Aah.

Dec. 26th, 2012 01:38 am
synnoveaevael: (Rudolph)
Christmas went smashingly.

So much food was consumed. Many gifts were exchanged. Children were excited. In laws were well received and enjoyed food and socialization.

Ahhhh :D

So happy.

And Andrew adores his electric blanket. LOL! :D
synnoveaevael: (Urban Decay)
I went up to Jersey this weekend to see what was going on in the world. Helped mah bestie car shop & deal with real life issues, had a dinner with some friends, hit up my favorite goth club, apparently forgot to sleep, and saw the fam.

I called my dad today to be like BITCH WHEN WE CHILLIN. My baby brother answered the phone. I was like "Lorenzo?" and he said "Yeah." and I said "It's Nicole! Is Dad there?" and he went "Oh yay! Yes!" and as he handed the phone over to our dad, I heard him ask who was on the phone and Lorenzo said "it's my beautiful sister!"

He's 16. He has too much sex. He works out too much. He plays too many video games. But he can melt my friggin heart.

So my dad regales me with more family history. Always hilarious. Apparently, my grandfather (he was a beautician) had a violet wand. He used to use it for "massage therapy" and charge a fortune. My dad didn't even know what it was called. He described it and I was like "Hold up, grandpa had a friggin violet wand?" "Yeah, if that's what you call it. It was like one of those globes at the science museum! One had a bulb, one had a rake... " I KNOW DAD.

And we wonder where I get it from.

Another fun tidbit. Everyone in the 50s till the 80s in NJ worked at Singer Kearfott in Elizabeth. Damn near my entire family did at some point. So, unsurprisingly one of my dad's first jobs was making a clock. This one was special though cause it was gonna go into space. He thought it was neat, but nothing hugely jaw dropping.

My dad's clock went into Apollo 13. During their electrical failure, his clock was one of the few electrical things that actually still worked and was used when they timed their bursts.

WHY DON'T I GET TOLD *THESE* THINGS?!?! I know all the ickie stuff. C'mon now.

That man.

Out of all the artwork my grandmother did, he only has ONE painting.



I wish I had a fraction of her talent. She was kind of amazingly talented. I wish I had her still life paintings. It makes me so sad because I have no clue where they are.

Heee!

Sep. 25th, 2011 12:58 am
synnoveaevael: (Lil Me)
So today I spent the day at the ren faire. With my dad :D

I found out:

My great grandmother was like, almost 4 feet tall. That explains some shit. She was a seamstress. She sewed her own burlesque costumes. She used to double this act (note, my great grandmother wasn't that lady. She was a lush, so my GG had to step in for her *all* the time - further, that's Dita). Once, in Hells Kitchen, she stabbed a man and killed him with butcher knife. The mafia liked her though, so they covered it up. She eventually settled in Wyckoff, NJ, and had an affinity for roses. (Oh, poked around more, THIS is from the original dance

On the other side, there was my grandfather. My grandfather came over to America from Italy when he was 17 cause Mussolini put out a hit on his father. When that went through, the underground went looking for my grandfather. So he fucking bamfed. My grandfather could never truly fall asleep. He'd be snoring and if you breathed too close to him, he was AWAKE. Makes sense. He ended up having a hair salon. Ha.

I'm gonna find out more tomorrow. Cause THIS SHIT IS SO COOL. OMFG.

Mew :)

Dec. 23rd, 2010 06:36 am
synnoveaevael: (Grey's Anatomy - Mere nose wrinkle)
Today, we finished Christmas shopping. HUZZAH!

And it was awesome. Cause I didn't spend a lot of money (clearly do not have a lot of it anyways) and I got some cute stuff. I got Andrew a set of pocket knives, and it's not a secret cause we exchanged presents already. He got me a fucking COLOR NOOK.

Now, I was sort of against the color Nook due to the whole backlighting thing, but honestly? I don't care. It is wee, and adorable and I can even check my email on it (what!?) and now? Just today?? I have downloaded FORTY FREE BOOKS I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO READ.

Granted, I could have done this on my computer. But I wouldn't have. Hell, I have like, 5 movies on here I want to see and haven't watched yet and 2 teevee series. I'll get to it.... eventually. And let's not go into what I have stored on the Netflixes.

BUT! This ittie bittie wee thing? I can cart around ANYWHERE. And it FORTY FREE BOOKS!!

Andrew wanted to do gifts whenever, and he was like "well, you might like yours now". Cause we're going to my Aunt & Uncle's and we keep WAY different hours than them, and yeah. YEAH.

HE GOT ME A NOOK! I didn't think he was gonna be this extravagant. IN FACT I thought we were being "good" this year. I swear. That boy.

Anyrate.

So, some books were downloaded, and I wrapped all the presents for Virginia and changed the litter box and took out the garbage and watched 2 episodes of Grey's Anatomy whilest wrapping presents and did a load of laundry.

I should prolly go to sleep now. Seeing as most normal people are getting up now.

Oh, and I have a fucking HEART carved into my chest, thank you very much Dr. Mike. Jesus. And it was done with a sharpened candy cane. Found a use for those fuckers after all.

Oh, I have a picture.



I'm a sharer. I hope that this calms down soon. All my shirts are kind of low cut (i.e., NOT turtlenecks) and it would be SWELL if I could wear normal clothes on Christmas. HA.

*sad face*

Nov. 18th, 2010 02:19 pm
synnoveaevael: (Corpse Bride - Sad)
http://www.vandermay.com/Obituaries.aspx?from=obtDet&obituaryid=3561

Roland M. Palumbo
11/17/2010

Roland M. Palumbo, age 83 of Wayne died on Wednesday, November 17, 2010.

Roland was born and raised in the Totowa section of Paterson and graduated from Central High School. Shortly thereafter he found himself in the US Army, joining the war effort. He served most of his time in Japan, Korea, and throughout the Western Pacific Theatre as part of the Occupation Forces there. He was discharged in 1946, having achieved the rank of Corporal, and remained a member of American Legion Post 187.

Roland went on to attend Rutgers University on the GI Bill and graduated with a degree in accounting. He converted that education into a successful career and stayed active with the Alumni Association. He had worked for Curtiss Wright Corporation as a supervisor of corporate audits which had him traveling extensively. He spent some time at their Salt Lake City, Utah location where he made many great acquaintances and truly enjoyed the lifestyle and friendly people there. However, when his audits determined that the operations there had to be closed, they put Roland in charge of terminating the employees. That task was so upsetting and contradictory to his kind and caring nature, that he left the company and came back East. He then began working for Vitro Corporation of America in New York City as their Assistant Treasurer before founding Digital Devices, Inc. in Nutley, where he was President for twenty two years before retiring.

Roland met his wife, Madeline Bennington, at a dance in the Passaic Armory. On the first night they met, he accidentally bumped into her and almost knocked her down. He was embarrassed of course and may have even blushed a bit, but was afraid to ask her to dance after that. It wasn’t until a year later, when they met again at another dance, that they finally got the chance to dance. Roland proposed shortly thereafter and they married in 1951, enjoying nearly sixty years together.

Roland leaves to mourn his beloved wife Madeline (nee Bennington), devoted father of Robert Palumbo and Kim LoBiondo, both of Wayne, son-in-law Joseph LoBiondo, loving grandfather of Tanya, Carissa and Jessielyn Palumbo and Victoria, Joseph and James LoBiondo, and the late Christie Mercuri (1983). Brother of Joseph F. Palumbo of Totowa.

Friends may visit with the family at the Vander May Wayne Colonial Funeral Home, 567 Ratzer Road, Wayne, on Friday, November 19, 2010 from 2-4 & 7-9 PM.

Funeral Services will be held at 10 AM on Saturday, November 20 at the funeral home.

Interment will follow at the Laurel Grove Memorial Park, Totowa.

Donations to Hospice of New Jersey, 400 Broad Acres Dr., 4th floor, Bloomfield, NJ 07003 would be greatly appreciated.

Dammit.

Nov. 17th, 2010 06:51 pm
synnoveaevael: (Corpse Bride - Sad)
My Great Uncle Ro died. :(

He had been sick a LONG time. I don't know what finally got him though :(

He used to petrify Trish & I by doing that "finger sliding off trick". Heh.

<3
synnoveaevael: (Sworn to secrecy)
All alone in the moooonliiiiighhht...

Day 01 – Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Your first love
Day 03 – Your parents
Day 04 – What you ate today
Day 05 – Your definition of love
Day 06 – Your day
Day 07 – Your best friend
Day 08 – A moment
Day 09 – Your beliefs
Day 10 – What you wore today
Day 11 – Your siblings
Day 12 – What's in your bag
Day 13 – This week
Day 14 – What you wore today
Day 15 – Your dreams
Day 16 – Your first kiss

Day 17 – Your favorite memoryThe Rest )

I don't know if I have specifically a favorite memory. My first memories are from when I was a year or so old.

I have so many powerfully strong memories, well, I don't know how to take that either.

A favorite memory I suppose was leaving my grandmother's house one day (my mother's mother) and she would SQUEEZE THE AIR out of us when she'd hug us. She was a big lady and she loved us with all of her. heh :)

Anyrate.

As she was squeezing the air out of me in a bear hug, it felt like someone whispered in my ear "Don't struggle. One day she won't be here to squeeze you. And you'll wish she was."

It was the strangest sensation. I was about 11. Maybe.

It's one of the things I miss the most in life. Just thinking of it makes me cry.

She gave the best hugs. And she had the best laugh. I have her laugh. I am grateful for that.
synnoveaevael: (Kisses)
Day 01 – Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Your first love
Day 03 – Your parents
Day 04 – What you ate today
Day 05 – Your definition of love
Day 06 – Your day
Day 07 – Your best friend
Day 08 – A moment
Day 09 – Your beliefs
Day 10 – What you wore today
Day 11 – Your siblings
Day 12 – What's in your bag
Day 13 – This week
Day 14 – What you wore today
Day 15 – Your dreams

Day 16 – Your first kissThe Rest )

Ugh. My first kiss. Well, the one I count. It was with this guy named Andre, who I actually still know, but don't have on my Facebook. He knocked up my cousin's friend and they're together now. The kid is cute.

Anyrate. Andre. He was my neighbor back when I was 14 or 15? I really don't remember. I think I may have been closer to 15.

I was really awkward looking for quite some time. At the age of 13, I started attracting unwanted attention from men, and I mean MEN. Older men (like, 40+. Why? I don't fucking know. I was also mistaken as a TEACHER at my 8th grade dance that year. What the fuck people? I HAD ACNE AND BRACES. SEE???)


My cousin Trish & I on the way to the dance.

Anyrate. Around 15? I was invisible. Which was fine. I might have been invisible since I started wearing *super* baggie stuff. Cause ya know. Yeah. Yay 1994.

So, there's a bunch of us. I lived in an apartment complex, you see. And I had a BUNCH of neighbors who were my friends and around my age. Andre & his siblings were new to the complex, and we were all hanging out on the picnic tables in the back. Andre had been showing interest to me in front of my mom, and it was obvious my mom was like "THANK GOD, A BOY LIKES MY DAUGHTER." I think she thought I was a lesbian. OH WAIT. I know she thought that.

She was only half right.

However, at the time, I was insecure, and confused, and didn't know if I was even remotely attracted to him. He had a brother who was a year and a half younger (but I wasn't about to do anything about that, cause he was like, 13 or so, and that was just TOO young. And I was insecurity personified. Even though ALL those boys looked a lot older than they were. The youngest won a 8 year old body building competition at 5... yeah. They even have those.)

After playing Manhunt (Most of the kids were a few years younger than me, but they were fucking ninjas. I miss those days.), we were chilling on this picnic table (that can't possibly exist there anymore since they built ANOTHER set of buildings on that land. RIGHT NEXT TO THE CREEK RUN OFF BASIN!! IDGI.) and Andre starts like. Rubbing my leg.

Okay? Maybe his hand is cold.

Now he's like, laying on my lap. What? Maybe he's tired.

Now he's turned and is like, rubbing my BARE back UNDER MY SHIRT at the same time. Apparently his hand *isn't* cold.

What is going on here?

My friend/neighbor, Alex, notices this and is like "Man, I'm outta here." And sure enough everyone else starts to go home.

His brothers lag behind a bit. Kinda waiting for Andre, but realizing that he's not coming along.

Sure enough we're alone, and I'm like "I guess I should be going in soon," and he's all "No, no, not yet."

He pulls me between his legs, he's sitting on the table part of it, and resting his feet on the bench part, and so we're almost like, spooning but standing? I don't even know how to explain it.

He starts like, kissing my neck and rubbing my breasts and rubbing my sides and making all these teenage horny boy noises.

And AALLLL the while I'm like, uhh.

Cause what the hell do I do?

Also? My mother's bedroom window is NOT FAR AT ALL, and if she were to look out? She would TOTALLY see what was going on. Not to mention she was dating KING of all racists at the time (did I mention Andre is black as black gets? *scrolls up* No, I didn't. He's black as black gets. As Jared would say "somewhere between Denzel Washington and Nelly".), so I am FREAKED OUT that Rich would see and do something stupid.

Instead of thinking about the first sexual encounter I'm having with someone my own friggin age, I am thinking about this shit. And how I don't feel comfortable.

I let this go on for a bit. Then I was like "No, really, I have a curfew" (true, but it wasn't for another hour) and he sighs and walks me toward my apartment, but says underneath my bedroom window "Don't I even get a kiss?" and as I went to answer him, VOOMP.

Tongue down throat.

The bastard had brushed his teeth at some point. HE KNEW. I didn't.

We kissed for like, 30 seconds and he got Roamin' hand syndrome again and I pulled away and that was that. I scampered to my apartment.

The next day he acted all awkward and weird around me like the rest of the guys in my world. Like they didn't want to be seen with me cause I was the chubby weird looking girl and "oh no she might be interested" look. It was annoying. I wasn't interested in him at all. HE was the one who made the moves on me.

Looking back, he might have been trying to reject me since I clearly didn't have an interest in him. But even back then, I was trying to be mature and was all "no, everything is cool."

Fucker even got me in THE WORST trouble I ever got into with my mom.

I had some of my neighbors over when my mom told me not to have anyone. I knew I shouldn't have done it, but we were all laughing and having fun. Andre was in my room and listening to a CD and I saw my mom pull up out my window. I GOT EVERYONE OUT IN TIME except Andre (since he has ALWAYS moved slow and stop), the worst one to be coming out of my bedroom (the rest of my neighbors were really young, or just playing on my keyboard. But here is this 6'5" BOY coming out of MY BEDROOM.)

That was a fun "I can't trust you anymore" conversation. UGGHHH.

Yeah.

So. First kiss. Was lame.

Second kiss didn't happen till I was like, 20. I was a super late bloomer.
synnoveaevael: (Kittie - Rawr kittie)
Day 01 – Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Your first love
Day 03 – Your parents
Day 04 – What you ate today
Day 05 – Your definition of love
Day 06 – Your day
Day 07 – Your best friend
Day 08 – A moment
Day 09 – Your beliefs
Day 10 – What you wore today

Day 11 – Your siblings
The Rest )

My siblings. This is tricky.

I have heard tell of a half brother I have who is a couple years older than me. I don't know if this is confirmed.

I was under the impression that I had a half sister, Tiffany, and always treated her as such. Her mother was named Darian. My mom didn't believe that Tiffany was my father's since he would have had to knock Darian up RIGHTAWAY. I don't know why she didn't believe this. Maybe it's because he is so dark in coloring and Tiffany came out with blond hair and blue eyes? I don't know. Her mother was very pale. I haven't seen either of them since I was about 12. She was about 7, I think. My dad has her named tattooed near mine on his arm.

I mentioned this in the parent entry, but I don't think my dad ever got over my mother. When she announced her engagement in 1991 (she was due to get married September 11, 1992), my dad announced his engagement to his girlfriend, Ellen.

He had met Ellen at an NA or AA meeting. I don't recall which one. She had a daughter already, Melissa. Melissa was 10 when they got married. I was 15.

On December 21, 1995, Lorenzo Dante was born. I wanted to name him Christian Dante, but eh. Later in life, Lorenzo wanted to change his name to Christian. Funnie.

Here's the lil' man at a month old.



Around 3 months old, he had to have surgery since his esophagus and his stomach didn't *quite* connect. They spun his belly 270 degrees and now he just has to be careful how fast and what he eats, but with no major dietary restrictions. But. He was all better, but he would take these HORRIBLE shits. Used to make our dad throw up. Heh. I changed him a few times because of it. Funnie stories, really. Well, as long as you weren't my dad.

Ellen... Hated me. Which was fine. My dad was clearly hung up on my mom, I looked just like her, whatever. I was used to my parents' significant others not being very fond of me. I wasn't a difficult child, but... My mom picked interesting men, and my dad. Well. Yeah. I am my mother's clone. And I've always been. Hm. Outspoken.

Eventually he had Melissa's name tattooed on his arm with mine, Lorenzo's and Tiffany's.

Lorenzo, age 3.5. This picture is fitting because my dad painted houses.



Things went, well to say sour would be an understatement, with Ellen somewhere when Lorenzo was about 2.5. Some bad shit went down with Melissa and Ellen, and Ellen high tailed it out to Florida, disowning both her children and was committed. My father, due to the blow up, went to jail for reasons I don't feel like discussing in a public forum. For about 8 years, but he ended up getting out in five and a half.

Melissa went into foster care, then to a friend's house, then to her dad's... It was a mess. She was about 14. Her life went to shit. She couldn't stay with my dad due to the shit that went down.

Lorenzo stayed with my dad, and my dad had found another girlfriend (of course) named Jackie, who had two kids, Christopher (who was 18, and kicked out of military school) and Cody (who was 7?) and they were all around when Lorenzo was 3. Jackie took "care" of Lorenzo the first couple years my dad was "gone".

Lorenzo at my dad's "going away dinner".



Jackie is a filthy fucking cunt whore bitch, and if she died by having a million slices cut into her flesh with a rusty blade, and then those wounds pissed in, I think it would be a merciful death for what she allowed to happen to my brother.

After she got tired of taking care of her "fiance's" kid (They got engaged when he was in jail. Fucking seriously? Also, SO MANY QUOTES.), so she dumped him off on my grandmother.

Before this, my Aunt Kathie (Trish's mom, my mother's sister) would take Lorenzo a lot on the weekends, cause Jackie was CLEARLY seeing someone else. And we provided some stability. My aunt gave him a great home, but couldn't invest herself (mostly my uncle too) in raising a small child when their kids were grown. We would take him every other Wednesday to Pioneer Club, a church run kid's program where I taught as well. Did that for 3 years. It was fun.

So. Anyrate. My grandmother, my father's mother, died when Lorenzo was 8. She died on my 25th birthday. He had nowhere to go, so he stayed with their Peruvian neighbors. For about a year. There he worked in their Chinese restaurant, and he still hates wontons because he used to make them.

After a year or two, he moved in with my mother. He stayed with her for a couple years. Eventually, my dad got out of jail, and my mom, my stepfather Charlie & I went to get him. It was an interesting day.

For a while my dad, my mom, her husband and my brother lived in my mom's 2 bedroom apartment with a slew of cats and even more drama. Eventually my dad moved out, and in with his new girlfriend (Cookie) and her weird little dogs.

After a while (and some talking to with me) he moved out of her house and on his own with Lorenzo. He eventually found Sue (after quite possibly his longest out-of-jail time singleness ever) and they now live together. I approve of her.

This is Lorenzo at the age of 14. I was 30.



Somewhere in the mix of all this, Melissa found me on Facebook. She's well adjusted, living in New York City, and working for Red Bull. She had a crazy fucking life, and well, I really like talking to her now.

Due to the crazy past, my dad has a complete shitfit thinking about reintroducing her to Lorenzo. All she wants is to be part of his life, but I don't know how to do this. I don't legally know how to proceed (also, pleased don't offer advice on this one, seeing as I have not given the legal nature of the situation). I figure in a few years when he is 18, all bets are off and they can be reintroduced.

They look so much alike.

This is Melissa, age 25.



We used to call each other sisters because we were both excited not to be only children anymore. But then life changed.

WHOOOO doggie. That was a long one.
synnoveaevael: (Default)
Day 01 – Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Your first love
Day 03 – Your parents
The rest )

Meet Larry & Darlene. Ages 28 & 21, respectively.



On their wedding day. December 15, 1979. I remember this date, because my mom mentioned when I was 13 how that day was their anniversary. I did the math. I said, "SLUT! You were pregnant with me!" She was all "No, I wasn't."

Sassy me: "UH. HELLO. If your anniversary is the middle of December, and I was born in JULY.. YES YOU WERE."

Amused mother: "No. No I wasn't."

Sassy me: "I CAN DO MATH. YOU WERE."

Amused mother: "No, you were there."

Sassy, shocked me: "...."

HAHAHA. She really thought I'd have issues with being a bastard, so she married my dad. I was like, what? It was nearly 1980. What the shit? Ha. But she married him.

For me.

One day I told her to quit blaming that shit on me cause I was there before she was married. She was all "Damn." hahaha... :)

There they are at a club.



At a concert.



My mom's friend Linda recently posted these. Linda had a goal to get as much background in a picture as possible, or that's my theory based on her pictures.

Dad & me, shortly after my birth.



My favorite wee pic of my dad & me.



Not to be left out, my mother & me.



So. My parents had a helluva volatile relationship. She was kind of slutty, he's been clinically diagnosed as a sex addict. He cheated on her several times, beat her, didn't give her money, all sorts of shit.

Eventually his mother grabbed my mom and said to her "GET OUT NOW."

Apparently, she'd had similar issues with her husband.

(my mom's friend Ellen, my mom, the grandfather in question, my dad, and my mom's sister Kathie who is sitting)



One of my first CLEAR AS A BELL memories is my mom leaving my dad. (although, my first memory is from a couple years earlier.) I was 3. She had a garbage bag filled with some of our crap. She told him she was done. He cried. She cried. I was scared. Apparently, in kindergarten, we were told to draw a picture of our parents. This was the scene I drew, 2 years later. The teacher brought my mom in and recommended me for advanced classes. Most other kids drew their parents in front of a house. I drew my mom holding me and a garbage bag in front of a door, leaving, with my dad crying.

ANYRATE.

I wasn't really keen on the dad thing for a while. He eventually needed a place to live, so he lived with us a year when I was like, 10 or something. It was odd for me. He's always been more of a friend than a parent cause as the kid of a single mom, I grew up sort of quick.

My dad, being goofie.



As I've grown up, I get a lot of their relationship. It helps that I'm a more psychologically based creature, and I've gotten to watch my mother's relationship foibles. She requires a partner. REQUIRES. Sometimes (okay, usually) she finds the least suitable mate, and says "I CAN FIX HIM!!! HE NEEDS MEEEE" and lo. I end up with some idiot for a role model. Luckily, only a few of them truly fucked me up.

Mama, skinnie and goth. If only I had ever been that thin.



My mother is married to an idiot today. He's prolly the worst of the bunch. Makes some of the shit my dad did to her look like a walk in the park.

My dad. Well, when he found out my mom was engaged, married his then girlfriend. Had his first child IN wedlock. Then my mom broke off her engagement. I believe, he was devastated.

I truly believe my mother was the love of his life. We've had talks about this.

After 8 years or so in an adult psychiatric prison, he's come into a few discoveries. Right now he's dating a woman named Sue, who I genuinely like. She's a good egg. She takes care of him & my brother, Lorenzo, pretty well. My dad has gotten FAT, and I blame Sue's good cooking.

It's come to the point where he's the more responsible parent, and I'm okay with that. He went from me not really knowing if I'd care when he died, to me actually loving him.

Life isn't so easy. But I'm the forgive but don't forget type.

Rise above, right?

But.

Those are my parents. I look just like both of them.

My father is half Italian (he is first generation, my grandpa came over when he was 18), and Norwegian, Swedish & German.

My mother is half Polish (she is first generation, my grandpa came over when he was a bebe), and English, Scottish & German.

:)
synnoveaevael: (Corpse Bride - Sad)
<3

Mildred "Miki" De Angelo
8/24/2010

Mildred V. De Angelo “Miki” (nee Bennington) age 86 of Wayne passed away on Tuesday, August 24, 2010 at home. Although unexpected, her passing was peaceful during the night.

She was born in Belleville and spent her childhood in Nutley later living in Passaic before moving to Wayne forty-six years ago.

In her younger years, she modeled in New York City and throughout her life maintained a life-long enjoyment of fashion, design, and all things artistic. She had an innate skill for drawing and painting. She was an avid reader and loved writing and poetry. She loved Elvis Presley, especially the song "Amazing Grace," many songs by Frank Sinatra, and her favorite song was "My Destiny" by Billy Eckstein. She loved deeply and will forever be remembered for the quiet yet permanent way that she touched so many lives through her thoughtfulness and acceptance of others without ever judging.

Her first work experience was as a secretary for the Kearfott Corporation in Clifton and later she helped her husband found two businesses – Robyn Packaging, Clifton and Georgio’s Restaurant, Elmwood Park. Miki served as secretary, bookkeeper, and office manager for both endeavors. She added her artistic touch to the restaurant's design and decor.

She was a long time member of the Mountain View Gospel Church in Wayne.
Miki was a member of the Daughters of The American Revolution and had been a member of the Womans Club. She often sent letters and donations to wounded veteran organizations and also supported the Salvation Army with donations.

Miki was gifted in her life journey with a warm, nurturing, artistic, and outgoing personality.
She met a handsome fellow named George DeAngelo at George’s father’s night club and not too long after they were married on December 29, 1959 at the Warren Point Presbyterian Church, Fair Lawn. They celebrated fifty years of loving marriage together in 2009.

Surviving to mourn this special person are her loving husband George De Angelo; devoted children Michael Karsen and his wife Carole of Montville, Larry Karpinsky and his wife Dixie of Beachwood, and Robyn Maka and her husband Greg of Chester; cherished grandmother of eight grandchildren; loved sister of Madeline Palumbo and her husband Roland of Wayne and a brother Chauncey Bennington and his wife Carol of Jensen Beach, Florida. Her sister Cora Wolos predeceased her.

Friends may visit with the family on Thursday, August 26, 2010 from 2-4 and 7-9 PM at the Vander May Wayne Colonial Funeral Home, 567 Ratzer Rd., Wayne.

Funeral services will be held 10 AM on Friday, August 27, 2010 at the funeral home.

In lieu of flowers, memorial donations to the Wounded Warrior Project, 720AC Skinner Parkway, Suite 100, Jacksonville, FL 32256 would be appreciated.
synnoveaevael: (Lil Me)
Andrew's eldest sister had her son, Kain Nihkil. He's a cutie pie. This year's round of babies are done for our families! Huzzah!!

One of my mom's oldest childhood friends has been posting up a STORM lately. She's been posting pix from BACK IN THE DAY.

Underneath the cut will be massive amounts of old pix of my family and me. :D

Ahh. The 70s & 80s. The cameras weren't crappy, we really looked like that. )

Wee!

Sep. 24th, 2009 02:43 am
synnoveaevael: (Me & Z)
My cousin Terry tried to put in my old Clarion CD player from my Dodge. Apparently, he was having issues with the harness. LE SUCK. I dragged Z along.

So he put the old stock one back in. AND LO. So far the motherfucking thing (btw, I love that motherfucking doesn't get highlighted in spell check) hasn't frozen or stalled once. Which is WHY I was going to replace it.

ASSHOLE. The radio. Not Terry.

And he connected my cigarette lighter again (which apparently just has been disconnected since I've own the car, more assholes) so now I have TWO car charger adapters! HUZZAH!! Sometimes it's nice to have 2. I have one in my arm rest. Thank the gods for that.

Maggie also made dinner for everyone. Which was precious.

My aunt Cindy is doing really well! Been almost a year after her stroke. Apparently her 90 year old father had open heart surgery today and was doing really well. Crazy. My uncle has a nervous twitch now where he plucks at his eyebrow and eyelashes of his one eye. He's CONVINCED there's something in his eye. Strangeness. He's been to countless doctors and specialists. My cousin Maggie is convinced he has that hair plucking disorder, cause my uncle has always been a bit... special, but alas. He doesn't think so.

After this whole thing, Z & I went to Sonic. SONIC!!! It was good. Their strawberry limeade is the SHIZZ! Now I see what the fuss is about. It's their damned real drinks that are so delish. :D I can't wait to take Andrew there. He loves real lime stuffs.

I should go to sleep. It's about 3am, and I have a doctor appointment in about 9 hours. Heh.
synnoveaevael: (Joey - Orly)
Smile!!



Apparently her colors are brown and pink.



I love my mommie!!



Lil' peanut.



Apparently, Joey refuses to acknowledge her existence. I think that her birth will also prompt him to talk, to get some attention back. hehehe :D

YEE!!!

Aug. 18th, 2009 01:13 pm
synnoveaevael: (Joey - Orly)
I have a niece!!!!

Welcome to the world Gabriella Katherine Trotta!!!!

She came in around 5:55am, no specifics on anything else :) I'll post when I know!!

ETA: 7lb 11oz, 21.25 inches long

*yawn*

Apr. 26th, 2009 09:01 pm
synnoveaevael: (Kittie - happy cat run out of happy)
All things considering, seeing as I had no energy shot today, I'm doing KICK ASS.

I'm beat, but whatever.

Yesterday when I drove to NY, I went through PA. (BTW, made it from Frederick, MD to New City, NY in 4 hrs, 10 minutes. WITH TWO STOPS *pwn*)

At dusk.

My car? Was like, the bug holocaust mobile. Srsly.

It's SO GROSS.

I went and got my tank filled and like, squeegeed the fuck outta mah windshield. So gross.

The front end is still narsty too.

OH, and ever since I got my fluids flushed? I'm getting like, 30 to 45 more miles to a tank. SCHWEET.

I still need to get her shocks and struts done. WHY IS IT SO ESPENSIVE.

Saw the famdamily and a couple of my old coworkers. Had a good time, ate way too much. I think that's why I'm sleepies.

Trish's bellie has POPPED. Bebe Girl Trotta is waving. Joey got his hairs cut. Such a lil' man. He's got the paranoia and OCD happening. So cute and funnie.

I wanna watch this past Thursday's Grey's but I don't wanna sit at the computer. Maybe I will twirdle and watch. It's HOT though.

Dr. Bronner's Peppermint soap SAVED MY SOUL earlier. I love that stuff. Even though it seems to be mysteriously disappearing. *glances in roommate's direction*

I got two boxes of Somoas for $4. How could I say no. GODDAMMIT. I almost got through GS season and didn't buy a box. But two for one? Oi.

My cats are still throw rugs. But so cute. I heart them. I put ice cubes in their water dish before and they melted before I could leave 10 minutes later. 4 ice cubes. Like I'd put them in boiling water. Oi.

I'm gonna go vegetate. And like, mebbe watch Grey's.

*sneeze*

Mar. 29th, 2009 04:10 pm
synnoveaevael: (Juliet - Joo Lay)
Things!

- The 24th marked the 10th anniversary of my grandmother's death, but, more happily, the 11th birthday of my JUJU BEE. I love you, Juliet.

- I cannot stop sneezing. I think it's the tree sex. I woke up this morning and my throat was sore and I have sneezed PRETTY much nonstop since. Fuckers.

- I had a fannnntastic time with my Hedgies this weekend. Amanda, Gene, Savannah & Big Alex came up and we went to Mudthawr. Jim stayed over too. It was TONS of fun. Gene got beat like a baby seal. Saw nifty things. I got an AWESOME basket. It's for feasting. It has two wine holders, and a covered compartment for foods. It's got one of the ugliest cloth patterns inside (very 70s, like, cut limes and lemons) and it's so ugly that I think I like it. Got to see mah Katrina and a lot of other people :D :D Twas cool. Excellent job, Owynn!

- While watching Tropic Thunder last night, Savannah & I cleaned my damned Medieval Moccasins. They had been caked in mud since we went to MD faire. Was gross. They're black again. It's amazing. I still need to resole the bottoms better. After we cleaned them, I put them on and was like "vat is dees lump?" and found out there was still quite a bit of mud between the sole and the shoe. Ew.

- I am watching Juliet bath. She's so zen. I love that cat so much.

- I got woken up this morning by a Firenze bath. Kinda like "Lady. You feed me. Those others with the thumbs out there? They don't realize. Feed me. *licklicklicklick*". Fuzzbutt is the only cat who really licks me. She's a riot.

- My face. Is sneezie. Zyrrteecc kicckkk innn...

- I am also sleepie. We went to Topps Diner and now I'm fat. *urp*

- Oh, I got a call from my oral surgeon, since I totally forgot about the appointment last Friday, whooops. Apparently I had a neuroma. He was like "do you bite your lips often?" HAHAHA. Yes. All the time. They can occur near scar tissue too, and it was right where my last mucocele was. So chances were, I bit the healing scar. I am not surprised. After he removed it though, I suddenly have a LOT more feeling back in that part of my lip. (after the mucocele was removed, I had nerve damage, something they tell you can happen.) I can now tell where the edge of my lip is and where my chin begins. Makes putting on chapstick & lipstick easier again. Ha. :)

And for all you naysayers, I am in NJ for a while. Schedule is as follows:

3/30 - Monday - NJ. Up to Wayne for a deposit & an oil change.
3/31 - Tuesday - NJ. Go to NY for D&D.
4/1 - Wednesday - NJ
4/2 - Thursday - Chill with De, Grey's date with Ammre, NJ
4/3 - Friday - NJ
4/4 - Saturday - Party at a friend's.
4/5 - Sunday - Recover? NJ
4/6 - Monday - NJ
4/7 - Tuesday - NJ, then to NY for D&D at night.
4/8 - Wednesday - MD travelin'
4/9 - Thursday - MD
4/10 - Friday - MD, then Virhinya.
4/11 - Saturday - Virginnie, Bottlin' the beer we made.
4/12 - Sunday - Virginnie, Easter. Then back up to MD?
4/13 - Monday - MD
4/14 - Tuesday - NJ, then NY to D&D at night.
4/15 - Wednesday - NJ
4/16 - Thursday - NJ
4/17 - Friday - NJ/NY - Squeezing my fat ass into pretty bridal dresses
4/18 - Saturday - NJ
4/19 - Sunday - NJ (oh, my mother's anniversary. Joy. Rapture.)
4/20 - Monday - NJ
4/21 - Tuesday - NJ/NY for D&D At night
4/22 - Wednesday - NJ
4/23 - Thursday - NJ
4/24 - Friday - NJ Deanne & Teenoo's bday.
4/25 - Saturday - Partay.
4/26 - Sunday - Recovery. NJ
4/27 - Monday - NJ
4/28 - Tuesday - NJ/NY for D&D at night
4/29 - Wednesday - MD?


So I am home. See.

Hi thar. :)

Mar. 8th, 2009 01:35 pm
synnoveaevael: (Upside down)
Things!

- In Frederick. Last night was First Saturday (every first Saturday of the month, a lot of the shops stay open and people all wander about. Luckily, the past couple of first Saturdays have had GORGEOUS weather) and it was really neat to see all the people and pets wandering around. This town really is kind of amazingly adorable.

- Going to Virginia in a couple weeks! My cousin Jason is going with his girlfriend, Michele, to my aunt's and my cousin Trisha (his sister) has invited Andrew & I down. Apparently they're attempting beer brewing, which is what Andrew was doing at the Haven yesterday. Heh :)

- Saw the Watchmen last night. I never read the graphic novel, but I really enjoyed the movie for the most part. Didn't see why the mini pr0n was necessary, but whatever. I thought it was good. I've read it's amazing in IMAX.

- THIS WEATHER IS AMAZING!! I have felt *meh* for weeks now, but this weather. OMG. It has sucked the meh right outta me. I guess I was just getting stir crazy. It's nice to have fresh air that doesn't freeze your lungs shut.

- Tent making last week went well. Andrew & I have a few things to change on the kahana for the yurt, but other than that, we're good to go. He wants to fiddle with the yurt's ribbing too. Whatever floats yer boat, dollface. Apparently we're gonna have a FUN configuration with the 4 yurts in camp this year. Ahh, Pennsic. A mere 137 days. We got some building to do!!

- Speaking of Pennsic, one of our Gypsie BitchesTM is moving out here! Savannah should be arriving today. *ayiee* Sometimes we share a brain, and seeing how much I'm down here, I'm rather excited that I'll be seeing her more often. I hearts her.

- Andrew ALMOST has his voice back at times. He finally went to the doctor cause this shit was ridiculous. Doc gave him some antibiotics, and some nose spray. BTW, they were the MOST EFFICIENT doctor's office I have *ever* been too. We were back in the car on the way out 17 minutes later. *boggle* So occasionally I can have a conversation with my boyfriend. So nice. I nearly cried yesterday when I was in the shower and he came home and said "Hi baby" cause I hadn't heard more than a whisper from him in aaageesss.

- IT IS SO GORGEOUS OUTSIDE!!

- I got new sneakers. It was time. There was a gaping hole in my old ones. For the first time in close to 8 years, I got a different color of Sketchers. Same style, but they're white. Hehhe... not for long. But currently they are. And they have tiny sparkly bits on the heel. I AM SO TRENDY. Also, I hit up Payless and got the CUTEST shoes. zOmg shooz. Oh, I showed Andrew that Kelly video and he was amused. *grins* Anyrate, my shooz are cute.



See?

- Last night we had nommie foodz, and awesome waiter and a nice stroll through Frederick. Got pretty drunk at the Haven and stayed up till too late talking about Pennsic. Was a really good night.

- Today it's Sunday. Other than have a serious conversation with Asuka (one of Pippi's cats) and dick around on the internets, I have done NOTHING today. I should get my ass in the shower and trot over to the Haven. Andrew is there already, playing Warhammer. Ahh, the sweet sweet scent of nerdery. How I love it.
synnoveaevael: (WTF?)
It's a twistah!!!

50mph winds here, kiddies. It's AWESOME. I just hope a tree don't land upon mah vehicle.

Anyboo.

I got an email from my aunt today regarding my mother. Seems my mother "needed" her credit card for her car to get fixed. When my aunt was like "uh, no." cause ya know. CHARLIE. My mother stopped talking to her.

So my aunt was even MORE clueless than I was. She was all concerned. She's not a bad person. But I can't say I blame her. So I clued her in to the little I know (cause since my mother got what she wanted out of me, ya know, money, she hasn't talked to me since, even though I asked her to call me when she landed where ever it is she landed. However, she also was running out of minutes. Soooo... There's that. But she could have found a way to call by now. Such is life.).

Ah. Family.

In other news, I wanted to open my windows since it was 65 DEGREES YESTERDAY. IN FEBRUARY. IN JERSEY. My bedroom windows are the "been painted 10 times" variety, so they stick. So I pulled on it, going up, with my left hand, and pushed up, with my right hand.

And didn't quite remember there was a bar of wood in the middle of the window. And managed to scrap off just about ALL of my cuticle on the middle finger. Bruised under the nail of that finger, and of my ring finger.

Jumped around the bedroom screaming "ow ow ow ow ow ow" repeatedly. Finally stopped shaking enough to see the blood all over the place. Cleaned it up (OMGOW) and bandaged it up. Which got soaked in blood.

Last night I changed the bandage, and put some Vaseline with, basically, Neosporin in it. Today, I could wash my hands, SANS bandage and not have the painnnnn happen. So it's currently drying out.

Huzzah.

That shit HURT.

Today I am going to the dermo. Woo. I've already been to the dentist. So that tooth is DONE. He redid it for free since he said "it's not really my fault, and it's not really your fault, so we'll just redo it." THANK YOU. See. My dentist rocks. I have managed to throw $700 at him in a month too. Thank you tax return. So my balance is down to $2100. WOO! Doing the math, I have paid in about $3600 to him. JESUS. This is what having two root canals and a CROWN will do to you. I STILL OWE HIM $2100!! AAHH!! What is killing me is the interest on the balance. I'm trying to get it to under $2000 so that way The interest isn't so huge. When it was $2000, the interest was only around $16. Totally manageable. When it was at $2900, it was about $40. ArG.

Anyrate.

I stole [livejournal.com profile] dexterette's mood theme. Sorry Moonlight, but BSG wins for now. :)

Besides, I always wanted an animated theme :D

Speaking of animated, I saw Coraline. Did I mention this? GO SEE IT. It was bloody awesome. There was a wee child in the audience (went during the day, huzzah no job. *gr*) and she sounded AWFUL concerned. lol... So I don't know how child-friendly this shizz is. But it's awesome. I saw it in 3D. Very cool. Worth the price of admission.

BTW, there is a gnome on the outside of the theater. I swear. See, me with the gnome.



Your argument is invalid. I am next to a gnome.

Tomorrow is Friday the 13th. Wee! I got into my first major car accident on Friday the 13th, 1997. In June. I remember this cause I was driving to my math final. SLAM. Assholes. I hate people.

Tomorrow I am also taking The Jew down to Maryland. FUN TIMES! :D I also get to meet Andrew's parents, and middle sister, and I assume her husband. I already met his oldest sister, and her husband. Very nice people. His eldest sister is so wee and squishable. Andrew pointed out she's my height. Bullocks I say. She is way tiny.

Juliet decided she doesn't hate me a day earlier than last time I came home! YAY! I love my kitten. She's gonna be 11 on 3/24. Which is also the 10th Anniversary of my grandmother's death. Weird how these things happen.

Anyrate. I think I'm done rambling for now.

ETA!!! OOOH! AND THANK YOU LESLIE! Bitch can COOK. *mmhmm* We had a scrrrrumptious dinner of cheekhan in red wine sauce with mushies and rice and it was so yummers. I should really cook more. Whenever I go to her place I'm like "I can cook! Why don't I?"

*teehee*
synnoveaevael: (Black cherry)
How I love thee, Facebook.

My cousin Maggie hath given me a report on her mom.
hey mom is progressing (slowly but surely.) she sat up in a chair today for the first time and after being evaluated by the swallowing therapist and having a little bit of lunch they took out her feeding tube (she hated it). so shes eating now, her left side is still immobile but she should be transfering to a rehabilitation place within the week and we'll c what happens from there ♥ ♥ ♥ love ya

So, that is good. Right? Once I kick whatever the hell kind of head cold I have, I'm going to visit her wherever she's at.

On another note *looks at time* Yep. Today is a year to the day that my grandfather died.

Miss you, Grandpa.

Oh, it's also my mother's husband's birthday. Woo.

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