Holidays


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This is a meme that I participate in every year on LiveJournal. Even if you get nothing, it’s still a fun meme because it allows us to be kids again and make Christmas lists. Let’s face it, that kind of dreaming and hope is fun. So here’s my wishlist this year. If you want to make one, leave me a link and I’ll post it here. THE ORIGINAL MEME: STEP ONE Make a post (public, friends-locked, filtered… whatever you’re comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of ten holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related (“I’d love a Snape/Hermione icon that’s just for me”) to medium (“I wish for _____ on DVD”) to really big (“All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV”). The important thing is to make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want. If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it’s your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) can get in touch with you. Your home address is not required! Make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ so that the holiday joy will spread. STEP TWO Surf around your friends list (or friendsfriends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now, here’s the important part… You needn’t spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn’t to put people out, it’s to provide everyone a chance to be someone else’s holiday elf – to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not – it’s your call. There are no guarantees with this project, and no strings attached. Just… wish, and it might come true. Give and you might receive. You’ll have the joy of knowing you made someone’s holiday special. THE LIST I have listed more than 10 things. My list this year is a little different from past ones. I have always requested chocolate, but I developed an allergy to peanuts this last year, so I thought it might not be the best idea to request food anymore. I know it’s weird for me to mention this here. 1. Donate to any of these organizations: 1in6 ACLU, ADL, Alabama Arise, ASPCA, Black Lives Matter, CAIR, Center for Reproductive Rights, Disability Rights Education and Defense Fund, EarthJustice, EMILY’s List, GreenPeace, Guttmacher, Human Rights Campaign, Human Rights Watch, Lambda Legal, Mexican American Legal Defense Fund, NAACP and its Legal Defense Fund, NARAL, National Abortion Federation, National Coalition to Abolish the Death Penalty, National Coalition Against Domestic Violence, National Organization for Women, NRDC, Planned Parenthood, ProPublica, RAINN, RSF, She Should Run, SPLC, Trevor Project, Union of Concerned Scientists, USA for UNHCR, Women’s Refugee Commission I think that, given the current political/social climate, they’re going to need all of the support they can get. If you want to donate in your name, that’s fine. If you want to donate in my name, that’s fine. 2. A plush-style throw/blanket. I don’t really have any specific color or fandom requests on this.1 3. A subscription to a service like OwlCrate, InfinityCrate, or LootCrate. I have friends who subscribe to these services, and I’m always envious of them. 4. A Barkbox or LootCrate Pet subscription for Amy Pond (my dachshund/boss) because she’s my bestie. She’s not a miniature; she’s about 20 pounds. 5. Funko products featuring any of my fandoms. I have some Pop!, mugs, and a plush, and I think all of their stuff is awesome, so I’m not going to be picky about this. 6. Shot glasses. I don’t drink, I just collect them. 7. Tea pots. I also collect these. 8. Coffee Mugs. Yep, these too. I do drink coffee, though. 9. Makeup. Specifically NYX lip gloss. I’ve run out of some and broken the containers of others. I like all sorts of colors, but the browns don’t look very good on me. 10. Accessories. Hats, socks, scarves, headbands, purses, barettes, necklaces, bracelets. I absolutely need a wallet. Belts if they’re made for plus-size women. 11. Crafting and sewing stuff. Knitting, crocheting, embroidery, quilting, sewing, jewelry making stuff, adult coloring books, colored pencils, markers, beads, fabric, safety pins. 12. Obligatory teddy bear/stuffed animal request. 13. Paypal/Square donations (email for that is personal[dot]janet[at]fuzzypinkslippers[dot]com) or donations to my GoFundMe, which will help for repairs needed on my house. There’s also my Patreon, where I’m always looking for patrons. 14. Gift cards from iTunes, Lane Bryant, Starbucks, Target, Torrid, & Zenni. 15. Anything from Amazon.com wishlist. It’s fine if it’s something that’s used or that you find somewhere else. Fandoms 2 Broke Girls, Angel/Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Arrowverse, Auburn, The Big Bang Theory, The Blacklist, Charmed, Dakota Johnson, Disney, Doctor Who, Friends, Game of Thrones, Glee, Gilmore Girls, Harry Potter (esp. “my house” Hufflepuff), Hello Kitty, How to Get Away with Murder, Hunger Games, iZombie, Jamie Dornan, Jane the Virgin, Kate Winslet, Leonardo DiCaprio, Marvel, Once Upon a Time, Orphan Black, Outlander, Peanuts, Pretty Little Liars, Project Runway, Scream Queens, Star Trek, Star Wars, Stranger Things, Supernatural, Taylor Swift, True Blood, Twilight, UNC, Westworld Interests Crafts, fashion, reading, listening to music, singing, walking, cooking, hair, makeup, politics (progressive/liberal/left-wing), feminism, green living, cute stuff, photography Favorite colors pink, purple, baby blue, silver, red Contact If you need my address, email me at janet.main@fuzzypinkslippers.com There are two at Walmart that I adore. One is a stock image of London that’s black & white except for a red phone box. The other is a stock picture of Paris. But I would be just as happy with a solid color one. ↩

Holiday Wishlist Meme 2016


I was going to call the hematologist today & chickened out. I think I may be putting it off because I’m afraid of moving up the infusions. They actually do kinda scare me—well, the killer headache aspect. But I know I need to go through with them.  I also need to get my hip checked out, which I’ve been saying for months. I don’t know if that would involve going to just the family doctor or the family doctor plus physical therapy and/or an orthopedist. I don’t even know if I would be seeing the same orthopedist. And I don’t know if anything could really be done. It’s either a subluxation or tendinitis. Treatment for either would probably suck, and, until I get the anemia situation under control, I don’t really have the energy to deal with it.  Dad got a letter from the neurologist saying his MRI was normal. To him, that means nothing is wrong and this is all normal age-related stuff.1 But he doesn’t understand that a person can have a 100% normal MRI & still have dementia—even though he and I have gone over that. This week. I don’t know if he has forgotten it or is in denial. I know he doesn’t want the diagnosis to be real, none of us do, but the family doctor and the psychiatrist have both said all signs point to dementia. But we have to accept it because there is nothing that can change that fact.  And since it’s October I’ve started worrying about other things. Ridiculous things. Like that now that Nana is no longer living on her own, and is in the nursing home, do my parents & I have a place to go on Thanksgiving & Christmas? Or do those become just another day for us. I mean technically Christmas has been that way for years—when you don’t have presents & don’t put up decorations, holidays kinda lose their magic. But I don’t know what will happen this year, if my aunt will host, if we’re invited if she does, if we’re going to the nursing home that day, if I try to get everyone in my house to stay awake long enough to watch parades or anything. I just don’t know.  And it’s stupid that I cry about that a lot lately. But I just want one or two good, non-stressful days. I want life to make some kind of sense again.  I just feel lost.  His EEG and Doppler were yesterday and may take a few more days to get results. ↩

Chicken Janet



Gather ’round, children. It’s time for the tale of why it’s not fucking okay to call Good Friday “good” and why this name bothers me so much.  As I rant about this particular tragedy in some way every year, you should have anticipated this. Now, before I begin, let’s establish that for the purpose of this post, we will assume that the traditional story of Jesus’s life, death and resurrection are legitimate. If you don’t believe in the story or God or whatever, then that’s fine. This isn’t me endorsing or promoting Christianity, so don’t get angsty. And if you’re an evangelical or conservative Christian, you might not enjoy this, so go do something else if this offends you.  Okay. Where were we?  Ah, yes.  About 1984 years ago, there was this Middle Eastern dude who got killed by a European dude for practicing the wrong religion.1 Anyway, three days later, which would be a Monday not a Sunday, the dead dude popped up & scared the shit out of everyone. We eat chocolate on Easter to commemorate the shit being scared out of people.2 Anyway, supposedly, Good Friday is “good” because the guy who died was dying to help save the world.3 His death is supposed to be symbolic, but what people don’t realize is that his death should still be considered awful. Suggesting it was good despite its horrific nature does a grotesque disservice to its victims.  Crucifixion was used by various empires, but the Romans were big fans of it. That may be because typically Roman citizens weren’t crucified. Their slaves were, as were pirates and enemies of the state. Crucifixion was meant for the lowest of the low. It was the most dishonorable death you could have. It was meant to humiliate. Death by crucifixion could take days and Roman guards couldn’t leave the site until it occurred. Since they had other shit to do, they would “hasten” death by asphyxiation, stabbing, flogging, breaking bones, and other equally pleasant measures.  Crucifixion was abolished in 337 by Constantine because of his feels for Jesus. Not because at one point 500 people per day were executed by it. No, it was because he loved Jesus. The Crucifixion is now celebrated through the symbol of the cross.4 But Good Friday is not just bad because of the evils of capital punishment, atrocities committed by the Romans, the libel perpetrated against one of the closest friends of Jesus,5 or the death and humiliation of any victims of crucifixion. Good Friday was a big player in the antisemitism that grew over the next two thousand years. You see, because it was supposedly Jews who encouraged the punishment and death of Jesus, all Jews were seen as Christ killers. They were accused of well poisoning and starting the Black Death. They were accused of greed. They were placed in ghettos as early as the 16th century. They were exiled/deported from countries for hundreds of years. They were discriminated against throughout Europe and America. They were murdered, tortured, and enslaved en masse during the Holocaust. And the big thing used to justify mass murder was the Crucifixion. So, as you talk about how “good” Good Friday is, remember millions of people died for that goodness.  As Good Friday comes around every year, I begin to feel this sense of dread and annoyance. I remember the carnage associated with it & I just feel like we missed the bigger picture. But not to worry, I’ll get over it. For a year. Of course I’ll get a little annoyed on Sunday as people commemorate the resurrection of a Jewish dude by eating ham. That’s tacky. Of course, so is eating lamb as the commemorate the resurrection of the Lamb of God. Yeah, I’m so judging y’all.  Photo via VisualHunt.com Okay, that’s a pointed summary meant to show you how little things have changed in almost two thousand years. ↩No, we don’t. But if that grosses you out & leaves more chocolate for me, then I have no regrets. ↩Who the fuck did this guy think he is? He’s not Buffy. ↩Basically, people wear little electric chairs around their necks because they think it makes them better—and more fashionable—people. ↩Judas is remembered as a villain for ratting out Jesus. If the stories are true, then he actually fulfilled the requisite action that would eventually lead to the resurrection. That should make him a hero and the people who denied Jesus the villains, but they were the ones who wrote the books, so they did a little revisionist history. Typical. ↩

“Good” Friday?!


This is a meme that I participate in every year on LiveJournal. Even if you get nothing, it’s still a fun meme because it allows us to be kids again and make Christmas lists. Let’s face it, that kind of dreaming and hope is fun. So here’s my wishlist this year. If you want to make one, leave me a link and I’ll post it here. THE ORIGINAL MEME: STEP ONE Make a post (public, friends-locked, filtered… whatever you’re comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of ten holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related (“I’d love a Snape/Hermione icon that’s just for me”) to medium (“I wish for _____ on DVD”) to really big (“All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV”). The important thing is to make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want. If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it’s your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) can get in touch with you. Your home address is not required! Make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ so that the holiday joy will spread. STEP TWO Surf around your friends list (or friendsfriends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now, here’s the important part… You needn’t spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn’t to put people out, it’s to provide everyone a chance to be someone else’s holiday elf – to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not – it’s your call. There are no guarantees with this project, and no strings attached. Just… wish, and it might come true. Give and you might receive. You’ll have the joy of knowing you made someone’s holiday special. THE LIST I have listed more than 10 things. Shot glasses, coffee mugs, teapots. I collect these, so I would love to have some new ones to add to my very small collection. Crafting stuff. Knitting, crocheting, quilting, sewing, adult coloring books. Toys for Amy Pond. She’ll be 3 years old on the 21st of December. She loves squeaky toys, Kongs, pillows, blankets…basically, anything you put in front of her. She’s also a tad destructive on most things, so the less destructible, the better. Home repairs. I have a GoFundMe donation page set up because my house has serious issues and needs to be fixed. We’ve got leaks in the bathrooms, cracks in the walls, a broken window with a piece of metal over it, and we have to walk around on the concrete slab in most rooms because the carpet had to be taken up years ago, but we didn’t have the money to replace it. Our laundry room needs to be rewired and/or we need a new dryer because any time that we try to use it, it knocks the power off. (We have to hang dry all of our clothes in the bathroom with a space heater.) We also need a new roof and siding (some of ours has rotted) and home insurance. (We can’t get any because of the problems listed.) And at some point we’d like to have central air-conditioning back in the house so that we wouldn’t have to rely on window a/c during the summer, but that’s not as necessary as the rest of the things needing to be fixed. The city I live in can sometimes donate siding and shingles if a person has a group willing to put make the repairs, but we’ve got no one willing to do the work. Any help would be really nice, even if it’s in the form of recommendations for groups that help with this sort of thing. Help with my domain hosting bill. It is processed through PayPal, but the money doesn’t go to me. It goes directly to DreamHost, the company that I get my site hosted through, and is automatically applied to my account. The minimum they’ll allow is $10. Help with other bills. I have a GoFundMe for that as well. Guitar. No, I don’t expect anyone to get this for me. I would just like to learn how to play guitar sometime. Gift Cards. Specifically: Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble, Lane Bryant, iTunes, Starbucks, Target, Torrid, Walmart – Amazon for books, movies, and other things. B&N for books. Lane Bryant & Torrid for clothes, accessories, etc. Having a gift card means that I’m a lot less likely to abuse my credit card with them. Target & Walmart would be used for groceries, makeup, clothes, and conditioner. (My hair dries out easily–which leads to matting and breaking–and Target sells a conditioner that keeps it moisturized.) And iTunes for new music and, in case they never get around to bumping the song limit up, converting my music library to iTunes purchases, so that I can listen to the rest of my music collection. Starbucks is so I can get the occasional drink when I’m not at home.  Anything from my Amazon.com wishlist. Anything on the list would be great. I’ve tried to arrange things from high to low priority, but, as you can probably figure by it simply being on the wishlist, I actually would like to have it. And if you see something on the list that you could get at a cheaper price or used, I’m good with that. Fandom/care packages. Makeup. I’m a ginger, so I have very pale skin. Any colors that look good on people with really light skin will be fine. (I’m not afraid of bright or bold colors.) I mainly wear nail polish, lipstick and eyeshadow. Accessories. Hats, socks, scarves, headbands, purses, barettes, necklaces, bracelets. I absolutely need a wallet. Belts if they’re made for plus-size women. Stuffed animal/plushies. Well wishes. I had knee surgery on the 3rd of December, so […]

Holiday Wishlist Meme 2015



Dear Santa, I’ve been a really good girl this year. I know that it would give the GOP $20.16, but I really want sessariehtpuskcitso.gop for Christmas this year. Actually, I’d like it by the time Bastille Day happens, so if you could get it for me by then, I’d be a happy liberal. I’ll make you cookies, if you’d like. I’ll even put extra butter in them. via Tumblr

Letter to Santa: sessariehtpuskcitso.gop


via Instagram I was either three or four in this picture. I know that when I was three I had short hair and long hair when I was four, so I’m going to guess that this was when I was 3. I could be wrong. Some people might go by height, but I was always tall for my age. Anyway, it was taken at Easter one year and it is one of my most attitude-filled pictures from my childhood. Ashley was right when she said that, in it, I look a bit like Amelia Pond, the superhero of a character, not the superhero of a dachshund. Ashley has a tendency to be right about things. 😉

Throwback Thursday: Still one of my favorite pics ever.



via Instagram I’m pretty certain that I was two when this picture was taken. It’s a rare one with me wearing a hat. I’ve never been really into hats, which sucks because, like pretty much all self-respecting and self-deprecating gingers, the sun and I don’t get along. Basically, my lack of love for hats has been led to many a painful sunburns on my scalp. I did wear baseball caps sometimes, but when I heard about gang violence being related to baseball caps, I stopped wearing them. (I’ve always been a bit neurotic.) Easter was also the time of year when I would get sandals, which was less than fun. We had to go to Buster Brown/Stride Rite because no other (affordable) store had shoes wide enough in kids’ shoes. And because of my short, yet wide foot, I always had to get the not-so-pretty shoes. This led to a less-than-reasonable attitude about uncomfortable, but pretty shoes as a teenager. Whenever I would find shoes that I liked that fit, I would buy them. I would lie about the pain/discomfort that they caused because I loved shoes and wanted them all. (I had a pair for choir that hurt like hell to wear, but they were so pretty that I didn’t care that they made me want to cut my feet off.)

Throwback Thursday: The Easter Hat





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Yesterday, I got the fun phone call from Nana saying that the aunt had decided that they were having Christmas celebrations on Christmas Day. I told Nana that was fine, while simultaneously feeling a lot of rage and a lot like I had been punched in the gut. I was at home alone when it happened so I posted on Twitter about it. A lot. (Sorry about that, folks who follow me.) The aunt claimed that that was the only possible day that she could host Christmas lunch, which is probably bullshit. And it shouldn’t even matter because when she made the separate holiday rules, she decided that if we got one holiday, she got the other. She can’t go changing the rules all willy-nilly and not expect some kind of kerfuffle over it. When my mom called to tell her how this whole thing was disgusting, she gave my mom shit over us not spending last Christmas and Thanksgiving with Nana. You know, the Christmas and Thanksgiving where my mom was still recovering from the surgery on her ankle and couldn’t walk. Yeah, that one. And she gave my mom shit over my not apologizing for ragging on them in 2011 when I found out on the news about my cousin’s son having a developmental disorder. Actually, what she was upset about was that I said there was something wrong with my cousin’s son. I was annoyed that I found out about his diagnosis at the same time as thousands of other people, and she’s annoyed because now I’ve pointed it out on my blog so that the rest of the world can know about it. It sometimes feels like she‘s ashamed that he has this issue. There is nothing shameful about having a developmental disorder, just like there isn’t anything shameful about having any other neurological (or, for that matter, any type of physical or mental health) problem. And I’ve said this stuff over and over on here. I’m not going to apologize any more for that event. I’m also not going to apologize for the 2002 thing that she’s still upset over. I’m not going apologize or admit that I’m the bad person here because I’m not. I made errors. I do that. It’s sort of expected from a human being. You know that whole “to err is human” quote. Well, it applies to me. I’m not perfect. If I did something that I felt bad about, I would apologize for it, but, at this point, I don’t feel sorry for this stuff. I apologized to people at the time things happened. At this point, if she’s still got a problem over it, then that’s her problem. I wish that she would stop causing trouble for our whole family. I do wish that others hadn’t taken her side because I don’t think this should be the kind of thing that splits a family into a side-taking venture. Anyway, I’ve included some captures of Analytics and Twitter related to this. The maps include visits that she made or that people made on her behalf. On the other stuff, it’s just ones that either she or someone from her house made. This includes the LiveJournal and fuzzypinkslippers.com visits. The LiveJournal visits that ended in 2012 did so because I made that journal Friends Only at that point. And the number is so low from her in particular now because her IP has been blocked. That’s why I included the one where someone from her city came here via a proxy, which occurred after the IP banning. I didn’t include anything from Tumblr, where I really did start reblogging porn just to keep her away. And, yes, my cussing really did increase because I wanted to keep her away.  And I digress. So, back to the holiday thing, Nana ended up deciding that she wanted to spend Christmas day with us. The visits to my aunt’s house are too hard on her. They’re about 45 minute drives each way and that’s really not a fun thing for someone with the health problems that Nana has to endure. Hell, it’s not a fun thing for healthy people to endure. I guess that we “won” this round, which should make me happy, but doesn’t because I really hate that all of this happens. And now I shall go back to my corner where I’m paranoid that she’ll get pissed about this post and do something even worse.

Yes, I’m the One with the Problem