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I have been so busy I haven't blogged! I wouldn't know where to start... Yeah I do. I got an iPhone for Christmas!

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Brianna made it on the Shana Logic blog as a happy shopper! :)

I luvs her online store. All three of us have things from there. Those black rose cameo earrings I have are from her shop. :)

Eye Candy ~ Demi's Boys

The boy toy Ashton

















And Demi herself...

Fiction Friday

Sounds

Crickets chirp
The air conditioner hums
Boards creak as the upstairs neighbor walks across a room
A car passes quietly
Another car starts and sits a few minutes before pulling out
The air conditioner stops
Crickets still chirp
A car alarm in the distance goes off then is silenced
The upstairs neighbor walks back across the room
A dog barks briefly
A car thumps by with a loud stereo
A neighbors air conditioning unit starts
And the crickets still chirp

Work in Progress

This necklace is almost making itself! I started with a pack of random pink glass beads, tigers eye chips, and round tigers eye. I am putting just two or three beads per head pin, and putting the head pins together. It is probably the most daring jewelry I've done so far.















I have researched glass pendents. You know, the clear glass that you attach some sort of paper to and seal it? The scrabble tile pendants are popular now too, but I don't think I'll make those. I've also bought a couple of pendant bezels to make my own charms in. It doesn't look hard to do, just detail oriented. It looks fun! If not, I only have to make about twenty to use up the supplies I've ordered. LoL

Don't Forget Mother's Day!

Handmade jewelry for mom!

Newness!

I've added a widget with my Twitter account on the sidebar. There's also an Artfire widget over there. :)

I am also looking for a new background graphic. I like this one, but it's just time for a change. :)

My New Hobby

Jazzy Jar

Brianna's school is having a May Fest soon, and asked everyone to make Jazzy Jars to sell for PTSA funding. A Jazzy Jar is filled with candy, toys, pretty much anything smallish.

We filled ours with a pencil sharpener, pencil top erasers, and glittery pencil grips (they slide on and make it softer on the hand to hold).

Creativeness!

I have been crafty lately! For one, I am painting a white book case for Tristin, because white is so not her. I will post pictures of it laterish.

And last night I had a brainstorm! Cellphone charms! Of course they can be used for many different things. But they are so cute!

My Current Theme Song

I've always liked this song, but never really paid a lot of attention to the lyrics. Until tonight. They so fit my life right now. And the video is just awesomely weird. Lyrics below the video. ;)








Fighter lyrics

After all you put me through
You'd think I'd despise you
But in the end I wanna thank you
'Cause you made that much stronger

Well I thought I knew you
Thinking that you were true
Guess I, I couldn't trust called your bluff
Time is up, 'cause I've had enough

You were there by my side
Always down for the ride
But your joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out in shame, mmm hmm

After all of the stealing and cheating
You probably think that
I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong

'Cause if it wasn't for all
That you tried to do
I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you

'Cause it
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter

Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

Never saw it coming
All of your backstabbing
Just so, you could cash in on a good thing
Before I'd realized your game

I heard you're going 'round
Playin' the victim now
But don't even begin feelin' I'm the one to blame
'Cause you dug your own grave

After all of the fights and the lies
Guess you're wanting to hurt me
But that won't work anymore
No more, uh uh, it's over

'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now
And never back down
So I wanna say thank you

'Cause it
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter

Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

How could this man I thought I know
Turn out to be unjust so cruel?
Could only see the good in you
Pretended not to see the truth

You tried to hide your lies
Disguise yourself through
Living in denial
But in the end you'll see
You won't stop me

I am a fighter
(I'm a fighter)
I ain't gonna stop
(I ain't gonna stop)
There is no turning back
I've had enough

Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter

Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

Thought I would forget
But I, I remember
Yes I remember
I'll remember

Thought I would forget
But I remember
Yes I remember
I'll remember

Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter

Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter.

Eye Candy ~ To Cheer Me Up

Vin Diesel in Riddick













Chris Pine, the new Captain Kirk


















For those of you that like girls, the beautiful Angelina Jolie. This shot is from Wanted, kickass movie. ;)

Fiction Friday

She sits in bed holding yet another drink. Three weeks ago one was enough to put her to sleep, now it takes two. When will she be normal again? When will the bad dreams end?

Hours of lying awake. Horrible images going through her mind. It's not real. It didn't happen! Right?

But she doesn't know. She started drinking to stop the nightmares. But before the nightmares were the blackouts. Evenings she didn't remember, hours erased from her memories.

Then the dreams began. Full of blood and screaming. The sound of breaking bones and tearing flesh.

She's afraid to watch the news now. After the first reports of the murders from across town. Men mutilated in their beds. A week ago the news said the murders stopped. One a night for two weeks then nothing. The police think the killer moved on.

So she sits in bed holding yet another drink.

And the monster sleeps...

Moving on...

School is back in! The holidays are over. Dance classes begin again next week. Life is returning to normal. T is going back to dance this year, I couldn't be more excited. Except that it is twice a week and I am going to have to rearrange my workouts and we are going to be so busy! But that's ok. I'm glad she's interested in things again. I thought she would want to take piano, she kept jumping back and forth between things and finally settled on the one thing I was sure she wouldn't want to do! LoL. She will also start getting more exercise. Our middle schools down here only have P.E. for six weeks during the entire year. That on top of us living in an apartment and it currently being winter, she doesn't get nearly as much moving around as she should. This will balance things out. She can even practice stretches and exercises at home on the days she doesn't have dance. We are also due to find an orthodontist. That will have to wait until next month. I have to pay off Christmas first. ;)

Little B is still in dance, and during T's classes I plan to spend time focusing on her. She gets left out so much. Which is twice as frustrating when T claims that it's all about B. We spend way more time doing stuff for T and focusing on T. She just doesn't see it.

B's birthday is tomorrow. She is opening a few gifts then and the rest at her party next week. It is her first big party with a bunch of kids. We've invited about 10 including cousins, I'm hoping at least 6 or 7 show. It's hard to get people to come to parties right after the holidays, which is why I bumped it more than a week after her actual birthday.