Posts Tagged ‘random thoughts’

I was standing in line at the post office earlier this week, and in walked a man with a wee little girl I am going to assume was his daughter. Cute little thing. Young. If I had to guess, I’d say maybe 4. Maybe. They took their place in line right behind me. About a minute later, I hear a conversation that went something like this…

Dad: *annoyed* Your nose is all green. What did you do at school today?!

Girl: *defensive* I didn’t do nothing!

Dad: Well, your nose and fingers are green. You did something.

Girl: *After long pause… shrieks* I was smelling the marker!

Dad: *freaked*  Ooh. No. Don’t do that. You really shouldn’t do that! Smelling markers is bad! It can… it can make you sick! Really sick! Your head will… get all dizzy… and you could pass out! And get really sick! And you could… you could… you could even die!! Don’t do that!

Girl: *defensive* But all my friends were doing it!!

Dad: Still! You shouldn’t do that! It can make you really, really sick!

Girl: *blink, blink*

Dad: You’d have to go to the doctor. And you know how you’re really smart right now?

Girl: U-huh…

Dad: Well, you wouldn’t be smart anymore. You… you wouldn’t be able to walk. Or talk. Or read.

Me: *trying to not bust out laughing*

Dad: You’d be like a baby!! And you could DIE!!!

Girl: *apprehensive* Okay… I won’t do it anymore….

Dad: I mean it!! You could die!!

Girl: OKAY!! I won’t do it!!

Me: *done with business, practically run to car to relay conversation to mom who is waiting*

Me & mom: *laugh butts off*

I wish I could have been a fly on the wall at her school the next day.

Little Johnny: *sniffing purple marker* Commmee oonnnnnn, Girl!!! Mmm, so yummy. You know you wanna smell it! Purple! YUM!

Girl: NOOOOO!!!! Dad says you’re gonna turn into a baby and DIEEEEE!!!!

Random kids, innocently playing in corner, sniffing yellow marker: *sniff* *bawl* don’t… wanna… die… waaaaah!!!

Boy, they sure do start young these days. Peer pressure is harsh.

Finally, a post not titled “Macro Monday…” and not about jewelry. Shocker. I know. I really don’t have anything to say these days. Yes, I always say that and then end up writing a novel… but for reals, yo. Most of my time on the computer is spent building and growing our business. It’s a full time job, just with no “perks” (yet). I guess that’s not entirely true. It has paid for some pretty cool toys. Toys are definitely perks.

Today I spent all afternoon working on taxes. The sad part is, I’m not to the actual tax part yet. It took me all afternoon to enter my end of year inventory into my spreadsheet and add up the totals. People, I have too much stuff. Really, does a girl need so many gemstones?

Well, yes. Yes, she does. A girl just doesn’t want to be bothered with counting them every year for uncle Sam. Uncle Sam is not the nicest of uncles. All he does is take our hard earned money and spend it on crap. He’s not very fiscally responsible. And yet I have to be accountable to him. That’s all kinds of crazy.

Speaking of all kinds of crazy… it’s been all kinds of crazy windy here. I mean, knock you over windy. Well, knock you over if you’re tiny like me. Ok, I have not actually been knocked over, but “knock you over windy” just sounds so much more ominous than plain old “windy”. Shoot, everywhere has plain old “windy”. How boring is “windy”? But we don’t get plain old “windy” here. We get 50 MPH winds on a weekend for no good reason. That’s all kinds of crazy.

And we’re back.

It will be all kinds of miraculous if I awaken to the lack of recyclables strewn all across the neighborhood and threatening stares from our neighbors.

Speaking of all kinds of miraculous… the fact that the following photos came out even halfway decent in this all kinds of crazy knock you down wind must indeed be a sign from the heavens. A sign of what, I am not sure.

These are, as I’m sure you guessed, little baby oranges on my little baby mandarin orange tree.

*Pauses to relish in the collective aaaawww*

Not so awww? The fact that I picked and threw away probably twenty little baby oranges. It was so sad. So very, very sad. I did it only because apparently it’s recommended the first few years, so the little baby fruits don’t take so much energy from the growing tree.

If only I knew this fact when we planted the dang thing two years ago. No wonder it hasn’t grown. But it is prolific!

Did you know that little baby mandarin oranges, even when teeny tiny pea sized and still green, smell just like edible full sized mandarin oranges? Oh, so sad having to pick ‘n toss them.

Did you also know that I can throw little baby mandarin oranges all teeny tiny pea sized and still green over the fence really really far? I probably made some birdies really happy. Well, if they didn’t get hit over the head that is.

Now orange you glad I blogged?

I’ve been baaad, bloggy friends. BAD! A bad blogger, a bad bloggy buddy, a bad… well… enough alliterations for one post, no?

I’m once again in a funky place where I don’t know what to write about. During any given day, you can catch me moping around the house, sighing and thinking, “Dangit! I don’t know what to write about!” Ok, not really. Well, maybe the moping part a little. Or a lot. Moping is what I’m good at these days. I have a lot of deep things weighing on my mind lately with no real resolution for them and it’s getting old.

I know all three of my faithful readers are missing my wit, my charm, and my ability to make them laugh with a single act of locking myself in the bathroom… naked. I’m sorry I’ve been neglectful of this most important duty. I’m also sorry I have not been visiting your witty, charmy, funny blogs and commenting as much as I should.

So what’s been going on in Crystal land lately? Not much, really. I’m getting my hair cut next week. I haven’t cut it in a long time. It’s about at my shoulders right now, and I think I’ll cut it to my chin. That’s my favorite length. I’m not fond of long hair.

I have nothing new to report on the adoption front. In fact, we have not done anything on that front at all. I’m having some big feelings about it that I can’t quite get past. Not about adopting in general, just the route we’re considering taking and the lack of control I will have there in certain areas that are important to me. It’s NOT a route I particularly want to take, but my husband does, so we are at a stand still. Plus, there is simply no time to pursue it at the moment, so who knows when it will happen. If it ever happens. At this point in time, I have great doubts about whether or not we will ever really become parents. I’m sorta leaning towards no on that one, but I guess time will tell.

Also, in the past year, I’ve had a major shift in thinking in many areas. I’m totally not the same person I was two years ago. Except for the phobias. Those are still there. No matter what changes, rest assured, the phobias will be there to keep me grounded! *rolls eyes* One of the things I have dramatically changed my thinking on is how I feel about certain aspects of parenting and disciplining. My beliefs on the matter no longer conform to what most of my family believes – including my spouse. And I feel so strongly about them that I am unwilling to waver from them. So this should be interesting (if we ever become parents, which, again, probably not ever going to happen!). But hopefully these things have a way of working themselves out… right?

At this point in my life I feel very much stuck in limbo. And to be quite honest with you, I don’t like it so much!

I’ve been staying up way too late and sleeping late too. I reorganized how things are categorized on our website last night, and started working on paperwork for taxes. I baked bread from scratch for yesterday’s dinner for the first time in a very long time. It was ok, but kinda crunchy on the outside.

We watched the first season of Heroes last month and loved it. We also watched last season’s Lost and are very excited that the new season starts tonight (and are VERY excited that we love DVR so much). And did I tell you that we bought a friggin huge TV? Yeah. Right before Christmas, we found a 37″ flat screen LCD HDTV and decided to treat ourselves. Apparently playing XBox on an HDTV is a lot better than on a regular TV. Do they even make regular TVs anymore? At first I felt really guilty about all the money we spent in the second half of last year. But then I remembered how hard we’ve been working the past several years, and how much we cut back and saved and scrimped and then I didn’t feel so bad anymore. It took us years to get out of debt and build up a good bit of savings. We’re FINALLY able to reward ourselves a little… and there’s no shame in that, right?

But no more big spending for a while. Or at least until we decide to rip out the floors, which I’m hoping will happen around spring break. We’ve been planning that the entire time we’ve lived here (almost two years!) and have not yet done it. Well, I’m getting very sick of it not being done, so I am making a point this year that it WILL get done before my birthday in June. Even if I have to hire someone to come and do it, it WILL get done.

So maybe I have a little more to talk about than I thought…