The Year the World Ends According to Me...

My take on our last 365 (+1 ) Days of our Consumerist World as we know it...
Day 365-148: When Pigs Fly…
…my dog will be chasing them. Across the backyard. Probably running into trees. Because he is extremely stupid. But, I say with much love, because despite his stupidity I still buy him ridiculous things like this. 

Day 365-148: When Pigs Fly…

…my dog will be chasing them. Across the backyard. Probably running into trees. Because he is extremely stupid. But, I say with much love, because despite his stupidity I still buy him ridiculous things like this. 

Day 365-147: A Salespersons favorite word: Gratis.
I love free stuff from reps. It is probably my favorite part of my job. This is the one part of my job I feel entitled to brag about, because the rest kind of sucks. Plus, it is actually nice crap. Yay for gratis!

Day 365-147: A Salespersons favorite word: Gratis.

I love free stuff from reps. It is probably my favorite part of my job. This is the one part of my job I feel entitled to brag about, because the rest kind of sucks. Plus, it is actually nice crap. Yay for gratis!

Day 365-147: I really should pick up a hobby…
For days like this. When it is freakin’ hot and I have burnt myself to lobster status (but holla’ for a kick ass tan in about one weeks time) only to find I really do not want to: A.) Read a Book, B.) Paint or Draw Something, or C.) Go Shopping. So, what do I do? I dye my hair again. Now this would not be so much of a problem if I did not fear it was going to start to break off into straw sometime soon. But, till then I have returned to my I-really-wish-I-was-the-Little-Mermaid phase and have red hair again. Because, life is just a little funner with red hair. 

Day 365-147: I really should pick up a hobby…

For days like this. When it is freakin’ hot and I have burnt myself to lobster status (but holla’ for a kick ass tan in about one weeks time) only to find I really do not want to: A.) Read a Book, B.) Paint or Draw Something, or C.) Go Shopping. So, what do I do? I dye my hair again. Now this would not be so much of a problem if I did not fear it was going to start to break off into straw sometime soon. But, till then I have returned to my I-really-wish-I-was-the-Little-Mermaid phase and have red hair again. Because, life is just a little funner with red hair. 

Day 365-146: Happy Memorial Day! 
What a beautiful day in the neighborhood. Can it be that it is almost June already? How in the world did that happen? On days like today I remember how much courage and bravery soldiers like my Dad, Grandpas, and Uncle all have. I can not think that I could ever fathom all that they have seen and been through across many different wars and deployments. So, on one of only two holidays on which we nationally celebrate our soldiers I hope everyone celebrates the beautiful day with all those that they love, whether they be soldiers or not. 

Day 365-146: Happy Memorial Day! 

What a beautiful day in the neighborhood. Can it be that it is almost June already? How in the world did that happen? On days like today I remember how much courage and bravery soldiers like my Dad, Grandpas, and Uncle all have. I can not think that I could ever fathom all that they have seen and been through across many different wars and deployments. So, on one of only two holidays on which we nationally celebrate our soldiers I hope everyone celebrates the beautiful day with all those that they love, whether they be soldiers or not. 

Day 365-145: I’m a Hermit in my Room watching Revenge…
So totally and completely obsessed with this show. Can.. not… stop… watching…
What I have learned thus far…
1. Never trust anyone. Like ever again.
2. Must invest millions and billions so that I can throw some money around in the Hamptons.
3. Make friends with geeky guys named Nolan.
4. Never trust evil Mother-in-laws named Victoria
Also, I need to learn how to perfect the Emily/Amanda evil “I’m-totally-going-to-destroy-you-and-enjoy-every-minute-of-it” stare…

Day 365-145: I’m a Hermit in my Room watching Revenge…

So totally and completely obsessed with this show. Can.. not… stop… watching…

What I have learned thus far…

1. Never trust anyone. Like ever again.

2. Must invest millions and billions so that I can throw some money around in the Hamptons.

3. Make friends with geeky guys named Nolan.

4. Never trust evil Mother-in-laws named Victoria

Also, I need to learn how to perfect the Emily/Amanda evil “I’m-totally-going-to-destroy-you-and-enjoy-every-minute-of-it” stare…

Day 365-144: It’s so FLUFFY!!!
New rug and all I keep saying is “it’s so FLUFFY!!!” Also, can not stop speaking like a character out of “Despicable Me.” 

Day 365-144: It’s so FLUFFY!!!

New rug and all I keep saying is “it’s so FLUFFY!!!” Also, can not stop speaking like a character out of “Despicable Me.” 

Day 365-143: FInal Results…
Yay! It fits perfect… Now just have to wait for my acrylic cases and all will be well…

Day 365-143: FInal Results…

Yay! It fits perfect… Now just have to wait for my acrylic cases and all will be well…

Day 365-143: Crafting With Melissa.
Combining Fashion, Glitter, and Crafting into one project. It’s like my Holy Trinity. 

Day 365-143: Crafting With Melissa.

Combining Fashion, Glitter, and Crafting into one project. It’s like my Holy Trinity. 

Day 365-141: And this is why I do not make things for Father’s Day.
Came home to a decapitated turtle. Father “claims” it was the fault of turtle placement. I say the damn turtle has been sitting in the same place for the past two years without any close-to-death turtle accidents, so that means he must have been slightly involved. 

Day 365-141: And this is why I do not make things for Father’s Day.

Came home to a decapitated turtle. Father “claims” it was the fault of turtle placement. I say the damn turtle has been sitting in the same place for the past two years without any close-to-death turtle accidents, so that means he must have been slightly involved. 

Day 365-140: My friends know me so well…

Thank you Miss. Ashley Evans. 
Today I also forced my brother to help me build a vanity. How do you know I rarely set foot into a Home Depot, well lets recall…
Started off this “adventure” telling my brother, because he really has no choice, that he was coming to Home Depot to help me build a vanity (because I know it will be cheaper and he will have to end up doing all the work. Yay me.) He starts spewing out all sorts of unfamiliar speak using words like: primer, gorilla glue, screws, drills. All I want to know is were the closest Home Depot is and do they sell wood. 
Well, as it turns out they do. As we entered Home Depot my brother starts to question my plan to build a vanity and whether or not I measured anything and blah-blah-blah, unnecessary boring details because, to quote, I just thought “we should staple a bunch of shit together.” Turns out that is not how you make said vanity. 
After I gathered necessary supplies, and by gather I mean forced my brother to carry as I got distracted by pretty orchids, I further felt out of place when I asked a worker-man whether or not they sell dog toys. He and brother must have been thinking the same thing because they both gave me the same confused look. Yep, well that one was a no. 
Now I sit here sipping some tea about to finish up “Game of Thrones” candle side, staring at a very pretty little orchid that will look great on my new vanity, which I can hear my brother building in the backyard as I write this. Now that is how you hustle my people. 

Day 365-140: My friends know me so well…

Thank you Miss. Ashley Evans. 

Today I also forced my brother to help me build a vanity. How do you know I rarely set foot into a Home Depot, well lets recall…

Started off this “adventure” telling my brother, because he really has no choice, that he was coming to Home Depot to help me build a vanity (because I know it will be cheaper and he will have to end up doing all the work. Yay me.) He starts spewing out all sorts of unfamiliar speak using words like: primer, gorilla glue, screws, drills. All I want to know is were the closest Home Depot is and do they sell wood. 

Well, as it turns out they do. As we entered Home Depot my brother starts to question my plan to build a vanity and whether or not I measured anything and blah-blah-blah, unnecessary boring details because, to quote, I just thought “we should staple a bunch of shit together.” Turns out that is not how you make said vanity. 

After I gathered necessary supplies, and by gather I mean forced my brother to carry as I got distracted by pretty orchids, I further felt out of place when I asked a worker-man whether or not they sell dog toys. He and brother must have been thinking the same thing because they both gave me the same confused look. Yep, well that one was a no. 

Now I sit here sipping some tea about to finish up “Game of Thrones” candle side, staring at a very pretty little orchid that will look great on my new vanity, which I can hear my brother building in the backyard as I write this. Now that is how you hustle my people.