Wednesday Nails

Here are Wednesday's nails.  I was in a mood for scary after what Somewhere and  I have been watching.

Also, I used a lot of cheap nail polishes, some of which don't have names.  I'll go back through and list the ones I know, but, that's why I can't list all the colors.

My inspiration was bloody and gross. You have one or the other normally in a scary show, so I did one hand of each.  

Wednesday.

I know, I know, no post yesterday.  Yesturday, as some of you may know, was Tuesday.  I hate to rock your world.  It was.

Tuesday is co-op day, which basically means Day of Dead for all things not co-op and me.  I rocked my Monday nails all day and came home too tired to move, much less paint my nails.  I think we'll all live.  I hope.



      Today I finally got my grasp back on the house work.  It is amazing, when you've been working on keeping up with the house, what not being able to focus on it for a couple days will do to it.   Also, what it will do to your mental state of being.  I'm so used to it taking me all day to recover that being able to get it livable again in like, two hours? maybe? was shocking.  I felt so accomplished and yet so like I did nothing all day.

What can I say?  I'm a recovering... I'm not really sure what to call it, "bad-housewife-cleaning-person?"  No.  That makes me sound like I clean housewives.  That's not really it at all.



      Changing my mind set to that of a healthy person is going well.  It's amazing that even though Somewhere and I have had way less money lately, this past month or so has probably been one of my healthiest food wise in a long time.   I'm starting to notice the difference, even in my cravings and mood.  It is nice.

If you are looking for a great motivator, check out this wonderful, Godly woman's site.

Really inspiring lady here...

       Somewhere and I are enjoying watching the show Supernatural.  It's right up our dorky alley.   Just thought you should know.


      Okay, well I'll see you tomorrow.

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Yellow Eyes

Here's the post for yesterday's nail polish design!! Yippiieee! And the world rejoices!

Rimmel "Delicously Dark" (its actually purply)
Milani "Good Morning Sunshine"
L.A. Girls Crackle "

Wait...

You didn't care?

BH Cosmetics 120 Color Palette
White, Gold, Yellow and Purple.
Jordana Black Eye Marker
Almay Hypoallergenic Dial-A-Lash in Black.

Too bad.


Please ignore the bad quality.  I didn't realize that the front camera of the iPhone was a poor quality than the back. Weird.

It was definitely a wilder look than I normally wear.  I know, I know, for me what is tame is still pretty wild for most people.  I was surprised that I actually liked the yellow on my eyes though.   Also, this isn't necessarily what I meant by looking for my wildness.


















On that note, this woman, Zoe Keating, definitely understands the wildness for which I am longing.



I love her focus, passion and style.  This is the sort of thing that makes my heart sing.   Maybe one day I can be this raw and full of beauty.   Perhaps I already am.

Yesterday

Yesterday was my birthday party with my mom's family. 


 On that side of the family, we get together at least once a month to celebrate our birthdays.  The person who we are celebrating gets to pick the theme of the meal.  I chose Greek.  There were gyros (souvlaki), greek salad with feta stuffed tomatoes and cheese wrapped in grape leaves, stuffed red peppers, roasted potatoes, spinach pastry, pita with hummus and spinach dip.  Nostimos!


I also got a bunch of amazing gifts, including a BH Cosmetics 120 Color Palette No. 1.  

Oh my word.  I keep opening it and just gazing happily. 

I told my hubby last night that to some that many colors may seem too much.  To a make up soul like mine, though, it's akin to a brand new box of crayons.  

*le sigh* 

I see so many opportunities and so many adventures to be had.  

To celebrate the days until my birthday, I'm doing a different nail look every day.  Yesterday, I didn't know when I did my nails that I would be doing this project, so they are a little rough.  It looks okay though.

Ms. Manicure White and Clear, Rimmel Violet Metal and Migi  Deep Blue.
I dipped the white tips in white glitter
and the blue/purple in white glitter on the base and purple and red glitter on tips.

 Last but not least, I've been stretching my ears.  Don't freak.  I'm only going to a 2g.  It was an attempt to correct my uneven piercings.  So far it's not making a difference.  I got sick of the boyish look though so I put eyelash glue on the plug and then dipped them in glitter.  It came off when I put the plugs back in. After that, I just put the glue on them while I wore them, thus, getting glitter on my ear.

My sweet grandparents ("Hi Grandfather and Grandmother!") got me the book One Thousand Gifts as well.  Its all I can do to finish the book I was already reading before diving into this one.  It looks fantastic.

Well, goodnight all!

I'll do a double post tomorrow to catch up.

Smiles!

Last week

Lean, Mean 25 Machine. That's my goal for this year.
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This is my last week of being 24.
 After this week, in my mind, I'm an adult.

 It's not that I'm a grown up.  I also realize I should have reached this point well before now.

All that said, this is it.  It's time, beyond time, to put aside childish things.

I still love playdoh, glitter, coloring with crayons and watching 1/4 of a bar of Ivory soap in the microwave.

It just seems time to start viewing life as something to be lived, fully and seriously, with purpose.

This is my last week being 24.

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Oh.
And I need a new blog name.
Thoughts?

First Time This Year

First post this year, and it's been a while folks.  Just a touch of writers block.

Tonight Somewhere and I are watching a movie and a sweet Celtic song started playing.  The sort of song that's always made me imagine standing on a great stone cliff overlooking some grey Irish sea, wind blowing in my face.   A thought struck me, listening to that song.

"What has happened to my wildness?"

What has happened to that raw, barbaric, primitive side of me?  I'm not talking about a crazy side.  I used to have this urge, this part of me that awoke at the thought of how people used to live.  When life was raw and dangerous.  (I know, I know, and lacking in modern medicine and all the lovelies I know and enjoy.)

The fact is, while I've been enjoying getting back to the basics in some matters, such as embracing the Biblical principle of a woman's hair being her glory.  On that note, I have been enjoying braiding my hair and making sure I make an effect with it.  Or the fact that I've been baking pita and bread. Other than that though, I've traded the beauty of the world God's created, of this huge, scary, harsh glorious world for a stupid virtual one.  Seriously.  I got sucked into a computer game even.

When did my life become about all this fake stuff and not the real?

Nocturnal

More and more I'm realizing night is my time. I feel like I live in my own little world in the night. I'm more awake and alert and my thoughts run with greater ease. Maybe it's the lack of distractions outside or the fact that I'm less likely to have some random person annoy me at night. Keepin' it real, folks, keepin' it real.

Love is a powerful thing. Given how my life has been with new friends and thoughts on my other posts, I'm overwhelmed by how much power love, or the lack there of, has.

I had other thoughts on this but they aren't there anymore so I'll post in the morning.

You are loved.