Ahh, the time of year when I say "Oh, I have a blog? I should totes write something! It's a new year, lets make a list of goals!" Here's the newest batch.
This year:
-get our house; be in it by Christmas.
-Get preggers.
-Travel.
-Start a small farm/homestead.
Until next year,
-S.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
I think my own TARDIS would be quite handy about now.
Growing up sucks.
I never expected life to be easy or fair, my family taught me better than that, but I never expected it to be so HARD. And, then, when I thought it wouldn't- COULDN'T- get harder, it did. Don't misunderstand, I know we are very lucky to have the things/family/friends that we do, and I know we could be a lot worse off, but honestly its exhausting to just break even.
Now, I wrote the above a few weeks ago, and while it still holds true things have gotten easier. Husband's new job has a bit more money coming into the house which does take a load of worry off of my shoulders, at least for the time being.
The thing that I realized today is another aspect of why being a grown up sucks.
Husband has started losing a significant amount of weight and has a lot more energy as of late because of it. So, about a week ago he decides he wants to start mountain biking. While I am not super-thrilled with this idea, seeing as mountain bikes are balls expensive and can be dangerous and all of those other grownuppy worrisome things, but its what he wants to do so I go with it. I like to be outdoors and getting into to shape sounds like an excellent idea so, sure, why not? Well, we put in an application for a loan because, like I said, they're costly things, these mountain bikes, and were promptly denied. I felt awful, because Husband seemed so down about it. So, I scrounged and found someone who would let us borrow a couple of bikes for the weekend and scrounged some more and found a few cheap bikes in the never-ending plethora of stuff that is "the barn." We took them out and they worked fine, but I could tell it still wasn't quite what he wanted. Blah, blah, blah.
(Enough with the back story; here comes the sucky thing)
So, today after lunch Husband calls me and says "Instead of saving money for mountain bikes, I think we should use the extra money we're making now to fix my credit so that we can buy a house sometime relatively soon."
This, while it is admittedly a better idea than mountain bikes, sucks.
Is this what being a grownup means?
Struggling and wearing yourself thin just so that you can come to the realization that the one fun thing you want to do you can't do because it is much more important to worry about boring adult things like your FREAKING CREDIT SCORE?!
On the bright side, the new series of Doctor Who premiers in 11 days.
And you can never be too grownup to enjoy space/time travel, right?
I never expected life to be easy or fair, my family taught me better than that, but I never expected it to be so HARD. And, then, when I thought it wouldn't- COULDN'T- get harder, it did. Don't misunderstand, I know we are very lucky to have the things/family/friends that we do, and I know we could be a lot worse off, but honestly its exhausting to just break even.
Now, I wrote the above a few weeks ago, and while it still holds true things have gotten easier. Husband's new job has a bit more money coming into the house which does take a load of worry off of my shoulders, at least for the time being.
The thing that I realized today is another aspect of why being a grown up sucks.
Husband has started losing a significant amount of weight and has a lot more energy as of late because of it. So, about a week ago he decides he wants to start mountain biking. While I am not super-thrilled with this idea, seeing as mountain bikes are balls expensive and can be dangerous and all of those other grownuppy worrisome things, but its what he wants to do so I go with it. I like to be outdoors and getting into to shape sounds like an excellent idea so, sure, why not? Well, we put in an application for a loan because, like I said, they're costly things, these mountain bikes, and were promptly denied. I felt awful, because Husband seemed so down about it. So, I scrounged and found someone who would let us borrow a couple of bikes for the weekend and scrounged some more and found a few cheap bikes in the never-ending plethora of stuff that is "the barn." We took them out and they worked fine, but I could tell it still wasn't quite what he wanted. Blah, blah, blah.
(Enough with the back story; here comes the sucky thing)
So, today after lunch Husband calls me and says "Instead of saving money for mountain bikes, I think we should use the extra money we're making now to fix my credit so that we can buy a house sometime relatively soon."
This, while it is admittedly a better idea than mountain bikes, sucks.
Is this what being a grownup means?
Struggling and wearing yourself thin just so that you can come to the realization that the one fun thing you want to do you can't do because it is much more important to worry about boring adult things like your FREAKING CREDIT SCORE?!
On the bright side, the new series of Doctor Who premiers in 11 days.
And you can never be too grownup to enjoy space/time travel, right?
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Life dreams.
I have added a couple of things to my "Highly unlikely life goals" list.
To have lunch with this guy:
And, to do a voice-over on:
Yeah.
Someone make this happen.
To have lunch with this guy:
And, to do a voice-over on:
Yeah.
Someone make this happen.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
The longest blog I've ever written.
Let me start off by saying this post isn't meant to offend anyone.
Unless the only way to get you to a)stop doing dumb things, b)get you off your lazy bum and do something productive and meaningful with your life is by thoroughly pissing you off.
Also, this is going to be fairly long, but I do hope you stick with me.
Now, to business!
Have you ever used the phrase "fuck my life" (FML)? Odds are that you have. I'm guilty of it myself. But I'm seeing it thrown around a lot more frequently lately it seems. And i have to tell you it's starting to cause a lessening sense of faith in my generation. Are we really so aloof about using such a phrase? Now, I do understand that it's really meant as more of a "figure of speech," and I'm not in the least offended by the expletive nature of it, but...c'mon. Fuck your LIFE?! As in, my life is the worst thing ever and I'm so sick of it?
I have to ask you to just do me a solid and think about what your saying for a second.
I guess the reason it makes me so frustrated it that you all usually use it to express a frustration over something absolutely...petty.
Oh, you're bored?
Your mom told you that you can't go to that party this weekend?
Your internet has been down for, like, 10 whole minutes?
These are NOT FML moments.
These are more like, "fuck my last 20 miuntes" or maybe even,
"That's a pity."
But seriously, people.
Get over yourselves.
The next time you are about to utter that atrocious collective of words try to think about someone who actually might qualify for a life of fuckage.
Like a 7 year old little girl that's been fighting leukemia for the last 2 years and has to reassure her parents that everything is going to be alright every time her counts bottom out again.
Or the 16 year old boy who had to drop out of school and get a job working at Taco Bell just so that his family can afford to eat.
How about all of the kids in Africa that are dying of AIDS, and it has nothing to do with being sexually promiscuous? Or maybe they're sick because they don't have any clean water and had to drink out of a pothole in the street.
What about that guy who lost his job when the motor companies were closing plants (you know, so tht they could give their CEOs a big fat fucking bonus) and now he can't make ends meet on minimum wage so he has to sleep on a park bench every night.
But, you know...I bet most of them wouldn't even say it.
So, please, I'm begging you, stop saying "fuck my life" every time your lazy ass is stuck at home with nothing to do. Stop typing those 3 little letters in succession on whatever social networking bullshit to let everyone know your lazy ass is stuck at home with nothing to do. Just say nothing and move on. Try doing something productive with the time and talent I know you possess.
Like this guy-- Ed Stockahm
Meet the person who showed me there are better things you can do with your life.
Example: This flicker set is a comic.
You should also check out his "Those That Run" trilogy (Part 1 and 3 are YouTube, Part 2 is anther flicker set.)
Anyway, just to make sure I'm not being a hypocrite, I'll tell you that I am improving my personal self and my life by:
-Making an effort to complain A LOT less.
-Donating my spare change to UNICEF.
(That may not seem like much, but its more than i can honestly afford and this is just a few of the things just a little bit of money can do.
-Set up an etsy shop to raise money for more people who need it. (If you are interested in helping me with this please send me an email: blushingink@yahoo.com)
Now, then- I feel as if I have lectured you enough, not to mention worn out your pretty little eyeballs with the length of this silly thing.
Thanks for bearing with me.
♥S.
Unless the only way to get you to a)stop doing dumb things, b)get you off your lazy bum and do something productive and meaningful with your life is by thoroughly pissing you off.
Also, this is going to be fairly long, but I do hope you stick with me.
Now, to business!
Have you ever used the phrase "fuck my life" (FML)? Odds are that you have. I'm guilty of it myself. But I'm seeing it thrown around a lot more frequently lately it seems. And i have to tell you it's starting to cause a lessening sense of faith in my generation. Are we really so aloof about using such a phrase? Now, I do understand that it's really meant as more of a "figure of speech," and I'm not in the least offended by the expletive nature of it, but...c'mon. Fuck your LIFE?! As in, my life is the worst thing ever and I'm so sick of it?
I have to ask you to just do me a solid and think about what your saying for a second.
I guess the reason it makes me so frustrated it that you all usually use it to express a frustration over something absolutely...petty.
Oh, you're bored?
Your mom told you that you can't go to that party this weekend?
Your internet has been down for, like, 10 whole minutes?
These are NOT FML moments.
These are more like, "fuck my last 20 miuntes" or maybe even,
"That's a pity."
But seriously, people.
Get over yourselves.
The next time you are about to utter that atrocious collective of words try to think about someone who actually might qualify for a life of fuckage.
Like a 7 year old little girl that's been fighting leukemia for the last 2 years and has to reassure her parents that everything is going to be alright every time her counts bottom out again.
Or the 16 year old boy who had to drop out of school and get a job working at Taco Bell just so that his family can afford to eat.
How about all of the kids in Africa that are dying of AIDS, and it has nothing to do with being sexually promiscuous? Or maybe they're sick because they don't have any clean water and had to drink out of a pothole in the street.
What about that guy who lost his job when the motor companies were closing plants (you know, so tht they could give their CEOs a big fat fucking bonus) and now he can't make ends meet on minimum wage so he has to sleep on a park bench every night.
But, you know...I bet most of them wouldn't even say it.
So, please, I'm begging you, stop saying "fuck my life" every time your lazy ass is stuck at home with nothing to do. Stop typing those 3 little letters in succession on whatever social networking bullshit to let everyone know your lazy ass is stuck at home with nothing to do. Just say nothing and move on. Try doing something productive with the time and talent I know you possess.
Like this guy-- Ed Stockahm
Meet the person who showed me there are better things you can do with your life.
Example: This flicker set is a comic.
You should also check out his "Those That Run" trilogy (Part 1 and 3 are YouTube, Part 2 is anther flicker set.)
Anyway, just to make sure I'm not being a hypocrite, I'll tell you that I am improving my personal self and my life by:
-Making an effort to complain A LOT less.
-Donating my spare change to UNICEF.
(That may not seem like much, but its more than i can honestly afford and this is just a few of the things just a little bit of money can do.
-Set up an etsy shop to raise money for more people who need it. (If you are interested in helping me with this please send me an email: blushingink@yahoo.com)
Now, then- I feel as if I have lectured you enough, not to mention worn out your pretty little eyeballs with the length of this silly thing.
Thanks for bearing with me.
♥S.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
2011.
Time to update my goal list for the new year (and beyond)!
2011:
StL.
2nd Ann.
K+K 21st.
ScriptFrenzy & NaNoWriMo.
Start fam.
Beyond:
Buy house.
Travel.
Will amend and make additions as needed.
2011, bring it on.
2011:
StL.
2nd Ann.
K+K 21st.
ScriptFrenzy & NaNoWriMo.
Start fam.
Beyond:
Buy house.
Travel.
Will amend and make additions as needed.
2011, bring it on.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Update.
Hey y'all.
Been cooking a lot more lately.
Last night was Spinach Soup and Sourdough Toast. (YUMM!)
Tonight I'm doing french onion soup, beef tips and homemade mashed potatoes.
I'm also trying to get an acting job in a local haunted house (Ultimate Fear).
I REALLY hope that works out.
The people there are really awesome and it seems like such a fun opportunity.
I really wish I had more interesting things to say, but I don't.
lovelovelove!
Been cooking a lot more lately.
Last night was Spinach Soup and Sourdough Toast. (YUMM!)
Tonight I'm doing french onion soup, beef tips and homemade mashed potatoes.
I'm also trying to get an acting job in a local haunted house (Ultimate Fear).
I REALLY hope that works out.
The people there are really awesome and it seems like such a fun opportunity.
I really wish I had more interesting things to say, but I don't.
lovelovelove!
Monday, July 19, 2010
So small.
Today is one of those days where I feel like I am a quivering whisper told to a giant void.
But, I'm not particularly sad about it.
I'm sort of content just floating through existence.
For today anyway.
But, I'm not particularly sad about it.
I'm sort of content just floating through existence.
For today anyway.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Goals.
So, between working two jobs and obsessively watching NCIS reruns while not cleaning my house I have updated my list of goals for the next 10 years. Here it goes:
2 Year Goals:
--Go to Chicago, NYC, and DC.
--Have a baby (or ies).
5 Year Goals:
--Backpack Europe.
--Buy a house.
10 Year Goals:
--Open an art gallery/restaurant/bakery.
But, a very smart friend once told me to take it one day at a time. So, the goals I wish to accomplish today:
--Finish dishes, clean kitchen.
--Clean living room.
--Do laundry.
--Clean bedroom.
--Do more laundry.
--Vacuum.
--Rest.
Wish me luck.
I wish you the same.
2 Year Goals:
--Go to Chicago, NYC, and DC.
--Have a baby (or ies).
5 Year Goals:
--Backpack Europe.
--Buy a house.
10 Year Goals:
--Open an art gallery/restaurant/bakery.
But, a very smart friend once told me to take it one day at a time. So, the goals I wish to accomplish today:
--Finish dishes, clean kitchen.
--Clean living room.
--Do laundry.
--Clean bedroom.
--Do more laundry.
--Vacuum.
--Rest.
Wish me luck.
I wish you the same.
Friday, July 2, 2010
The times, they are a-changin'.
Yeah, I think this blog proves I'm the worst new year's resolution keeper in existence.
Anyway, Since then I have:
-Graduated.
-Had my first anniversary.
-Moved into a new house.
-Made a ton of cakes.
-And agreed to try to not not try to get pregnant.
So, this blog might be getting a lot different, even if it isn't used any more often.
Anyway, Since then I have:
-Graduated.
-Had my first anniversary.
-Moved into a new house.
-Made a ton of cakes.
-And agreed to try to not not try to get pregnant.
So, this blog might be getting a lot different, even if it isn't used any more often.
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