Thrilled.

With jobs lining up and quote requests coming in, I’d say this is a good sign. I am really excited that my business is picking up. Hopefully I can leave my job sooner than expected. I will have to if I plan to maintain the business and keep clients happy.

I looked over my mother’s boyfriend’s website and it needs a HUGE facelift. His current designer (who I know he pays VERY well) has been desgning it to look like something from the 90s. Yuck!!

I want to freshen it up a little. I know my mother has been talking to him about this, so maybe she can finally convince him to get rid of him. I know that’s hard to do when you’ve relied on the same person for so long. I hate change, too, but if it saves him money and he has a better, more functional website out of it…then do it!!

He’s a well reknowned photographer and his site needs to say that: CLASS!

Anyways.

I’ve gone off on a tangent.

I am so very thrilled about website design business picking up and the fact that Mike heard really good news about his future work.

So overall, things are looking up for us in more ways than one!!! Finally (soon) I will be able to leave the clutches of The Village and be in a safe, less stressful work environment: home!

“The Mess”

You know, I am really thankful that none of my friends have made any kind of mockery about Michael Jackson’s death and his life leading up to it. Yet.

Let’s not forget the fact that the man was/is a fucking legend in our time and had such a huge impact on the music industry that he was deemed the King of Pop.

That makes you pretty famous.

It also makes your private life not so private.

The man was passionate about entertaining others of all ages. Later in his life, it was more towards kids. I think that he had a love for children that we as a society have skewed. And I think some people even took advantage of the fact and tried to make him out to be a child molester. It’s understandable though. We all think the ice cream men who drive up and down our streets are perverts who just want to abduct our children and rape them.

I believe he was a little weird, but I don’t think he would be stupid enough to make it so obvious if he was a child molester. And his jury thought the same as I do…innocent.

I think some people had ideas and concocted some lies to try and get their hands on part of his riches.

I will always love Michael Jackson for the artist he was, not the person society made him out to be.

A few of my favorite things!

I just wanted to post something a little more bright and fun on my blog. You’ll have to pardon the cruddy image quality; I used my phone to get it done quickly.

These are a few places in my house that I love. They make me smile when I look at them. It may be because I got something for a great price or if it was a great gift. It may just be because I like how it turned out…how I designed a neat little area.

Enjoy!

This is one of my bookshelves in my living room. I love how the books look and the photo of my husband and I as well as John Corbett (Aidan from SATC) and I.

These were wedding gifts from my mother. They are banana leaf drawers/tables. The look a little pukey in this lighting.

This is my bedsite table. It was a perfect find for the space and with banana leaf drawers. The bowl on top with shells? was a $2 find. Handmade!

This is another great find! $17 for this mirror. I love my bathroom. We’re going for a spa feel hence the mud colored walls.

This is a small wall in the bathroom. Teak candles on top. A cool image and frame on the bottom. Magazine cutout.

This is my bookshelf in my office. Full of design books and fun stuff. And Betsey Johnson!

My favorite little nook behind my laptop. Good smelling candles and my favorite frame that I got for only $3. Waiting for that perfect family photo!

Burying the pain.

Yesterday was Father’s day.

Yesterday my cousins buried their father. It was very sad and a momentus occasion, if you will. There weren’t a whole lot of people there, but the ceremony was very nice and special. My uncle received a 21 gun salute, which is the highest honor anyone can receive and is usually reserved for very special people like the president and those who have served our country.

My uncle was young still. I believe, 61. He died a horrible death, but he probably did not feel the pain.

But his children did.

I did.

It was very sad to watch my family bury a beloved family member. 3 children shed tears for their father. Parents buried one of their children. Brothers and sisters said goodbye to one of their best friends.

I can’t imagine what that must feel like and I don’t want to.

The saddest part for me was knowing that my father was really sad, but burying the pain. And my grandparents were all out of tears, but still tore up inside their frail little bodies. They are too old to deal with such a tremendous pain; the pain of burying your own child.

I hope I never have that experience.

But I know I will be attending more of these in the future. And that future gets closer and closer everyday and terrifies me.

iPhone 3G S

I am really excited that the iPhone 3G S will be coming out soon, not because I want to update, but because when we buy hubs one, it will be 100 bucks cheaper now!!!

Of course, as clumsy as he is, I don’t know if we should…

I’ll probably get shit for this.

Perez Hilton posted a tweet the other day about how the South still segregates between blacks and whites. There was a link to a story about a school in Mississippi (I think) that has a “white folks” prom on Fridays and a “black folks” prom on the following Saturday. All are invited, but you know it works out in the end….

Now, I will say my piece about this. I don’t think it’s so much a white people thing as it is a black people thing. Many times when I’ve gone to a function, or even in public gatherings whether it’s a park, a bar, outside the mall…whatever, I’ve watched as people group up according to race. And let me tell you, sometimes if you try to join those groups you get ganged up on like you just asked to be a part of their family and live in their house. Most of the times I’ve noticed black people to be very territorial. White people don’t exist in their hood and if you do, they don’t pay attention to you. They act like you don’t know what living in poverty and crime is like (”You don’t know what it’s like to live in the ghetto/projects!”). I hear this a lot.

But somehow – for some reason – they are still OK with it. Because they are with their brothers and sisters and the white people are against them.

You know, it’s not a matter of opinion that blacks are bigger troublemakers; it’s a matter of fact. The statistics will show you this.

So next time you want to point the finger at who is being racist, point it at those who are keeping themselves separated/segregated from the rest. I am not racist. I hate all people who are mean and hateful and who want to take pity on themselves because they are poor when they are perfectly capable of doing what it takes to make something of themselves.

The only person holding them back is theirself. Not the white people.

**Please note that I am not saying ALL black people are this way.

3 year anniversary and the circle…went missing.

My husband is clumsy….let it be known.

The week of our 3 year anniversary (6-6-09) he was working for his brother building an outside entertainment building/pation thingy. He and the guy he was working with decided that since it has been warm lately that they are going to take a dip in the river.

When my husband did, and was pushing his way back to the top, his ring slipped off. Now granted, he had half his hand cut off years ago and when it was put back together, his ring finger was still all messed up. His left arm is not as built as his right just because he doesn’t have the same strength from all of the damage. I mean, he’s lucky he can even use it as well as he does! He can still play guitar and was told he wouldn’t be able to (which would have killed him).

Anyways.

Knowing that everytime he showers, it slips off didn’t come to mind before he jumped into a HUGE body of water.

So his wedding band is lost.

And this makes me really sad. This is the ring I slipped on his hand when we exchanged vows. And he just kind of acted like it was no big deal.

He then proceeded to ask me if I’d tattoo a ring on his finger.

This kind of irritated me because he instantly wants to replace the circle of love I had put on his finger with a new tattoo.

I just don’t know what I want to do. Part of me wants him to put on a scuba mask and dive for it. (It’s a relatively shallow area) The other part just says get another one exactly like it (hoping I can find one).

Smoke free for a while now.

Several months ago after getting sick for the first time in the winter, Idecided to stop smoking. First it was because the taste mixed with my sickness and screwed up taste buds was a little bit like licking an ash tray full of old cigarette butts.

Disgusting, I know.

I stopped and decided that I was done. I hadn’t smoked since when I was first pregnant (and had just found out). So I had stayed away for almost 2 years when I picked up again in February of 2008. I continued to smoke (maybe a pack a week) until about mid-November of 2008.

I have managed to not even want one, think about them or crave them for this long. I am actually very repulsed by the smell of people after they’ve been smoking. They smell like that same dirty ash tray smell, especially if they smoke the el cheapos.

Anywhoo. I am proud of myself. Once before when I tried to quit I got the 7 month itch and I’m hoping that doesn’t happen. I’m coming up on 7 months now.

Holly Madison & her playboy tat

Since we’re on the topic of tattoos lately, have you guys heard that Holly Madison had her Playboy bunny tramp stamp removed? Even though she had it removed, you can still see the outline of it. It’s ridiculous.

I would have just left it.

(Photo from lasvegassun.com)

New tattoos.

I have been dying for some new tattoos, therefore I’ve been brainstorming in my head the things I have thought of that I’d like to have.

Next up I am definitely going to  get my Aidan tattoo. I know I need to finish the two that are unfinished (my mermaid and my Lunachick design), but I want new, new, new!!! So, the Aidan tattoo will be the next new one. I’ve been wanting something on my foot/feet, but don’t know what. I saw an awesome cupcake and stars design on a lady that was so colorful and cute.

Last night I designed a love tattoo for my hubsy. And instead of putting his name on the banner, I am going to put “hubsy” in it, because that’s what I refer to him as. I don’t know where I want to put it; I thought about on the inside of my left or right shoulder…kind of on the front of my chest, but at the shoulder.

I’m also thinking about starting a chest piece. I have the idea for that and it is most radical!

For sure, I know what’s coming next and I can’t wait. I plan to do them on my vacation at the beginning of July.