Know what pisses me off? All these so called "sexy" Halloween costumes for women. So in order for a woman to be sexy she needs to wear a very short skirt, dress like a little girl, or wear an extremely skimpy costume?
Wake up America and get the fuck over yourself. It's not "drive all the men spitting wild and get your self raped day." It's Halloweffinween!
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October 17, 2007
July 05, 2007
Where Am I?
Dear Dawn,
Here is your AstroSlam
for Wednesday, July 4:
You're perfectly capable of entertaining yourself. Really, friendship and love are totally overrated -- and you know it. A lifetime of solitaire and word-search puzzles suits you just fine.
That is so much closer to the truth than anyone knows, I think. I am going to Houston today to register for classes at DeVry. I didn't sleep well last night and I am going to be so tired by this afternoon. I am up very early so I can do this and get everything done on time. Funny that I am here instead!
We didn't go to a fireworks display; we had our own. I was a brat though, and came inside with Brandy, who didn't like it much, because it isn't fun for me to run around and watch the babies while everyone else has a good time. C and his mom watched the kids and let the fireworks off and had a good time without me. I heard about it later, though.
I am tired of being a mom who never gets out or has any fun. It just reminds me of when Austin and Tessa were little and I had to give up everything for them. No one here wants to hear this shit though, so I get to use my blog for what it was originally intended... an outlet for my angst. LOL "Angst" I like that word... makes me sound so... you know.
Sometimes I wonder where my fiery spirit went. Is it hidden?
Or lost forever?
Here is your AstroSlam
for Wednesday, July 4:
You're perfectly capable of entertaining yourself. Really, friendship and love are totally overrated -- and you know it. A lifetime of solitaire and word-search puzzles suits you just fine.
That is so much closer to the truth than anyone knows, I think. I am going to Houston today to register for classes at DeVry. I didn't sleep well last night and I am going to be so tired by this afternoon. I am up very early so I can do this and get everything done on time. Funny that I am here instead!
We didn't go to a fireworks display; we had our own. I was a brat though, and came inside with Brandy, who didn't like it much, because it isn't fun for me to run around and watch the babies while everyone else has a good time. C and his mom watched the kids and let the fireworks off and had a good time without me. I heard about it later, though.
I am tired of being a mom who never gets out or has any fun. It just reminds me of when Austin and Tessa were little and I had to give up everything for them. No one here wants to hear this shit though, so I get to use my blog for what it was originally intended... an outlet for my angst. LOL "Angst" I like that word... makes me sound so... you know.
Sometimes I wonder where my fiery spirit went. Is it hidden?
Or lost forever?
April 08, 2007
April 07, 2007
Easter Eggs Made With Natural Egg Dyes
I used water, vinegar and cabbage leaves for the icky light purple and water, vinegar and yellow onion skins for the dark red brown eggs. They were put in raw and boiled with the dye. I got the "recipes" from Lady Tawodi.
The flash is too bright here, I think:
After I added some oil to shine them up.
The flash is too bright here, I think:
After I added some oil to shine them up.
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