New Tattoo

Oh, and I think I'm ready for my new tattoo.


I'm using the A Perfect Circle emblem as a template, but I want mine a couple inches lower and not quite as big. Since I'm a Pisces, I'm going to have two fish trailing each other. For some reason, I've just always envisioned the fish in royal blue, but we'll see when I get there.

It is what it is

My favorite saying in the whole world:

it is what it is

Fits any situation, really. To me, it means that whatever "it" is might be good or bad, but however I might feel about "it" doesn't change anything.

For example: The fact that someone very dear to my heart is lying to me upsets me not because of the actual lying, but because there's absolutely NO REASON for the lying. But, it is what it is, and I accept it and now take everything he says with a grain of salt, and a hint of skepticism. To call him on it would risk pushing him away and the lies are not earth-shattering so, to me, the cons outweight the pros of addressing this issue.

While I could go on and on about this saying, I just started feeling very lazy and will suffice it to say this:
Whether or not I am successful in keeping this in mind for interpreting circumstances that I come across does not change the fact that it's something I strive for. It helps me clear my head and not react (or overreact) in the heat of the moment. It prevents my "crimes of passion."

Writing for me

I write this blog for myself. I write so I can work out my feelings with regard to other people, situations and also myself. The things that I write may be interpreted however you wish, but remember that it doesn't matter what they mean to you. I'm the only one that matters here.

Girls, girls, girls

I originally posted this back in February and am reposting it now. It's interesting to note that when I first posted it, I was living with these girls and it just so happens that the last month I have been living with them again.

Here is the original post that I saved when I removed it:


So I moved in with a friend of mine for the month of February and she has two kids. Obviously I've been around children most of my life, but it's been a while. The three year old, Kalaya, likes to climb in bed with me. It's great because I like snuggling her but she falls asleep with a bag of crackers every night. Crumbs. Everywhere. For some reason, I can feel every single, tiny, miniscule piece that ends up between the sheets. Now I know why I was never allowed to eat cookies in bed.

Kalaya is a tantrum thrower. I know I was pretty bad, but I don't remember most of it. Nile, on the other hand, I remember throwing herself on the floor and hitting her head and screaming. This is the kind of tantrum Kalaya throws. Multiple times a day; especially at dinner and bath time. Dinner is a very casual affair. Very rarely are we expected to sit together or even eat together, but every so often when it is required, the girls don't like this change in routine. Kalaya has the scream that is so high pitched it makes you think your ears might start bleeding. This is a tantrum scream, but it's also a playtime scream. It becomes difficult to differentiate between the two, and my ears hurt regardless.

Allee, on the other hand, is fairly reserved. She is eight and EXTREMELY smart; we do her homework together and then she reads to me. She has just started losing teeth, and lost one of her front ones last week. It's so adorable with that space right in front. I don't get as much Allee time as I would like, but it is what it is, and Kalaya is a good substitute. I love these girls and it's been rewarding to have young children back in my life.
That's all.
♥

Subtle Sacrifices

We do it all day, every day. Things we would rather not do in order to accommodate the people we associate with; whether it be friends, family or colleagues. We eat on the patio, when we would rather eat inside. We go to this club, instead of that bar. Small things, really. Things that go unnoticed but in actuality do make a difference. I appreciate those who make subtle sacrifices for me. If I don't verbally express appreciation it's not because I don't feel it. So thank you, for doing those things that you do, even though you may not want to.

more pictures...

Here's a few more pictures.

Pictures

Piper called me today and complained that I don't post pictures with my writing. So here are some pictures from my friend Chantelle's birthday last Friday.