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Bests!

Best Album: Everyone HAS to have one of these. Mine is Cassadaga by Bright Eyes. This album took a bit to grow on me. I saw the show WAY before I heard the whole album. All by choice, I thought it was boring at first. By now it’s probably the album I’ve listened to most in it’s first year. Love it.I thought Rilo Kiley would be in this spot this year, but I just could never get into the new album.

Best Memories Made:
1) Devil’s Point, for most fun. It’s a Suicide Girl type strip club in Portland,OR. Stormy (a SG) was dancing that night. Jon wore her bikini top. She took ice from my mouth and rubbed it all over her.And it was 80’s night. And drinks were cheap. I got sick. Fucking right.
2) Veruca Salt show at The Parish in New Orleans. Lots of fun. Gary, Ray and I hanging out like old times.
Best Movie: Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End

Best Movie( I saw for the first time): Benny and Joon

Best Book: The Time Traveler’s Wife

And now for the real best part. I went through my photos and found 49 to chronicle the year. There’s no way to fit a whole year inside 49 photos, but it’s way better than words. Interestingly enough, my two favorite memories don’t have photos to accompany them. So it goes. Anyway, here they are. With sympathy to those with slow connections, there are 5 pages with 10 small photos on each page.

Year in Photos- Click to be taken there

I don’t know who knows, but I LOVE thrift stores. I can spend hours in a good one and not feel like I wasted any time. Theres so much awesomeness I feel like a pirate. Arrr! check out all the treasures, matey. There’s also a lot of junk to laugh at. Like, I understand how you could easily part with some of that junk. What I want to know is what the fuck ever made someone buy some of it?

Anyway, I thought it’d be cool to post photos of some of the neat stuff I find. Yesterday was the first time I went to one in a while. The one I like is America’s Thrift Store, mostly because it’s so huge you HAVE to find something. They build them inside old Wal-Mart buildings. They’re a little more expensive than Goodwill and the like, but still very cheap.

So anyway, yesterday I got a few things, but these were the best:

A little Japanese China teacup. It matches my rainbow coffee cup, also thrifted. The lines are so delicate. I drank coffee from it this morning. I felt like a princess! It was love at first sight. I believe it cost .59

An iron nutcracker. I assume he was a bookend because he’s flat and hollow on the back. This guy is fucking heavy. You could easily kill a man with him. This is my version of buying Christmas decorations early, and also my alternative to buying a gun. This is your first and only warning. This little piece of security cost me $2.49

I also got the Word for Windows Design Companion for version 2 for 1992. Theres a lot of design inspiration in it. Mostly text design. It’s really nice for such an old book. It put me back a whole $1.98

And for anyone else who loves thrifting, a couple of links to thrift-related blogs.

MTSS

Thrift Shop Project

(Does anyone know how,short of using the code editor,  to make the spaces go away when I hit enter ?) 

       Lately Seth has been really whiny. Like, he’ll ask for a cookie And I’ll say “No.”. Where He Used To Say “Ok.” And go on about his business, He now starts whining and actually crying about it. When Gary tells him no, he sometimes even tells Gary “I don’t like you.” Ok. Kids say that. They WANT to hurt you to get you back, I know. But Seth never said these things before. I don’t know what else to do but make him go sit on his bed for a while or sit in a chair in a corner. Actually he gets spanked* for saying that to his dad. It’s pretty much the most annoying thing he does, and I can almost see where someone would give their kid whatever they want just so they don’t have to hear that bullshit every time they tell them no.

However, I am not one of those someones. Seth is not a spoiled child. Sure he owns about a million Hot Wheels, and he pretty much gets them whenever he asks for them, but that’s just because he’s usually so darn good. He really is a good kid. Contrary to popular belief (*cough*uncle Michael*cough*), he was NOT born that way. He is stubborn and cranky and just plain annoying at times, but I know him so I know the exact type of discipline that works. Now, I’m lost. It’s been 5 years of not giving in when it matters that has given me this wonderful child. I am grinding my values into him.

Maybe it’s all about figuring out the values of “Don’t whine when you don’t get what you want.”

Am I the spoiled brat? Am I stupid to think that my little angel shouldn’t be doing these things. The only change that’s been made lately is he’s been put on Allergy medicine and, probably the cause of all this nonsense, it’s Christmastime. Could it be that Santa ( I swear a typed Satan on accident) has jacked some of my authority? Did all those things people tell him about being good for Santa ruin it for me?

*Yes, I spank him when I feel like he needs more severe discipline than a time-out. Get the fuck over it.

Well, Christmas is over and while I actually enjoyed the holiday season this year, I’m kind of glad it’s over. I don’t feel obligated to do anything or be anywhere outside of the ordinary anymore. Not like I could be anyway. I’m stuck at home without my car. I needed to clean the house anyway.

We spent half of Christmas day at my grammas house, eating too much delicious ham and making fun of family members. As my younger cousins get older, they become so much more tolerable. Most of them, at least. My uncles just grow more and more obnoxious with age. I can’t even stand to be around them anymore. They’re nothing alike, but still completely intolerable. They’re also hell bent on making my grandmother feel like shit, which pisses me off to no end. Everything she does for them and they have no respect nor appreciation for it.

The second half of Christmas was spent driving to and hanging out in Ocean Springs, MS at Gary’s mom’s house. We had a bonfire and drank some. I woke up the next day feeling like crap. I made it through the ride home, a visit at grammas with her and my uncle (see above), and a trip to Wal-Mart to exchange gifts we got from there. Goodbye, tacky Navajo-looking flannel sheets, hello new shiny carafe coffee pot. Hey, I warned her. I asked her to borrow some flannel sheets until I bought some since it’s fucking cold in my house and my cotton ones hurt when I get into bed. She said “Hey, that’s what I’ll get you for Christmas.” I said, “Please PLEASE don’t buy me sheets. I like to pick my own.” Guess what she picked out for me? Yeah, really. Sheets. Ugly ones. Her redeeming factor is that she got me a sweet cake plate/punch bowl combo. I really needed a cake plate. Not so much a punch bowl, but Gary’s excited to be making Jello in it. >_<

For New Year’s Eve, I think we will be going back to Gary’s mom’s for another bonfire. This time we will be more prepared and it will be more fun times. I think it won’t be below freezing that night either. Though, it would be nice for it to snow. It’s been five years. Also, this is the first year I think Seth is actually going to remember the holiday season, so it would be nice if it was super memorable. That may sound silly, but it just DOESN’T snow here. We are freezing our asses off when it’s 50 degrees. Snow is a special event. To you it may be icky nastiness that traps you in your house, but here it’s a magical blanket that falls from the sky and sticks in our mind forever.

I need to take more photos. I feel like I’m slacking. Also, why would anyone not like Martha Stewart?!

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