My First Sky Diving Experience

Today while I was unpacking I found the video evidence of my very first, and very last, sky diving experience. Today was the first day that I ever watched it all the way through. It’s really strange that watching it still makes me super anxious. I can remember the feeling of jumping out of the plane. I can remember feeling like I was going to die. And I mostly remember that I had to really focus on breathing. To this day I don’t regret forcing myself to go because whenever I think I can’t do something I always remember that experience.

The Bad Part of Parenthood

Parenthood seems pretty great and all, until I really start to think about it. At some point or multiple points, I am going to get projectile vomit on me. It’s going to be warm and smell like rotten horrible food. I can handle pee. Poop is another thing, ew. I think kids won’t be “fun” until they are like 12 and responsible enough to know that if you don’t feel good, then you need to vomit in the bathroom. Being a mom kind of hardens you to that stuff though I suppose. But still, from this standpoint right now, it’s not so thrilling.

Time Flies

It’s hard to believe that another year has almost past. It’s almost Christmas again and New Years Eve. I’m always amazed at how normal I feel when the year changes. It’s silly I suppose how I always expect to feel different some how when I count down with Time Square, watch the ball drop, and explode into a spectacle of lights. Then I cheer with everyone half dumbfounded at how once again I still feel normal. The same thing happens on my birthday too. I expect to wake up enlightened, but usually I just wake up with a hangover haha. Can’t blame anyone but myself for that one.

Japanese Cast Iron Teapot

Losing My Things and My Mind

Lately I’ve been struggling with simple things that I should not be having trouble with. I’m sure these times come and go with everyone but I’m sick of always feeling one step behind when I’m used to being two steps ahead. I’ve been trying to play catch up in my life and oh my gosh it’s exhausting. I’ve also been “misplacing” things or losing them. Important things too. Things that I normally wouldn’t lose. I feel like I’m losing my mind and that’s exhausting too.  You’d think losing things would take no energy at all, but ironically it takes a lot. Luckily most of them are replaceable, I just am mad at myself for losing them in the first place.

Missing a Part of Your Life

On a completely different note, I got PONYO the other day. Which I haven’t gotten to watch again yet, but I will. I haven’t seen it since it came out in theatres last year. It’s about a little mermaid girl, but it’s done by Hayao Miyazaki and Studio Ghibli. Now, if you don’t know who Mr. Miyazaki is, then you are missing a very cool and interesting part of your life. Basically anything he creates is something you’ve never seen before. He brings life…to life. And he likes to make cute animals like Totoro and kitties! And sometimes his movies are a little dark, such as Spirited Away. He is definently an artist that everyone should check out.

Kyusu

The Fight of Two Kittens

One of the most annoying things about bringing a new kitty into the house, is making the other kitty accept it. All night I’ve been listening to hissing and low growls. Poor little Duragon just wants to be friends with Kittenface, but she’ll have none of it right now. She’s too busy feeling like she’s not number one anymore. Duragon is only three months old, so he’s been running ALL over the house pouncing on things and practically climbing the walls. I can’t wait to see him and Kittenface snuggling together or playing together. I know in the end they will make great friends.

Her Unconditional Kitty Love

I know I’ve written of my cat before or at least I feel like I probably have anyway. Everyday I am amazed at her playfulness and ultimately her unconditional kitty love. Yesterday she was running around the house at full speed bringing me Q-Tips to throw about, so that she could fetch them again.  It was funny because her tail was all poofy and also because she was running full speed using her claws to propel her even faster along the carpet. Today she sits in my lap purring loudly and looking up at me with love. She’s such an awesome cat. I am the luckiest owner in the world.

Why Only White Carpets?

For the life of me I can’t figure out why apartments choose white or light beige as their carpet color. Every. Single. One of them. It shows stains a lot of times, even when you do scrub the living tar out of them. Not actual tar by the way. Not to mention, I think they legally HAVE to clean the carpets really well when you move out of them, so why white?! Can’t it be like blue or green? Maybe I am only few people who like moderately dark carpets. I just need an area rug that covers the whole area. Haha.

Yixing Teapot

Driving my Freedom

Driving is pretty much the greatest perk about growing up. It’s the ultimate freedom. You can go to the supermarket, Arkansas, to visit your parents. Haha. Who does that? I have actually been doing a lot of long-ish distance driving lately. It ends up only being about an hour and a half, but it’s kind of relaxing to sit in the car and belt out songs at the top of your lungs. No judgment. Just you. Your car. Maybe a little Killswitch or Bobby Darin. If you don’t label yourself, your taste can be eclectic too! Anyways, take a trip outside of your comfort zone and be amazed at the awesomeness!

Being Mad at Nothing

Have you ever gotten really mad at someone for something that they didn’t even do? I have. The other day I had a dream that my friend used half my face scrub in one use. How freakin’ rude. When I saw her later (in real life) I got totally livid for a split second; it took me a second longer to realize why. Then I felt really really stupid. Of course I was angry at her for using too much face scrub in a DREAM! Cause that makes sense. It’s a good thing people can’t read my mind, they’d be so confused.

Japanese Tea Sets