tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32588407895900467682024-03-14T09:44:37.146-04:00I Used To Have A NameCrystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-71013298354943091282009-11-24T19:14:00.005-05:002009-11-24T19:28:53.527-05:00Has it really been 3 months???Yes, apparently it has been 3 months since my last post. Oh well. Life has gotten in the way. <br />My Etsy is going good. Too good at times really and I struggle with whether I should close it up for awhile. It's more like work now then when I first started. I said to myself that if it ever wasn't fun I would stop. It's getting past the point of stressful for more then one reason. I'm still on the fence with this one so I'll stop with that for now. <br /><br />The kids are growing way too fast. Gabriella is now toddling around the house and getting into EVERYTHING! <br />Evan and Izabella are getting perfect grades in school and I am really very thrilled with that. Izabella is to the point where school is like work and there are days she can take it or leave it (more leave it kind of days) but Evan loves it. It's like playtime for him. Kindergarten has a way of seeming like that though. LOL Reality will set in in a year or so. I hope he always enjoys school. :)<br /><br />I have had so many requests lately for photography work but I have to keep turning people down because of the knitting work. Photography is my first love and it's not all too fun to photograph a hat or a cocoon or worse yet, a doll in a cocoon or wearing a hat. It's kind of like paint by numbers for me at this point. The photography of humans is not steady work though and with DH's schedule that kills any plans of me actually making plans. I can't very well go to a photo shoot and bring my 3 children with me and I never know if he's coming or going so....It makes it hard for anyone to actually have a life I guess. (OH! So bitter! Sorry)<br /><br />Moving on....<br /><br />Today was the day I was to put up my Christmas tree but LIFE has gotten in the way so hopefully it can get done by tomorrow. Hopefully. What is so hard about finding the time to put up a freakin tree?????? <br />Ok, I thought blogging may improve my mood. Not working one bit. I better get off now before I continue on and just lose it. :)<br /><br />Hmmm, it appears I need something stronger then blogging tonight.Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-6805767035644989782009-08-15T00:36:00.005-04:002009-08-15T03:13:23.458-04:00Why is it my concern what they do with the money?...And Don't HONK at me!!<em>"It is our routines and our comforts that allow us to ignore social issues. For some of us, it is our privilege to be ignorant. This video tells the story of social issues challenging our privileges and entering our routines making them impossible to ignore. Social injustice cannot be ignored when you are forced to deal with them. That is the idea behind this video.</em><br /><br />What would happen if you were forced to deal with something that you may think has nothing to do with you? If suddenly the world's problems came into your<br />own home? You would have to realize that you are connected to everything and everyone one earth."<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/amwVyRH2B8A&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/amwVyRH2B8A&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Ok, so I'm the type of person who will dig out my last dollar to give to a homeless person. I've done it since I was a kid and I will always do it. The Hubbs is opposite. He "feels bad" for some of them but will say it as he's passing them on the road. <br />There was one homeless man many years ago we helped out. For over a week we brought him food every day until one day he was just gone. He never spoke to us but he did tell me that his name was Dave Alice. That's all I ever got out of him besides a quiet "Thank you" after I brought his food.<br /><br />Anyway, I'm leaving Wal-Mart a few days ago and there is a man there, holding a sign saying whatever. I really don't even read the signs anymore. I know they want money. So I pull over, holding up traffic, to give this man the only cash I had on me (I rarely ever carry cash). I honk at him and everyone else honks at ME. Like I care. If I were any other kind of person I would have rolled down my window and flipped them all off. They are in their air-conditioned vehicles honking at ME and all I'm trying to do is give a man a few dollars. A man, who by the way, was standing outside on one of the most humid days we've had so far. They could all just kiss my booty. I motion to him to open the door so I can give him the money (I couldn't reach it d/t my seat belt being on) and he opened it and I told him this was all I had and he said, "God Bless you" as they all usually do. But then he's gone. This man disappeared so quick I actually thought he jumped in a car behind me. Then I catch a glimpse of him running up to the gas station. Now, everyone always tells me that these guys just want money for drugs or cigs. I really don't care what they use the money for. I'm giving it to them. After it leaves my hands that's it. I would hope they use it for food but if they buy cigarettes or drugs what can I do? I will not judge what they may/may not use the money for. I will admit though that my curiosity got the best of me when I saw him heading towards the gas station with the $4 I gave him. I went on the main road and then turned back into Wal-Mart using the opposite entrance and found him at the gas station. This poor guy was chugging a water and had another in his other hand. I felt HORRIBLE for even checking to see what he did with the money but I feel so much better knowing that I think I'm right when I say it's not my business. This man did not steal my purse, he didn't hold a gun to my head and take the money. I GAVE it to him. If he wants to shoot up with it, buy booze or light it on fire, it's not my business. <br />I also think that people need to stop suggesting what these people may use the money for. If you are the type who does not like to hand out money then fine. Just don't judge them. You have no idea what happened in someone elses life to get them to the point where they are now. Was it drugs? <--that seems to be the major question and cause people use. My answer to that is, so what if it was? That is a choice they made and yes, it may have caused them to be living on the streets and begging for money. Does that mean you can't spare a few dollars to another human d/t his actions or what he became? If you don't want to give money then give food. They can't shoot that up (yet). If you prefer to just drive by then do it. Just don't honk your DAMN horn at me while I'm trying to help someone out. Drive the hell around me as you try not to make eye contact. Whatever. Just be gone and don't make so much noise as your passing....or trying to pass. <br /><br />People were a lot quieter today while I stopped to give a different man money on the corner of Georgetown. Not only that, my kids were with me this time and they dug out their money as well. Evan gave his birthday money that he just got TODAY. So let it be known Honkers, there's another generation right behind you. :o)<br />(The Hubbs was also with us. I would not stop and do this with my kids by myself. I may be generous but I'm not an idiot.)Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-46759602527800952442009-07-11T01:52:00.003-04:002009-07-11T02:00:22.208-04:00Da-Da-Dooda-Doo<em>I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror<br />And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer<br />But my breath fogged up the glass<br />And so I drew a new face and I laughed<br /><br />I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason<br />To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons<br />It's what we aim to do, our name is our virtue</em><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLCDAFCskIA7496cvq31H1qGvvLrgQEXl5f2D-nTM1DTrg7myjSZEepc45z6wtQYHwMEJle8YWkGQShJVeBEOGM2YAslPBN6TmkqQJHdDXqN7G8equLLTbA2ZOQJBmikXDoyQ5tuBsJd4/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLCDAFCskIA7496cvq31H1qGvvLrgQEXl5f2D-nTM1DTrg7myjSZEepc45z6wtQYHwMEJle8YWkGQShJVeBEOGM2YAslPBN6TmkqQJHdDXqN7G8equLLTbA2ZOQJBmikXDoyQ5tuBsJd4/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357078092215024962" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhnvzLEtXaBLCVrPODerdPGDaeDEBMUjhNKt5yCa3p6mm4J7Nt2kC0Osstr5EfXAFiL1ZX-o6YF94ZWMyZvH7yKXWGgm6-nTnYy0AkB2c50pR9JUUVRymiCySd3iJmJUyp2iOLBLPQM10/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhnvzLEtXaBLCVrPODerdPGDaeDEBMUjhNKt5yCa3p6mm4J7Nt2kC0Osstr5EfXAFiL1ZX-o6YF94ZWMyZvH7yKXWGgm6-nTnYy0AkB2c50pR9JUUVRymiCySd3iJmJUyp2iOLBLPQM10/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357078087703634146" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghWZxkmBKn4pRpNGmSyvR0PoWU99AwumIl7SPiJ7wNQwz68WC-y9mDvIwWPHv0ePO41VJ0STW7U0VeSlgBremShZiMlgn5wRSYDhTzYJevzxm5UyPQlVbYyVW2DRQd8gCTF77ebGwdQtg/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghWZxkmBKn4pRpNGmSyvR0PoWU99AwumIl7SPiJ7wNQwz68WC-y9mDvIwWPHv0ePO41VJ0STW7U0VeSlgBremShZiMlgn5wRSYDhTzYJevzxm5UyPQlVbYyVW2DRQd8gCTF77ebGwdQtg/s400/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357078085564823410" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0MMFpQhdGjS85u-kgzS54NFtt_dgPiupkFZzisesSSOhjqW2pqqhQ1tlokn3dPhcwuTdsDLuhIKYvCw8ukMA77VZjGP_cek7VXVSnKwZkaQwBvJC9YHeagNWw1GuMDQLQwJ6KxDtSoz0/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0MMFpQhdGjS85u-kgzS54NFtt_dgPiupkFZzisesSSOhjqW2pqqhQ1tlokn3dPhcwuTdsDLuhIKYvCw8ukMA77VZjGP_cek7VXVSnKwZkaQwBvJC9YHeagNWw1GuMDQLQwJ6KxDtSoz0/s400/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357078079139449778" /></a>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-69786685289196231632009-07-11T01:43:00.002-04:002009-07-11T01:50:34.933-04:00My View From The Ground...We spent most of the morning in the house because it was just too hot outside. Yuck! I spent the morning trying to fill orders and the kids just watched movies and existed. After the running around and errands later in the day (waiting for The Hubbs to get home) I took everyone outside where I was just goofing off with the camera <em>since I can't seem to find the time to do anything serious with it.</em> So as I was laying on the blanket talking to them I decided to start taking some worthless photos. Worthless or not I kind of like how they turned out. I really like the two of just the grass. LOL Cuckoo!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6bQmHNZUjFZ-VwMUVZ8fTapLISmnt977A88v-wV5ExRBUCODJgGUNILT1fpPGc1CtK4FGGOKG2Lffs_HyeonGeWESbdevIu_JyKrksN8FA_rDKOwR-hvwBZ67-FGHvD6nQ4ih7XiMxJA/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6bQmHNZUjFZ-VwMUVZ8fTapLISmnt977A88v-wV5ExRBUCODJgGUNILT1fpPGc1CtK4FGGOKG2Lffs_HyeonGeWESbdevIu_JyKrksN8FA_rDKOwR-hvwBZ67-FGHvD6nQ4ih7XiMxJA/s400/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357074352624656258" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdds40UvpIF8lb_lB_515BiUACmthCRwZTYAKx55IsuzrsdoSxWd0la6HUPfQFNpcN0Fe_OX6eXLDsJdl7Ob2lcr5Ucq0rP-kmYcO6hoGAJvTS3HJl1FrGc61-cAjZ-cASauVQKc0fENg/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdds40UvpIF8lb_lB_515BiUACmthCRwZTYAKx55IsuzrsdoSxWd0la6HUPfQFNpcN0Fe_OX6eXLDsJdl7Ob2lcr5Ucq0rP-kmYcO6hoGAJvTS3HJl1FrGc61-cAjZ-cASauVQKc0fENg/s400/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357074346028191250" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRBO7STc6flkJuKhXWvn9Og7dJ_AmLW5O6XGwy3aNEUkibvb6JL5xuLgmLKcfG2NqLRONga52ytM7FltsU405TTewYiQThMOq3Q5gZ18LNO0qYe3NTwACqPg2s1oEuDgVg5cCA9buQhJ0/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRBO7STc6flkJuKhXWvn9Og7dJ_AmLW5O6XGwy3aNEUkibvb6JL5xuLgmLKcfG2NqLRONga52ytM7FltsU405TTewYiQThMOq3Q5gZ18LNO0qYe3NTwACqPg2s1oEuDgVg5cCA9buQhJ0/s400/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357074345154665378" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkXrj6Ep65wlIkE5CV5UV6dwzRhBNQitoe9rPsmNcakB8zFvJLWqyPaH-I88fhyq18AyZisq_mIBBT5J26A-ugJmsXsGZxD8IkieHOb-E_ddMmvU-jqf9wckQatG6o_9RLeSdIX289fak/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkXrj6Ep65wlIkE5CV5UV6dwzRhBNQitoe9rPsmNcakB8zFvJLWqyPaH-I88fhyq18AyZisq_mIBBT5J26A-ugJmsXsGZxD8IkieHOb-E_ddMmvU-jqf9wckQatG6o_9RLeSdIX289fak/s400/Picture+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357074339023259106" /></a><br /><br />This last one is a picture of my tomatoes before they become tomatoes. I have so many tomatoes now that it's crazy.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq27g-egfkAxa4ssb5dfizrJwrVb62ypZ4xtjxnw1JN4mC2MgYn54zzpSRzbPQR1cSVn0ggKwukvwCVXG8w4PQy6y22WG1yVUXSZQP3ba7NFeBXwv8AuCuX3DQ8aYk9IwdIJKcfD86gao/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq27g-egfkAxa4ssb5dfizrJwrVb62ypZ4xtjxnw1JN4mC2MgYn54zzpSRzbPQR1cSVn0ggKwukvwCVXG8w4PQy6y22WG1yVUXSZQP3ba7NFeBXwv8AuCuX3DQ8aYk9IwdIJKcfD86gao/s400/Picture+055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357074332572050946" /></a>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-57917021655313467782009-07-05T13:30:00.002-04:002009-07-05T13:37:17.369-04:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfNMQ4rydgolRFXnBc1LFFshZSvXdZzfAqDQ3S4bwMLiZsOk_oUiOOs6-ibLK11Yog6X6dyGMQxxGbKCuH-kjuVB758sxCEUc9YImGdo_OYuTc2m9VBSr_wtClbWgum4ScM7f8L9F3eY/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfNMQ4rydgolRFXnBc1LFFshZSvXdZzfAqDQ3S4bwMLiZsOk_oUiOOs6-ibLK11Yog6X6dyGMQxxGbKCuH-kjuVB758sxCEUc9YImGdo_OYuTc2m9VBSr_wtClbWgum4ScM7f8L9F3eY/s400/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355030163014725810" /></a><br /><br />Yesterday I was finally able to pick up the Canon and use it for something other then taking pictures of cocoons and hats! I found time between picking radishes and my cauliflower disappointment to take some shots of the kids. The first few I have edited are of Gabby because I've been wanting to get these for awhile but timing is always off for some reason. She's sleeping or DH isn't home or I'm just not in the mood or whatever. Yesterday she had on her little dress and the stars were all aligned (yes, I'm being dramatic). These are the photos that are done and I really like them so far. I have more to do but DH is leaving again tonight and there are other things that have to be done first. I may get to editing again later tonight after I knock the kids out....I mean they fall asleep. :o)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDyEkuy6CKrK9qRjXIqoFKmAyTOCwv4HHMyKzjWVKbENg-tY1uvNV_UeZAUNnRam6zxhwldH_Fhv_sC6bvewmGvIQe0V_ccXDzlsXu1PChEg_aOz_b5pzcVoy_zN46R7sKkmSee3RRgKA/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDyEkuy6CKrK9qRjXIqoFKmAyTOCwv4HHMyKzjWVKbENg-tY1uvNV_UeZAUNnRam6zxhwldH_Fhv_sC6bvewmGvIQe0V_ccXDzlsXu1PChEg_aOz_b5pzcVoy_zN46R7sKkmSee3RRgKA/s400/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355030163412011634" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRqJb7rIKNhjhnQ_4r4fVPFw0slc1Qa4gI8mRjOv3U3FnW-gDJ5Q80xjmIz4uE5o6Ch933L81GFRrOwTNutb3MTlCxEONCSZOlb9b0YoSIyleqL2dADG9NWRSmvlleyc2Cu4pfAkaV3I/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRqJb7rIKNhjhnQ_4r4fVPFw0slc1Qa4gI8mRjOv3U3FnW-gDJ5Q80xjmIz4uE5o6Ch933L81GFRrOwTNutb3MTlCxEONCSZOlb9b0YoSIyleqL2dADG9NWRSmvlleyc2Cu4pfAkaV3I/s400/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355030155681800210" /></a>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-18256018782769845552009-07-05T10:31:00.003-04:002009-07-05T10:36:23.661-04:00I LOVE this guy! :o)This is the kid who's platoon was under attack (by the Taliban) while he was sleeping and instead of getting dressed he jumped up and decided to just attack back wearing his pink boxers! LOL There is NOTHING wrong with a guy wearing pink boxers. His just happened to say 'I Heart New York'. Kinda funny and very ironic. <br />He was able to make it home for the 4th of July and I'm sure everyone was talking about those pink boxers. <br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/THPbeLf2sP8&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/THPbeLf2sP8&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mDdShTr0pz0&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mDdShTr0pz0&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-436913693875564642009-07-05T00:49:00.000-04:002009-07-05T00:56:37.456-04:00Excuse any typos in that last post. I'm not used to typing with my thumbs.<br /><br />Oh! Had my first harvest from my garden today!<br /><br />Radishes...not very big and some only roots.<br /><br />Onions...BUNCHES!!<br /><br />Broccoli...yum! <br /><br />Cucumbers...were delicious.<br /><br />Cauliflower...I threw it out. It had a purple tint to it (that it didn't have a few days ago) and I found a little green worm/catapiller thing. ,ot having any critters in my yum-yum. (I really need adult convos right?)Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-36347729719697616482009-07-05T00:37:00.000-04:002009-07-05T00:49:37.583-04:00Happy 4th...Or 5th by the time I get this posted. I'm blogging from bed from the blackberry because we just got home and Gabriella is over all the Independence day hoopla. We did what we do every year which is go to families and then walk to the park for the annual fireworks show. As soon as we got there I had to leave because Gabbs was not having it. I didn't blame her because I'm over going up there evey year. I do it for the kids though. <br />So I walk her back to SIL's house where we sit on the porch swing and just wait for it all to end.<br />My problem tonight was that after we got to the park and got situated; a girl sits next to us and lights up a cigarette and puffs away and her nasty smoke is blowing in my face and my children's face. She didn't look old enough to smoke but nothing surprises me any more. How inconsiderate and rude can a person be? This world will never cease to amaze me.<br /><br />I'm out. Going to bed before 3am tonight!Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-55964578104983175522009-07-01T00:04:00.003-04:002009-07-01T00:16:49.034-04:00...She Thinks That Happiness Is A Mat That Sits On Her Doorway....I think I listened to this song every single day in my mid 20's up until early 30's. Before kids I would fall asleep to it. I'd have the cd player on repeat and this song would just play over and over. <br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUVWzvFYk0k&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUVWzvFYk0k&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Another song I love and I miss BNL. I think they do kids songs now. LOL<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4_Edo1hB0Q&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4_Edo1hB0Q&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Here's a sweet picture I got of Gabriella this afternoon. DH was in it but I cloned him out. LOL<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2TAJqvCHCUmJmBhpE9-SxdaN-Q4E45vRgNB5PN9i51x7GDUTxWVuVG570CAFp5AzwYRgHQ8xdU3qF8lc2Tbl7uKxEb45fb8yQ7dtoTn-nz6u6yOl_Sf9ZuTkdiFidV9HsSHGQtdfCpnE/s1600-h/Picture+200.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2TAJqvCHCUmJmBhpE9-SxdaN-Q4E45vRgNB5PN9i51x7GDUTxWVuVG570CAFp5AzwYRgHQ8xdU3qF8lc2Tbl7uKxEb45fb8yQ7dtoTn-nz6u6yOl_Sf9ZuTkdiFidV9HsSHGQtdfCpnE/s400/Picture+200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353340566779659106" /></a>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-45538634768522498412009-06-30T01:59:00.003-04:002009-06-30T02:46:50.753-04:00I Just Can't Believe the NERVE!!!You know, I like to think of myself as a rather calm person. Yes, I post the random angry post once in awhile. That's what I love about blogging. I can slam on they keys..let the thought flow and then after it's down I can continue on with life and smiling and perkiness and all that crap. To anyone who reads this junk you will notice there are a few very angry posts below about someone copying my work. Not just my work but also my EXACT words. So...I blogged about it. I read a nice article sent to me about how copying is the truest form of flattery. I got over it...moved on...exhaled............................................................<br />UNTIL NOW!! You know what? My inner Puerto Rican is so wanting to bust out right now. I feel like David Banner trying to contain the Incredible Hulk. I'm trying to think happy thoughts but it isn't working. The kids are all asleep...Hubby is gone now to New York and all I want to do is stab this crazy lunatic nut-bag with a knitting needle right in her jugular. I know that *I* am the one who sounds like the nut-bag right now but I was just talking to someone in one of the forums and we were yacking about Google search and whether it is or is not helping our stores. There is this whole SEO thing going on that I don't fully understand. As I'm searching I find a cocoon of mine in someone elses store. NO...IT WASN'T MINE! <br />She's done it again. <br />Another cocoon JUST LIKE MINE.<br />I can't say "just like mine" because I do not hold the trademark or rights to anything. I can see copying my work, because in what I do there are only so many styles and blah blah blah but I read her discription and.....Dios Mio...brace yourself...she HAD MY EXACT WORDS!! She's done it yet AGAIN. Are there really people liket this out there? <br />Because of her I've started adding my watermark to my photos because the way she's going she's going to take my photos and use those as well. Do you see why I'm upset? I work very hard to come up with names for the cocoons and hats I make. I come up with cute little sayings to go along with them and sometimes even add a story about how I thought a particular piece up and then some APE comes in and just copies and pastes my words and attaches it to pieces that look VERY SIMILIAR to mine. <br />I have not contacted her yet. I was so very very close to doing that tonight before I decided that I should just blog it out and see if that helps. It doesn't so far. I don't know. I'm just in totally awe of this right now and the nerve and pure laziness of some people. It's almost like she's messing with me. I sell to a very small group of people. She has to know I'll see her stuff. The talentless little wench!<br />Ok enough name calling. I am not 25 anymore. It's just FRUSTERATING!!!!!<br /><br />See, I just had a feeling I'd be in here tonight going off on <em>something</em>. I started with my CCW post and after about a paragraph on that I had to backspace and delete because I was getting all ticked.<br /><br />Now I need to watch a violent movie to get out my frustrations. I've been trying to watch 'Flags of our Fathers' for the last 3 days and so far I still haven't. I'm ready to watch someone's face get blown off (Dang it! Should have bought 'Full Metal Jacket' for that). This movie will probably be all mushy and sad. I like mushy and sad but not right now. I want to see someone's head get blown up just once. :o)<br /><br />So let's chalk this up to, yet another, ballistic post from me. I've had a few lately.<br /><br />And to Ms. Xerox....Beso mi culo perra!<br /><br />And to any newbies to my blog or passersby: I'm not really this angry. I've just been dealing with this "woman" and I can't yell at her about it because I have no legal right to do anything...I won't yell at my husband and my kids...never! So excuse my few crazy posts here lately. Just letting it out so people in real life don't hate me.Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-54639373869469813052009-06-29T22:37:00.002-04:002009-06-29T22:47:17.891-04:00Do You Have Your CCW Because Wah...Wah..Wah...Obama's Gonna...Blah..Blah..Blah...SHUT UP!!....was going to blog....decided the frustration that started was not worth it right now....title says it all....Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-34537508403165324432009-06-29T18:37:00.000-04:002009-06-29T18:42:34.254-04:00Biting My Tongue......Or regretting the words that come out of my mouth.In my 35 yrs I've come to realize it's better to blog my frustration then voice it. All I have to say is pass the migraine pills and let me bite my damn tongue.Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-37525017197266325122009-06-28T21:13:00.002-04:002009-06-28T21:19:00.587-04:00Proof That Fox News is Full Of Ca-Ca...<strong> "up to 30 pounds of extra fat" is good for you</strong>...sure, stuff a burger in your face,it'll be alright.<br /><br /> <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ng7q-YbJW3k&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ng7q-YbJW3k&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-4283543151826141862009-06-28T17:18:00.002-04:002009-06-28T17:24:23.455-04:00Can I Taze A Dog?I took the kids for a walk (which btw you canNOT really walk off the butt with kids in tow) and the neighbors doberman starts messing with me. That dog is on my list. They really need to tie his butt up because I'm tired of cutting my walk short d/t his temper. I've decided that next time his butt is getting tazed. That's it. I'm over him. He scares the kids. I will just quietly taze him and leave him laying there while me and the kids continue on our walk. I wonder if I can do that or not. Hmmm, I'll have to Google. LOL <br /><br />I would never taze a dog! I am going to drop kick him though. :o) He's just a tiny dog so I think I can take him.Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-63661920759962565522009-06-28T10:38:00.005-04:002009-06-28T11:36:16.099-04:00The last few days have been hectic but at the same time a bit calming (if that makes any sense). The Hubbs took a load somewhere here in Ohio, was only going to be gone a few hours and then called on the way home to say he was headed to Texas. This was Thursday night and I swear I was going to murder him but I let it go. He went down there with another guy so they could get there and back home faster. The hectic part, for me, is that I am mommy <em>and</em> daddy when he takes these trips but on the up side...the political talk ceases when he's not here and that makes the hectic part <strong>so</strong> worth it. Being on opposite ends of the political spectrum is stressful. Well, I guess it wouldn't be but The Hubbs turns <em>everything</em> into political talk. My problem is NOT that he talks politics, because I can talk politics till I'm blue in the face with the best of them, but that he tries to <em>change my mind</em> about the way I think. I'm all for listening to the opposite side, I'm YouTubeing the opposite side all the time, but my mind is not going to change. I can see the point others make but just because I see and understand them does not mean I'm swaying. He doesn't get that and he will yap until I fall asleep on him. (or blow a gasket which I've done on occassion)<br />So anyway, just a break from that alone is sooo nice! We agree on most everything and are in sync with other issues but bring politics, abortion, war, BUSH, or prisoner of war camps into it and it's on. LOL<br /><br />So enough about that!<br />I don't claim to have an addictive personality. Drinking...no,<br />smoking...I did but quit cold turkey, <br />beanie babies....well, didn't we all? When I had kids all the tags (and tag protectors LOL) got ripped off so the kids could play with them. I remember when Izabella found them in their cases in the closet and wanted to play with them. I CRINGED and thought, :kid, do you even know how much money I have wrapped up in these things?:, either way, I let her pick one out. She picked the American Glory bear that I fought on Ebay for and paid $300 for!!! I steared her towards a cheaper one but she insisted and then I realized that they were stupid stuffed toys that will never be worth what I paid for them so I proceeded cutting tags off. She actually played with them. I only put them away in a closet. :o)<br /><br />Anyway...here's my newest addiction:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXYua4OF1qSgesCfH31XKWm-OHd76wnnj7sO3sNMFZf_fhAlhOPt_-S4o_o7Elc4AYIuQcDTWEw0Tfoiq4V68257dV0u1c_U9PziYIq81tUoRjNXacmJLZFVvtGFJcxHAX_gfy8woXiug/s1600-h/Picture+192.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXYua4OF1qSgesCfH31XKWm-OHd76wnnj7sO3sNMFZf_fhAlhOPt_-S4o_o7Elc4AYIuQcDTWEw0Tfoiq4V68257dV0u1c_U9PziYIq81tUoRjNXacmJLZFVvtGFJcxHAX_gfy8woXiug/s400/Picture+192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352393891431623986" /></a><br /><br />In the pic you'll notice the battery is low. The only thing I don't like about this Blackberry is if your phone is too low it turns the antenna off and you can't use it. You can't even go in and turn the antenna back on because it will say battery is too low to use the antenna. Mine never gets low except last night I passed out watching 'Pursuit of Happiness' and never charged it. What if I NEEDED that last bit of juice to call someone? Not good. I have 3 house chargers and 2 car chargers so charging is not the issue but I find it a bit odd that this great thing does that. Hmmm. None of my other phones ever did that.<br />So there it is. It's with me constantly. I have the unlimited plan so calls,texting, and internet use is taken care of. The only thing that I get charged extra for is sending pictures. I love it! <br />I also have the Navigator on there that costs extra each month but I think I'm taking it off. I messed with it once and it's like a little Tom Tom and VERY accurate. My thing is that I don't travel so it really isn't needed for me.<br />There are also so many apps to choose from and a lot of them are FREE. All the ones I use are free anyway because I'm not about to pay for something like that. I love my Flashlight appt. It's the best!<br />I didn't want anything like this in the first place. I got rid of my last cell phone because I never used it and I hated the bill every month. I said that there was life before cell phones and I would be just fine without it. THEN...the funniest thing happened... I had to use a pay phone and I could NOT remember how to use it! LOL I put a quarter in and nothing happened. I saw no sign on how much the phone took. That's when a nice man told me that phones haven't taken a quarter for YEARS!! How pathetic am I? And pay phones are not easy to find. After that I thought a pay-as-you-go phone would be perfect for me. The Hubbs (who always has had a cell and would shrivel up and die without it) said he was not paying for something like that and that I should look into a Blackberry. One day I finally said fine and the salesman sold me on it and now.... that stupid thing...I'm now thinking of a name for her. I got the pink one but it really is not as pink as it looks in the photo.<br /><br />My Ringtone and Ringback...<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6sLvdY-XmIw&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6sLvdY-XmIw&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-17494676050892056802009-06-27T13:44:00.002-04:002009-06-27T13:49:49.662-04:00I go to my Etsy this morning and find a nuetrual feedback. Not negative but nuertral. I'm a bit irritated by that seeing as how she is complaining of the size. The size is the same size I sell to everyone else who can fit babies in just fine. Whatever. I can't see that she would complain if it DID fit the baby but that is not the problem. The problem is that she left the feedback without even contacting me first to try to fix the problem. THAT is what irritates me. Now..I have the choice to "kiss and make up" with her. That is where we come to an agreement and she then can leave a new feedback. I don't think I even want to do this. I think I'll take my NUETRAL feedback and just move on. I have a feeling that no matter what she's one of those people who just won't be happy. If SHE had more feedback I may do that whole "kiss and make up" thing but she only has a feedback of 2. Not worth it. Vent over. <br /><br />LOL it seems I only blog when pissed lately. :o)Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-83743963183811674912009-06-17T22:31:00.004-04:002009-06-17T22:46:11.797-04:00Ok, so my last post was a little postal. I find this person who very blatantly copied my work. Used the same everything including the name of my item. She didn't even have the smarts to change the name. Even the description of her item was word for word what my description said. Even using the little smilies I used!! My knee-jerk reaction was to contact her and then skin her. I did neither. I did scream when first finding it though. That just came out of nowhere and I didn't even know it was coming. So...over the past few days I have calmed down. I've been told to embrace it because copying is a sign of admiration and I should feel flattered. Uh, no. I don't. Either way, I've decided that no matter what, my product is not only the original but it is also made better and WAY cheaper then her knock-off. Aren't knock-off's supposed to be cheaper?? Hmm. Karma will bite her ass so I'm stepping back.<br /><br /> There is nothing I can do about it anyway other then just complain. BUT... reading <a href="http://piddix.blogspot.com/2009/06/copy-cats-bring-them-on.html">THIS</a> helped bunches. Sent to me by a fellow Etsian who has also been copied from. A great read and also gives a different spin on having your work copied. <br /><br />Don't get me wrong. I still want to cut her but I will just go ahead and feel sorry that she is so talentless that she resorts to taking someone elses hard work and even thoughts and claim that as her own. <br /><br />Ah...Breath...<br /><br /><br />P.S.<br />so sad that my MOD hats are not moving faster then they are. Only 2 have sold and I only have $7 sent to them. I will NEVER reach my goal of $300! I must regroup and think of another item.Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-19089298485439569532009-05-27T00:32:00.002-04:002009-05-27T00:38:04.499-04:00Ahhhh!!!!!!!!!!!I CAN NOT STAND copy-cats!<br />Can these wenches not think of their own ideas? When I sit for 3 days and think of a name for a piece that I am making and then a week later see the name that I <strong>made up</strong> on someone else's stuff....OMG! Not only is the name being used but the woman can't even think of the description on her own. She actually uses almost the EXACT words I use to describe her stuff. <strong>Are you FREAKING kidding me???</strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>Are you FREAKING KIDDING ME?????</strong><br /><br />Well, at least my stuff isn't crap and I can take a decent photo of it. <br /><br />Ah! Seriously?Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-64353456297897830732009-05-14T00:07:00.001-04:002009-05-14T00:10:19.269-04:00Brainless Wondering Zombie Ant....What Can POSSIBLY Go Wrong? LOL<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWJKne4khDk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWJKne4khDk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-72661984160851867272009-05-12T21:31:00.005-04:002009-05-12T21:46:41.718-04:00WHAT THE FFFFFFFFFFF?I'm innocently browsing Ebay in "dolls" and I come across this....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLxXVUTx4M1ON2VAkdAShMODnwKZ4WChPM0CZNw54TBTCFMdLd9EYzf_UEnW81nsGdhBBYQI6Zp0BWCs5Wht8gUQMfTxbtn4pdmWINYSmeEk4DNYH7_8fevUJuBYLmBcTBt6zCkbf73XQ/s1600-h/MAGGIE1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLxXVUTx4M1ON2VAkdAShMODnwKZ4WChPM0CZNw54TBTCFMdLd9EYzf_UEnW81nsGdhBBYQI6Zp0BWCs5Wht8gUQMfTxbtn4pdmWINYSmeEk4DNYH7_8fevUJuBYLmBcTBt6zCkbf73XQ/s400/MAGGIE1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335116958226354546" /></a><br /><br />OMG! Check out the triple 6's on the forehead! I can't believe it. My one question is why? Why??<br /><br />Ok, so if that wasn't bad enough I find this one...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuYLIpawV64spZ5cSrDYfmJI54Q_4KXdCfvsztgerwBLvtSRdQmMTDE9RWGE2mWzrKrcUzpF8dk4brSypqDoZh3lll0J4UDhCVlAAgTv10Z5a_JIfp9XV5cPqmbUWW18vvoBD_9rzs8f0/s1600-h/JA4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuYLIpawV64spZ5cSrDYfmJI54Q_4KXdCfvsztgerwBLvtSRdQmMTDE9RWGE2mWzrKrcUzpF8dk4brSypqDoZh3lll0J4UDhCVlAAgTv10Z5a_JIfp9XV5cPqmbUWW18vvoBD_9rzs8f0/s400/JA4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335117751605077762" /></a><br /><br />That one isn't so bad. It's sick and twisted but I can see where some would buy it. I guess. <br /><br />OH! And lets not forget this one....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIr0M5jO2oq5VSl9IgPSvGt7086HUFhQJKl3CPHCM3td3ZPURfoeWNog40nMa0_qEF1UYNVT8KtTbaNqm7Ha90RW2Ep1sRitAm0JThCbwgNiwLMr_2G7PnnPz3vHcepO7l7aXaPAMXyB4/s1600-h/Picture074.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIr0M5jO2oq5VSl9IgPSvGt7086HUFhQJKl3CPHCM3td3ZPURfoeWNog40nMa0_qEF1UYNVT8KtTbaNqm7Ha90RW2Ep1sRitAm0JThCbwgNiwLMr_2G7PnnPz3vHcepO7l7aXaPAMXyB4/s400/Picture074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335118306962244306" /></a><br /><br />Now this last one is kind of neat although I would not buy it and I surely could not sleep with this (or any of them) in my house. I wonder what can be going on in this woman's head? I probably don't want to know. That one with the triple 6's though...no way!<br /><br />These all range from $50-$175 and you can get them <a href="http://search.ebay.com/_W0QQsassZjazzy_janice4uQQhtZ-1">here.</a>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-31902782242134419692009-05-11T23:30:00.002-04:002009-05-11T23:31:03.669-04:00Gosh, I REALLY have to get rid of that horrible picture above here. I hate coming on here and seeing that. I may just go with a regular banner and no pic. That's just horrible. WTF was I thinking?Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-47719217455276205142009-05-11T01:51:00.002-04:002009-05-11T01:56:41.739-04:00Blah!I haven't had time to breath let alone blog. I have been way too busy with the store to blog the way I want to. I'm not complaining. I just dream of all the friggin' BROWN BOWLS I have to do!! What the heck? I even raised the price to try and get people to slow down a bit but that didn't work. The most I can say is that at least I'm getting $5 more for having to look at that yarn still! What is it with that bowl? Lord! I have 5 brown bowls to make and 7 other peices that HAVE to be done by the end of next week. OMG! What have I gotten myself into? <br />As Obama would say...I got this!<br /><br /><br />I hope!Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-51149474718401758532009-05-09T21:13:00.000-04:002009-05-09T21:14:33.849-04:00Okay, who's the biggest geek??<br />That would be a big ME!<br />I went yarn shopping today and found some great yarn! I love it. It's actually a homespun (which is what I prefer to work with) and if I were to go and buy it it would cost about $68-$86...I found it for $5!! I cannot believe it. I asked the lady the price and I was ready to hear that it would probably take most of the money I had with me but then she said $5 and I almost choked! I wasted no time at all having her ring it up (I thought she would change her mind). She only had the one that I bought and she will CALL ME IF SHE GETS MORE IN!!!! OMG! She obviously does not know what it sells for online or from a spinner. YIKES! The price is crazy. The best part is that I can sell the pieces I make with it for really cheap since the yarn was so cheap. <br /><br />Spent the day in Zanesville. Went to Applebees and ate a cheesburger quasadia. Shouldn't have done that.Felt like crap afterwards. Went to JoAnn's. Thought my bill was going to be $46 but it came up to $25. COULD I FIND ANY OTHER DEALS??? Turned around. Picked up more. LOL Got a chuckle out of an Amish lady shopping in Victoria's Secret. Could only imagine what she was wearing under her dress! Bought Izabella the 2nd book in the 'Twilight' series. Found yet another sale on a hard cover Stephen King book for Evan. It's a pop-up book named 'The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon'. It's a great book! Evan has not put it down all evening.Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-24559691428160622212009-05-08T23:25:00.001-04:002009-05-08T23:27:59.936-04:00Sean Hannity is such an ass. Is this all they have to talk about over at Fox News? What a bunch of losers.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GaYLo76RrEE&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GaYLo76RrEE&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258840789590046768.post-78917004448266595972009-05-07T12:27:00.002-04:002009-05-07T12:55:36.647-04:00SeriouslyI usually pop in here for my mindless rambling. If I have a minute or so or the kids are asleep and there's nothing else to do online I will just post just to post. Right now it's in the middle of the day. One child sleeping, one playing and one in school...not my usual blogging time <strong>but</strong> I needed to come in here or be bitchy and I really don't like the bitchy part. I decided to blog instead of making a snide remark that I may later reqret. I probably wouldn't regret it but just in case...<br /><br />To You, <br />WHY must you go on every social networking site and pretend to be something you are not?? Are you afraid people will not like the real you? Maybe it's YOU that does not like the real you? I don't know what it is but you hopping from site to site pretending to be Ms. Polly Perfect is starting to get on my ever-loving nerves. I say this as someone who knows you and used to like you. Girl, chill the f*ck out. Seriously. Nobody gives a mierda. Somehow something happened and you turned into the biggest puta in this great state. Lay off the self-proclaiming as well. Usually titles are given to you by people who think you deserve them. You can't just make up a title for yourself and claim you are "it". <br />No! callate la boca!!!<br />That is not how it works.<br />It's your life, do what you want but I'm not sure what is going to happen when people meet you in real life. Or do you not leave your house? We all know that you do. (if you know what I mean).<br />Anyway, I cannot say this to your face because you are not a bad person and I don't want to hurt your feelings but you are really getting on everyones nerves with your crap lately. You should really stop trying so hard to make yourself "appear" a certain way. Here's an idea. If you like the image you portray online then why don't you work on making yourself like that in real life. Then you wouldn't come across as a phony to those of us who really know you? I don't know. Just a thought.Crystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03077192887607541863noreply@blogger.com0