Christmas time is here!

(If you sang along to the song from Charlie Brown Christmas, You have already heard too much Christmas music this year.)

'Tis the season again and in every store you hear the merry jingles of Christmas music. Seeing as I work in one of those jingly environments, I have probably heard way too much Christmas music than is socially acceptable. The fact that I want to stab the stereo with a toothpick until it bleeds probably isn't socially acceptable either.

Do you know what else isn't socially acceptable? Bigotry.

I was serving a customer the other day and She told me not to wish her Happy Holidays because it offended her. "It is Christmas we are celebrating and if you aren't Christian you don't deserve to celebrate." I was taken aback by this statement because A.) it contradicts the majority of Christian teachings, B.) it offended me and C.) I couldn't believe how judgemental and rude people can be.

Sure there's the people who you pass, accidentally bump and they blow up in your face; but to intentionally mock a person because they don't believe what you do? That is wrong.

I am a Christian and what I believe to be true is that Jesus said love everyone. Not just the Baptists, the Lutheran, Catholics, Mormons and other Christian churches. He said everyone. Period. Just because some one calls God Allah, doesn't make it wrong. It is still God just in another language. He had different names in The Bible, (Jehovah, God, Messiah, etc.) so how is it any different?

Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, they are all part of a culture that is sacred to someone. Maybe not you. Maybe not me. But to someone. And that should be respected and not criticized. So when I say Happy Holidays I'm recognizing the fact that everyone may not believe what I do but I respect that and accept you for who you are. I'm not trying to be offensive, just the opposite actually. (And I also add New Years into that holiday good wishes package because it just makes the whole thing easier to wish in a shorter sentence.)

This wasn't meaning to sound preachy or anything but I just wanted to put my two sense out there for you all to read.

So Happy Holidays everyone! I hope yours is as cheerful it possibly can be!

I'm mad.

I had to work Thanksgiving. It's like family values don't even exist anymore! Sure I'm thankful to have a job, but it is disgusting at how everything has become a price tag. Thanksgiving is about spending time with your family and friends eating and having a good time. Not out spending money on stuff you can get the next day.

I was wished a happy black Friday from a guy that I talk to every now and then. He didn't even mention Thanksgiving.  It makes me sick at how people think they need to buy others love.

Anywho, I'm done with my rant.

I survived the black Friday rush! 9-4. Ewwwww. So I got none of my Christmas shopping got done. I just might buy everyone zombies. It's easy enough, and they come with free shipping.

Wonderful Wednesday: #1

So I decided that I'm going to be on here more often. Now that I have a job and what not I dispense my crazy all over my co workers and I have nothing to write at the end of the day. BUT also at work, while I'm ringing up people, they ask me how I'm doing and I always say wonderful. A lot of them are shocked and say "That's good! That's a rare thing now days." And so I'm starting to do Wonderful Wednesday where I write ten things that happened this week (last Wed. to this Wed.) that were wonderful. 

1: 

I donated blood.

I always wear something Batman or Superman related when I do this because I'm being a super hero too.And my dad came with me so we got to be super together!

2:

I bought a candle.

This may not seem like much, but smells can trigger different things in your brain. Therefore it changes the atmosphere of my room to (in this case) fruity pebble land.

3:

I got to talk to my grandma. 

I don't do this nearly often enough. She really is a wonderful lady.

4:

 I found this picture.

 

5:

I found a recipie I want to try.

I love baking and this happens to be a peanut butter oreo brownie recipie that I don't know if I will be able to resist.

6:

I ate Nutella.

'Nuff said.

7:

I didn't have to leave church early to go to work. 

This has been a rare occurrence since I started working. I'll take that shift again in a heartbeat!

8:

I got vacation time off to go to Colorado for Christmas!

That's right! If you want to see me, let me know and we will figure something out.

9:

I watched a few episodes of Bones.

 I love this show. I had a boyfriend who would call me Bones because He found out that her and I act a lot alike.

10:

I started blogging again.

'Nuff said.

I got yelled at for not being funny anymore.

So I'm going to try better to be hilarious.

We had a tornado warning today at work and I'm pretty sure I had a mini panic attack. I was standing, re-rolling ribbon and talking to myself to not panic and to relax. I'm pretty sure my co-workers thought I was going to run around or assume the fetal position, suck my thumb and call for my mommy. I calmed down after a bit but I was pretty terrified... Especially when I found out I would have to hide in the bathrooms. (Ewwwww.)

I was thinking about some short stories that I had written and remembered one that I wrote my Sophomore year in English. I'll post it somewhere and let you guys have a look-see. The premise is a girl who moves to a new town, makes a new friend, goes to a party, and then clowns ruin everything! Totally original right? You would think not... but it's quite Stephen King-esk. Here's a tip. Don't drink the juice box.

http://www.inkpop.com/node/585653/read

Forgive me for my slightly twisted mind. I also apologize for the jumpiness of it all... I was a sophomore for heavens sake!

Shazzam!

Ok, so the last post was a bust. THAT'S OK! I'll just figure out another way to do awesome things.

So my brother wrote me a letter the other day and I read it and I even replied within a couple of days. *gasp* It's like a trend or something.

So I'm starting to look for colleges and what not to apply to. right now the applications include, Northwest Community College, Mitchell Community College, and my brainstem (because there's a lot of awesome in there.) I've also opened a bank account. This whole growing up and becoming responsible thing kind of sucks. I'm not sure if I approve yet.

Sorry I haven't been posting much. I tend to forget once I zone out after work and watch various videos online.Please someone comment to me!!! I'll post about this hilarious conversation I had with a friend if I get 2 comments! :D The conversation was about meth and the floor. Just sayin...

I'm starting something! I need your help!

So for awhile I was making pillows and donating them to the Children's Hospital. Now that we are settled into a place I want to get back into it and I want to make it into an organization. I want to call it Pillows for Patients. If any of you want to be apart of it let me know! Whether it's a donation (fabric, thread, stuffing, money) getting a group together and having a pillow day, or whatever you want let me know! My email is jay_girl6233@live.com and put in the subject line Pillows for Patients.

Since I work at a Michael's store I see craft ideas all the time and I think it would be a fun idea to do a link party homemade gift exchange to celebrate the holidays! To participate shoot me an email with the subject line Holiday gift exchange along with your shipping address, name, and anything else you deem important. I will pair you with someone and you guys will be exchange partners. (It's like Secret Santa only cooler!) Rules are you have to make a gift and send it with in the time period. Send me an email between the dates Nov. 10-Nov. 17 and have your gift sent to your partner in time for Christmas! Also post pictures of your beautiful gifts.

May the force be with you.

My dad and I were unpacking more boxes yesterday which is usually a boring task but one box I unpacked made me extremely excited. It was a box of DVDs which was alright but it held a special treat for me. Inside the box was Indiana Jones. Four whole movies of sexiness. I'm totally having a marathon soon.

Yesterday I finished another craft project too! I'm going to use it to hang necklaces and bracelets and what not.

I'm trying to figure out stuff to make a shop with and sell. So any ideas please comment! I would love to hear from the peanut gallery.

Oh family. What a wonderful thing.

So today I had a couple of packages come to me from my mom in Wyoming. I didn't know this until I groggily dragged my lazy butt downstairs this morning to find my step mom sitting at the table enjoying her blogging. Casual conversation, possible breakfast, then suddenly she got really excited. "Oh yeah! You got some boxes from your mom yesterday. Bring them over here so we can see what she sent you!"

The first box contained pillowcases and my stuffed cat fluffy. At first I thought she had sent me my twin bed sheets instead of my full, alas she sent me my full bed sheet pillowcases. (I'm fairly certain the rest of the sheets are on their way.)

The next box I open I wasn't quite sure what it was going to be. I flipped open everything and I pulled out... A package of pads. And then another one. And then a box of super tampons. And then panty liners. First things that I pull out! I wasn't even expecting them but I'm kind of grateful because it'll save me money later on! Next I pull out various scalp shampoos for my boarder-line seriosis and lotions and ointments for my not so boarder-line excema. This I was expecting.

Last but not least I pulled out three little boxes of plastic toothpicks provided by our family dentist.

I love my mom and the random stuff she sends me. It made every ones day first thing in the morning.

A poem.

I haven't posted in a couple of days and I really don't know what to type about. I think I'm talking way too much about myself instead of the random ideas that pop into my head that people might actually find interesting. So here I am going to post a poem (actually lyrics) that I wrote about a year or so ago. Enjoy! P.S. please don't ask if I'm depressed because of this poem. I promise I'm not! I was in a band that was into lyrics like this.

Breaking Me

No one here can understand me.

You can’t possibly know my shame.

Love and lies blind me.

And who says I’m to blame?

Please don’t try to get on the other side.

I can’t stand your ideology

Placements in time pull us into the tide,

Into a close proximity

Chorus:

Can’t they see?

The more they push and push me,

The closer, closer I come to breaking.

Leave me be.

I don’t want you worries and concerns.

Can’t you see?

You’re breaking, breaking me.

I’m searching for something

I know I won’t find.

Tears stream down,

blinding my eyes.

Faster I spiral out of control,

A marionette for life.

Don’t follow my tracks,

I’m fine on my own.

My glass shoes are shattered,

my soles are bleeding,

but I walk this road alone.

Chorus:

Can’t they see?

The more they push and push me,

The closer, closer I come to breaking.

Leave me be.

I don’t want you worries and concerns.

Can’t you see?

You’re breaking, breaking me.

Slide, slide, slide.

Down the slippery slope I call life.

I’m falling, falling towards the sky.

Claustrophobic and in your sights.

Shoot me down,

I don’t care.

I’m already free.

Chorus:

Can’t they see?

The more they push and push me,

The closer, closer I come to breaking.

Leave me be.

I don’t want you worries and concerns.

Can’t you see?

You’re breaking, breaking me.

I did it!

I got  my superhero made! And might I say she is looking freaking awesome.

Also can I just that the world is also freaking awesome because there are so many colors on the trees!!! Honestly, in Wyoming the leaves turn brown and fall off the trees in about a week. It's almost Halloween, there are still some green leaves but there is also brown, red, gold, purple, and yellow. Holy shapoopy it's beautiful!

I also love Halloween. What other time do you get to dress up and pass candy out to little kids? Well unless your some kind of creeper, it's only on Halloween or a parade or random dress up charity event. Well this year I didn't get a costume done so I'm going to dress up and a street performer and wear my torn jeans and layer on the jackets. At least I'll be warm!

Want to make your own superhero? Here's a link. And don't forget to share it with me! 
http://marvel.com/games/cyos

*Insert interesting title here*

I had some pretty funny stuff to blog about today but none of it stuck in my head so we will just have to make do with what I randomly come up with right now.

So I've decided that Superman is creeping up my awesome superheros list. In fact he is almost parallel to Batman. I made myself a Capt'n Justus superhero person but the stupid computer lost internet right when I was about to save it. I shall prevail! Unless any one of you want to make one for me (or Super Spud. That my superhero's alter-ego hero.)

Tonight was my night to make dinner and it turned out pretty good. It had corn and tomatoes and shrimp that didn't taste fishy! You know like in shrimp cocktails how they sometimes have that nasty fishy taste that make you want to spit it out? Well these didn't have that taste and I'm as to why. It makes no sense. Regardless it was delicious.

I have demands for more artwork from my family. Apparently they all really liked my flower and decided that they wanted something too. Since I'm incredibly nice and amazing I will do this. I don't know when they will be done, but it will be done!

Do you want to be an enabler? Of course you do! Share my blog to others so they can be distracted from non-important things like work, cleaning, and watching after their kids. They will thank you.

It shocks me every time.

Well folks, I did it. I fell among the ranks of women who have colored their hair. I am now a brunette. It's actually quite fetching and I do love the color a lot, but every time I look in the mirror, I give myself a little mini heart attack because I think it's someone else. (Possibly Bloody Mary?) I'm not going to lie it's rather fun changing your hair. I might get a wave perm at some point now.

So I started my job last week and so far it's pretty grand. I get to help kids and talk to mean rushed people in the checkout line, and see freaky people in leopard skin skirt with a tacky top (as if the skirt wasn't enough.) It's great!

I haven't decided what I'm going to be for Halloween and it's bothering me. Everything I find is either way to complicated, ugly, or would make me look like a five cent hooker so I'm not sure what I shall do. I love celebrating holidays so I must find something or else I might possibly self combust.

I don't have anything clever to say at this time. Just keep being awesome yo.

Secret agent Polar Bear!!!

Sorry I haven't been posting a lot I got a job and I went on vacation so I've been a teeny bit preoccupied. No worries though! I got ferociously told to write more often and so I shall.

This weekend I went back up to West Virginia to see some friends and I had a blast. One of the first things that I did was go to Wal*Mart with my good friend, my step mom, and my good friend's mom. My friend (Morgan) and decided to go off and look at hats and what not. We ended up donning hats and sunglasses and stalked our moms. We even took stalker pictures of them. It was pretty awesome, we even got our hats as a tribute to the trip. Morgan looks like a polar bear wearing hers.

Next I went to a party at my church where I got to see a bunch of my friends. (I didn't even realize I had so many friends!) We played volleyball, carved pumpkins, and shook our boo-tays to some music. Luckily, the volleyball didn't attack my face like it usually tries to. It tried at one point but my ninja reflexes got it just before it struck a fatal blow. My Batman pumpkin turned out pretty epic as well. And HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BUDDY CHARLIE! I don't know if you read this but there you go :).

When I got to my friends house, my step mom, Morgan, Morgan's mom, and our friend (a boy Jordan) decided to go on a late night doughnut run. It is about 11:30 at night at this point mind you. The whole way to the doughnut shop, and back we were all laughing and making comments about the balls on Morgan's polar bear hat. We got home and om nommed on the treats and played games until the wee hours of 2 in the morning when Jordan went home and everyone crashed into a sugar comma.

The next day I awoke at noon and we had an epic afternoon of mexican food, street fairs, sexy band singers (who also played guitar. He was oh so sexy and i wanted his number... But I had to leave :'( ) and again shaking of the boo-tay. (My sister and I danced the macareana in the middle of the restaurant.) This was followed by getting ready for Morgan's homecoming dance complete with 2-3 hours of curling my hairs. I'm thinking I just might get a wavy perm. Anywho, we spent a long time with pictures (even in my curlers) and then went to the dance. We all shook our boo-tay all night long lol.

Needless to say this weekend has been great and I miss all of my friends and our shaking madness. I didn't want to leave (I even cried a little, silly emotions) but alas, I am back in North Carolina with my blue room and my job. Next adventure, I shall take over the world. Or just possibly the kids art department... or become Superwoman... Either way I would be super awesome.

Imma 5-star superstar!

I finished my art series I've been working on for awhile! I'm not sure what I'm calling it but it's awesome :). Letters keep streaming in the mailbox for me! I like to think of it as fan mail even though it's birthday stuff still. I always wanted fan mail... Anywho it's great!

I also was sent some pics from my graduation and so I'll post those on Facebook when I get the chance. I got a job as well so I'll have a lot more stories to blog about once I start meeting people and have strange conversations with them.

Also I was informed that my last blog kinda sounded like I had made the decision to go back to the Marines. This all depends on if my discharge papers have gone through or not so there are no final choices made at this time.

I still want a hedgehog. They are so. Freaking. Adorable.

Well... I'm just going to go water my turtle...

I actually don't have a turtle. But they are adorable. Same with hedgehogs.

But it turns out that my Marines paperwork might not have gone through so I might be going to boot camp in a couple of weeks... My poor Nutella belly... I've neglected my fitness so it will be quite the difficult 12 weeks if I do go. The thing is... I kind of want to go into training. I liked my time in the DEP (delayed entry program) and I liked the people I encountered. I think it would be good for me.

On the other hand, I would miss out on a lot. I would miss my nieces birth and being an older sister and being a part of a whole family. I wouldn't go to college like a normal person my age and have a job (which I still have yet to get one.)

I originally enlisted for the wrong reasons. I wanted to get away from Torrington and everything that came with it. (except my friends. I love my friends.) I just wanted out, and when I went to my dad's house this summer, I found a way out with out a contract and so I wanted to do that instead. I dropped out of enlistment to be with my family. I love my family, but I broke a promise.

If I get another opportunity to be a Marine, I will probably take it. I don't want to be known as someone who goes back on their word, or is too afraid to go through with things. I want to be someone who holds onto their commitment no matter what. Everything will be here when I get back but the Marines won't wait forever. I have my whole life for college and building a career and a  family, but I only have now to keep a promise I made March 14, 2011 at the Denver MEPS.

I love my family, and I love my country. I want to be a Marine for the right reasons now. To serve, to protect, for honor, commitment, courage.

I'm not one in a million type of girl. That means that there are over 750,000 other girls just like me out in the world. I'm just me and I want to do what's best for me.

I can't believe I actually made it this far!

Some of you know that it is my birthday today. Yep! 'Tis 'tis. I had a great day too! This morning I woke up and it was raining. I love rain. so I got up looked out my window and thought to myself "Self, it's your birthday. Make some pancakes!" And so I did. So as I ate my pancakes I sat and watched Charmed and then played deBlob on the Wii. I quickly got bored so I took a shower and cleaned my room and did laundry. My sister came home and said Hi then slapped my face. Once she realized it was my birthday she gave me a hug, (got to love abusive siblings.) Dad locked himself out of the Suburban and everyone was running around looking for the spare key for a bit. My carpel tunnel flared up again for some reason too. We had a delicious dinner after everyone was home and then I started drawing. (I'm working on the last piece of my series. Whoop!)

My buddy came over then and gave me flowers, a movie, and brownies. We watched the movie which turned into him tickling me. A lot. For those of you who know me, you know how much I LOVE to be tickled. (Sarcasm.) The brownies were good and so was the movie and the roses are currently decorating my new dresser.

My good friend that I said I would mention later on called me too and we talked about nonsensical things and it totally made my night.

I had a great day. :) Since my family had other responsibilities tonight we are going to celebrate tomorrow with a fancier dinner and presents. (not that it's important... It's just awesome.)


Also thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday! You guys rock!

Sorry there isn't much here. I'm super tired and all hyped up on brownie and that's a bad combo for me... I start talking about weird things like turtles, eggs, or guns... Not necessarily in that order either.

Baby, baby, baby, Oh! Look! Finger puppets!

So my dad and I put together my dresser today. After a few mistakes and heart attacks it was finished, miraculously unscathed by my clumsiness.  It looks incredible too! I can't wait to fill it with my underwear and freaking awesome socks!

So today I was at church and I was minding my own business when I started to get really bored. Normally I can pay attention better but sitting in the same chair for two hours listening to people talk just isn't cooperative to my attention span. Luckily I had many distractions such as my sister and dad playing hangman on her iTouch, a blank program that begged to be doodled upon and toddlers sitting in the row in front of us.

After awhile, I started to run out of room on my program, hangman became tedious and I was getting bored again and I was wishing I was back on my bed asleep. Then one of the toddlers in front of us threw a finger puppet at me. I had been admiring it from afar and even expressed my strong desire to play with the turtle and the frog to my step mom. This seemed like a good opportunity to make my dreams come true so I picked up the battered puppet and stuck it on my finger. The baby squealed in delight and started to throw all of them at me and so I took advantage of the situation and played until they were all slimey with baby spit. I draw the line at saliva no matter how cute and felty the little creatures are. Baby toys are incredible.

I also have a job interview lined up for tomorrow at Michael's craft store. I'm super excited for this because it's one step closer to an actual job and saving for a car then being a working poor white girl as opposed to a poor white girl.  i would much rather have something to do all day and be poor than do nothing and be poor. One way I'm actually productive and will feel all cool and what not.

Also I have two days until my birthday. I feel awesome.

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's a... Mattress???

I have an incredible story for you all today.

My family and I went to IKEA today to buy some bedroom furniture for my sister and I. This store is absolutely incredible. It's pretty much a furniture mall complete with two stories, a food court and shopping carts. I'm sure we spent 2 hours just walking let alone actually trying to find something to buy. I recommend it for daily exercise.

My sister got a really nice desk and bookshelf set and I got a dresser and a new mattress! It is awesome. As we went to leave my dad discovered that the mattresses didn't quite fit into Suburban like we had planned. IKEA provides a plastic twine for situations like this so we got some and tethered the bed to the top of the car.

We live about a half an hour away so we were driving along the interstate when we start worrying about the bed. The wind was catching it a little and making the top one shift a little and float kind of. My step mom kept watching them to make sure they were ok. This is when my dad decided to make a joke along the line of "your mom" or "that's what she said." My step mom looked away and we all heard a THUDUNK. in the rear view mirror I see my new mattress set taking flight across the interstate like it was freaking Batman.

Dad stopped the car and backed as far as he could to them and hopped out of the car. the next thing I know he is running through traffic and carrying the box spring along with him. He waits awhile and then darts again in a space of cars, only this time he stops in the middle of the road and does a few jumping jacks and keeps running. He saved my mattress and managed not to get killed. I have an epic dad.

We continued our journey home with no seats available to my sister and I (Dad and step mom managed to get my bed into the back of the car) so I sat up front with my dad and step mom (thank goodness I'm a little person) and my sister got to chill in the back with the IKEA items.

Moral of this story:

• IKEA box springs will survive a 15 foot drop
• IKEA twine sucks
• Jumping jacks in the middle of an interstate will help you save mattresses
• Saturday's with the Justus's are awesome.

PS no one got in a crash or anything due to the mattress mishap. I'm sure this story will show up somewhere else... How many times do you get to see mattresses act like Batman?

Boo Ya! My toes look like hotdogs!

Howdy! Again!

Our furniture has arrived and so now we are no longer on air mattresses. I'm totally pumped because the floor was a little bit drafty. My family is also going to IKEA today after dinner to get bedroom furniture so I can actually start decorating!

I don't have much to say on this one but we finally have internet so I'll be posting more! Whoop! Also my birthday is coming up soon! For those of you who don't know me I freaking love birthdays. They are awesome. think of awesome sauce on a bun with Nutella and a freaking rainbow and that's how awesome birthdays are. I'm excited for this one too because I'm turning 19! I'm old! *Sigh*

That's about all I have to say. No new opinions about anything or cool ideas... My mind needed a break from so much amazing things.

If there is something you want my opinion on please feel free to comment and give me suggestions. I'm open to anything!

P.S. My toes do look like hotdogs. I thanks my father for that... He has hotdog toes too.

Baha! No why

We are officially moved into our new house! Though we are sleeping on air mattresses and eating food that never has to be warmed up it's great! The people who have stored all of our furniture and such won't be here until Tuesday so it's been fun wearing socks and sliding around on the hardwood like an Olympic gold medalist. Everything is really echoy right now until the furniture comes so I've been talking really soft (yes. I am actually capable of doing this.) and taking phone calls in my closet where it doesn't resonate quite so much. Besides, the best place to have a phone conversation is in a closet.

I had an over the phone (but not in my closet) interview today with a creative arts company for a possible job! If I get accepted, then I'll be teaching dance, music, drama, and helping with other arts. I'm going to slowly corrupt the minds of today's youth with this job. They will be brainwashed into creating only incredibly beautiful things! And then covering the world with it all. Best. Job. Ever.

I'm also working on a drawing  that will totally rock the world. And possibly self-combust due to it's sexyness. I will post pictures when it's finished and then again when it's finished destroying itself. (I kid. It's taking me a long freaking time to do this, I'm not going to let it die in the hands of anarchy and pyrotechnics.)

Thanks to you guys who have subscribed! My day gets a little brighter each time someone does :). And here's a shout out to all those Russians who are reading my blog: You are awesome.

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Sorry for the delay! Lobsters ate my socks.

Howdy y'all! Sorry it took me awhile to get back on. I was kind of in a funk but now I'm not!

I've discovered how to cure world hunger. Everyone would take a blimp ride while making delicious sandwiches and putting them into baggies. Then they would be dropped where they would be needed. (The sandwiches, not the people.) On the plus side if it doesn't work, is everyone would get a complementary blimp ride.

Also our family finally found a house to live in! Hooray! My room is bright blue. Prefect to mask my deep dark and dangerous plotting. I also have job interviews. They are for ballroom dancing. Thankfully my two left feet haven't grown completely back yet so I don't have to hack off too much of it.

Plus I have a new jar of Nutella. And macaroons. Everything gets better with Nutella and macaroons.

Also I think I made ants who read this blog angry. They've started attacking my room... one was flying around in it today. I think I heard it swearing at me and saying I was giving ants a bad name, but that could've just been the humming of their wings. Or the ghost.

Finally! A not so boring night!

I finally had an adventure this week! Huzzah! My family and I went to dinner and a movie just for the heck of it (probably to get me out of the house before I started hissing at sunlight.) I love my family, they make my life awesome.

The night started at Ruby Tuesday's where we got scrumptious food and an ogling from the waiter. We got our drinks and straws and I thought it would be funny to shoot the cover at my step mom since she was teasing me. The cover did a swan dive and landed on a table filled with old ladies. I knew then it would be an awesome night.

My dad and I went to get some salad at the salad bar which is perfectly normal for hungry people. At some point Dad decided I need spinach greens on my plate and brings it upon himself to help me out. I then receive a generous helping and he proceeds to ask if I want other various veggies to go with it.

Dad: Do you want onions?
Me: I've already got some thanks.
Dad: Do you want peas?
Me: No. I would've gotten them if I had passed, but thanks.
Dad: Green bell peppers?
Me: No thank you!
Dad: What about tomatoes?
Me: I already passed them.
Dad: But they're good for your prostate!
Me: Dad... I. Don't. Have. One.

After that we sat down and shared some light banter between the family (I stabbed my sister's hand at some point with my fork) and then went to the movies. One For The Money is coming out soon (if you don't know what that book is, shame on you twice) and it makes me want to start reading the books again. They are epic.

We saw Abduction though and throughout the entire show, my sister and I were making comment after comment on Hollywood mistakes and how delicious Taylor is.We got in trouble... Probably won't be the last time either.

On the car ride home we decided that Ruby Tuesday's drugged us while we weren't looking. This led to a headbutt between sister and I during a song we were jammin to. No one wins in a headbutt. Unless a possible concussion is a win. To top it off, My ex-boyfriend friend called and everyone decided that they were going to kick him in the shins when he comes to visit. He's been forewarned to bring shin gards and cup. That might not even save him from my sister... She's a plotter, and she plots evil things.

Basically this is a had-to-be there-moment night but it was fabulous. The only thing that would've made it better would be if there was Nutella somehow involved.

Lack of interesting topics...

I've had a lack of life this week so I have no interesting life stories to share with y'all. Sincerest apologies.Giant Man Eating Ants are a pressing issue that I would like to discuss though.

Imagine this. Ants that are people size. And all the different kinds of ants too! Poisonous ones! Those sons of bugs are hard enough to kill as is, the military would have to invent bullets just to dent their exoskeletons. The waste lands would be horrible too! Miles and miles of ant spit and dirt. (I wonder if ants get bad breath?) If this ever happens I pray that NASA has discovered how to make people live on the moon. Or underwater.

Also I would like to add that serrated edged sporks are the superior eating utensil. You can eat anything with that sucker. A foon is pretty awesome too... though it's not serrated. I still approve.

Well, I have nothing left to write about. I'll try and have some fun and actually have social interactions with people this weekend so I can tell you all about it. No promises though... two weeks and counting since I've talked to someone who wasn't trying to sell me food.

I'm also working on writing my books again (Yes plural. One is happy, one is sad, and one is sadistic. Stephen King would be proud. Might even shed a happy sadistic tear with me.)

Speaking of which... I'm out of Nutella...That is unfortunate.

Mmmm... Waffle House. How wonderful to eat you again.

For the past 4 days I have been in the house doing nothing but watching Charmed on Netflix. It makes me want to have awesome witchy powers to vanquish demons with. Regardless, I haven't been outside for longer than three minutes at all this week. The only reason I was outside was to let the dogs pee. Dad and I took an adventure today though! To Waffle House! Their oh so delicious waffles and hashbrowns... Ughh... I salivate just thinking about the place. But it was another epic adventure with my dad with tons of interesting dialogue that I'm sure you all would've found hilarious, but my brain has been zapped due to lack of fresh air. Therefore, no funny commentary. My deepest apologies.

Ladies, sometimes you just have to wear your heels for no good reason. Yesterday I got up off the couch feeling all lousy for not having done anything productive and I decided to take a shower. Then I thought to myself "Self, you should break in your heels. Not only that, you should dress up a little and make yourself feel pretty." And so I did. I blow dried my hair, put on my nice jeans and top, and then strapped on my shoes. I got some laundry done as well as progressed on my baby nieces present. (I'm going to be an auntie!! I am SO. FREAKING. EXCITED.) It's amazing how productive you can be when you feel pretty! My sister (the not preggers one) walked in the door and immediately asked me why I was wearing heels if all I was going to do was sit on the couch all day. I'm a woman. I don't need a reason.

Sorry for the lamenisity that was this post but like a stated earlier, my brain is zapped and therefore so is my creative things... Next time I'll tell you my opinion on mutant ants that take over the world or something to that effect.

It's a ghost! A ghost I say! With fab purple shoes I might add...

 Hello again. :)

I have become a believer. In ghosts. These things are freaking scary! Current ghost encounters include the TV turning on and off all by it's lonesome, doors opening and closing, mirrors tilting, weird noises, lights flickering... Basically your normal ghostly things. All I have to say is that thing better keep it's distance otherwise I'm going to have to resort to kicking it in the exoplasm. Or run screaming from the house like the little girl I am on the inside.

My brother wrote me a letter today! For those who don't know, I'm Mormon. My brother is currently out on his mission and so I haven't seen him in about two years. I miss him to Reese's Pieces! But back to what I was saying, he wrote me :). It's like Christmas in July (or in this case September) whenever I get a letter. It's even better when I get a letter from him though. I do a little dance when no one is watching.

I got a new pair of shoes this weekend too. I don't have a lot of super girly qualities, but one guilty pleasure is shoes. Heels in particular. (A girl has to make up for height somehow.) These make me feel like a diva. A foxy. 5'6". Diva. My dad liked them too! And he gave me a boost of confidence to go with them!

Dad: Those look great in jeans!
me: I know right?! They are SO cute!
Dad: You could totally wear them on dates. Well, if you ever date again. 
me: Yes! That sounds like a great idea! I could grow up and be a... Umm... What's the word I'm looking for?
Dad: Spinster? Cat lady?
me: Hermit. I'm going to be a hermit.

Is family allowed to come and visit? If they are, the hermit community better watch out. It'll be a party!
I'm sure I will make a great hermit. As long as I can have internet... You guys would miss me. :) It's all for you.

Agh!!! My Caramel got in my bangs!

Yesterday was the Apple Harvest festival downtown of where I'm currently and let me tell you something. It was freaking awesome! Most people don't get all excited about that kind of stuff but I LOVE carnivals and festivals. I got a delicious caramel apple (which proceeded to go everywhere other than where I wanted it to go) and a peacock feather in my hair! There were tons of booths set up and it was awesome to see a bunch of the crafts that people were selling.

Here are some of the highlighted crafts.

• Football candles in wine glasses (so you can have a romantic night before the superbowl then party hardy the next day)
• Watches. Some people made watches and they were so cool!
• Melted wine bottles. They made them into bowls and platters with cute little cheese knives and everything!
• Pop can airplanes. Some guy made AIRPLANES out of SODA CANS! There were pinwheels and such but all I could think of was how aerodynamic the planes were. My step mom made the comment "I hope everyone is up one their tetnas shot." Yes I am. I want to play with one. Regardless of the shiny sharp edges. 
• Of course the food was everywhere!!! What festival is complete without funnel cakes, cotton candy and fresh lemonade? A bad festival. This one had at least three vendors of each! Plus caramel apples, fried apple pie, hush puppies... It smelled fabulous! These southern people really know the way to my cholesterol infested heart. I had a chocolate banana popsicle for the first time too. Yummmm!

All this place needed was a ferris wheel and a fun house and it would've been a party on Main. (It got pretty dang close, but all good parties have a fun house.)

Writing on the Seven Seas causes messy handwriting.

I just applied for a scholarship so I might have maybe one on my arms to keep! I followed their rules and wrote and essay on whatever I wanted to talk about. This is, no lie, what I said. I pray that they have a sense of humor like The Bloggess.

I would like to discuss something that will become a great concern in our future and how I can help. This concern is the zombie apocalypse. I'm sure that you are terrified (publicly or privately) about this coming to pass. I, for one, have a weapons arsenal and a fort (with food storage) already figured out for when this happens. It will be an awful time in everyone's lives and only the few and strong will survive. "What will happen to these survivors in the end?" They will need provisions, warmth, and comfort. “How can a young skinny white girl help with this?” I’m going to culinary school. By winning this scholarship, I will be able to go to the Art Institute of Charlotte and learn by professionals how to cook food for any crowd (including zombie survivors).  Who knows, you could be one of those survivors in need of a nice meal after a terrible war. I would be able to provide you with this meal if I have the funds to go to culinary school. You never know when the zombies will strike, and when it’s all over, I will be there to cook a feast for you and your loved ones. Help me help you and please consider me for the scholarship.

I think I deserve at least something for creativity.

You're killin me man! And my little dog too!

Howdy y'all!

Well I need to make a slight edit to my previous post. The boyfriend is now just a friend but he is no less awesome. He still might be mentioned in the future. Maybe if he's so lucky.

So, there are a few things that I want to talk about. Crying, Tuition for college and Nutella.

Crying. It's the most rediculous thing ever! I mean seriously? The man upstairs must have been laughing his butt off when he came up with this one. "Let's make salt water leak out their eyes! I bet no one has come up with that one yet... It will be awesome!" No. It's not awesome. With the whole leaky water deal comes with a whole bucket of nasty. Capt'n Justus Does not approve this message. Sometimes I wish I was a sociopath just so I wouldn't cry. (I think it would be quite interesting not to feel anything really... I might try it for one day and see how it goes.) However, humanity is quite lucky in being with one less crazy person. They wouldn't be able to handle it. I'm a wily one.

Tuition costs are ridiculous. Not only will I lose both arms and both legs going to school but I'm pretty sure that I'll have to sell my kidneys and half of my liver as well. The Art Institute will be a great place to study! When I'm nursed back to health and have prosthetics. An associates degree for culinary arts is $44,303 not including the books and the $800 for a set of uniforms and knives. My dad said the following: "You need to be sure this is what you want to do. Like Pregnancy sure! No turning back afterwards!" I love my family. If you want to see me as a whole human being, I suggest you come and visit me before January. Otherwise, it was nice knowing you all at a semi-reasonable height.

Nutella. Mana from heaven. Spread of the gods. I love this stuff. I might create a whole left side of the menu around Nutella. If you haven't tried it, you need to. If you refuse to try it, you will no longer be my friend. Ever. Unless you try it.

Give me topics on which you want me to discuss. I will give you my opinion on them... And possibly a wounded soul. Occupational hazard I guess. (I'm not sure how many different topics I can come up with one my own unless you want to read about cows and toenail clippings.)

Love,
Capt'n Justus

I'm back and I'm all sassy with a side of salt.

I haven't been on here much because I had school and now I'm graduated and have nothing to do. So I decided that it was time to blog once more! It's been a year since I've posted anything so I will give y'all a quick update on what's been hangin'.

• I was in high school with my senior year.
• I enlisted in the Marine Corps.
• I graduated high school and went to my dad's for the summer.
  
• I became un-enlisted.
• I've applied for cooking school.
• I have an awesome boyfriend that I met this summer. (I say this because I will mention him in my blogs.)
• I have an awesome best friend that I miss dearly. (She will be mentioned as well.)
• I moved in with my dad, step-mom, and sister.

This was the sparknotes version. The book will be written in about 10 years (give or take a few) and you can read about it then.

So here are a few things about me that you should know before you start reading my stuff. I'm fairly certain that I'm becoming an insomniac, hence the more time on my hands. Also, this has caused me to have more abnormal thoughts and so the things I might say could be offensive. I don't mean to be rude, it's just the zombie virus taking a hold of my braincells. On that note, I might add that I'm fairly certain that I will be the beginning of the zombie apocalypse. Luckily for humanity, I will probably be shot before I infect anyone.

I hate squirrels, polka, and stupidity. I love people watching, quirky things, and my big happy family. I have a few loose wires up top and so a few of my things could be off the wall. I love The Bloggess and Pink (the person, not the color). They are personal heros of mine. They're all "we are going to be awesome and you're going to be jealous." I plan on being like that. Unfortunately, I'm a procrastinator and so I will only be a tiny amount of awesome for the time being. A tiny awesome, but awesome none the less.

I'm 5'3". My shoe size is an 8 on a good day. My ring size is about a 5.5. I'm small. Don't be hatin'. Small people will rule the world one day. You might not see us coming, but we will take over regardless of your high status. My whole family is at least 6 inches taller than me, except for my mom. She's shorter than me, poor woman.

I think this is all I'm going to write for now. Later I'll start writing about actual topics but for this one I'm just letting you get to know me a little. Just a little, not too much.