Heaven for good, I'll probably switch to a Chromebook. This isn't an endorsement...I'm only thinking out loud. I'll stop rambling now. I'm guess I'm getting carried away. I'm happy to be online today, so I'm taking full advantage of public WIFI while I have the time.

Back to the point of this post:



March is upon us, friends. Spring will be a welcomed sight.



Hair Donation 2015


Grew this mop for two years.



The mop is chopped. (I'm happier than I look. Honest.)



If you don't qualify for Locks of Love,
consider Pink Heart Funds in Long Beach, Mississippi.
They don't discriminate against colored hair.
Check them out at pinkheartfunds.org.


The Sleep Study

I'm going to attempt to catch up on a couple of blogs while I'm at a public WIFI spot. I sure do look forward to having internet at home again someday.

I had two long-overdue pulmonary sleep studies in January and February. It confirmed what my doctors and I already believed - I tested positive for apnea. I slept very little the first night, which is the norm for me. I was diagnosed with insomnia and sleep deprivation with sleep apnea. Interestingly, I wasn't diagnosed with restless legs to my knowledge, although I haven't followed up with the doc to discuss everything in detail yet, so it's still a possibility. The second night, I was on oxygen and it seemed to help me breathe better. You're sort of forced to breathe whether you feel like you can take the breath or not...you don't get a choice on pressurized oxygen, which is the point. I didn't fall asleep any faster or sleep too much longer (5 hours the 2nd night verses 3 the 1st), but it's certainly a start. Something tells me I'll start sleeping a little better once I'm used to the mask and not hooked up to 25 electrodes like a science experiment, assuming I'm not getting up every other hour to go to the restroom like I often do thanks to my meds. We'll see.

I'll meet with a CPAP company next week to discuss equipment.


(cross posted to Fighting HKPP)

Friday, February 20, 2015

A few pics of the new place




That's MawMaw's sofa. It was only used by occasional guests,
but now it'll be holding my big 'ol butt every day.


More pics soon. 

And hopefully internet so I can blog on a regular basis again.

So much to do.

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Home.

I'm moved into my apartment, albeit, sick as a dog with the flu. I tried to upload photos from my phone just now but it said memory was too low. Pfffth.

I don't have internet, and won't for at least a few more weeks, but I will see about finding a public wifi spot this weekend so I can give a real update.

Talk to you then.

Sunday, February 8, 2015

Because nothing can go that smoothly.

Smoothly would be too much to ask.

I turned on the thermostat at the new place to be consumed with old cigarette smoke in every room via the vents. The longer the heater was on, the worse it got. It made me ill, so I'm back at the old place until management does something to resolve it. Almost everything had been moved, so now most of my belongings smell like smoke...a fact that makes me very unhappy. Thankfully, my bed, dresser, and artwork are still at the old place and were not affected. All of my books, clothing, art supplies including upcoming projects and a ton of canvases were among the moved, so I don't know what will become of all of that yet. I'll have to wait and see. I'm sure the clothes will be fine after laundering, so they are the least of my worries.

HKPP makes life very complicated. Triggers includes allergens and certain smells in general, but even relatives who came over to help move were bothered by the smoke. I'm not being difficult, and I hope management knows that. I just need a home that is safe, and right now, it's not. I'm not mad at them, I'm upset with the situation. Things were finally looking up, and now I'm paying rent and utilities for an apartment I can't even live in. I'm trying to be patient, and I'm hanging onto hope that they will be able to fix this issue so I can move into my home and live a boring, peaceful existence.

Wish me luck.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

How Quickly Things Change

This has been one of the craziest weeks I've seen in a long time.

My uncle, whom I shared a house with, passed away. As I mentioned in a previous post, the homeowners were already planning to sell the property. I couldn't reach an actual human on the phone at Social Security, so I ended up sending them a certified letter to inform them of the change in living arrangements. I knew that Social Security would receive the letter on Monday, and that I would most likely hear from them about the issue.

Tuesday morning, I received a call from an apartment complex in Southern Alabama, offering me an apartment through HUD. I had been on their waiting list for quite some time. I filled out the paperwork on Tuesday, submitted necessary documents on Wednesday, and I signed the lease on Thursday. They gave me my key and said "Welcome Home!"

It happened that fast. I can't believe it.

I've already pulled a muscle in my back and neck trying to move stuff, so I'm down for the count until family can come over and do the moving for me. I'm going to at least try to get everything in boxes to make it easier on them, but I'm in excruciating pain with no way to treat it (meds are dangerous to my Muscular Dystrophy). So, I'm forced to suffer with it. Hoping it will heal quickly, somehow.

There is a playground, a couple of picnic tables, and tiny grills. There is also a break room with a couple of basic computers and a television with cable. There is even a small room with a treadmill, bike, and an elliptical machine that management refers to as "the devil". Hilarious. Most of the residents are retired, disabled, or low income families. My neighbor across the walkway is a 6 year old girl who started a conversation the minute she saw me. She said she wants to move to a big house with stairs someday, bless her. I don't blame her in spite of the reasonable size of our apartments. I'm impressed with the amount of space I have. I can hang at least 20 paintings and store the rest. I have several closets and a kitchen that is small but not claustrophobic by any means...it's just fine for me. I have a bedroom and enough space for a small sofa and dining room table. I'm not going to bother with a television, but I look forward to installing a couple of bookcases eventually. Best of all, I've always dreamed of turning a living room of my own into an art studio, and I can now do that.

What a huge answer to prayer. I'm pinching myself.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Artist Interview

I was recently interviewed by a high school student concerning my art career.

The Q&A can be found at Gulf Coast Art Studio.


Sunday, January 25, 2015

12 Random Facts About Me (shared from Facebook)


1. I am the only person in my immediate family not named after another person. I was named after a paper doll my mom had as a child.
2. I was a high jumper and a very fast runner in elementary school, often winning first or second place. I also played (tackle, not flag) football in my neighborhood. I was the second youngest and the only girl.
3. I studied names (onomastics) growing up and used to be able to tell you the origin and meaning of a name off the top of my head. I had a baby name website for a few years (on geocities, ha!) until it crashed in the mid 2000s.
4. Writing is my outlet, and I've been journaling since I was a young child. Once I obtained access to the world wide web, I began blogging and haven't stopped since.
5. I made a D in art in junior high school. I was sick and struggling with my motor skills, but the teacher didn't believe me for a long time and said I was lazy. I know he didn't know any better, and I admit my art was pretty terrible.
6. As a first-year student at the Pascagoula Vocational-Technical Center, I won a silver medal in VICA (now called Skills USA) state competition in Jackson, MS in the specialty of Commercial Printing. And I did it in a skirt!
7. I had every intention of taking art classes at MGCCC's JC campus in my youth. I enrolled at age 19 and again at 22, but both times I was too ill to attend. I used to visit the Fine Arts building and walk by the drawing and design studio, look in the window, and say "I'm supposed to be in that room. I will get there somehow, someday." Nearly killed myself doing so, but I finally made it happen 10 years later.
8. Traveling is my dream, but I've never been on a plane, train, or commercial ship.
9. I've never been to Disney World even though I've been to Orlando twice. I'm a Geography/World Culture/Food fanatic, so Epcot is on my bucket list.
10. I've taken care of quite a few children over the years, from newborn to age 12, but there won't ever be any Kelli-minions running around (so let me spoil all of your babies...thanks in advance). :)
11. I didn't date anymore as a teen than I have as an adult. It's never been the life for me. I've kissed a total of three people. The last person I was with was my ex-husband a dozen years ago. No, I'm not clinging to the past. No, I'm not a nun. Yes, I am celibate. Yes, by choice. No, I am not changing my mind. No, I am not crazy. Yes, I am a deviant badass prude, but by God, I'm a trustworthy friend to all and proud of it. Carry on.
12. I am tremendously: non-partisan, anti-racist, non-denominational (although Christian), culture-embracing, introverted, sleep-deprived, empathetic, passionate, stubborn, dorky, geeky, nerdy, blah blah blah if you want to know anything else you know where to find me, folks. I'm an open book (minus a few pages). ;)

Monday, January 12, 2015

Doctor Who Class!

I've jumped on an opportunity to sign up for the very first
Mass Open Online Course dedicated to my favorite TV show.



Doctor Who in the Digital Age is a semester-long course through Syracuse University. When I heard it was being launched, I knew I had to join! There are no grades, but it is a legitimate course with lectures, discussions, tests, and more. If I'm dreaming, please do not wake me up!

Class began tonight and wow, it is jam-packed with content. We are fully immersing ourselves in Doctor Who. I sadly don't have the funds to purchase the books our professor suggested, but they're not mandatory. I have to say the discussions have been fantastic and extremely in-depth. Overwhelming. The best part is following the live chat on Twitter, as dozens and dozens of people are giving hilarious commentary as we're watching the show. It's a blast, and I look forward to the next session!

In the meantime, I have a ton of Doctor Who episodes to watch. We've started at the beginning, so we are watching the first Doctor, Susan, Ian, and Barbara in An Unearthly Child and Dalek (11 episodes). I plan to blog about each session, which you will be able to find under the label WhoClass from this point on.

If you wish to be a fly on the wall, you can also follow our public shenanigans on Facebook and Twitter under the hashtag #WhoClass.

I have much more to share, including some blog posts that I plan to backdate. Talk to you soon!

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Kelli Nicole Bosarge, meet Sadie Nicole Bosarge!



Thank you God for letting me live to greet another precious niece into the world. Her name means princess of the victorious people, and I pray she has a healthy happy wonderful life.

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Crossing one off the bucket list!

On December 12-14, I was given the opportunity to attend the first annual Geekonomicon in Biloxi, Mississippi. Thankfully handicap-friendly, Indy 500 the rolling walker and I made our way to the Coliseum to participate. Guinness was on site to count Steampunk cosplayers, and I couldn't resist joining the fun. I was a Steampunk Londoner, and it was my first time cosplaying. We won the count and our names are now in the Guinness Book of World Records! Is that cool or what?

Of course, the TARDIS was also there. :-)



And a Dalek, and many other awesome characters.






























It was exhausting, but a really neat thing to be a part of!

Thursday, January 1, 2015

2014 Resolutions Review

It's that time again. Hard to believe 2014 is over (and can I just say, THANK GOD).

My 2014 Goals

* Get settled in a new place of my own, or at least be on a reliable waiting list.

On a few long waiting lists. I really hope one of them calls me soon.


* Either utilize my possessions, or sell/give away. This of course does not include anything of sentimental value, just stuff with a useful purpose.

I made a great deal of progress on this. I gave a ton of stuff away, sold a little bit, and I am more organized than I have been over the last several years. I still have work to do.


* Take updated photos of all art, complete everything in progress, and market my work.

I took a few updated photos, and I had an unexpected art exhibition in Moss Point that was lovely. My work is not currently on the market, but it will be soon.


* Have at least one short story from NaNoWriMo published, even if I have to publish it myself.

Done! One short story is out there and has had not quite 100 readers. It's not for everybody, being Psychology-based, but it's for somebody and I appreciate the positive feedback I've received. No regrets whatsoever in sharing Felix's story. http://felixvalentine.blogspot.com

Much more coming in the future, as I am 50% finished with the first drafts of two Historical-based novellas.


* Clean, backup, and reorganize my computer hard drives.

Oh boy. Had to reformat Bessie the Macbook, as my readers are probably aware. My readers are also probably aware that I name everything. :-)

Bessie now has a busted keyboard, and I've been working hard to retrieve my files and get them uploaded onto a tablet (which is now full) and online storage drives (which have been a lifesaver). I uploaded thousands of photos to Facebook in December alone, just so they'll be in a safe place before I take Bessie back to the Apple store for repair this year. So I guess you can say this is near-complete, and very much in progress.


* Build or renovate all blogs and webpages until they are what I want them to be.

No no no no no. So much no. Fail city. I have to make this a priority somehow. I'll be adding this to my 2015 goals (if I make a list...I'm sure I will when I feel like thinking about it).


I feel like I accomplished more than I planned, in spite of how horrible my year was emotionally and physically. Much more to do, though, so I expect the upcoming year to be just as busy.

I hope 2015 is the greatest year of your life, dear friends. Talk to you soon.

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Grace, Illness, What Lies Behind, and What Lies Ahead


I'm bringing in the new year quite ill, but thankful to be in a warm room surrounded by blankets and pillows made by family and friends. This has been a tough year, and I have to believe that the next will be better. Even if I'm not feeling it at the moment (I'm not), I know happier days lie ahead.

I've been talking to God all day. He's heard everything from "thank you, I know how lucky I am" to "I can't believe this is my life, thanks for nothing". The grace of God is that he loves me no less in my waves of grief and self-loathing than he does when I'm delightful (which isn't often). I'm glad to also have people in my life who accept me in the bad times and believe in me even when I don't believe in myself. You would be surprised how many have walked away - people who by definition of who they were should have never given up on me. I'm crushed, but I don't accept defeat, and when someday I do fall down for the last time, you know it won't be without a fight. I'm a stubborn woman, and nobody, not even those who abandon me, will ever be able to say I didn't try.

2014 brought many changes, and 2015 will bring even more. I have been blogging for over a dozen years now, and I have always written a long entry dedicated to reviewing my goals for the year and making new goals for the year ahead. I haven't given it a single thought today. As of right now, I just don't care. Right now, my only wish for myself is to survive 2015 with my sanity intact. Right now, I simply want to see tomorrow. Right now, that's enough.

Know that I love and appreciate all who have stuck with me. I am thankful to have such thoughtful people in my life. You are truly a treasure, and I hope 2015 gives you everything you hope for and more.


Friday, December 26, 2014

Christmas, Courage, & A New Year

I want to thank my family and friends for the cards, gifts, thoughts, prayers, and simply your presence (which is much more important than your presents) this Christmas. I apologize for my inadequacy where returning the favor is concerned. This is not my favorite holiday nor my favorite time of year - everybody who knows me well knows this - but I always hope to make the best of it or at least get through it in one piece. It is usually a relief when it's over, because that means the new year is coming up and my silly brain usually registers New Year's Day as a clean slate and a new start. I'm not sure how I will be feeling about it this time. 2014 has been a year of grief and many changes, but one thing is certain - I will try.

I'm a chronic trier to the point of my own detriment at times with no intention of giving up even when my mind and body and circumstances and people insist that I do so. I would like to believe I have purpose in the world in spite of my brokenness...perhaps even because of it. So even though I never wanted to be a fighter, I put on my mask and I fight. Anyone you talk to who is faced with serious illness and/or deep loss will tell you that they carry on not because they are doing well or because they are feeling better or because they want to, but because they have to. Because it's the only reasonable option. Because they know the alternative. Because even in the darkest of times, it is the right thing to do.

I've read that courage is not the absence of fear - it is choosing to rise to the challenge in the midst of that fear. So I pray for courage as I end this year and begin a new one. I am a realist and I know this stubborn illness, the frustration, the difficult pain, the grief, and the seemingly impossible circumstances will still be there. But I also know I'm equally impossible, difficult, and stubborn, therefore I will strive to face it all with my heart, mind, and stupid sense of humor intact.

Because I have to.

May 2014 end as well as possible, and 2015 be better.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Bessie Mac is down again, but Merry Christmas anyhow.

My poor Macbook Pro. She's quite sick again. A college purchase from years ago, the 'ol girl has tried to hang in there. Sadly, the screen won't even come on at the moment. My files are safe, thankfully, as a friend is going to retrieve them for me and put them on my external drive. For now, I'm back on the borrowed Acer tablet. Grateful to have it.

I have so much to share, but I doubt I'll have time to do so before Christmas so I wanted to just say hello for now. I'm currently waiting for a phone call about my niece who is expected to arrive this week. She will be early, like Zoey was, and we're hoping and praying she won't end up in NICU. I'm getting laundry and last minute Christmas stuff done so I can pack and be ready for the carpool to Louisiana when the time comes, which could very well be tomorrow.

I will catch up on everything, and I have a TON of photos to share. Loads of them. Talk to you as soon as possible, and I hope everyone has a fantastic Christmas, Hanukkah, or whatever you celebrate.

-KNB


Monday, December 15, 2014

Sometimes, I manage to kick Muscular Dystrophy's butt.

But sometimes, it kicks mine.





I'm not worried about the brown dish since I bought it, but I would like to replace my late MawMaw's 1980s turquoise clear-bottomed nesting bowl if anyone happens to run across vintage Pyrex online. Email ugottafriend4life@gmail.com with "MawMaw's bowl" in the subject line.

Thanks...  :(


Edit Note 12/23: Someone has graciously replaced the bowl. It's the exact same one, which makes me very happy. I have such thoughtful friends...thanks so much.


Tuesday, December 9, 2014

A Christmas Rant


I spontaneously recorded my first podcast.
It's the worst possible quality you can imagine.
I've never done it before, and I wasn't shown how.
I didn't prepare at all. I winged it...completely.
It didn't start out bad, but the end is a wreck.
That said, it was sort of fun even though I ranted a bit.
And I do mean RANT. Listen at your own risk.

I have an exciting weekend coming up.
Talk to you then.