Tuesday, August 30, 2016

I Don't Know About You, But I'm Feeling Twenty....One

Um, no. You most certainly do not. 
Not that anyone has this year. 
Last night after work we picked up my grandma and then headed to my parents house. My mom had put together a yummy delicious picnic style meal- grilled burgers, hot dogs, potato and macaroni salad, chips, homemade pickles. The works. 
Not to mention the cupcakes. Oh the cupcakes. I never knew a pumpkin cupcake could be so good. 

My family is awesome, so I'm now the happy owner of a curling iron wand (which is so much better than a curling iron. I've been lost without one since moving in with Jarod. But no more!) and a bundt pan.
Which means I can now make this.
Butterscotch Sticky Rolls. 

First thing...well, not first thing, I got up and got ready first, but second thing this morning after I wiggled back into bed for a few more blessed minutes of sleep (does anyone else fix their hair and makeup and then climb right back into bed? Just me?) my hubby rolled over and said Happy Birthday. Which is amazing really. The man doesn't wake up, and if he does, he never pieces together what day it is or anything significant. 

And while a dragon would be magnificent, I would settle for a dog. Dogs are almost as good. 

Today is going to be crazy busy. I work till five, during my lunch break I have to try and sneak in and get my drivers license renewed, because they think you need a new one when you turn 21. 
And then....the moment we've all (I've) been waiting for...
Jarod and me are going to town for no other reason than to have fun. No machinery parts, no errands, just dinner at a for real sit down restaurant (Applebee's here I come!) and then we are going to watch Ben Hur. 
Which I think will be really cool. Chariots, sibling rivalry, troubled past and all that. 

So, that's gonna be it for now. I wont bother showering you with empty promises to blog more. I'm trying to embrace the concept of under promise and over deliver. We shall see. 
Have a lovely day everyone!

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Ain't He Precious?

The question really is, who am I referring to with that title?


Or him?

And the winner is....


Ladies and gentlemen, meet the little guy. My hubby brought him to me during lunch break. 
It all started with a phone call that said I had a present. I figured it was for my upcoming birthday, so I asked if I could open it, to which the reply was "its not wrapped". So at lunch Jare goes to his pickup and returns with this little guy and drops him in my hand. 
Jarod informs me that his name is 'im. Because he found 'im. 
But my doppelganger has declared his name Frank. 
I don't know what I'm calling him yet, I just know he's a cute little bugger. 
Right now he's at work with me, in a kids Halloween bucket we use for decorations at times. He's being kind of wiggly. I can't wait to get him home and create a nice little home for him. 

Friday, August 5, 2016


Hi guys!! I'm in a pinch here. I have this lovely idea for a character, but she has no name. And I just can never really get going until the character has a name. I've kicked around so many, but none have really stuck. They're just too...normal. 

So, I'm turning to you, my lovely readers, and begging for some ideas. 

Here's a little bit of a blurb on her to possibly help spark some genius, and I'll post some picture inspiration below that. 

Alright, she has red hair that she usually wears in braids. And she's very flamboyant and spontaneous. Like one morning she would wake up and say today I'm a gypsy and do her hair and outfit accordingly and possibly even start looking to buy a motor home and go traipsing across the country. When she was young her mom was an aspiring musician and ended up becoming an alcoholic so her dad said that they needed to get some help or she had to leave and the mom decided to leave, well that really bothered this girl that her mom would willingly leave her and her twin sister. So this happened when she was like six and I'm thinking when she was 13 or so her dad remarried and the woman he married felt threatened by the way this girl mothered her sister so they really didn't get along at all, and I'm thinking when she turned sixteen and was legal to drive and get a job and such she just left. One of her quirks is that she always looks at the missing posters on store bulletin boards so see if they ever tried to look for her. So she is kind of an emotional basket case sometimes but she tries to suck it up and be strong that's why she pushes her happy go lucky side so hard. Also she has hyperthymesia which is like photographic memory, only real and proven. So when a person hears dates or times it randomly pulls up very vivid memories from their personal past that has to do with those dates and times. It's not controllable and makes it hard for people to be social and relate to the present since they're constantly watching their past like a movie. She's also got OCD and ADHD tendencies which is annoying because she's highly detailed and highly bored all at once. So she gets hobbies and gets really good at them then gets sick of them and moves on. So like painting, violin, etc. I think for the story she might decide to dabble in detective work on a whim and accidentally get caught up in something much bigger but I'm not sure what yet. I asked my husband and he just smiled and said he was going to take a shower and my sister liked the idea but wasn't sure about a plot. Anyway, she knows this guy, I think he might be a cop and he wants to date her but she is romantically clueless and totally misses it and is just his friend even though he cares and worries about her and puts up with her silliness and tries to keep her in the now. And she has some awkward girl friends who feel bad for her and try to set her up on blind dates and she always botched them bad and yes I am kind of excited about her.

I think she just generally has a fun, innocent look. Her clothes change all the time, so sometimes she's punk, sometimes she's chic, retro, etc. Whatever fancy strikes her. Her hair isn't a real bright, harsh red, its maybe just a bit redder than say, strawberry blond. 

Anyway, she needs a moniker, a John Henry, a name.