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Reminder...

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.

*gets off soapbox*


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Saturday, March 26, 2005

FUCK
I just wasted an entire day and $120. You've got to be fucking kidding me. My new plan was supposed to save me money. $120 for the year instead of $160. It was supposed to give me more room and more transfer. And it was supposed to be fucking easy.

Turns out, that the way THEY do it, they only give me ONE cpanel login. So when I set up giveneyestosee.com as my primary domain, that's the only login I get. Drinkdeeplyanddream.com doesn't get a login which means it doesn't get a catch-all email address. Which means it does me zero fucking good. Which means I now have to find ANOTHER host, move everything AGAIN, file for a refund with the host I just switched to AND get it all done before fucking MONDAY when my old host plan expires.

You've got to be fucking kidding me. Godfuckingdammit I'm so fucking pissed right now. A full fucking domain means a full fucking domain. Not one fucking domain and a fucking bullshit alias.

I'm so fucking pissed off right now you don't even know.

This is a Test
Let's see if I'm resolving now on the new host and whether or not it works to publish it. If you see this entry, then you're seeing the new location.

DDD isn't resolved as far as I can tell...


(note: 3/27/05 @ 1:40am: If you see this, you're actually BACK on the OLD server after discovering the new one had one major flaw - see next entry for info.)

Friday, March 25, 2005

Switch-A-Roo!
Sssh. Don't tell my host but I'm currently getting ready to swap to someone else. Though I was mostly trouble-free, poor Orb had TONS of problems. Luck of the server. Same host, no service though for her. Not worth investing another full year knowing it could happen to my server next.

So anyway, just a note that my site may or may not be having some downtime in the next 24-48 hours (potentially up to 72 hours) do to the swap and the DNS changeover and propigation. You can find me on my LiveJournal account if you really need me and you can always email me at memoryanddream@gmail.com (for the next few days do NOT send to the domain email or it may get lost in the switch).

For now, I leave you with something humorous. There's a big debate online about the lyrics to the show, Family Guy's opening lyrics. Seems people thought it used to be "effin cry" but it's officially listed as "laugh and cry." Few nights ago, I turned on captions and checked what the episode said. Sure enough...


Just amusing.

*crosses fingers* Wish me luck with the swap. See you on the flip side.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

PhoenixFire Designs Update
Just wanted everyone to know that several pieces I've made over the last week or so are finally live on PhoenixFire Designs. I made so many necklaces for example, that I had to split it into page one AND page two

I've changed things up a bit. Tried some new styles, so there's some very different pieces then previously up. Some new experimentation - along with a few classic items.

Just a few examples of the new stuff....


Tones of Purple, Clear, and Silver Center Dangle Necklace


Red Goldstone and Silver Chunky Necklace with Dangle


Black and Iridescent Black Lariat Necklace


There's more then that, but those are the hightlights. As always, thanks for looking.

This, That, and the Other
I realized I never recaped the other day. Saturday, we went to the local renn faire (which is in town a few more weeks.) Love, our friend Rand and I met up with a couple from Love's work. Watched human combat chess, shopped, ate - you know, standard stuff. It was a nice day though because it was cool temperature-wise (like only around 70F) and because it was nice just to be out and about doing something different. My mom's husband knows someone who gets tickets for cheap, so we bought some for half off (at only $8/ticket) last month. Which was good because it helped keep cost for the day down. Of course, there's always tons of stuff I want but I behaved. I did get myself a beautiful pewter quill but it was inexpensive and I'm one of the few people in the world who actually enjoys writing with a dip pen.

Anyway, I updated the photo page with a few shots of the Renn Faire for your viewing pleasure.

Sunday Love and I just ran around and got some errands done. Nothing exciting. Cat food, stuff like that. Took it easy. Oh, and of course, watched Carnivale and just about fell off my seat when I realized I have one episode left of the season and then another year wait to see more. ARG! They're trying to kill me, I swear. I love that show. Simply the most original show on tv right now, hands-down. I'm going to go through withdrawls once the season's over!

Yesterday and today my right arm/wrist/finger have been killing me for no reason. It's really agravating. The pain starts at a point below my elbow on my forearm, travels in a straight line down my arm, pools into my wrist and spills over into my index finger. Last night it was hurting so bad that I took some tylenol but it didn't even take the edge off. I don't know what's wrong. I sometimes get pain in my left wrist which I suspect might be a touch of arthritis in it, but this is my right arm/wrist/finger. And it never hurts. I don't know what could be causing this pain, but this morning, it woke me up it hurt so bad. Just this raw pain with like a dull ache under the sharpness of it. Whatever it is really stinks.

I'm going to need to call the dentist today. Besides the fact I wanted to ask them some more specifics about the crown (because when I asked the dr for information, he put on a short video that says what a crown is - knew that already, thanks - and walked out), I need to potentially reschedule. I realized last night that next week it'll be that time and I always suffer a constant background migraine that week. And I've got to imagine that bright surgical lights, loud noise, drilling and pain in my mouth can't be good with a migraine. Maybe I can get it changed to the week after. Last thing in the world I want is a migraine and a mouth of hurt.

Alright, well, need to call the mom and find out her schedule to figure out what to do about the dentist. I still can't even begin to figure out what I'm going to do about the other half of the dental work.... because it's more money then my rent even and I just don't know where I'm going to get that kind of cash. *sighs*

Out for now.

Monday, March 21, 2005

Spring Has Sprung!
I'm such a bag Pagan. Yesterday was the first day of Sring - or, specifically, Ostara to use Pagan types - and what do I do? Nothing. That's the point. I mean I remembered it was Spring and that Spring was coming this weekend and I even got around to changing my journal a few days ago specifically for the seasonal change. And yet, when the day comes and the world celebrates a balance of equal day and night, where things bloom, life re-imergages and everything which slumbered through the dark sleep of winter awakens, I don't even acknowledge it.

*sighs*

Oh well. A belated Blessing for Ostara and a tardy joyous celebration of new life and Spring.

Sunday, March 20, 2005

This One's For You
Lorena, this one is all for you.

...and what to mine wondering eyes did appear?
A man in green tights! (but he swears he's not queer)



Look there! Off in the distance! Do I see what I think I see?
Could it be? Could it really be Peter Pan?


This required further investigation. Surely, though some interesting costumes are admittedly worn at Renaissance Festivals the country over, there can not be TWO of the bright green tighted men. Last year, I missed my shot at Peter. I had no idea this year I'd luck out and be there the same day he was again.

Despite shouts of, "Hey! Peter Pan!" no one turned. So before he was lost from sight, I hurridly ran across the field....only to catch Mr. Pan making a pit stop at Ye Oldde Privy. Damn. But wait, I thought. There is but one way in and one way out. And surely no 50 year old pixie wishes to stay in the smelly cluster of port-o-potties all afternoon! I can wait here, by this tree and when he comes out, I'll be able to see!

So I stood there in waiting, all giddy and coy watching and waiting for a green tighted boy

Success!



So, this one's for you Lorena. When I came back, trying to explain to my friends how I had to get this shot for you and how you'd die laughing to see it, they looked at me oddly. Thankfully though, stalking Peter Pan isn't quite as odd as wearing the costume yourself.

(A full, real entry later. And yeah, I was at the Renn Faire yesterday if that's not already clear. Heh.)