Twofer

Aren't you lucky? Two blogs in one day? Wow!
I don't remember if I told the blogity blog world that six months ago, I inherited a turtle.

He's very tiny. Shellyfish won him at a carnival and after a week or two of feeling like the turtle was watching her, she gave him to me.
Because I like turtles, okay?
They make me happy.
Well... I spoiled him. I got him all the right food (not that Shelly didn't have the right food, she just didn't have... all of it.)
And I got him a turtle dock.
Calcium supplements. A filter. Turtle block.  Water treating chemicals. The whole shebang of what the internet told me were the basic necessities.
But well, it didn't change the fact that he was living in a 10 gallon fish tank.
So, after a malfunction with his filter (okay, Rhyssie turned the power strip off) for a day some nasty green sludge started to grow. Because let me tell you.
Turtles are super mcnasty.
Like, I'm not even sure the body to poop ratio could ever be proportionate, but seriously... gross.
They stink.
So, even after I restarted the filter... it got very green...
And Gross.
And I do not touch gross things.

So, I began reading up on how to clean turtle tanks and it became painfully obvious that I was going to have to touch gross things.
Then, as I sat one day and watched him swim around in his 10 gallon fish tank, I realized that he had grown... Like a lot.
So I started looking this up.

Okay, so apparently fish tanks and turtle tanks are different.
Fish tanks are higher.
Turtle tanks are longer.
AND
turtles are supposed to have 20 gallon tanks... minimum.
So basically that's why my tiny turtle was able to poop so much and completely destroy his tiny little home.
So I saw an opportunity, just this once, to get my way. Mwahahahaha.

I went to petsmart and got a twenty gallon long tank.
And I got to decorate it how I want. And I got a cool camouflaged filter that looks like a pretty cool rock formation, I got a bigger turtle dock, I got real plants! and fake plants. And cool smooth pebbles. And TANKMATES.
I did a bit of research before choosing Turtle's new roommates.
And I got guppies.
He may eat them. And that would make my kids sad, but it'd be cool, because it means Turtle is growing up! (if you're wondering, yes, my turtle's name is Turtle.) We're that awesome and creative.

So, this is Turtle in his new home.

he's pissed at me because Tylor scooped him up in a cup and dumped him in strange and unfamiliar Turtle Paradise.

Here are Turtle's tankmates. They're guppies. Guppies are pretty fast so he may not be able to catch them in order to eat them. Mwahahha.

Turtle PAradise. It has my cool filter there in the corner, the assorted Turtle safe real plants and a few colorful fake ones... hopefully the fish figure out camouflage...

Kamden is carefully watching the plants to make sure one doesn't float up.

And my sweet Xiaden loves the guppies... yes she knows the turtle might eat them. She hopes not, though.

So there! That's a little more exciting than "OMG, work sucks, I have nothing to do for spring break because it seems that everything is working against me, does anyone want to go to the zoo this saturday and sunday in abilene because my mom can't and because I have to DJ a party on Friday, and wahhhhhhhhh I have no life why can't my ex husband just actually be a dad and take my kids for a whole freaking weekend so I can do regular 22 year old stuff like sleep in and hang out with my friends and go bowling and dancing and act like I have a life even though I really don't, everything sucks!" blog I was going to write earlier, hey? Turtles are cooler than whining.

You Should Know

You should know I logged in with the complete intention of writing a super mundane blog, but I have decided to postpone that and write a slightly more interesting blog tonight.

of course, my version of "tonight" and yours may differ slightly. When I say "tonight" it could mean before I go to sleep this evening, or it could mean tomorrow. Who knows.

Just wanted you to know.

I was thinking of you all.

And I'll be back reeeeeal soon to love on you,

Thanks for reading this completely pointless blog.

Check back laters, baby!

(oh, yeah, I went there.)

PS. this is a thing.

or least... it's going to be. :D

I Can't Brain Today

Yes, yes, I know you've all missed me. It's been a week and a half and I normally come back apologizing for my lack of appearance but today I simply feel apathetic.
I know what you're thinking...
Apathy is the death of a blog.

I know it is.
But for whatever reason, my professors do not understand the meaning of spring break.
Because they've given me so much homework that it will take the entire week off to finish it all. I have two speeches the day I get back from break. TWO.
My brain is mush.
My crafting for my youngest child's party is the only relief I get...
Ah.
...
So many crayons.
.. don't ask, I'll post pictures in a few weeks.
My boss is passively aggressively suggesting that I work more (hah!)
Add all of that to the fact that my child is failing kindergarten aaaaand I just don't have the care to blog.
Mush.
That's what I'm up to.
But my brain is guilting me into writing to you,

So rest assured I'm not dead :) Still alive!
My boss is currently lecturing me about becoming indespensible.
apparently.
if i do more and I work harder then I will get more money..
If I did more and worked harder then I'd be running the dang business by myself....

I'm ignoring him and writing a blog... I feel like that's a real big indication of how I feel about that.
That man is probably the most infuriating and oblivious stresser in my life.

aye aye aye

Ps, I'm in a flirtationship with a reaaaaaaal cute guy from Ireland.

That's the only juicy tidbits you get :*

9 reasons I love ASL

Tell me this isn't the most beautiful language, and I will call you a fool.

That's all :)

Today

1 day ago, I had 88 blog posts.

I had over 4,000 views.

365 days ago, I got really bored and started this blog.

I have changed the layout of this blog exactly 8 times.

And I have 6 drafts waiting to see if they'd ever be worth posting.

I have said "I'm going to write about this in my blog!" hundreds of times.

And most of the time that turns out to be untrue.

One year, and one day.

In the last three hundred and sixty five days I have...

celebrated a lot of birthdays

had my heart broken

enrolled in college

gotten a divorce finalized

dropped my baby off at kindergarten

bought a car

started DJing at weddings

read dozens of books

devoured no less than eight TV shows on Netflix

met people from around the world

become the owner of a turtle

started learning a new language

painted an entire house

been single

gotten two tattoos

hung out with dinosaurs

made really weird friends

discovered high heels

made s'mores

been mad at people

and more importantly, forgiven them

had my patience tested

...a lot

officially hit the "Two Year Mark" at Boyd's Events.

tried quite a few pinterest projects

baked cinnamon rolls for the first time

for 365 days, you all have been with me <3

here's to another year!

Oh Ma Gerrrrrd

I have lived in Midland, Texas for 21 years of my 22 years of life.

that is dry and gross...

come on now, you saw my yard in my paint-y blog.

If you haven't... well, read it here!

I mean, look at that. Look at that try nasty gross part of Texas I live in.

Great for oil. Not so great for prettiness...

 And the one year I didn't live in Midland, Texas I was in beautiful California. 

look at that.
For all my loves in Midland, I just is grass. That is really really green grass.

I just want to look go outside, and see green.

I want to see Ireland.

I want to see London!

and France <3

Germany...

Switzerland!

oh, and Italy...


honestly, I'd even go to East Texas. Or really anywhere else but Midland Texas.
I want green...

Heavy

I'm feeling heavy tonight.
Because I'm alone and that makes me sad.
So... I just feel... heavy.

people in my family have social anxiety. They tend to have panic attacks when there are a lot of people.
In case you haven't figured it out, I am not one of those people.
I tote microphones at weddings and teach 80 year old women how to wobble while people video it.
I'm not into the whole agoraphobia scene.
I'm kind of exactly opposite.
I freak out when I'm alone.
and maybe it's because there's this part of me that sincerely believes that it's because I shouldn't be alone. Like, I was married. I'm supposed to have someone in my bed. I'm not supposed to be alone. If I feel lonely, I should have arms to crawl into.
but I don't consciously feel that way. I'm just musing.
It's what happens. At night, I realize how incredibly empty my bed is, and for whatever reason, it just makes me go a bit crazy.
So I have climbed out of bed, and I'm in the livingroom in a shirt and no pants.
because I had to pee, and the thought of pulling my pants back up just sounded terrible, so I kicked them off.
I can do this, because Kamden is the only boy in the house right now >:D
Tylor is off, helping teenagers find Jesus.
So, I'm wandering around without pants, and I just want ice cream. And no one will bring me any. Bah humbug.
Anyway.

Let me catch you up on things.
My baby cousin is turning 16 this month.
I'm gonna DJ her partayyy.
which just so happens to be...
MASQUERADE THEMED.
Eep!
I was honored to help my technologically impaired aunt with her invitations so I knew before everyone else, mwahahaha. Heads up, fam - buy masks!!!

Today, I bought mine!!!

I got it at 4everstore on Etsy, and she has toooooooooooons of suuuuuuuuuuper cuuuuuute maaaaaaaaaaaasks.
I am doing that, because that's how I'm saying it mentally. Go ahead, judge me. I can take it!

I think tomorrow Steffiekins and I are having a craft day that we did not plan out well, but I'm going to go to the store and by those masks and bring along a hot glue gun and some paint (and perhaps a tarp) and let the kids decorate their own masks. I looked up a ton of individual kid masks (MLP Masks for Xiaden, Spiderman for Kamman, who is currently obsessed against my orders, and this tooooooo freaking cuuuute owl mask for Rhyssie girl) but I decided to not care about something they probably wouldn't keep on for long and won't really wear much again. So we're gonna be artists!!!
and Thrifty ;)

NEXT!
Valentine's day! Valentine's day! Valentine's day!!!!
I have everything planned out...

I found this little gem on A Night Owl's Blog and I fell in love. And since she is just so helpful and included links to amazon to buy exactly what she used, I am making exactly these for all 5 teachers that teach my children so I don't have to. Those saints!

For Xiaden's class, I am baaaaaasically doing a version of this.

I bought my rock candy from this shop on Etsy and they came in quickly and intact, which is Awesooooooooooome. 

except I'm doing our's a bit more like.

and that's that!

So anyway.
I want to refresh your memory with this little gem

and just let you know I'm still completely intent on getting it on my left shoulder.

Just need an artist... any ideas????

I'm also now wanting this! as like... an upper thigh? tattoo on my right leg. I need it. I really do. I really thought I wanted a "mischief managed" tattoo, but I don't. Because everyone has those. Look Up good old Rowena Ravenclaw, the ink is scarce. I want to show house pride. Plus the quote is perfect and I just love it.

I want this exact tattoo, but smaller and on the back of my neck. So I can show it off when my hair is up and hide it when my hair is down. Because really, Texas is almost a religion. And I mean, it's a pretty distinct state.

I mean...

I could be from like... Colorado

and chill out with my rally cool rectangle.

...

yeah, Texan rules, everyone else drools.

This. I want it understated. I wanted it on the side of my hand, but then Demi had to go and make it super popular. 

that silly little trend setter.

I also need this.

I'm not sure about the whole "foot" placement, but... I definitely need the quote.

It's Tolkien by the way... Lord of the Rings.

Basically, I need to be covered in pride of all things pride.

pride in my state

pride in my geekhood.

pride in my saviour.

And that's all folks.