fluffer nutter

I still have no idea what to call these posts, so today I just went with the first thing that popped into my head. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or bad…

Some more help from the AAM prompts. This one gives you a snapshot of me as a kid. I realize it would be helpful to have a picture to accompany the post, but alas, life is all about disappointments.

Me Then

I was born in Tucson, AZ.
My parents are six years apart in age, which seemed like an eternity when I was younger.
My siblings were never meant to be.
My town was once a booming mining town in Southern Arizona, but when I lived there it was a hippie mecca.
My school was… both my refuge and my scary place.
Our pets were varied and never liked to stay at home. They all ran away.
It’s here that I’m supposed to tell you my favorite childhood memory. But I don’t have one. That’s not to say I had a miserable childhood. I just have a miserable memory.
Our vacations were stressful and hectic and downright awesome.
My grandparents spoiled me. It was fun being the only grandchild.
My hobbies were reading and… reading. Yeah, I wasn’t an active kid.
My favorite foods were anything that was forbidden. Sugary cereal. Kool-aid. Mysterious, brightly colored foods.
My friends lived in books. I was horribly shy for a very long time, and didn’t start making good friends until the end of high school.
I loved the color purple and Jordan Knight.
I feared pretty much everything. I was a blast to be around.

Wow. My husband would argue that I probably haven’t come a long way, though my love for Mr. Knight has waned significantly. But I think I’m a lot better at making friends now.

fluffer nutter

I still have no idea what to call these posts, so today I just went with the first thing that popped into my head. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or bad…

Some more help from the AAM prompts. This one gives you a snapshot of me as a kid. I realize it would be helpful to have a picture to accompany the post, but alas, life is all about disappointments.

Me Then

I was born in Tucson, AZ.
My parents are six years apart in age, which seemed like an eternity when I was younger.
My siblings were never meant to be.
My town was once a booming mining town in Southern Arizona, but when I lived there it was a hippie mecca.
My school was… both my refuge and my scary place.
Our pets were varied and never liked to stay at home. They all ran away.
It’s here that I’m supposed to tell you my favorite childhood memory. But I don’t have one. That’s not to say I had a miserable childhood. I just have a miserable memory.
Our vacations were stressful and hectic and downright awesome.
My grandparents spoiled me. It was fun being the only grandchild.
My hobbies were reading and… reading. Yeah, I wasn’t an active kid.
My favorite foods were anything that was forbidden. Sugary cereal. Kool-aid. Mysterious, brightly colored foods.
My friends lived in books. I was horribly shy for a very long time, and didn’t start making good friends until the end of high school.
I loved the color purple and Jordan Knight.
I feared pretty much everything. I was a blast to be around.

Wow. My husband would argue that I probably haven’t come a long way, though my love for Mr. Knight has waned significantly. But I think I’m a lot better at making friends now.

wednesday’s report

I’m still not sure what to call this (hopefully regular) feature. Send me your ideas.

I’ve been toying with the idea of working along with Designer Digital’s All About Me challenges. As a way of sticking my toe in the water, I may use their prompts for some of my Wednesday posts. Like today’s, for example.

Me Now

I live in a tiny Chicago suburb, and am getting used to the Midwestern way of life.
I love Fred, Emma, and Ewan McGregor.
I drink way too much coffee.
I eat more kettle korn than any one person should
I watch more movie trailers than actual movies.
I wish on shooting stars and fallen eyelashes.
I hope my daughter has a happy, long, healthy life.
I laugh when I trip.
I cry when I’m really angry.
I wear shoes that make my feet hurt.
I walk like a guy. Really.
I fear death.

wednesday’s report

I’m still not sure what to call this (hopefully regular) feature. Send me your ideas.

I’ve been toying with the idea of working along with Designer Digital’s All About Me challenges. As a way of sticking my toe in the water, I may use their prompts for some of my Wednesday posts. Like today’s, for example.

Me Now

I live in a tiny Chicago suburb, and am getting used to the Midwestern way of life.
I love Fred, Emma, and Ewan McGregor.
I drink way too much coffee.
I eat more kettle korn than any one person should
I watch more movie trailers than actual movies.
I wish on shooting stars and fallen eyelashes.
I hope my daughter has a happy, long, healthy life.
I laugh when I trip.
I cry when I’m really angry.
I wear shoes that make my feet hurt.
I walk like a guy. Really.
I fear death.

because i’m new. because it’s wednesday.

By way of introduction, and also what I hope to be a regular feature, here’s what I’m digging this week.

Reading:

{img via amazon}

The Passage by Justin Cronin. Holy smokes. So good — brilliantly good — but so sad and disturbing.

(P.S. Do you love to read? Are you on Goodreads? You should be!)

Watching:

{img via amazon}

Californication, Season 1. Love David Duchovny. I’m only two episodes in but it’s growing on me. Could do without all the boob shots, though.

Listening to:

{images via amazon}

I haven’t been listening to a lot of music lately, but when I can plug in my headphones, I usually queue up a random shuffle. Showing up lately have been:

“Around the Bend” – The Asteroids Galaxy Tour

“Red State” – Faded Paper Figures

“Feeling the Pull” – The Swell Season

“Tigerlily” – La Roux

Drooling over:

{img via joy the baker}

These ice cream sandwiches from Joy the Baker.

because i’m new. because it’s wednesday.

By way of introduction, and also what I hope to be a regular feature, here’s what I’m digging this week.


Reading:

{img via amazon}

The Passage by Justin Cronin. Holy smokes. So good — brilliantly good — but so sad and disturbing.

(P.S. Do you love to read? Are you on Goodreads? You should be!)

Watching:

{img via amazon}

Californication, Season 1. Love David Duchovny. I’m only two episodes in but it’s growing on me. Could do without all the boob shots, though.


Listening to:

{images via amazon}

I haven’t been listening to a lot of music lately, but when I can plug in my headphones, I usually queue up a random shuffle. Showing up lately have been:

“Around the Bend” – The Asteroids Galaxy Tour

“Red State” – Faded Paper Figures

“Feeling the Pull” – The Swell Season

“Tigerlily” – La Roux


Drooling over:

{img via joy the baker}

These ice cream sandwiches from Joy the Baker.