Yes, apparently it has been 3 months since my last post. Oh well. Life has gotten in the way.
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.
The kids are growing way too fast. Gabriella is now toddling around the house and getting into EVERYTHING!
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. :)
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)
Moving on....
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??????
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. :)
Hmmm, it appears I need something stronger then blogging tonight.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Why is it my concern what they do with the money?...And Don't HONK at me!!
"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.
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
own home? You would have to realize that you are connected to everything and everyone one earth."
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.
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.
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.
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.
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)
(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.)
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
own home? You would have to realize that you are connected to everything and everyone one earth."
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.
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.
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.
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.
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)
(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.)
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Da-Da-Dooda-Doo
I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and I laughed
I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do, our name is our virtue
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and I laughed
I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do, our name is our virtue
My 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 since I can't seem to find the time to do anything serious with it. 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!
This last one is a picture of my tomatoes before they become tomatoes. I have so many tomatoes now that it's crazy.
This last one is a picture of my tomatoes before they become tomatoes. I have so many tomatoes now that it's crazy.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
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)
I 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.
He was able to make it home for the 4th of July and I'm sure everyone was talking about those pink boxers.
He was able to make it home for the 4th of July and I'm sure everyone was talking about those pink boxers.
Excuse any typos in that last post. I'm not used to typing with my thumbs.
Oh! Had my first harvest from my garden today!
Radishes...not very big and some only roots.
Onions...BUNCHES!!
Broccoli...yum!
Cucumbers...were delicious.
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?)
Oh! Had my first harvest from my garden today!
Radishes...not very big and some only roots.
Onions...BUNCHES!!
Broccoli...yum!
Cucumbers...were delicious.
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?)
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