My apologies for no posts… I’ve been sick and sick and busy and on vacation and then sick and then on vacation and then lots of school. That’s my life. But, uh… I’ll still be blogging, and I hope to do a Christmas post before I leave for my grandparents on Thursday. Which gives one day, and that might not happen. Hopefully it will. I have school to do, and then to leave to get our Christmas tree, but I am alive. 🙂
So, on Wednesdays, I’m blogging about what I wore Monday-Wednesday. Yesh, that does mean I’m too lazy to take photos on Thursday and Friday. I’ve got to keep this short, since I do have stuff to do with my life (today at least). Here’s Monday:
I’m going to start with…
And I live!!!! And…
No, I don’t, but I wanted to stick that in there. 😉
SOOO, I actually literally have nothing to post about, but I’m thinking of starting a post every Wednesday called: What I Wore. Basically what I wore through the week. It’ll make me get dressed in the morning and keep me blogging. 🙂
But I’m going to hate on possums for now. We have a family living under our deck, and while the babies ARE cute:
The parents are not only vicious, and attack my kitties (who promptly kill them) they be ugly.
It was really funny, actually, Little Ty killed one last week and get this… she weighs 4.9 pounds, and possums weight between 12 and 15 pounds. Not only that, but they’re about the size of a small raccoon; MUCH bigger than my kitties. Anyways, Miss Ty was dragging this dead male possum out from under our deck and she turned around and kinda smiled at me (as much as a cat can smile) then proceeded to lumber along with this thing that was probably 3 times as big as her and eat it. I MEAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE YARD, SHE ATE THE POSSUM. Then came up onto my porch and wanted some water.
Miss Ty-Ty needs manners.
And, I gtg. But the point is, there’s a family of possums living under my deck and wreaking havoc and getting killed.
Ta-ta (for now),
So, I went for a little mini-vacation with my Mom to Ocracoke, a tiny little island part of the OBX (Outer Banks) of NC. We had to drive like… 3 hours. Actually, it was closer to 4 since…. ahem… we got lost. Ish. Yea, the DRIVER WHO WAS DRIVING AND WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO BE PAYING ATTENTION WAS NOT. But to be honest, it takes two-the driver and the navigator to get lost. And, well… TADA!!!!!! this is the navigator speaking.
But the actual reason I’m posting is to talk a little about kitties. Not mine, but Ocracoke’s. Now, Ocracoke is also home to wild Spanish ponies, that they think got here when a Spanish ship wrecked in the “Graveyard of the Atlanic”… the OBX’s lovely shallow, sandbar-y waters. Back in them days, ships would keep lots of cats onboard to eliminate the rats, and because cats are afraid of water, they simply wouldn’t dare jump off. So, when the ponies got on, so did the kitties. And they all thrived. Soon, Ocracoke had cats and ponies EVERYWHERE.
Years later, the cats are still EVERYWHERE (keep in mind that the island is small, only about 12 miles long). There are anywhere between 1000 and 1200 on the island. And if you go into a shop, you can’t help but notice a jar, normally half full with money, that says “save the Ocracats”. Check out this link for more info, and go ahead and navigate the site. GO!!!! 😛
So, I, being zealous about feral kitties… it hits home for me… decided to post about it. Of course, I also stuffed all the possible cash in that little jar. 😉 Now, I, with my ill logic, figured that, well, If you ever have say… 50 billion dollars, go ahead and give 2 0r 3 million to Ocracats, it would fix all the cats on the island, save kittens, and keep rabies down. I mean, really, that’s a drop in the bucket. Kittens have been found stuffed between walls in the winter, cradled in buckets with cancer-inducing powders, and all other terrible conditions. One I met this morning, was found in the dry-wall of a Ocracoke rental house, it’s mother had moved the litter and was to weak to move this one. It’s 5 weeks now, FAT as can be, and has the cutest little mew. All of it’s siblings are in foster care or adopted out now, and this one has found a home too!!!! The other thing is, Ocracoke is a 3 hour ferry ride from a large enough vet to fix kitties in mass.
AND, I only know of 1 person on earth who has 5o billion dollars, MAYBE MORE!!!! Bill Gates. SOOOOO… I’m writing a quirky little letter to him for fun.
Dear Bill Gates,
Do you hate your name?
But seriously, you’re worth 50 billion dollars, or so Forbes says. They can’t be wrong… or can they? Perhaps you’re worth 60 billion, everyone makes typos. I mean, having the name Bill Gates, can get you into pretty much any event! Bill Gates…. “oooooh, that rich dude who’s like, amazing, and sells us laptops and computers and stuff!”. Yea, that’s you.
So, I thought, doesn’t your money burn a hole in your pocket? Like, a serious flaming hole?
“From those who are given great resources, great things are expected.”
Remember your mom saying that? Mother knows best!!! After all, you’d be dead and gone and never famous without her. Go, thank her! Run along now.
But then, I thought, hey! you’re rich and obviously charitable. You’ve helped so many causes, why not help another? These kittens, on this little island, they don’t have much hope. The problem is fixing, and then there’s rabies, and vetting bills, and food bills, and adoptions, and cancers, and other terrible stuff happening in the the kitty world. If I were you, I give at least that much money, but I’m not you and I’m only 12. So however much I’d like to say “I’m making a difference in the feral community.” I can’t say that. Because, I just can’t make a huge difference. Vetting bills, food, vaccines, emergencies… all come out of my Walmart bootcut jeans pocket. Which is like, nothing.
SO DUDE!!! Go ahead and fix all the cats on Ocracoke!! I mean, even just a million dollars, that’s only 0.002%, of your total funds!!!! Or, go out on limb (that’s where the fruit is after all) and give a 1% of you money to Ocracats and pay for all the fixing and vetting and EVERYTHING for YEARS!!!!! Surely your wife likes kitties!? If, by God’s grace, you should see this, ask her if she likes cats? She might say yes! And, if she does, save 1200 little kitty lives for her?
You’ll never see this, and not many people will, but I can say I tried. And that in itself is quite an accomplishment. Maybe.
I’m done now,
A not-so-average 12 year old girl called Emma.
Of course, this was merely for fun, and that’s all.
Ta-ta (for now),
As I mentioned in my last post, I’m interested in the bridal field as a job before I get married (if I do). Of course, I love the dresses. Here’s some off of Alfred Angelo that I love. Keep in mind that in alterations I would probably have some sort of straps put on them. Also, these aren’t my all time favorite dresses, but these are my favorite off of this company.
1: This one is pretty neat, however you have to have a very specific kind of wedding to be able to wear it. It would look great in a garden setting. I love the ruching on the torso and the waterfall ruffles (seems to be organza). Also, the white roses are great to pull together all the materials.
2. I love this one… the ruffled skirt is so pretty!! The brooch on the hip and the beaded neckline are also sooo pretty, since they just make the dress more… dressy. 😛 Again, I love the ruching, that really really helps to hide any tummy fat. LOL!
3. This isn’t my favorite at all, but it’s worth mentioning. I just feel like the flat transfer to the skirt takes away from the totally apearence. And the pickup skirt, well it’s just too picked up. As a bride, I wouldn’t want my whole party seeing the tulle under my dress. Despite my critical review, I still like it. It’s got a great price!
4. I like the sweetheart neckline and draped, ruched bodice. The glitter net is pretty but I feel like it just won’t work with a train, so this dress wouldn’t have one. Of course the bling up at the neckline is really pretty! For a ball gown with net, tulle, and taffeta materials the price is amazing!
5. This dress is so simply gorgeous! It’s a very very simple dress… much too simple for a church wedding, but it would work amazing for a destination wedding, since dresses for beaches need to be lightweight; with little to no train to minimize sand pickup and also so you can hike it up to wade. I love love love how they ruched just the bust to create that flowing look, and the satin material is amazing with the beaded halter straps! Plus, great price, as expected form Alfred Angelo.
6. This is SO pretty! Probably my favorite. The one strap actually really works well, because, as you can see it “wraps” around the bust. It’s actually got micro-ruching so, it’s less pronounced. And even though the waist is a flat entry to the skirt, the flowery, jeweled accents make it work really well! And the ball gown skirt isn’t just another ball gown skirt, it’s got those neat dramatic pick-ups in it, complete with some jewel clusters hidden up underneath them which brings the bodice and skirt together beautifully. The material is taffeta, but it creates the smooth illusion of silk.
7. This is definitely for a more elegant church wedding, and boy is it pretty! The netting on the skirt is layered over satin, which gives it that creamy look. The lace on the bodice is flattering as well, since as it fades out it brings attention to the ballgown skirt. What really amazes me about this dress is that it actually has a chapel train; a very rare feature on netted ballgowns!
8. Again, it has the net over satin which also really helps pull of the fading out of the lace onto the skirt. It’s got a dropped waist which is amazing and the lace on the bodice has jewels! The mirco-ruching on the bodice is awesome also!
That’s all! Any questions? I’d more totally more than glad to answer. BTW, these prices are all AMAZING!!!! The average dress cost is about $3500, and these check in at no more that $1300, going as low as $700! Since you’re only going to wear these once (hopefully) they don’t need extra material or special coatings! It’s a one day thing! And, Alfred Angelo has a reputation for stellar low priced dresses. The trick is finding a bridal shop that carries them. XD!
So, what are y’alls favorite numbers and what do you like about them? Least favorite?
Ta-ta (for now),
So, have y’all ever heard of pore strips? It’s these things you buy at the drug store for like,$12 a pop and then put them on your nose. You take it off once it’s dry, and your pores are completely clean… and the strip shows what was in them. This helps to prevent whiteheads, blackheads, pimples, and acne… and since I do this alot along with other things, I have no acne. At all. None of the other things either.
Totally nasty right? Yea. But, seeing as they’re so expensive, I took matters into my own hands. It worked really really well for me, but seeing as everyone’s skin is totally different, it might not work the same if you try.
1. Wash your face well.
2. Take an egg and crack it. SEPARATE THE WHITES. Toss the yolk or save it to use for something else.
3. Now, beat that white like crazy! It should start to bubble alot, which’ll take about 1-2 min.
4. Take an old, clean paintbrush (or your fingers) and put it on wherever you want. I chose my nose. Remember, don’t do too much, it’ll take too long to dry. Just a thin coat.
5. Take some toilet paper or Kleenex and cut it down to the right size. 1-ply works best, so if it’s got 2 layers, peel one off. Although, you might actually want to use 2-ply.
6. Place this over the egged area and press down. Should look like this.
7. Let it dry, this may take from 15-30 min, so get ready to look dumb. Wait until it feels kinda hard, and is hard to wrinkle your nose. If you take it off too soon, nothing will have worked.
8. Peel it off slowly. Since it’s only on thin paper, you might not be able to see the stuff if it’s white. If it’s black however, that’s a totally different story. My face is usually pretty clean, so not much comes off.
9. Rinse off the remaining stuff with warm water.
10. Finish up with your favorite facial toner. Here’s my recipe:
8oz boiling water.
1 plain green tea bag.
8-10 drops tea tree oil.
8-10 drops lavender oil. (you can use one oil or the other… or both)
Fix the tea, steep until relatively dark. Drop in the oil and mix well. Let cool. Then, every night, apply to your face and let it dry. Use a tiny bit of lotion afterwards, not alot so it won’t clog your pores.
This is a fun thing to do with your nails! I use tape instead of vaseline and start with plain nails.
You can also pull it inwards. Remember, don’t touch the outer 1 or 2 rings, they are dry. Cheers!!!!!
Ta-ta for now,
P.S. I’m saving all my Avengers challenge to do on one day, then I can have this HUGE Avengers post!!!! XD.
I need to start off by saying that this is inspired by Jamie’s blog post titled “When I Grow Up”. Wow, I even went so far as to steal the title. Here it is.
I read this and just loved it! Jamie, if you’re reading this, you have great writing skills. And I’ve always thought the same thing! About being a mom and wife, that is. But I’d like to post a little about my passion in life. As of now.
I have a deep love for animals, and tend to be more sympathetic towards them than I am towards humans. Anyone else like that? Right now, I have a little feral rescue colony in the heart of downtown Cary. My neighborhood is small, only 7 houses, so it’s hard to step outside without a sighting of one of my little friends. And each one of my cats is a distinct four-legged creature with an individual personality. For example:
Miss Ty, the feisty cat who weighs all of 5 pounds, seems to think she’s a bear. Boo, the sweet one, thinks nothing will ever try to harm him. Roo, smart AND apathetic, knows perfectly well that she doesn’t have to chase balls or purr to get our love and attention. Socks, the big guy with the tiny kitten mew, sincerely believes peaches are trying to take over the world. Bunki, the fat grey Persian who weighs 31 pounds, hates raccoons and loves dogs. Shrubsy, the other little kitty, adores playing “catch me if you can” with me while I’m working in the yard. Spot, the funny skinny cat with a spot on her nose and the loudest meow ever, thinks that you can’t see her if she closes her eyes. And Tabby, my very own kitty for almost ten years… well she knows above all other things, that she is the Queen of Everything.
That’s not all my cats, I’ve got 13, which makes a legal feral colony. I’m currently applying to get certified with the Town of Cary as a colony, so that my kitties can’t be euthanized in a shelter… it’s against the ordinance now. I’m also under going the painstaking process of getting Dustin fixed and vetted, no more sired kittens this season! Boo, Roo, Ty-Ty, Spot, Socks, Shrubsy, and Sandy were all fixed and vetted out of my own tiny pocket (with $25 donations from a few people). Since I shopped around and waited in lines and on lists, I got each kitty fixed for around $70 instead of $400. Here’s the whole story.
In January of 2011, I found a little tabby cat, with all of her ribs showing. That was Shrubsy. So, I fully tamed her, which took about 3 weeks, working every day. Then, on Feb 1st, her sister, Tigress (aka, Miss Ty, Ty-Ty, Little Ty, or Ty) showed up in the same condition. So, I went through the process. Although, by the end of that, I’d noticed with alarm her stomach was starting to swell ever so slightly.
9 weeks of research and care later, Miss Ty showed up on my porch with a very empty stomach, a bloody hind, and tears frozen in her eyes. She couldn’t meow. Weeks passed, with no sign of kittens. We began to worry. Had they frozen? Had she neglected them? Had something gotten to them?
Then, Shrubsy began being courted. Two males followed her wherever she went. I found her the next morning with Tux, a big black tom. And the next morning with Dooku, a sleek cream and brown tom. 3 weeks later, she began showing signs.
And, that very same time, a small sand colored kitten ventured out from under the deck, followed closely by Ty. I began checking every day, and soon found there to be 3 kittens. Sandy, Spot, and Socks. They were feral also. SO, it took about 2 months, but they were finally tamed.
By that time, Shrubsy was about to pop! I could feel 7 kittens heads, which concerned me, since she is the smallest cat, before she was pregnant weighing only 4 pounds.*ill grammar* However, right on time, she had her kittens and showed up the next day, begging for tons of food. 2 weeks later, Muttley, my neighbors doggy was swatted hard in the nose near some thick bushes. I went to inspect and there laid 3 kittens. Enter Boo, Roo, and Moo. Bruce and I went off 2 weeks later for our bi-annual trip to Charlotte. My mom, elated, called me and sent me a video… Shrubsy had moved the kittens under our deck! In late May, our whole family left for a weeks trip to VA. We received a frantic call from our Aunt Nene, saying Moo was dead… found with Bruce’s candy wrapper in his mouth.
Then, Ty became pregnant again. She had two kittens, who we found under the same neighbors deck when they were only 1 week old. Sadie and Smoky. Two little Persian tabbies, sired by none other than Duke Jim-Bob, another male cat. Lil’ Ty moved Smoky over to the other side of the deck, but not Sadie, who laid by herself, unable to walk or even open her eyes for two whole days. Finally, I got Bruce to crawl under the deck and move her to the other side, where Ty accepted her with purrs. We have no idea why she left her to die.
At this point, Ty was going out for nights on the town, so I took action. The kitties were all fixed. Sadie and Smoky were complete indoor cats… but they had to go. I placed ads in Petsmart, offering them for free. In 5 days, someone responded, asking for the little grey guy (Smoky). I thought about it, reluctant to part the close-knit siblings. I called back and refused to give them just one, saying “they’re a package deal”. Miraculously, she told me they’d take both. That Sunday, I sent those two away in a diaper box of my Grammy’s.
Life with the colony was good for a while, beside Boo always getting sick. He’s on vitamins now and hasn’t been sick since. Then, In January of this year, Sandy disappeared on a Thursday… never to be seen. Yet. Her memorial, a mini stone grotto, has a patch of dandelions in it. I want to say she’ll come back. But I can’t. But maybe she will. Maybe.
So that’s my passion now. In the future, before I’m married, I’d love to work in a bridal salon, helping brides-to-be find their dream dress.
Then, I want to get married. I don’t have anyone in mind, because life changes, people change, and I’ll change. But I want to get married, and have children. I want to be a Proverbs 31 wife and mother more than anything, and I want to have a joyful family. Sure, I’m only 12. But this is what I want in life. I want to raise my kids right, strictly, yet still be a playmate to them in younger years, a confidant in their teenage years, and a source of wisdom when they grow up. I’d like to see their blogs, and watch them skip, trot, bounce, walk, and run through life. I want to be there in their worst times, to tell them to work around it, deal with it, forget about it, or learn to be happy through it. I want to be there to tell them to be unique, and to be a free spirit, and to be a blessing. I want to give them the best life possible. And lastly, I want to see them grow up, and get married, and have kids of their own. And as a grandmother, I want to spoil them ROTTEN and wiggle my toes in the mud with them, and go fishing, and swimming with them. I want to be a source of fun and wisdom to all those around me. Then, circle of life. I’ll die. That’s a fact.
That’s what I want. Not to die, having been a wife and a mother and a grandmother and a child of God. I want to end my life having accomplished being the best of each of those. That one that stood out, the one that would be perhaps a role model, perhaps an inspiration to my Christian daughters and grandgirls.
So, day by day, week by week, month by month, season by season, and year by year, I’ll skip my way towards that.
This is my only dream in life. My goal.
Ta-ta (for now),
Ok, this is a needed topic. I’m sorry to all the girls out there that really like their butt hanging out of their shorts, but you look terrible. Are you really comfortable with that? Seriously? Way to disgrace yourself.
Now I’m not actually going to post a photo of what I see on the daily basis, because honestly… I have no desire for some random chick’s booty on my blog. But, here’s the concept with out SO much epidermis.
It looks kind dumb. I certainly could never wear that. I mean first off, I’ve got a swimmer’s build so my thighs would be out of place. And, not to mention, I’d look like a tramp.
Again, I’m really not big on your fanny showing. Or very upper thighs. Ack… *rolls eyes* girls these days. And again, I’m not going to post a photo.
UGH!!!!!! NOt only is this kinda immodest, it looks retarded.
I’ll remove that if it offends anybody.
And, I’ve gtg. But I might continue later. And catch up with my Avengers challenge.
The famous Forbes magazine recently did their Women to Watch article. “JLaw” was in it! *hails Queen of derp*
😛 And here’s the link, but to be honest I don’t really know any of the other people on it. Actually, Kate Middleton is hard not to know about. 🙂 But other than that… I have no idea.
And, she is the second youngest Oscar nominee ever! *cue applause* Kales, clap out loud? *justdoit* I did. 🙂
Some people look the same all the time. Not me. Take a look at her. And then my family over the years. We AGED… lol!
Ok, now us.
Yes, well I had to take a photo of a photo. *sighs*
This is either last year or 2 years ago. *can’tremember*
Don’t I look really different?!?! 🙂
Oh and my d key is really sticky, so if I’m missing some in a sentence… that’s why. 😉 Although, I did go back and check on my posts, so I think I’m good. 🙂 And, time for the Avengers Challenge. *yayz*
Day 11: Overrated Character – Maria Hill. *ducks rotten eggs thrown from Kales* Ack, I just don’t like her!!!!
Day 12: Favorite gifset:
Ahhh, gag reels are awesome!!!!
Day 13: Favorite Location: Iron Man’s penthouse. *sheerepicness*
Day 14: Saddest Moment- When Coulson died. I guess. I’m not one for being sad when people die.
Ta-ta for now,
I really am terrible about keeping up with challenges. Ack…
Day 7: This one…
Gah!!!!! It’s Thor AND ‘Tasha!!!! Eeeeeep! *squee*
There’s sooo much out there!!!!! But I really like this. 🙂
It looks sooo real!!! I WANT THAT ACTION FIGURE!!!!!! GAH!
Day 10: Agent Coulson.
And, I’ve got to go.