Balancing on the Edge of Insanity

Snow Ice Cream and I'm a Superhero

This looked like an interesting recipie.  Snow Ice Cream.... hmmm... might have to try it some time.  Goddess knows it snows enough in Utah.

Also found this while wandering BE: Always did like him.... he just seemed so.... yummy with that accent and all.

Take a look here

The Holidays

I seem to ramble a lot in here.  But that's what blogging is about.  Rambling and letting off steam for some, rambling and informing people about the world or their company, or just posting pictures... which is like rambling.... cause a picture's worth a thousand words and all.

Anyhow... this is supposed to be about the holidays.  Namely, Christmas.  What a joke.  It's one big Pagan holiday turned Christian so that the Christians could convert the Pagans.  And now days... it isn't even that anymore.  It's just another of the big commercialized holidays that mean lots of money for corporate businesses.

I don't really hate the holiday.  It just makes me angry sometimes.  I'm all for a day that the country says my company can tell their employees they don't have to come in.  Not that I hate work either.

It's the way I spend Christmas that really gets to me though...

Procrastination @ It's Best

I am a procrastinator.  I will admit it.  I'll just wait until the last minute to admit it.

It's 6 days before Christmas and I still haven't figured out what to get Mr Q's brother for this blasted holiday.  I know he's getting one of the pictures of Mr Q and I, but nearly everyone else is getting something else as well.

Oh crap!  I just remembered that I haven't gotten anything for Mr Q's step-dad either.  Damn, damn, damn.  I'm down to $10 to my name and still have two people to get presents for... not to mention finishing up the baskets and pictures.

Sometimes I wonder why I procrastinate.  Maybe I like the feeling of being rushed and stressed out at the same time... or maybe I'm just crazy and expect things to do themselves if I don't get to them in time...

Mr Q getting with the Groove

Mr Q has started his own blog.  Go check him out here. I'd apologize for the way it's written, but it's his style.  So I won't apologize for him. 

Slight Insomnia

Mr Q is at work.  It's almost eleven at night.  And I should be fast asleep as I know I'll be waking up between 5 and 5:30 tomorrow morning.

I also know that I can't sleep.  I took a warm shower.  I sat in bed.  I did everything I could think of to persuade myself to sleep.  I'm restless though. 

I think I've been sleeping in the same house and same bed too long.  I've not spent this many consecutive nights sleeping in the same place since I was about six years old.  I have a gypsy heart.  I love to wander.  I'm trying to break that though.  And so, I spend nights roaming around my house unable to sleep.  Pondering things even I can't figure out.  Dreaming up conversations with the "ghosts" in my head.  Living in the world in my head until my body decides it can sleep in the same bed again tonight.

It's not that I'm not tired.  I am.  I'm just too tense to sleep.  I can close my eyes.  I can start to drift to sleep.  Inevitably though, I wake.  And I feel the need to move.  Either that or risk a body part falling asleep and getting that pin prickling feeling.  Gods I hate that feeling.  Time to go try again to sleep.

Sweet Dreams out there.

Seeing Mr Q and I

This is the only picture of Mr Q and I.  Well one of the two taken the same day, with the same background.  I liked this one better as it shows my personality a little better than the other one.  While the kid was taking this I was so tempted to reach my other hand down and do something bad to make Mr Q have a different expression on his face.  But I was a good girl and only thought...

Christmas giving and making

It's the time of year a lot of people dread.  Christmas.  I'm one of those people who dread this time of year.  But mostly because of all the snow here.

I love to give presents to people all year 'round.  So Christmas is a wonderful time to do that.  Except the lack of money to get everyone something really really nice.  So I'll make things.  This year I'm making fabric picture frames and putting the only pic of Mr Q and I in them.  Then I'm making these little baskets out of white plastic grid and yarn to put the pictures and a few other small things in.  For the four kids I'm using old soda 2-liter bottles and filling them with small items suited for each kid.  I think the only person not getting this kind of thing is my youngest uncle.  He's getting a store bought, fleece, throw blanket from us.

But Christmas is also an excellent time to give more than presents.  This year, the Wednesday before Christmas, I'm going to go donate blood as well.  I'm doing it the week of Christmas because my local Red Cross said that each week of Christmas they do something special for people who donate blood.  They wouldn't tell me what though.  So, I'll go in Wednesday the 22nd and find out.  Not only am I giving... but I'm also a very curious type person.  So I guess my giving blood this close to Christmas actually has an alterior motive.  Go figure...

Old Family Photos

If you look on the sidebar you should see a link to my photo album.  If not do me a favor and send me a comment telling me I'm crazy.  Anyhow, in that link is a few photos of my sibblings and I as smaller children.  My older brother is now all grown up with a wife and kids, and my little brother just got his drivers liscense about two months ago.  So you can see how old these are.  Take a look and tell me what you think.

Inkblot Test

My results from the 56 page test:

your subconscious mind is driven most by Kindness

You have a deep desire to be kind and fair to others. You are preoccupied with finding kindness in the world around you, far more than you may realize on a conscious level. This makes you unusually empathetic and very sensitive to other people's feelings.

Your kind nature makes you an optimist at heart and allows you to see the best in the people around you. Because you're not judgmental, others seek you out when they need a friend.

Your psyche is very rich; the more you learn about it, the more you will understand who you really are.

Found from Patriot's site on Tickle.com

Surfin' the Net from Home

Today is my day off.  And I'm at home.  And I'm posting...

All because I got cable internet (insert happy dance in chair... quietly, Mr Q is asleep still).

So today I shall surf BE, play on pogo, and chat on my yahoo messanger (screenname: poison_psyco).  See you all around...