Posts tagged personal
Posts tagged personal
I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised though, it’s not like you can erase 18 years of a friendship overnight and even though we haven’t spoken in 2 years it’s still hard to watch her completely ignore the fact that I even exist.
It sucks because I love her as much as I do my sister but she will never understand what that means because she refuses to.
I got to buy a drop spindle and some roving today! I spent my allowance for the next paycheck, but I’m excited to practice with this and learn how to spin.

Favorite picture from this weekend by Bill Mattocks.
This top used to be a skirt when I was 8 years old. My mother is the most amazing seamstress.
We had the most wonderful time at Mayfaire this past weekend. I didn’t have to interact with J at all, we had fabulous tips and the shop did amazing.
What a wonderful way to kick off our 14th year of belly dancing!!

When I was younger, and we were at a drive-through wildlife park, a zebra stuck his head in the window of our car and sneezed on us. It was the funniest thing ever.
(Source: tastefullyoffensive, via ihatemyparents)
My morning has been great so far…I just spilled an entire cup of coffee onto my crochet flower workstation. It’s cleaned up now, and thankfully only a couple flowers got wet.
Does that count as the bad part of my day? Does that mean I’ll have an awesome one now?
Oatmeal and coffee…and bills.
Breakfast of champions…mostly.
Except the last hour. I sideswiped someone in the left turn lane and got a ticket for failure to yield.
It was stressful, but the guy I hit was so kind about the whole thing. Granted it was a company car he was driving, so he didn’t have to personally worry about everything, but still it was a relief for him to not be a jerk.
And the cop didn’t ticket me for my expired registration either.
So even though I’m still a little shaky and anxious about it, things could have been worse.
$1.99 from Goodwill. This isn’t even half of what I got for $8 total last week. Thrifting for yarn is awesome.
My bangs are at that awkward stage where they suck and don’t look good no matter what I do with them.
Great.