Yourself with 13 things... but not really

Apparently I don't want to do myself with 13 things. Which is probably why there was nothing on the blog yesterday... oopsies!

I was hoping an extra day of thinking would help me come up with something interesting but no. So instead I thought, how about I show myself when I was 13.

Is this a better idea? Should we find out?

Yes.

I, for one, am glad the internet has been introduced to my 8th grade i.d. And my Adam's apple. All I can think when I look at this is, thank goodness everyone was awkward at 13. Please tell me that is true.

And just for fun why don't we check out the decades before and after this so that my worst-yearbook-photo-ever isn't the last thing you see from me today.

So here I am on my 3rd birthday..

And my 23rd.

If only everyone was awkward at 23 too.

Sunset

These are old but oh well.

Sunset from our trip to the beach, Aug 2010.

Something Blue

Yes. 

I did add to my "collection" and make another melty crayon art piece.

In fact, I made two more for a total of three.

You do not even want to know how long (or how many pints of sweat) that circle one took me. Several days worth of nap times, I'll tell you that.

Now if I could just get them framed and hung by the end of the year that would be great. 

A childhood memory

One of my favorite things to do when I was a kid was catch the numerous frogs, toads, and snakes that roamed our 11 acre woods. I would store them in buckets and an old plastic swimming pool that we filled with sand and water. 

I considered myself quite the frog caretaker and I knew that what I was doing was giving them a better life. Although putting snakes and frogs in the same container may have been a misstep.

One day I was watching a show on pbs. The show was discussing the life of the monarch butterfly and showed a man helping a butterfly migrate in cold weather by cupping it in his hands and gently breathing warm air on it to heat it up enough to fly. This action, I believed, saved that butterfly's life. 

Fast forward...

I was in the woods exploring on a cool fall day when I found a frog that was alive, but stiff and sluggish in the cold. 

I remembered that little nugget of information about the butterfly and I knew that I could apply the same technique to this very frog.

I would be the frog whisperer.

So I cupped my hands oh so gently around this frog and as he lay still, surely in the throes of death, I took a deep breath and exhaled a sigh of warm life giving air around him.

And that frog jumped straight into my mouth.

Several years and a lesson about amphibian hibernation later, I bred the second generation of frog torturer whisperer and have been training him in my backyard.

 He caught two yesterday without hurting either one.

I am a proud mama.

Bloggus Interruptus!

We interrupt this challenge due to a grievous error in craft/fashion/repurposing judgement.

I made a wee little mistake.

Here we go, from the top. Recently I bought a yellow necklace and later, a yellow belt. I love yellow! So what final accessory do I need in yellow? Shoes of course. So the first thing I did was look in my closet to see if there was a pair I could repurpose. And there were these little guys.

Nothing special, but not hideous either. They are a good brown shoe, but I have another pair of brown flats that I like better so whenever I needed brown shoes, they won.

I mentioned to my friend Kelly that I was considering spray painting some shoes yellow. She suggested I do teal or coral instead but yellow was good too.

Hmm... I like those colors too but... 

I had a vision you guys.

A vision of darling yellow shoes, a color of shoe I had never owned before. One that would create limitless combinations in my wardrobe. One that would make me look more interesting. Perhaps, one that would actually make me more interesting.

Oh, are you reminding me of these shoes?

Okay, yes. Those exist too. But gold glitter is not the same as yellow.

Fine, I'll admit I was rethinking the yellow as I drove to the store to get paint. I do really like blue, maybe that? Or red? I don't have any red shoes (now that I covered them in gold glitter, ahem). And that teal idea is actually sounding really nice too.

Ugh! What to do, what to do...

...

I went with the "vision"

GAH!

Ugly ugly clown shoes. Not good. When I asked Tyson what I could do to help them he said make one into a bus. A bus! And on top of everything else they made my feet look hairier and my legs look fatter.

And yet from certain angles they don't look sooo bad.

Oh but they are, they really are. And the paint's already cracking. Should I not have spray painted shoes? Did everyone already know this? Stupid vision.

So now what do I do with them? Trash? Fabric? Glitter?

Ugh.

Please advise.

Someone you love

I know. This one's a shocker.

A Bad Habit

Because taking one day off treats is a triumph, but two days? That's just wrong. And possibly bad for your health.

And because I am otherwise perfect this will have to be my bad habit. 

:)