Monday, November 30, 2009

Manana Manana

This is it, folks! Day 30 of NaBloPoMo! My daily web logging has been a success, but I welcome December. I welcome it with sparkling grape juice in clinky glasses.

Cheers, December. Thank you for showing up right on time.

I was starting to worry, what with all this black hole-time/planet sucking talk. I know. My technical terminology is shocking. Stay in school, people. Stay in school.

Anyhow! From this point on, when I remember (at 11:59PM) that I haven't posted, I'm just going to bed! Manana Manana...maybe. If we don't get sucked into a man-made black hole, and time ceases to be.

If we do get sucked into a man-made black hole, and time ceases to be, I just hope I'm not suspended staring at my wee blinking cursor, taunting me, throughout my perpetual blog block.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Quirky/Slightly Psychotic Life

My little moleskine notebook has been getting all kinds of love, as of late. Ever since Ari let me in on the whole...

Miniature Magic Marker Gloriousness *cue angelic singing*
...I've been spending a lot of time revisiting old doodles. Coloring is really therapeutic. Plus it just brings simple little drawings to life. Quirky/slightly psychotic life, but life just the same. See?
And if I expect to be alive tomorrow, I better get some sleep. I have a long day ahead of me. Work, dinner with the husband person, the lovely Ari, and a couple non-blogging folk, followed by a girls' night full of Muppet's Christmas Carol and crafting.

Don't judge us. We're happy.

Sweet dreams, jelly beans.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Confectionary Cuties

Someone once said, "Pics or it didn't happen." A wise, but distrusting, soul, I think. :P (Man, I use a lot of commas! I mean, is that even right?) So, I posted here about making cupcakes, and a gingerbread man, during this Thanksgiving holiday. The cupcakes happened, but Mr. G. Buttons is still in the making. I'll post a pic of him later.

The Proof
That's just one batch of the three I made. Maybe someday I'll branch out, and try something besides wee flowers, but they're just so cute! :P And yummy. Thankfully, by the time I'm finished making different consistencies/colors of icing (this involves licking fingers) I might manage to eat one confectionary cutie.

What did you make for Thanksgiving?

Friday, November 27, 2009

NaBlahPoMo

This whole National Blog Posting Month is getting to me. Apparently, I don't enjoy the posting everyday thing as much as I thought I would. I love that I've been posting more regularly. I love to write/communicate. LOVE. IT. It's just that...I realize I'm breaking my neck to post every single day, and it's becoming a huge pain in my hiney.

I also realize that I've been getting a little miffed with the ol' blog for upsetting my drawing/doodling schedule. I like to draw everyday, and most of the time right before bed. When have I been posting? Right before bed. >_<

I've been neglecting my drawing in order to write, and I think that's what's throwing me off. So, rather than just blathering when I've really nothing to say, I've decided that it's okay to post some of my drawings every once in a while.

Here's one I've been working on for a while now. It's not finished or colored in all the way yet, but you get the idea. I draw it everywhere, so I'm pretty sure it's going to work itself into a children's book someday...
Maybe a little odd/slightly creepy, but that's how I usually roll. I'm thinking the book will be something about what we can create with imagination. Everyone's thoughts and ideas being important. A person's a person, no matter how small kind of thing.

*Please don't steal my drawings/ideas. They're mine, and I'll hunt you down. Not that any of my readers would, but lurkers I'm not so sure about. No stealy. You hear me?

Thursday, November 26, 2009

No Birdies Were Harmed During The Enjoyment of This Holiday

Thanksgiving lunch, at my sister-in-law's, and Thanksgiving dinner, at my mom's, were both incredibly cozy. I may or may not have been less than attentive company, as I was on the verge of passing out the entire time.

May I add that my narcoleptic state had nothing whatsoever to do with tryptophan? I'm a vegematarian. ^_^ Personally, I think my ovaries are to blame. Being overly emotional/hormonally imbalanced, along with being well fed, really wears a chick out!

Consuming copious amounts of both mac and cheese and garlic mashed potatoes, followed by cuddling on sis-in-law's couch with your teensy canine niece (Chica Boo), is also a sure fire way to find yourself nodding off after lunch.

Consuming copious amounts of both baby portabella stuffing and yummy garlic green beans, followed by curling up in a ginormous chair and a half, with a big warm blanket, is another sure fire way to find yourself sleeping with your mouth open after dinner.

When I was little, my mom taught me to say grace like this:

Thank you for the food we eat. Thank you for the world so sweet. Thank you for the birds that sing. Thank you, God, for everything. Amen.

That simple little prayer never seems more appropriate than at Thanksgiving. I'm so blessed to have family to spend time with, food to eat, and a safe, cozy place to take a nap.

God bless and keep you all. Mwah!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

I Think Beyonce Should Have Gotten This Award

The always lovely, Ari gave me a happy little award today, which is just sweet as pie. It's also helpful, as I am too sleepy to think of anything earth shattering to blog about, or even an interesting interpretation of my day.Alright, here's the deal.
- List ten of your happy things.
- Make at least one of them happen today.
- Tag 10 bloggers that brighten you day.
- Link back to the person that tagged you.

Happies I've Indulged In Today
1. Hugging my oh so cuddly kitty, Kimchi
2. Decorating baked goods
3. Unashamedly rocking out to good music
4. Getting my Paste magazine in the mail
5. Cranking up the heat in my Jeep, so I can ride with the windows down in cold weather
6. Making plans that keep everyone happy
7. Sipping raspberry lemonade
8. Hanging out with friends that qualify as family
9. Being blessed with so much, when I've done nothing to deserve it
10. Cozying up next to my husband and kitty in our nice, warm bed

10 Day Brightening Bloggers
Matt (doesn't do awards, but he still makes me smile)

Happy Almost Thanksgiving, folks!

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Not My Gumdrop Buttons!

I know a sexy librarian. We went to high school together, and are now pretty much inseparable. Anyhow, the public library my sexy librarian friend works for performs puppet shows for munchkins. This Christmas they need a ginger bread man puppet, and I'm the lucky gal that gets to make it!
Okay, so I'm abnormally excited about getting to do this. They want to pay me, but I'm not about to let them. I just think it's awesome to be able to help out a nonprofit that serves youth and families. I mean, that's exactly the type of agency I work for.

I'm off work tomorrow, and will be spending my morning/afternoon visiting friends and making a ginger bread man (complete with gumdrop buttons) and cupcakes. Tomorrow evening will be spent visiting that attractive bibliophile, and decorating cupcakes. It's going to be a good day, bloggers.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Confessions

Every now and again, it just feels good to get some things off your chest, so your heart can beat freely. They might not look like much to someone else, but these things plague me.

-I tell people what they want to hear, because I feel responsible for their happiness.

-When my Dad wasn't around, all I wanted was for him to be in my life.

-Now that my Dad is in my life, I hate when he calls drunk. It hurts so much to know how depressed he is, but I can't fix him. I can't.

-I don't want to have children. Ever. I really don't think I'm going to change my mind, and I hate how people make me feel like there's something wrong with me because of that.

-My husband used to say he never wanted kids, but every now and again he talks like he's changed his mind. I'm afraid he'll be disappointed if I don't change my mind.

-I catch people at work and church glancing at my black finger nails. It kind of makes me feel like a rebel, and I think that's ridiculous.

-I hate that I feel attached to my maiden name. I double barreled mainly because I couldn't bear to let my father's name go, though I tell people it's for other reasons.

-I have never once really felt pretty. Ever.

Inspired by the oh, so lovely Jamie. Thanks, lady. I feel better now.


Sunday, November 22, 2009

I Want A Tele

Have I mentioned my guitar before? I don't know if I have. My memory, for those of you who may not know, is not exactly the most functional thing in the world. It's a bit temperamental.

Anyhow, my guitar. I have a pretty little Fender Stratocaster that I begged my mother for when I was 16 or 17. It came with a wimpy 10 watt amp, and an El Cheapo gig bag, but I was in love.

Mom caved, like the wonderful woman she is, and I practiced religiously for about 3 months. I watched my educational guitar videos, tried to teach myself chords, plucked out a few Beatles & Nirvana songs and shortly fizzled out, discouraged and defeated.

Last year my husband person decided that he wanted to play guitar, and started practicing on mine. He wanted an acoustic, but my electric would have to do. Now, I don't know if it's because he kept knocking it in comparison to an acoustic, or if I was being competitive little ol' me, but I became re-inspired, and insisted that he teach me everything he was learning. I chopped off my nails, painted 'em black (to match my guitar :P) and started relearning the basics.

I'm not so hot (yet), but I have a good ear and I'm getting way better. I can pick out just about anything, if no one threatens to kill me during practice. :P Right now, I know A, Am, C, D, E, Em, F and can play a number of songs. My favorites at the moment are Cash's "Walk The Line" and Collective Soul's "December". None too impressive, but I love it.

Now that I know I'm sticking with it, and am getting better, I really want a telecaster. A Fender Rosewood, just like George Harrison's (I had a crush on George when I was little). It has less pick ups, and a different feel about it. Plus, it's just beautiful. See?
What about you? Play any instruments? Ever wanted to?

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Finger Lickin'

I've spent the evening with some of my favorite people, making glorious little sugary bits o' goodness. That's right. Cupcakes.

Soul Mate's little sister is now married and has a home of her own, so we're throwing her a house warming party tomorrow. Sounds like an excuse to make baked goods, no?

Just look at 'em!
Don't you just want to eat them up?
These are just pics of the ones I did, but the rest of them were equally as funtastic.
And that is my best rose. EVER. Wilton would be proud.

I've got two more batches to make before Thanksgiving, and I'm pretty sure all this decorating is going to put me into a sugar coma.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Warm Fuzzies

I'm sitting on my futon with a warm, fuzzy kitty on my left, and my warm, fuzzy husband on my right. We're being serenaded by a lovely British man wearing mismatched socks. His lovely wife, who just so happens to be my best friend and soul mate, pointed that out.

They're visiting from Michigan for Thanksgiving, and they're staying the night with us tonight. Yay!

Everything is warm and cozy, and smells like my hazelnut cream candle. It's sabbath, and I'm going to sleep SO WELL tonight.

Thanks to New Moon, I only got about 3 hours of sleep last night. I was afraid it wouldn't be (worth it), because I didn't really like the first movie so much. It was a lot corny. Thankfully, I was worried for nothing. This movie was waaaaaaay better. New director = can't wait for the next two movies.

Sweet dreams, jelly beans!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Hodgepodge Gypsy Family

We all know the American Family is, shall we say, a many splendored thing. Most have suffered divorce, and are riddled with steps and half people-a term I've always had an issue with. I can remember arguing that my sister was indeed a WHOLE person. I was like five.

Anyhow, the husband person and I are no exceptions to the whacked American Family Rule. Having grown up states apart, it always amazes me how much we have in common, how similar our family situations are.

To name a few: both sets of parents have been in a number of relationships, divorced at least once. My mother, three times. He and I both have (half) sisters, that are nine years older than us, and we share an aversion to alcohol, due to one or more alcoholic parent.

Now, there's more! Todd (that's the husband person) has always known that he had an estranged older (half) sister, on his Dad's side. She goes by Kay, and has jack to do with their father, for reasons unknown to us. She's never met or spoken to Todd...until now. ^_^

Todd got curious, found her on Ze Book O' Face, and now they're talking! They both look a lot like their Dad, and I simply adore family resemblances. Makes me tear up because I'm a sap. *Sniff*

So...we're going to meet for dinner sometime in the near future, and I am stoked. This means I get another nephew, and I am an excellent Aunt! Humble and excellent.

Oh! I almost forgot to tell you how that's more that we have in common.

Well, I am my father's "only legitimate child", as my mother liked to say to me at the ripe old age of six. (I think she just said things like that so I would go to elementary school and repeat it. Well, probably not, but I did.) So, I also knew I had brothers/sisters out there somewhere. Only thing was, I couldn't have cared less. For eight years, my Dad wasn't even around. What did I care about his spawn?

In a recent conversation with my sweet, mess of a father, I discovered I've got a younger brother...with a name. Austin, a name I've always loved. And he looks a lot like my Dad, which means he looks a lot like me!

Somewhere growing up I must've lost that bitterness towards any kids he may have had something to do with, instead of me. Now? I'm really glad my Dad kept in contact with at least one those "illegitimate children". I hope to at least get a picture and an email address in the near future.

On another note, my high school sweet heart (don't ask questions-I told you I'm hetero.)and I are going to be two little nerds, adding to the plethora of huge nerds, at the 11:59 showing of Twilight: New Moon tonight. I think her husband is coming to make fun of us, but we'll ignore him.

I love the Twilight books, but have my doubts about the movies. However, going with the screwed up American Family theme, I think it works out quite nicely. "Vegetarian" vampires and rogue furry shape shifters would fit into our hodgepodge gypsy family just fine. I doubt anyone would even notice.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Twenty Twenty Twenty-Four Hours To Go I Wanna Be Sedated

I have been so incredibly sleepy lately! It's like I've been drugged. I don't know if it's the weather or what. I'm thinking that has something to do it. When I go to leave work, and it's already dark outside, I am completely drained and can not WAIT to get to bed.

Kind of like this, only less cute.


Normally, I am such a night owl. The sun sets, and I am ready to roll. Anywhere. But all of a sudden, it's different now. The sun sets, and I'm like, "Brush your teeth, dude. Let's go to bed."

Not that I've been sleeping well. I guess that probably has something to do with it, too. I've been falling asleep really early, and then waking up at like midnight, unable to get back to sleep 'til about 3AM. Sucks like a Dyson. Seriously.

P.S. My husband person has to eat a little something with his round of antibiotics every night, and he just came in and said, "I decided to eat a little bowl of cereal." I look, and he has one of those eensy tupperware bowls. Like, the ones you could fit a serving of apple sauce in. Eensy. This is precisely why I married this adorable man. He's ridiculous and wonderful...most of the time.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Ohm Nom Nom

(I found this cutie pie on cuteoverload.com)
I'm starrrrrving and want to stuff my face with some yummy veggies, but we have no food! My refrigerator looks pitiful, and my usually awesome husband is too cozy in his recliner to take me into town to get a 6" veggie sub. :(

It's not looking good, folks. Todd is talking peanut butter and jelly. Blasphemy! PBJ is not dinner material.

If I don't make it through the night, I leave my blog to my dear sweet Kimchi Kitty, as I trust him to keep up with posting regularly.


Monday, November 16, 2009

List Lust XI: Know What I'm Simply Mad About?

Hello Bloggy McBloggersons! For those of you who remember List Lust from waaaaay back when, you'll notice it's pretty much been abandoned. For any new readers (Hear that?! I have a few more faithful few! Squee!), you are about to witness the redemption of one of my deepest obsessive compulsive loves: Lists!

Today's list will pick back up where I left off, and teach you/remind you of a few possibly quirky/unimportant things about me.

List Lust XI: Know What I'm Simply Mad About?

1. Puppies & Puppy Breath (Bull Terriers are my favorite!)
2. Mr. Snuffleupagus & Those Big Soulful Eyes
3. Tall Frosty Glasses of Raspberry Lemonade
4. Almost Every Part Johnny Depp Has Played,
Along With His Sense of Style & Ridiculous Good Looks
5. Kermit, For All The Same Reasons As #4 :P
6. That I Can Get Away With Being Simply Mad About Two Muppets Without Blog Persecution.

7. Tim Burton's Brain (I figured a picture of Burton himself would suffice.)
8. Being Married To My Adorable Husband
9. Gustav Klimt's Artwork (This is my favorite of his pieces-Musique.)
10. God/Love (They're one and the same, in my opinion.)
Guess that's all for now. Better save some for another list. What are you simply mad about?

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Ah, For The Love of Pete


I've been wanting to see Up for a while now, and now I've got it! Muahahhahaha! Ahem. I mean I'm watching it now. Please excuse the evil laughs.
So, 15 minutes into this and I'm already paying for it. Disney movies always make me cry like a baby. Pixar sass teamed up with Disney sentimentality? Sob.

Despite the sniffing, I'm in love with this movie. It's gorgeous. It's all relationship-y (my favorite). Plus, it's got the whole people are people thing going on. You know. Old people are people. Little people are people. Birds/dogs are people.

I just love it!
If you haven't seen it, you should. I am.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Sunset & Sabbath

Sunset is my favorite time of day (I almost drove into a cow pasture getting this shot), and Sabbath is my favorite day of the week.

Sab⋅bath

[sab-uhth] –noun
1. the seventh day of the week, Saturday.
2. the day of rest and religious observance among Jews and some Christians. Ex. 20:8-11

Apparently, I'm "some Christians," because I totally observe Saturday as the day of rest. ^_^

Saturday is my sanity favorite day of the week. I really don't know what I would do without it. My life was seriously chaotic before I started observing a day just for being, studying the things I believe, enjoying nature and all the things God made. 24 hours of peace and sanity.

Six days a week I'm going ninety to nothin', running around in circles, trying to accomplish everything, deciding what needs to be done first and otherwise losing my mind. It's seems like it's never ending, but it isn't. As soon as the sun goes down on Friday, I can relax and just be.

That might be a little confusing to some. I think about days as evening and then morning. The simplest way I know to explain it is that I believe in the biblical explanation of a 24 hour day. In Genesis 1 it explains that in the beginning there was darkness, until God made a differentiation between darkness and light. And it says "the evening and the morning were the first day."

Jews still recognize the biblical evening and morning. Just one more reason people often think I'm Jewish. ^_^ I mention sabbath and it's all over. I'm a Jew. Not that there's anything wrong with Jewish folks, but we have some very different beliefs. I think I've mentioned this in another post. Belief in Jesus being the main one.

Anyhow, the Romans changed the whole evening and morning is a day thing, cause, well, that's what Romans do. They decided that midnight to midnight was a day.

Now, the rest of the week I can deal with this. The rest of the world runs on that schedule, so its not hard, but not on sabbath. Friday night sundown to Saturday night sundown is Saturday/Sabbath, and it's my favorite 24 hour period.

More than you wanted to know, right? :P

Friday, November 13, 2009

To Write Love...


You guys ever heard of To Write Love On Her Arms? Well, if you haven't, check out that site.

I learned about TWLOHA around two years ago, when I was working on a street outreach team for at risk youth. I know. What kid isn't at risk? We had our work cut out for us. 


Anyhow, I ran into a couple of guys with TWLOHA tee shirts, and they were more than happy to tell me all about it.


Basically, it's a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depressions, addiction, self-injury and suicide. TWLOHA exists to encourage, inform, inspire and also to invest directly into treatment and recovery.


Part of the vision behind TWLOHA is the belief that we were all created to love and be loved. We were meant to live life in relationship with other people, to know and be known. We all need to know that our stories are important, and that we're part of a bigger story. We need to know that our lives matter.


I completely believe all those things. In honor of To Write Love On Her Arms, I wrote "love" on my arm. Just one more way to support the cause.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Paying It Forward Etsy Style

Today hasn't been the best. Not the worst, but not the best. I have an incredibly angry tummy, and I'm stuck at home on the couch. I need to clean, but I don't feel like it. I get more nauseated when I'm up and about. Blah.

I did have a pleasant surprise this morning, though. Stuck on the couch, I grabbed my trusty laptop and the remote, flipped the television on to the ever paranoia spawning crime channel, and logged on to check my email.

What do I find? A fellow blogger and etsier, Adrienne, has featured one of my owlies on her blog! Awesomeness.

I haven't sold the first thing in my shop, and, to tell the truth, I've been a little daunted by that.

Making people happy by making them things is an addiction. Painting. Drawing. Crafting. Whatever. It's just a simple thing that I can do that brings so much joy.

Simple is good. Happy is good. But making things? Costs money. So a little shop to help pay for things sounds like a great idea, right?

I thought so, and I'm still really excited about it. I just find myself battling that nagging "no one likes the stuff you make enough to pay for it" feeling.

Ridiculousness, right? I mean, I know the amount someone is willing to pay does not define how much something is worth, but it's just that artist/consumer relationship thing. Aaand I'm insecure.

Imagine my gratitude at finding a complete stranger that is willing to help me promote my little wonky shop. So, I thought I'd pay it forward and feature some other shop owners here on my blog.

So, scroll on down, and feel free to click away! All the items are under $10, and would make wonderful Christmas gifts, don't you think?

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Trial & Error

I got a few requests to see the owlie hat I started on yesterday, so here's a crappy razor pic! It's a nice chocolaty brown corduroy with green fleece and white, black and orange felt appliques. Our mac isn't the best backdrop either, but hey, it's late.

Soooo, it's my first hat. Didn't exactly turn out as I had hoped. You know, to fit on a human head. :( I didn't use enough material, so it's cute, but not even deep enough to be an infant's hat. So sad, but you live and learn.

This failed hat has spawned an even cuter idea, though! An owlie sleep mask! I will be lightly stuffing it with some hypoallergenic polyfill, sewing up the bottom, attaching some elastic and voila! A cozy corduroy owlie eye mask!

I'm very excited about this idea. I can make all kinds of these! I've seen variations of animal hats, but not any sleep masks. I'm sure it's been done before, as I am a firm believer that there's nothing new under the sun, but I haven't seen it, so I feel all original.

What say you? I'm going to try to get some of the eye masks and hats on my Etsy before Christmas. Maybe I'll actually sell something for a change!

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Another Not So Amazing NaBloPoMo Post

I have 25% battery power left on this ol' laptop, so I'm typing against the clock here, people. Why I can't go get the power adapter, I'm not sure. It might have something to do with the fact that I'm already in bed, and too comfortable/lazy to get back up. Might.

So, what to tell you faithful few? I wish I had terribly interesting things to say everyday. Alas, it's just another day in the life of Heather. Pleasant, but not so fantabulous.

I've been trying to figure out what handmade gloriousness I can make everyone for Christmas. If I'm going to make anything, I have got to get to it. Any ideas?

I started sewing a corduroy and felt owlie hat tonight, which I'm thinking might be cute for the munchkins I know. We'll see what I think when I finish it in the morning.

I got sidetracked by the old 1946 western, My Darling Clementine. I'm a huge fan of cowboys and shoot 'em ups. Especially if it's about Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday.

Ooh! Tombstone is my favorite western, and I found out tonight that Todd has never seen it! A blasphemy that I will atone for as soon as possible. I'm moving that on up the Netflix queue.

Tomorrow I hope to achieve a clean house, at least one completed owlie hat and make it on time to my friends' wedding.

We'll see about that, and I hope to have photo documentation for you tomorrow!

Sweet dreams, jelly beans!

Monday, November 9, 2009

Cupcakes = Happiness


(found these gorgeous cupcakes on brooklyncake.com)

I've been racking my brain trying to figure out what to make for Thanksgiving. Cupcakes? Brownies? Cookies? Cake? Something fun, awesome and yummy.

Well, I've decided on cupcakes. They meet my above mentioned requirements, and give me the freedom of doing a number of designs. Plus, they're cupcakes, and cupcakes = happiness. Right?

Since I've got that cake decorating class under my belt now, I figure I can use the basics I've learned to make something similar to the beautimus cupcakes pictured above. I want to go with an autumn theme, but not turkeys or pumpkins. Not that there's anything wrong with turkeys or pumpkins. They just don't make me want to eat cupcakes.

Rich fall colored icings. Some piped leaves. Maybe a mum or two.

That sounds edible to me.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Hello, New Facebook Pic!

About a month ago, the husband person took the best picture of us. Well, maybe not the best, but I just love it. We were having dinner at my Mom's place, and it was just an all around wonderful evening, so I absolutely adore that picture.

Why haven't you seen said picture, you ask? Because I've been battling with iPhoto for about a month now, to no avail! It has simply refused to surrender that photo unto me, and I have been one angry little lady.

I've been patient. I've begged. I've been persistent. I've threatened. I've now called for back up.

And who's the best husband IN THE WORLD? Todd. That's who. ^_^ He put that mean old iPhoto in it's place, and here's my favorite picture!

Now, I realize I could use a little make-up, I look a little cockeyed, and Todd's sexy man hair didn't quite make it into the photo, but don't burst my bubble! I really, really like this picture of us.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

I Think I Just Saw Timothy Leary

Todd and I went to see Men Who Stare At Goats tonight, and it was absolutely hilarious. It is a tad unsettling, because you know some of the craziness depicted is true. One example: testing LSD on soldiers.

The only negative thing I can say about it is it had a good bit of foul language.

It's not getting very good reviews, but I think people are morons. It's got a wonderful cast, and it's just downright funny in that bluntly honest sort of way.

Love it.

Best line ever given by an overly trippy Jeff Bridges: "I think I just saw Timothy Leary..." I almost died laughing.

Go see it.

Friday, November 6, 2009

All Things Yellow

I'm currently on a mission to redeem things that I loathe for no apparent reason. It's all part of my "Save Your Negativity For A Deserving Cause" campaign. I started it yesterday. ^_^ If I can't specify why I hate something, I'm going to make a list of reasons to like it.

Today I shall be redeeming the color Yellow. It's always made me gag a little, but I don't know why.

So, without further adieu...6 reasons (can't think of 10) to like, or things that I like that are the color yellow:

1. Rubber Ducks

2. A lot of baby ducks/chicks

3. Some cheeses

4. Fire

5. Fuzzy Bumbles

6. Butterscotch Candy. Mmm.


That's all I can muster. Oh! Mustard! I don't like mustard, though. What pleasant yellow things can you think of?

Thursday, November 5, 2009

NaBloPoMo Hitch


Sometimes I just take things for granted. I thought there would be free Wifi in my hotel room. WRONG.

Oh, you don't know where I am! I'm on a fun-filled (not being sarcastic) business trip in Orlando. A whole heck of a lot of child care workers, from the South East United States, have gathered here to share and learn how to better serve youth and families. It's really pretty great.

Wifi? $9.95 for 24 hours. I can do this, but not so great. Supervisory Companion and I didn't get in from the airport until late last night, and had training all day today. We didn't even get the luxury of the two hour lunch break. We had a meeting. An awesome meeting, but a meeting.

So...here I am. All paid up for 24 hours, and posting TWO posts tonight. Though, I will post one of them dated as November 4th, because I'm awesome like that. I have not given up on NaBloPoMo! I will prevail! ^_^

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Absence Makes...

*Us. In all our glory. Todd's hair is chopped off now, and he has a full beard, but I like this pic.

...the heart grow fonder, right? Now, when used as one of those pseudo positive/encouraging statements, I pretty much hate that phrase. However, right now? It works.

I've only been away from home one night, and I flippin' miss my husband! I can't even think of anything sassy to say to him when he calls. I'm being sweet as pie, and that's it! Seriously, I'm on the verge of being all mushy here, people.

I adore my husband and all, but I'm just not one of those lovey dovey chicks. More often than not, I'm sarcastic and clumsy-flirty with him. By clumsy flirty, well, that doesn't really need an explanation, does it? I'm am NOT smooth, and I've never really known how to flirt properly, but it works.

I figure my only hope is to get back home before this sticks! :P I hop on a plane tomorrow afternoon, and will be back in good old Alabama before sundown. My adorable huzbun will be waiting at the Birmingham airport for me, and I'm hoping by the time we get home I'll be able to muster some sarcasm.

Wish me luck. And pray! Supervisory Companion is staying here until Saturday, so I have to navigate my way to the airport and fly home alone! Traveling inept and unsarcastic?! I might not make it, people.

P.S. This counts as Nov. 4th's post, so I'm dating it as such. NaBloPoMo!!! ^_^

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Let me introduce you to Julien. Well, a watercolor of him anyway. He's is one of my best friend's munchkins, and a favorite little person of mine. I like to hang out with him, talk to him and paint him. His little sister's not too shabby, either.

Anyhow, this has always been my favorite painting-of all the paintings I've done. It's called "Any Face You Want", and I just love it. I paint kids and animals a lot, but for some reason this one just stands out.

Wait. Have I mentioned why I paint what I paint in another post? I don't remember, so maybe you don't either.

I usually paint portraits of Respect, Resilience and Strength. So, it's not necessarily a painting of a kid, or critter. It's more an abstracted documentation of the respect that life has for life, and the resilience and strength that I believe all creatures possess to overcome the various forms of disrespect that they have or will most likely be subjected to. Just so happens I see these things in young children and animals.

Okay. Back to Ju-Ju. He has the most interesting ideas, and a very different way of thinking than most little guys. He's been through a lot of change that, like most children, was beyond his control, but he just keeps on truckin'. Quirky and awesome as usual. Personally, I think he's a genius. Though, maybe I'm partial because I've known him since he was born.

Normally, I don't know the kids or animals I paint quite as well as I know him. Maybe that's why it's my favorite?

Monday, November 2, 2009

Networking Fiend

This whole NaBloPoMo thing is paying off, and it's only day two. I've already got some of my readers back! I just LOVE you guys! ^_^

My little blog has been lonely for too long, and my little Etsy shop is still lonely, so I've decided to introduce both of them to The Book of Face! Hopefully Mimsy and MadShiny will make some new friends out there. ^_^

Here's hoping bloggy therapy and handmade goodness are contagious!

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Not This Year

It's National Blog Posting Month, folks! You know what that means? A blog post every single day for the month of November. That's what. You in on this?! It's not too late. Go sign up now. Here.

Now, I didn't take part last year, because...well, I had no idea what it was. My dear friend and cohort, Ariana (from The Happy Cactus) was all about it, but I just kept my distance. I wasn't so sure about all that fraternization amongst bloggers, at the time, either. So, even if I'd fully comprehended, I'd have steered clear.

"Not this year!" I say. I am on a mission to get my vast array of readers back, and I'm going to do it one post at a time! You hear me, bloggers? I'm coming to get all *counts on fingers determinedly* 5 of you.