What? It's already Thrusday?

Time...can't get enough of it. Kind of a miserable week, but I won't go into that.

Things are looking up, in so many ways. I think getting out what ails the soul is truly a helpful & constructive thing, no matter how it's done. Just so long as it is done.

I had a long & deliberate talk with my significant other after some very hurtful things & I know that happiness is here to stay. For a while, at least. Those hills & valleys are things we can set our clocks by...almost.

The kids are good & 14 is going to be participating in a junior dance competition. I am very excited for him, plus the fact that I think he got involved in it because of a girl in the first place. When it gets here, hopefully, I'll have some wonderful photos of him in action to share. He's never danced before, except in the gym class dance things, so we shall see how this goes.

7 is almost 8. His birthday is coming up around the bend. Last year his teacher & I decided to hold him back, not sure if I mentioned that blogging or not, but it was the absolute best thing we could have done for him. His maturity level, devotion to school work & responsibility are all right on target now. He's doing so well & not only am I proud of him, but he is proud of himself. That's the biggest improvement & the most I could have asked for.

Princess Fluffy Fart is growing & astounding me near daily. Her hair is finally a good length, albeit thin. My boys have nice, thick heads of hair - the girl is so much like me in so many ways. At least what I was when I was so little.

Change (life not blog...)

I think everyone gets to a point in their life where some kind of change must occur to keep life from becoming stagnant. Maybe it's just me, but maybe it isn't. It feels like I'm reaching that point now. Some part of me feels unfulfilled. An early midlife crisis? Who knows, I just know that I have to do something different. Something for me because the last 14 years have been about everyone else.

Don't get me wrong, I have time for myself. I make it. I will spend hours at the computer on the days I feel like it, especially if I'm working. It almost seems like when I'm working, I don't do enough of everything else I think I'm supposed to do. Then I get in a grind. Yes, a grind. By that, I mean that I do the same things over & over again until I snap out of it. I lose myself for a time. It's one thing I don't like about myself. When I get lost, I neglect other things, like housework. No, we're not living in a pig sty, but it is rather dusty around here & I need to vacuum. I'm behind on laundry & I hate laundry. That's the reason I don't like to get behind with the laundry because it takes every ounce of effort to catch myself back up.

Then, along with that, there's the feeling that I'm not doing enough for my kids. Oh, I do & I do & I do for them. But what am I really doing? Is it substantial enough? Is it quality or just time.

Here I thought all this time I was being myself. I don't feel like I really know what that is...myself. A fool, I suppose.

This is not a pity party, so please don't feel bad. What is this whole blogging thing supposed to be about? An online journal. Read & be read, feel the things that others feel, too. Relate in a way that wasn't possible 10, 15 years ago. I started blogging that way & then it left me.

There's so much more I could go into, but I won't. I just know that change is on the horizon. Much needed for my mental health. Thank you - now back to our regularly scheduled programming. What do you want to be when you grow up?


Oh yeah - I have the hardest time designing a blog for myself. I don't know what I like or is it that I like too much, so my own redesign might take a while...

Time to reorganize!

Over the next few days, there will be change going on here. I hope it will be for the better, with less clutter & a pretty up, while maintaining simplicity.

I do have my little Etsy shop browser on the sidebar, but I haven't uploaded new stuff. It's hard to keep paying to do that when no one is buying. My first wave of uploads went without a sale. Not that it's expensive, but it's hard to reconcile even small cost without generating any revenue. *sigh* My first stuff isn't as nice as my most recent stuff, though, either. Wish me luck with that! (the economy doesn't help with a product that is an impulse purchase, either. ;) )

I may just stick to offering sales on the blog using PayPal.

I think I need a better lamp

Or something. relying on Mother Nature for photos isn't fun. I don't like taking pics of jewelry with a flash. I think it takes away from the natural look of the stuff. Today we have no sunshine & yesterday was perfect except I had no time to take the pics...*sigh*

Last week, my kids had a few snow, or rather, too cold to go to school days. 14 was talking about a comedian that one of his friends from school kept imitating. So, we spent some time watching him on You Tube. Jeff Dunham. For the last few days, all of my children, my husband & I have been repeating lines from his characters, but mainly from Achmed the Dead Terrorist. Dock will get out of the shower & call up "SILENCE!!....I keel you!". Out of the blue, the kids will come up to me, while I'm talking and utter the same phrase. Then we all start saying it, one after another. I also like to ask my hub if I'm pissing him "off-fa-fa?". After watching excerpts on you tube, we did enjoy the full Spark of Insanity show on Comedy Central this weekend. Jeff Dunham does an amazing job with the puppets. All of 'em are a crack up. Da-da-da-daaa!

Silence!! I keel you!