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There are people on the net that have nothing better to do with their time then be nasty to other people online. They post rude comments, spend hours a day talking about sites they hate so much, that they well, spend hours a day talking about them. (lame) They mock the owners and posters for their opinions and their right to free speech. They expect everyone to fit into their narrow-minded little world view or else they throw a temper tantrum.

To these people I say grow up.

Here's a bit of info people...the web is a HUGE place. If you don't like what I say here, or who I am, or what I do, or talk about, or what I look like, or the color of my hair, or whatever asinine thing you dwell on, go somewhere else. It's really, really easy. Honest. You just click the little "x" in the corner of your browser and *poof* the offending, big, mean and nasty site has disappeared.

I pay for this site. It's mine. That means I can use it for whatever the hell I want to. Don't like it if I'm bitching about something in my life? Oh fucking well. Go somewhere else. Think I'm stupid for expressing my thoughts? Too fucking bad, don't read them. Somewhere along the line, someone forgot this simple fact: Live and let live Don't like me, cool, fine, whatever, I don't care. This journal is NOT for you. It's for me. I'm not in it for popularity or fame or anything stupid like that. I write it because I need to write and express myself and get things out of my head sometimes. So read or don't, it doesn't matter, but don't waste my time (or yours) bitching about it.

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Monday, December 13, 2004

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a papercup...
It's been a busy and painful weekend. Saturday, my head started to hurt pretty bad and I ended up with a low/mid level migraine. Thankfully, I was still able to get around and run errands and not let it interfere too terribly much. Sunday though was another thing all together.

Sunday I made lasagne - a two hour process between cooking the components, assembly and cook time - for Love, my friend Rand and myself. Turned out yummy, but my head started to hurt pretty bad shortly after eating again. By 8pm, my body took over and I fell asleep on the couch. Love put me in bed to lay down for awhile and I slept until like 10:30pm. Got up, watched the last Dead Like Me episode on dvd but barely got through it. By then my head was full-blown migraine again and poor Love had to run out to try to find me some Migraine Ice at 11:30pm on a Sunday night. Went to bed around midnight and slept until about 10:30am.

All I want to do though today is curl back up in bed. I'm cold and feel worn out and despite having things to do, I don't want to do them. I don't have the energy. But I need to work on making a new batch of Santa Penguins for orders and since I had to go out and get more black clay yesterday, it's something I really need to do.

This weekend was chilly. Yesterday's high was only like 60F which might sound like a lot, but keep in mind, three days ago, it was 83F. Plus it was really, really windy and the wind had a bite to it.

We got our tree on Friday, put the lights on it Saturday and had planned to decorate it last night, but well, that didn't happen because of the migraine. I want to do it tonight though for sure. My Mom's coming by tomorrow and I'd like her to get to see it all decorated.

Here it is just with lights


The other creative christmasy thing I did this weekend was make a wreath. Seeing as I've never done anything like it before, I think it came out pretty nice. Grapevine wreath, clippings left over from my tree, some fake berries and voila!

Purdy and festive!


Oh and while I'm on a photo posting kick, here's one more. We were crossing the Bay Saturday and the clouds looked so amazing. Unbelievably close to the ground and the rays were just coming down on the other side. The photo doesn't do it justice, but it was taken from about ten miles away, speeding down the causeway at 70mph from within a vehicle.


Beyond all of that...I got my Secret Santa gift out, have two more packages that I'm waiting on the finishing touches to send (so, Lorena and Dawna, I didn't forget about you, honest!) a few more holiday cards going in the mailbox today, a necklace order and two penguin orders that I still have to make. Whew! Oh, and I listed a Marilyn Manson cd on ebay. I have no idea where it came from but it's still brand new, factory sealed. I found it in a box. I don't like Manson, so I thought someone might want to buy it on the cheap as a gift. So...feel free to take a peek and bid.

One last thing. Lately, my journal's been getting tons of hits. And I have no idea why. Most are drive-by google searches and I get that, but still, I'm seeing 150, 160, even 180 hits in a day! That's insane! What's even more insane is that no one comments. Ever. What's the deal? *grumbles* The only comments I get are on my LJ syndication. Which is fine and all, but my journal's home is here on the domain. And its getting tons of hits. So why doesn't anyone have anything to say about any of it? Baffles the mind.

Alright, stalling long enough. Time to decide if I'm going to cheat and cuddle in bed some more (pros: get warm / cons: potentially trigger a headache) or get dressed and do something (pros: get stuff done / cons: be cold and grumpy). Either way, out for now.