I love my husband every minute of every day. Even when he is getting on my nerves. But some days, I feel overwhelmed by it. Some days I feel so lucky. Some days I feel like I don't deserve him.
What was it that I texted him the other day... "All that I'm after is a life full of laughter as long as I'm laughing with you" He was a little confused, but I explained it to him. A line from a song that was playing on the radio that made me think of him.
Sometimes I don't think he understands that the best gifts he gives me don't cost a penny. You see I am an artist. Which, by definition, means I am a little crazy. Probably, in my case, it means I am a lot crazy. But he is very patient with me.
When I get in a compulsive mood, I simply must do whatever it is that has demanded my attention. I can't think about anything else. And when other, absolute, needs arise, such as a daily chore, I have a crushing suffocating feeling, until I can get back to my current compulsion.
I paint, though not often anymore.
I draw
I tattoo, again, not as much as I used to.
I sew
I must always be creating something with my hands. Usually it's not a devouring thing. Most times I break away easily to move on to other things throughout the day. But I ALWAYS have something going.
My compulsions are not limited to creating. For example, reading. If I pick up a book, and it's even mildly interesting, I must finish it. It's as if my life depends on it. And if the book happens to be part of a series, the world may very well be shut out for weeks.
At least once a year, my husband becomes a single parent while I read Janet Evanovich. It never takes more than 2 days of reading to come out of the tunnel. But while I am there, He takes on the world. Creates a shield around me so that I am not disturbed.
Then there are the days, when I feel like doing absolutely nothing. He has come home to find me laying in our bed, watching TV... the house in a totally chaotic state. And I am honest with him... I tell him "I just didn't feel like doing anything today." To which he says something like "Your fine babe. Relax and enjoy watching TV."
The best gift my husband gives me is time. Time to do whatever it is that has consumed me.
Some days I feel spoiled.
And did I mention he is hot?
And he loves me... Sometimes I don't know how I got so lucky.
It's random Tuesday again. And lemme tell ya, I got some shit on my mind...
Wanna play too? Go hit up Keely The Un Mom. She is the wonderful host of this chaos.
Why oh why don't Etsy buyers leave feedback? Well most of them don't. Other sellers leave feedback, because they know how important it is. But I have noticed buyers that don't have their own shop, usually don't leave it. Other sellers have the same problem. We never had this problem with eBay.
My kids are making me crazy. I think I am more upset about always having to fuss at them, rather than what I am fussing about. They have been without TV and Video games for more than a month. And still they can't pick up their crap. It's not complicated stuff either... I only ask that they don't leave my house looking like a war zone, by keeping up with what belongs to them. I am tired of not being able to open my front door because there are 8 pairs of little girls shoes sitting there. Why is that so hard to do?
The new "Key Holder" at work pissed me off this weekend. She has been working at Joann's a lot longer than me. Keep in mind that I only work 10-15 hours a week.
So the Sunday morning that we worked together, she was late getting to the store.... and was a half hour late opening the store.... If I had realized what time it was I would have told her. When she was questioned by the regional manager, she blamed the late opening on me. Why??? "Well I have never worked on Sunday before. Missy works weekends, she should have known what time the store opens." She totally threw me under the bus. All while I wasn't there to defend myself. Our store manager, Barb, (Who loves me) was there and stuck up for me, but still...
Barb started to tell me about it, but then bit her lip. She didn't want to finish, because she knew I would be mad. I managed to pry it out of her, and she was right, I was mad.
I'm sorry, it's not my job to open the store. She gets paid to be on top of these things, not me. HELLO there is a sign on the fucking front doors! You pass that sign every time you walk through them.
Um, hey Lydia, you picked the wrong one to stab in the back. Because I don't need this job, I will have no problems making your life miserable. Not that I am worried about it. EVERYONE likes me better. Wonder why that is?
I am officially Twilight obsessed. I am so bummed that I have read and watched all available content. Now I can't wait until June 30th...
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Alright, I am done groaning now. Thanks for letting me vent!
Kat over at 3 Bedroom Bungalow does this Dear So and So thing. I see it as very therapeutic. So this week I am going to join in.
Dear Bus Driver
If you do not stop blowing that whistle at the kids on the bus, you may find yourself choking on it, as a result of me shoving it down your throat. You scare my Itty Bit, whom you force to sit behind you. And she doesn't misbehave on the bus.
Itty Bit's Protective Mommy -Missy
Dear Family Friend,
Please, please, please, get that car registered. I am, quite frankly, tired of Sexy Papa driving you to work everyday. I haven't been able to use our car in 3 months because of your lack of transportation. But you have a car now, register the damn thing already.
Love you like a brother,
Missy
Dear Twilight Teen Freaks,
While this evening should all be in good fun, waiting for our copies of New Moon... Please remember to respect your elders-that would be me-and let me have my copy first. I will have to get up early and deal with my children. I will need to get home in a timely manner and umm... go to bed, yeah, that's it, go to bed.
The Fiend
Missy
Dear Mom,
Please stop showing up at my house unannounced. It really bugs the piss out of me when you do that. And when you wake me up from a nap, don't be frightened by the angry bear who resembles your daughter. You asked for it!
Your loving daughter
Missy
OK that's gonna do it for me today. If you wanna play, head over to Kat's.
I was in no hurry to see the movie. I didn't hear all wonderful things about it. But me being me, you know I would have to see a vampire movie. Like I said, I was in no hurry. So I waited until it came "On Demand" and watched it then.
I had never even heard of the Twilight series before the movie buzz. I was anticipating the newest installment in movie form, but not hanging on the edge of my seat. When the advertisement for the DVD release started running on TV, I decided to check the library to see if they had the second book. Just curious you know.
Well, they did, so I borrowed it. I read it from cover to cover in about 8 hours. It was that good. I love to read and it was an easy book to read. Hummm. I was interested more now that I had read the book. Well the second book anyway. So when I returned it, I got the next book in the series, Eclipse. Again, I made short work of it. When I went to return it, They did not, to my grave disappointment, have the final book. So I drove my happy ass to the store and bought it. I think that I will donate it to the library. Now that I have finished it in record time.
I am going through withdraw. Like a junkie that can't get a hold of any. My only relief will be on Sat. when they release the DVD. What the hell am I going to do with myself until then?
I guess I could just sit here, looking at the poster, drumming my fingers.
Have I ever told you about Venus vs. Mars... The blog? I think I have mentioned that I write over there sometimes. But I don't suppose I have ever told you about the blog itself.
The actuall name is In The Real World Venus vs. Mars or RWVM for short. And it is a little golden gem of a blog in a sea of relatively simple blogs. What I mean is, most blogs are a one person show. Where the author writes about what they want to say. Which is good. I frequent personal blogs and craft blogs. But RWVM is something entirely different.
RWVM is a collaboration of grown ups, 12 women and 7 men, writing about the many aspects of relationships. Our little group is led by Shelle. She is very good at organizing us, and keeping the topic list full.
Everyone is allowed to say their piece. In fact, it's sort of the point to get the 2 different views between men and women. Each week they have topics that are written about from the view of both different sexes. Then there is the He Said She Said segment, for a serious debate.
It's very light hearted, not at all stressful. But the topics are very real and apply to most, if not all, of the relationships out there. Anything you might imagine would affect a long term relationship is talked about over there.
And if it's not.... Well you could always email Shelle, and she would be willing to bring it up for the group. Every week there is a segment called group therapy, where she puts forth a question or scenario posed by a reader and we all give our take.
I find the blog very useful. I can bounce idea's off other grown-ups. And it is very helpful when trying to gain insight into the males prospective. I am often baffled by the things guys do. I find many of my answers over there.
So if you haven't done so already... go check it out.
The Real World Venus vs. Mars
I know, I know... It's been a while. Still, I think the most of us, women especially, will enjoy this one.
For more random-ish fun, visit The Un-Mom.
I had a really crappy weekend. Well not so much crappy, as full. So full that I didn't have time to think about all the things that were going on. BUT... when I got off of work on Sunday night, I came home to a surprise that made the weekend wonderful.
See this bag?
It made the front page of Etsy.
I know that doesn't sound like such a big deal to some. But I compare it, an item your auctioning, making the front page of eBay.
And because of it.. I had sales. Yippee. That made my day.
Itty Bit is so funny. Especially when she not trying to be. Sexy Papa decided to catch her on camera, doing this...
And.. as you can see, the hilarity continued. Well at least I thought it was funny.
I will leave you with some funnies I got in my inbox today:
Mans view of women...
I know I'm not going to understand women.
I'll never understand how you can take boiling hot wax,
pour it onto your upper thigh, rip the hair out by the root,
and still be afraid of a spider.
CREATION
A man said to his wife one day, 'I don't know how you can be
so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time.
'The wife responded, 'Allow me to explain.
God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;
God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!
WHO DOES WHAT
A man and his wife were having an argument about who
should brew the coffee each morning.
The wife said, 'You should do it because you get up first,
and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee.
The husband said, 'You are in charge of cooking around here and
you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee.'
Wife replies, 'No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee.'
Husband replies, 'I can't believe that, show me.'
So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed says
'HEBREWS'
That's all for today folks. Have a good one!
The cool air lingers less and less. The tulips are starting to peak out, as if checking to make sure the snow is gone. The green is coming. And the sunshine.
It was 70 degrees here yesterday. The windows were wide open. Even if there wasn't much of a breeze, they were still open... all.day.long!
Finally. It's been a rough winter. Not only here, but everywhere. We had more snow this year than in the last 10 years combined. Did I ever mention how much I hate snow?
I need the spring. I need the sunshine, and longer days. Winter is miserable. I am one of those people... the light makes me happy. I don't know how it works, I just know it does.
I was inspired yesterday. I have been locked in the studio for weeks. Trying to make myself feel better. Trying to relieve my troubled heart with creation. Yesterday, I made my way out to the living room to sit next to the open window. And I felt better.
I have a whole pile of stuff to photograph and list. Which I don't much care for. I would rather just create. But alas, I have to get rid of some of this stuff, and replace some of the money in the "fabric fund".
I'll let ya know how it goes. Time to wake the babies.
Let me begin by saying: I am in no way being compensated for this blog post, or any other up to this point. Rather I just wanted to tell you about a good company. Often blogs can be used as a marketing tool, for good and bad. Lets face it, when a company does something wrong, you can find it in blogland. But how often do you read about a good thing, when the blogger is not being paid.
So.... When hubby and I were first married, my Mom bought us a nice Revere Ware pan. 12" non-stick skillet with a lid. I love this pan, because it's so huge. I was so very bummed when my dip-shit SIL scratched it, while washing dishes in a drug induced stupor. But I still loved it.
A couple of weeks ago, the handle to the lid came off. I always thought Revere Ware was a good name in pans. I tried to put it back on, but the threads were stripped.
I took a couple of days to mull it over. Wondering what I could do to reattach the handle. Then I thought, "Well I am a mouthy broad. I'll just email Revere Ware, and see what they say." So I did.
I was nice about it through. I explained that it was my favorite pan, but that the lid was broken. And then I asked them what I should do about it.
3 days later I got a reply:
We are sorry about this. Under the circumstances, we are sending a replacement. Please discontinue using the lid and throw it away once the replacement arrives.
A couple of days after that, Fed-X knocked on my door and delivered a new pan lid. AWESOME!
Now this is not the first time I have contacted a company about a faulty product. I often get a refund or replacement. I am all about taking a product back to the store if it doesn't do what it promises. But I think it's easy to forget that companies want to please their customers. We paid good money for said product, we should get what we paid for. When something goes wrong, there is no harm in asking the company to make it right.
As for me, Thanks Revere Ware, I promise to keep loving your pan!
