For you Judy...

Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 10 Confessions about you. At the end, choose 10 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.


1. I am not a natural platnium blonde. As if you couldnt tell from my 2 inches of dark blonde roots peeking through.

2. I think fat people should get special discounts. I am fat so i can say that. I dont care what kind of discounts, just help a sistah out!

3. I hate water. Water sucks.

4. I love soda. I only drink soda. Oh and coffee if it has lots of vanilla flavoring in it.

5. Cow juice is gross. I'm not drinking anything from a titty. I'm not in diapers anymore.

6. I craft therefore I am.

7. I photograph therefore I am.

8. I have a fear of balloons and all things that pop. I will seriously run away crying if you touch me with a balloon. My children cant even have them at their birthday parties. Seriously. its that bad.

9. My house is a disaster. I clean and clean and they destroy, destory. *sigh*

10. I think back hair is sexy.

ONE OF MY HEARTS..

I'm infected.

I have an earworm. It totally sucks because its bore straight to my brain. Its this song.



Someone please turn it off before I have to perform a lobotomy on myself. I like the song but I keep hearing " my my my my boogie shoes" overrrr and overrrrr and overrrrr. Just put on the freaking shoes for cripes sake. Boogie with whoever it is you want to boogie with. Just do it outside of my head and far away.

My kids think I have lost my mind. I'll be deep in thought and look up at them and go "my my my my boogies sho-essssssss".

Theres a cure right? For earworms? I'll try and see if I can rotate the infection with another song that way I can have at least 3 or 4 different strains going.

W.O.W.

This, is my desk. I was coming to sit down today to get to work and took a good hard look around for the first time in weeks. I was kinda shocked at my messiness but not to much because I am by nature a "clutterer". I dont want to say sloppy because thats not what I am. I have a tendency to let things clutter together. I get them out and dont put them away. Or I get them out and plan on using them in the next day or so and I forget about the project and move on to something else within eyesight that I had forgotten was there.

The bottom line is that I need HELP. I have no clue how I concentrate on anything with all of this around me but I do. IF nothing is around me I feel naked and me naked is illegal in 49 of the states. Oh I've organized it. Several times but it just keeps happening over and over. I have 2 lamps on my desk. 1 of them has a blown bulb so I stole a living room lamp and put it on the printer beacuse if it sits to low I dont get enough light to see. YARN. I have YARN everywhere. I work on projects while I'm running batch actions that can take forever with wedding shots.

I just need, something. help? little help here? anyone? One of the first things that needs to go is that GOD awful nascar hood that Spanky put up. My walls are covered in notes, pictures, daily affirmations and other tidbits that i dont want to lose.

Help. Lil help here?

So I have a new look

I changed the colors of the blog. Those frilly little blogosphere backgrounds are NOT me. I'm solids with a bit of accent coloring. I am not frilly. They're the Katie Couric to my Walter Cronkite.


I'll work on a new picture thingy that goes at the top but I cant right now so your stuck with that new title. Its words to live by really. Just breathe. Oh, and try not to step in anything on your way out. I smell dog doodie but I havent found it yet.

I miss blogging...

I do. I miss it. I havent done it lately because I feel like I have pretty much said everything. Although, I feel like something big is coming. I dont know what it is but something is coming. You ever get that feeling? You know something great is about to happen but you have no clue what it is and your totally excited when it does but the getting there to experience it is torture?

Its like your buzzing. Electricity is running through every inch of or your body. Its like being one of those electric fences and you can hear the buzzing and feel the buzzing and if anyone touches you, you'll get shocked. Oh crap wait, thats just static electricity and it happens everytime I get out of the van.

dont mind this post

i'm trying to show pics to someone for something :)

The start of a brand new year.

I didnt make any new years resolutions this year. I'm all about self-esteem and since I am the "self" in the equation, I felt it would be better not to let myself down or put pressure on my "self". All in all, I think its gonna be a good plan. I'm just gonna sit back and be amazed at the things I do everyday because I didnt expect myself to do anything. Every accomplishment like waking up, brushing my teeth and going to the bathroom, will be a reason to celebrate.

I mean seriously, everyone who said they were going to lose weight has probably already cheated. People who said they were gonna spend more time with their family has probably booked themselves solid and I'm sure its not extra weekends with the kids.

Anyhow. We decided to spend the night at Spanky's cousins house for New Years Eve. It was alot of fun. It probably would have been even more fun if I wasnt sick for the umpteenth time this year but I made do with a couple Bacardi's.

We sang, we played Rockband 2. See pic of Spanky and his cousins below. My baby has such a Mick Jagger essence about him doesnt he.


I watched one of Spanky's cousins girlfriends drink herself to puking. "Come do some shots with me Missy" she smiled. "No, thats okay, I dont want to puke." She waved me off and sure enough an hour later, the girl was praying to the porcelain god.This is her below.


I think the highlight of my night was watching Spanky lift his shirt and rub his belly onto his cousin J.R. It was disturbing and intriguing all at the same time.


Then, after ringing in the new year our air mattress went flat and we had to sleep on the hard wood floor. I got some great pictures though.

its all about the memories though right? Yay-memories.
I also have a drinking story of Spanky's Aunts to share with you. Click on the pictures to make them bigger so you can read the words. A and S. I love you. Hey your initials together almost spell "ass" lmao

my shop is up

I have finally launched my Etsy shop. It features my much requested ipod/iphone cozies. They also fit other cell phones as well. I can put my "razr" in there with no problem :)

Right now its just a trial run. I have so much stuff going on right now with editing proofs and stuff that I couldn't stock it chalk full.

So without further ado, here is my shop address. Put a little coziness into your life :)

http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6713505

You think you know someone...This is for "YOU".

And the "you" in my subject line knows who they are.

I guess I am just gullible. I really really liked you. I thought you were the one. I feel taken advantage of and you really had me snowed with your words. My children accepted you and would ask when you were coming back as soon as you walked out of the door. My husband accepted you and he NEVER likes anyone but he called you a friend. We welcomed you as part of the family hoping that one day it would be made official. The ring came and then a baby and we couldn't have been happier.

Its so sad to be used like that. I am a person. I have feelings. You stole hope from me. You stole it and stomped on it right in front of me as if it was nothing. I never said a bad word about you. Not once did blame ever get placed your way.

How foolish am I? So, I am saying goodbye to you which is more than you offered us.

Goodbye.