The mess

I started out planning on a fun, and self congratulatory post, but since it was about Christmas presents, it got me to thinking...

The Holidays are such a stressful time, and usually it isn't even on our own behalf.  We want it all perfect, *for everyone else*.

I've come to the conclusion, that I'm not perfect.  Therefore, nothing about my holiday is going to be perfect. My kids will make me nuts, my food will be tasty, but not outstanding, someone will be less than thrilled with whatever gift I give them.  But here's the deal...

I'm sharing these days with my family, and with my friends.  They accept that I am not perfect.  They understand that I can't afford to buy them some of the things I want to give them, for the same reason they can't afford to buy them for themselves.  But they know that what I can give them is my undying, and unconditional love.  Behind every meal, behind every gift, behind every snark, giggle, and joke, is my affection for them.

I guess the moral here, is, why the hell are we stressing?  Let it go.  If the food isn't edible, does it matter? Will they hate you? No!
If there are only 1 dozen cookies left, will they hate you?  Ok, maybe, but still!

Let it go, and just enjoy being with the people you love, and who love you too.

Happy Thanksgiving

Today, I am thankful for so very many things.
 For the opportunity to express my views without persecution.
For the love of my family and friends.
For the laughter shared.
For the roof over my head, and the food in my stomach.
For my girls...
For my boys.
I am thankful that the place where I live, here in the N.E., was undisturbed by Sandy.

Today, while lighting the candles on my overfull table, I will think of the people I know, and that I never knew, that have no warm home,  no table left to gather around, and hope that very soon, they will be able to go back to their normal lives.

I will think of loved ones gone, never to share our table again.  And once again...

Be thankful for so very many things.

Happy, Healthy, Holiday to you all... Wherever you may be.

Much love,

Amanda

I. Am bored.

This almost never happens to me.  I can't even remember the last time I was this bored.  It's one of those "I'm bored"s that comes with total apathy.  My fingers ache, so yarn is out of the question... I don't feel like reading, and the internet has failed.  Failed *utterly*!  An epic, and utter, failure, the internet is tonight.  Did I mention I'm bored?  I get wordy when I'm bored. And I drone on, and on, and on...

Meet Ichi.  Our second suicidal Japanese fighting....Betta.










The first one... George... Managed to jump out of the tank.  My bad. I had it filled too high, and didn't have the lid on all the way... WHO KNEW?!?!  He was still alive when I dumped him back in the tank, but I guess he was out too long by the time we noticed.  (Those suckers dry out *fast*!)

I must've noticed Ichi right away, because he's still kicking a week later.  I still have no idea how he managed to swim fast enough to go through the plastic seaweed, and through the tiny gap in the lid, but, well, there it is.
Here he's in his new amusement par... ummm... tank.  It has a filter, and bubbler with lights.  he swims to the bottom of the tank, stays there by furiously spinning his fins, then lets himself drift into the bubbles and rides them to the top.  Pretty funny to watch, but I always thought he must be bored just swimming around in a tank with nothing but bits of plastic to amuse himself with.

That's my problem! I think I need to go search the internet for a giant bubbler!  Or I could, y'know, go to bed.

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Here we go again.

The life of a crafter does not lend itself to too many other pursuits. Add that to responsibilities, and things like needing to shower, and eat once in a while, and sleep... sleeping's good...  I tend to forget that I started this blog.

Working on gifts for everyone again, and realizing that I might actually make it is a pretty cool feeling.   So, since I will continue to be a blog slacker, I figure you deserve a bit of my own personal retail hell...
After I found my scraps of paper and receipts last time, I instantly lost them again, and ... well ... They've been in the notebook I keep next to my computer this whole time.

Duh.

We could start with the very pleasant girl who chatted with me the whole time she was making her med. sized coffee.... With 15 (I counted, because she did each one individually!) Splenda packets, then hit in 4 flavor shots in ex. large cup concentrations, (in other words, 1 would go in an ex-lg coffee cup, to flavor that much coffee.) took a sip, claimed the coffee was disgusting and tossed it in the garbage without paying for it.

Or a mildly funny.,.
We kept the gas station at about 70 degrees all year long.  On one particularly hot summer day, I could see folks walking toward the door, all sweaty and pissy, walk through the door and have this look of wonder cross their faces, and then smile and sigh. Every. Single. One.

And to finish it off, a jaw dropper...
A customer comes up the the U-scan... puts everything through until she gets to her bananas.  She's staring at the screen, and is completely ignoring my calls to her to see if she needed help.  She finally turns to me and asks, "Is this a fruit or a vegetable?"
No. Kidding.

Well, off to finish up a row! ( :

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It's scary how my mind works...

 Let me start by saying, I'm not much of a "chick flick" watcher. I love "Fried Green Tomatoes", and that is one of maybe 3 movies of that genre I'll watch.  My collection includes more action/ comedies, sci-fi and superhero movies than anything else.  My TV tastes flow to mysteries, geekiness, and sci-fi.
Why do I bring this up?

For days I've had the song the girls sing in "A League of Their Own" stuck in my head, and today I decided to sit down and try to figure out why, considering I haven't seen the movie, or a commercial for it, in ages.  I don't like baseball, or dramas, or chick-flicks, but I love the cast, and I think the movie rocks.

AH-HA!

On my way home from a clients house, I pass a road called Stillwell... Stillwell Angel... "A League of Their Own"!
  So now random scenes of the movie flash through my head, and the League founder pops into my mind eye view... Ooh! NOW I know why that guy on "Alphas" looks so familiar!

 *sigh*

Randomness, people, randomness.

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This is what I have been up to

Pumpkin picking with all the boys

Taking random road trips to see the foliage

Braving crowds of people to go to the Apple Festival, and I only freaked out twice!

Being awed by the critters in my own back yard

Baking  with what few apples are around

And adopting Ichi.  The pic doesn't do him justice, he's terribly pretty.

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Belief

I love this picture, it encompasses all the Elements... Earth, Air, Fire (sunlight), Water, and Love.

I'm not someone that is often vocal about my religious beliefs, I believe they are more personal than your sex life, (because, be honest, you enjoy bragging or complaining about that! lol)  

But this election season has brought up a major issue for me.  And that is mixing religion and government.  No matter what your personal beliefs are, what right do you have to tell me what I do is wrong because it doesn't mesh with your religious beliefs? I'm trying to keep this very general, because I know lots of people have lots of opinions, and beliefs on this score..

Let's be honest here, it's my blog, so I can say what I want, right? And hopefully we can agree to disagree, so I'm going to get specific on a point here.

Politicians want to legislate female reproductive care.  I've been having a friendly, spirited debate with an old high school friend on this point, because he believes that my body isn't mine, it's Gods' and I don't have the right to do with it as I please.  A point I have yet to make with him is "If  it's Gods', what right does the government have to say what happens to it?"  But the point I made was how come I should have to bear the consequences of what happens to it?  He believes if I'm raped, it isn't the "childs" fault, my point was, it's not a child.  Until it can survive on its' own, the thing growing in me is a parasitical mass, and as such should be subject to the whims of the host.  He thinks nothing of the fact that the government can say what I can legally do with the body I have, but that if the government suddenly mandated vasectomies, (therefore rendering any abortion other than one that threatens the mothers life completely unnecessary) it would be like withholding gas for cars.  Sure we wouldn't have vehicular manslaughter anymore, but how would we get along? How would we procreate and bring about new generations?  Ummm, vasectomies are reversible, therefore you could petition to get your right to get your wife pregnant.
Isn't this the flip side of his argument?

This is my favorite saying lately...
  

Let's face this truth, choosing the care I receive for my body, is my *right*!

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Bonus post!

Since I've been SUCH a slacker lately.  ( :

MEAT LOAF!

Tomorrow morning I am going down town to wait in line for tickets, and for the first time I get to see a favorite artist in a non-alcoholic setting.
(Update, I went, butt crack of dawn early [for me] and no one else showed until 20 after 9 for a 10 o'clock box office opening!)

  No, I like liquor, really... But I hate having to compete with drunken as5holes at a concert.  I came to see the artist, not you puking, or bashing into me, or standing in front of me, bobbing and weaving with your arms in the air... I am 4'11", and I dislike, greatly, getting trampled!

I have been to 3 rock concerts in my life... pathetic, I know. I've been to others, but those were certainly not the rowdy crowd type shows. ( :

  I went to 2 Cheap Trick concerts, the first one I almost killed the drunk in front of me by bashing his head in with my 15lb purse, when he gave me the finger for politely asking him to sit down so I could see the show.  Sadly, I was restrained by my husband, and 2 highly amused girls behind us.

The second time was in a smaller venue, and the crowd was so loud I could barely hear the band over them, even though I was directly in front of the stage.  I mean, Robin Zander sweated on me!  That time I was lucky enough to get in a little of my own when some pimp muscled me out of the way so his *ahem* "girlfriends" could get my spot... He ended up on his butt from a well placed foot behind him, and the *ahem*, "lady" lost many hairs when she whipped me in the face with her ponytail.
Please, don't mess with short chicks, we get mean.

Last year when we went to see Mr. Loaf, people couldn't remember that they had seats, and would rush up to the front, effectively blocking my sight considering the awesome 3rd row seats we had.

This theater sells wine, and craft beer.  Not exactly Budwiser and chips. YaY!

30 days... COUNTDOWN!

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A little lost

Eeek! Almost 2 months!  My brain's been a little lost lately... I think I might have caught it from my clients.  Dealing with clients that have senile dementia is... not as difficult as dealing with people without it. Surprisingly.

Honestly, my one client has about 4 stories she tells incessantly.  But hey, the details change from telling to telling, so it's perfectly okay.  She's so easy to deal with, she's such a pip!  She was a "Pilot Farmer" with her husband.  Married at 16 until 6 years ago when he died.  I've seen pictures from when they got married, and their 65th wedding anniversary.  We sit and watch tv, and talk about our hobbies, (well, I crochet and she tells me *again* about the sports she played so she never got to learn how to do any crafting. )

The one that has caused me to lose focus though is, thankfully, no longer my problem.  She was adamant that she didn't need anyone around, even though she would frequently leave the house and forget her keys, or even forget to close the door before going to bed!  She'd wander off in any weather, and sometimes forget the way home.  But the thing that bothered me most about her is her constant need to be occupied!  The boys didn't need that much entertaining as toddlers!  I understand in a way, she was always active, and now she's got nowhere to be active.  But for heavens sake, READ A BOOK!  okokokokokokok, I know, she can't.  She'd forget 5 minutes after reading, what she read.  *sigh* Like I said, no longer my problem.  *relieved sigh!*  But I got some great pictures out of the deal!

I've also bought a new car! Ok, not *new* but new to me!  An '03 Jeep Wrangler.
Wait, WHAT?!
Yes, I went from a comfortable little Hyundai, to a big(ish) hulking(like) Jeep that bounces around even when it's standing still.  I've wanted one since I was a teenager and was allowed to drive my dads'.  It even kinda looks like his did.

Well, I think that *might* be long enough. ( :
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Endings

What a crazy month.  Last weekend we held the memorial for my father, and just before, on that Tuesday, we lost *his* father.  Sadly, I couldn't make it down in time for his funeral.  Happily, my fathers memorial was all I could have asked for.  We got to see family we don't often get to see anymore, and old neighbors, and I met my stepmother for the first time.  Old family friends came, and lots of smiles, and remembrances flew around the beach.













My sister and I waded out into the bay, remarking the whole time how we could hear him laughing 'til he fell over, (because he knows how much I just *adore* being in any natural body of water!).  Yes that's a bottle of beer in my hand.. A long-neck Schmidts, just like he drank when we were young.  Went right in with him.

Maybe now, my days can fall into some sort of regularity, but I doubt it.  #1 starts college in a couple weeks, and #2 starts school again shortly thereafter.  There will be schedule arranging, and shuffling, and homework and projects, and....... Oooh, I'm tired.

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Employed

Yes, I have re-entered the work force.  I'd like to say that I enjoy it, and have finally found what I have been looking for all these years.  Not so much, but, it's gotta be better than retail... Right?
I care for elderly patients, and out of my 3, 2 have senile dementia/ Alzheimers.  This is a trial.  It's not that I mind listening to the same stories 100 times in a row, because I actually find it amusing.  It's that they don't understand why I'm there, and they resent it.  And this happens in a circle... Every. Five. Minutes.  We'll be sitting there chatting away, hearing about little Suzies 4th grade project for the 5th time in half an hour, and suddenly, I'm being cussed and yelled at that I need to get out. Now!

I think, that this time, I might not be throwing down roots.  I'll keep trying for that civil service type position instead.  I have come to the conclusion that I don't mind making people that come into my sphere happy, but doing so repeatedly is too taxing on my limited stores of patience.  It's bad enough that these poor people have me invading their homes, but I *feel* like an invader.

  So far, in one case, there is already someone there most of the time, and I feel she's wasting her money having us there for so long, and so often, and in the other case, well, I'm sorry, I think she needs to be in a home.  She needs more supervision, and someone with more authority than we have, to help her, and I honestly fear for her safety when we aren't around.  I have yet to meet #3, that happens later this week.  Wish me luck!

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Omigosh!

Okay fine.  Blogger wants to give me issues now that I have a spare moment to update. Whatever Google Gods!

Isn't it adorable?!

It's been interesting this year. For the first time, we're worried about drought. But the animals looking for water have ranged farther, and that's our gain!

A little later, it hopped over to the middle of the yard, and flopped down on its side!

This is our multicolored bunny, not that you can tell, the lighting was harsh!  I guess he feels pretty secure in our yard, because he took a good 10 minute rest, laying on his side, right out in the middle of the yard!

Baby blanket # 6

Yet another friend having a baby girl. *sigh*  I love the ripple for baby blankets, it's unusual.

I finally got a pic of it's face!

And Mr. Groundhog has made his appearance several times, but this was the first shot I got that wasn't his butt disappearing into the bushes.

The one pic I can't find, is the new project I'm working on.  Barefoot Sandals, they're going like hotcakes!  I already have 4 orders for them!

And although I kept losing them, I found my notes again from my retail life, which is now behind me!  I am now employed as a Home health Aide, to the elderly.  Yaaaayyyy! *Kermit flail*  Now I'll get *paid* to chat with my old folks, and to sit and play with yarn with any that do.  Wish me luck!

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Pooped.

It's been a crazy month here!  I think this is the first time in several years that I've been home to join the Memorial Day BBQ we always host... Wow! Hot food, and moms' potato salad before it's all gone! (:

My dads' favorite cake on Memorial Day, the first one that's had any  personal meaning for us.
We've been busy running around,  sometimes only stopping at home to throw things down before heading back out the door.  This is what happens when you unpack a box full of personal effects, then run out to do yard work.

Beached whale!

#1 receiving a commendation for his activities all through H.S., and Jr. H.S.

 SHELDON! I made this as part of #1's graduation gift, for those in the know, it was dpn, with sport weight yarn, so... REALLY small!

My most ambitious project to date       

My #1 after receiving his diploma 

And now #2 is on a trip, soooo, 5 whole minutes to breathe!  

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Big changes

And yet the little things stay the same.

This past year has been...  Interesting.  To say the least.  Being unemployed is not the hardship for me, that it is for some, I live simply and U.I. covers me pretty well, it's just the lack of savings that sets me on edge.  I tried to get into the field I wanted for years, but was too complacent to try for, and when I got no nibbles, I decided to try for my second choice, because I have more of a chance of getting into it.  And this is where things started tipping.

I started getting things like requests for meetings with college people, #1's graduation gown, plans for graduation dinners, and celebrations, and ceremonies, and it finally hit me that this is it.  My first born is going to be viewed as a man in the eyes of the rest of the world.  Why does he still look like a 10 year old to me?

My cat, the only one in the house that will let me baby her, *HAD* to go and get her breathing checked out, and we still don't know what is wrong...  And pick her up from the vet, only to get the news that my father died.
  Don't Panic.

 My dad and I weren't very close.  Don't get me wrong, he's my daddy, and I love him.  But we did much better living several hundred miles apart than we did living in the same house.  We had the same temperament, and opposite views on almost everything.

It was the little things... Only one month from now, he could've seen his first grandchild graduate from High School, and get good pictures, (unlike the ones of mine, where I hid, or stuck my tongue out),  I never finished scanning those pics for him, instead, doing things that had "due by" dates, never realizing there might be a "due by" date on sending out those pictures...

But, I promised pictures last time....

He did *not* like me following him!

So cute! Yes people, this *is* my back yard.

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This guy obligingly sat there for 5 minutes while I found my camera

I guess this is why they call it a d. a. haircut... look at that tush!

I swear I'm not slacking!

So, This is what I made for Mothers Day this year... A BBQ set, service for 12. I crocheted the coasters, and trivet, and hot pads, and made the napkins.

 Everything is in Red, White, and Blue, because that's what my mommy likes. (:  It took a while of searching, but she finally has enough for everyone without resorting to mis-matched sets!

  #2 took this pic, just the right angle, and lighting. Amazing isn't it?  

  Lookie! We have a calico bunny living here!  You can't see in this pic, but the backs of his legs are that rust color too.  I love this time of year!  We have wild ducks on our property right now, pics next time...

I had been trying to set up an Etsy shop, but their policies aren't what I'm looking for.  So, I set up a fb page called

 'scuse me Dear

Look it up, (PLEASE???)

I'm still working on things to sell, but plan on a lot of it being made to order stuff.

I've been slacking on a lot of things because I'm trying to finish my graduation gift to #1.  I can't believe my first born is going to be a high school graduate in a few short weeks!  It's freaking me out!  (and what's worse is I think I'm going to have to frog everything I've done on it, and start over....)  

My spring has been filled with wildlife watching, yarning, and some job searching too.  Almost time to tend the garden and brave the creepy crawlers out there too.  *shudder*!

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I was right!

Broken off branch

I knew winter wasn't going to leave us alone.  It was just waiting for the worst moment to strike!  

Another, on top of our garden plot

The lilac bush

We *don't* have weeping anythings!

Just crazy how heavy the snow was!

Nostalgia.

http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&tab=wl
This is where I grew up.  It's quite changed from the days when a 5 year old could go play outside with nothing but mom on the porch.

If you zoom in on Nichols rd, at the corner of Montauk Hyw, You'll see the apartments I grew up in.  Most of us knew each other, visited each other, sat outside and socialized.

I just did an entire page on how it was either our parents, or theirs, that forgot how to teach respect.  I'd have been terrified to send my kids out the way I did when I was a kid.  And that has entirely to do with the fact that somewhere along the way, too many people forgot to teach their kids to respect others, and themselves.

  Thankfully we moved out halfway to the back of beyond, and I feel a bit better.  They have nowhere to go unless they get a ride into town which gives me so much more control over what happens to them.

I wonder, if someone had told my mom, when I was out playing somewhere (in her sight) at 6 or 7 years old, that her grandchildren would never have the kinds of freedom I had at that moment, what she would have said to them.

Share your favorite childhood memory?

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UPDATE;  Apparently the link takes you to your own personal google maps page.  *sigh*  It was supposed to take you to Bayport NY..........

Blog slacker

But I have an excuse!  I've actually been working on things!

A Glade, and bath tissue cover.  I wish the air freshener cover could have looked more alike, but with having to expand, it just wasn't cooperating.

 A lap blanket made of granny squares I made out of the left over yarn from the Christmas doll.
I also have piles of coasters, but I'm having difficulty matching one of the colors for the border, and I don't want to show just some of them.  I've discovered I *love* working with cotton!

I also had a bibliophile moment, and dove head-first into the Eve Duncan series, from beginning to end.  So at least half my time, I have my face in a book.

Aaaaand, the *DRAMA*.  All I can say, is #2 is durned lucky I don't have the contact info for any of my in-laws, because he nearly sent me over the edge this week.  I have never beaten my children, but I was having happy UFC fantasies!  (And there are no words for the depth of hatred I have for all things = televised fighting).  The drama continues, and the crimes keep-a-coming.  

Dear ADHD, 

*SUCKIT*!!!!!!!!!!!!

xoxoxo
 

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Huh.

My Booger baby

#1, 5th birthday

My bi-monthly pity party has arrived.   Every now and then, something triggers it, and all the little things that I've shrugged off since the last one, gang up on me, and I spend a half hour mopey, and weepy.  

These are my rotten, willful, never listen to me, teenagers.  *I WANT MY BABIES BACK!*  Scanning old pictures into the computer from my own childhood and on, for my dad, and I came across these.

 I was so excited because I ordered a new all in one scanner/ printer.  I wanted to print out some of the pictures to send to less tech minded family members, (less than me?!) and my old one, no matter how often I clean it, makes lines on pics, so... It came! and I put it on the table to unpack it, and thought, "Well, that's an odd sound...." only to open it and find that the entire scanning bed was nothing but glass shards.  Now I have to wait for the sender to get it back, credit my account, and order, and wait for delivery of a new one.  *sigh*

I have also discovered that I *hate* looking for, and applying for, a new job.  

Okay, I knew that one.

All that, and the daily aggravations, kids, cleaning, etc...
I've decided a small pity party every other month, is a good way to clean up, and get rid of all that stuff for a while to keep your mood up the rest of the time.  I know that I don't have a lot of problems, and the ones I have pale in comparison to others issues.  

But you feel what you feel, and it's okay to acknowledge it now and then.

Anyone up for a pity party?  The table is large, and misery loves company. (:

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I did it!

I found a new camera for a helluvalot less money than the one I *really* wanted, but it's just as good, and OMG! THE PICS!

My old baby 

This would normally be an evening picture,  No idea what got into them.

The ripple blanket I made for a friend, expecting a girl!

Have you ever seen a cat sleep like this?!

Todays stormy sky... Cloudy, bright sun, and snow. 

I look forward to using this camera a lot more often.  No more blur! 

I'm working on a few things, more coasters, and this skirt too...   http://www.bernat.com/pattern.php?PID=4914

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In like a lion...

We had *rockin'* thunder and lightning here last night!   Can that count as our "In like a lion" and just count the rest of the month as "lamb"?  Really, it's been so mild up here this winter, that I'm still waiting for the shoe to drop. I won't feel safe until June!

 I know it looks like a rock, but that's the back end of a muskrat. (:  It lives under the big stump next to our creek, and he's been out and about a lot the past few weeks.  Does that make it spring?

I've done it again.  I'm such a procrastinator!  I think I may need to simplify my life, but I don't really know where it could be any simpler.  Sometimes I think I may actually be the reason my kids have ADHD, because I think I might have it.... But it isn't genetic from me... I was tested. (:

I know there are things to do, but as soon as I remember it has to be done, I get lost in something else and forget all about the other.  The terribly important things get done, but things like cleaning the bathroom, or vacuuming my bedroom, get lost in the "I can do that in a little bit, let me just do this first." part of the ether.  Or "I need to have this first, before I can do that." and then I forget to get the needed thing for the wanted chore.

And I'm SO bad about pictures... I have a bunch I got off the card, and haven't done anything with, and a bunch back on the card that I haven't uploaded yet, and a bad track record for even finding things to photograph in the first place!  In my defense, I don't really go out unless I have to, and, I need a new camera. Mine is starting to be fuzzy, no matter how I try to focus.  But the one I want is several hundred dollars, and I can't justify paying that for a toy, I just *can't*!  I look at it in the store, and pick it up and play, and then sigh and put it back.

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Why is there a title needed?

Sorry, I'm feeling silly.
With a winter that's felt like spring all season, who could blame me?

Now we are in the throes of winter break.  It's Wednesday, and the whines of "I'm bored" are at full volume.  I have decided to be a bad mommy.  Today, we'll be going to the movies to see the new Ghost Rider movie, in 3D no less, and tomorrow, we are having a movie marathon with all the junk food you could possibly want, and more, including breakfast for dinner. (:
Bad mommy, because there is no real outdoors stuff there, and with weather like this, I should really kick their butts out to run around.

And this is funny... I know it's dark, it was 1 am!

http://youtu.be/2OlVcwlCJ1g

My D-dead D-dasha!

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St. Valentines' Day

As a cross between a hopeless romantic, and man hating, guy basher, I have mixed feelings about this holiday.  It was never one of my favorites, I don't much like the colors red or pink. And I never liked the idea that it's acceptable for us to ignore each other, or take each other for granted, just so long as we make sure to be good little consumerists at V'day, birthdays, and whatever other obligatory "you're my one and only" holiday you choose.

I want a handful of spring wildflowers, nasty, dirty and half in bloom, just because he thought it was pretty.  I want to have him look at me, out of the blue, and say, "You're pretty".  I want him to hold my hand in the store, just because.  I don't need diamonds, and I'm insulted by the commercials that brainwash men into thinking that's the only thing we want.

It's silly, but *this* is one of my top 3 favorite love songs. At this moment, it's #1, but that changes with my mood...

http://youtu.be/h1MeazrV2qk

*This* is what I want the man of my dreams to feel when he thinks of me.  This song makes me think of true love... not the theme to Kay Jewelers.

Sometimes I think you only get one soul mate in a lifetime.  One perfect person for you.  Sometimes I think you might get a choice of a few that come into your life.  Either way, I believe with everything I am, that you need to not compromise.  Never be with Mr. May-be.  Or Could- be, or Will-be.  Because they almost always aren't.

Whatever you do for the holiday, Have a great day!

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Things that have been keeping me away from here

 Isn't it awful, the things we manage to lose ourselves in?

 Someone posted a picture that said, "But, I can't clean, I keep getting lost in all the cool stuff I find!"  And that is so me.  I started cleaning, and got lost in craft ideas, and deciding what should go.

Then there's this;

I hated how all the reusable bags handles are wrong, so with some leftover yarn, I made this! Complete with the little loop in the back.

                                  If I had known how easy ripples were, I'd have started years ago!  This is the beginning of a baby blanket for a friend having a little girl.

 And my secret passion.... Yes, it's Colecovision, yes it still works. (:  And yes, I still rock at Carnival.

 

And my true shame... In my defense, I just set this up to help other friends get the goodies they need, but apparently *that* is how you get sucked in.

http://company.zynga.com/node/4641 

So, how have you been wasting *your* time? (:  As usual,

Thanks for Noticing me!