Don't mess with the Zohan

I guess it's about time to start posting housey pictures.
I won't be showing full before and afters until everything is done which we anticipate to be in
January of 2035.
This wall is in the dining room. . I just need about 2,ooo more frames to complete the look.
I'll post the finished product if I remember.

This Petal lamp was done with an Ikea lamp shade and 300 hand-cut pieces of felt.
I now hate felt but I love lamp.

Bye.

Hot Heat

Soooo remember that post where I talked about my sweaty issues? (I'm not going to add a link from that post because I'm not that invested in my blog.) Turns out, that Degree deodorant sucks. It worked for a DAY and then decided it was more fun to let me fend for myself. A few years ago, my cousins, Sam and Steff told me about Ban. I trust their clammy opinions so I tried it. I OWE MY SOCIAL LIFE TO BAN. Yea, it's that good. You don't get that BO smell mixed with baby powder and the best thing is, you don't sweat. Now if only they would invent something for bang sweat, that's the worst.

Now onto cooler stuff. Ty and I just celebrated 3 years of wedded bliss. Forget Anniversary Inn, we attended a home fire safety class... We also got free food at Carrabba's for going. Which probably wasn't the best idea on Carrabba's part because tt's kind of hard to eat when you're hearing depressing stories of faulty fire alarms and asphyxiation. Sometimes free food isn't that worth it. I want to apologize to my sister, bro-in-law, Dave and Tara. I think I may have 4 less friends now.

The Chocolate made it all better. Please go there. And please please get the Kazookie. You will leave a better person.

Oh yeah, after 3 years of hand mixing EVERYTHING, my hand muscles were tired.

Come to Mama.

Who needs college when you have a mind like mine?

Does this ever happen to you?

You see someone in real life that you blog-stalk daily. You possibly went to high school with them but were in different social groups or maybe you know them through a friend. If they saw you, they would more than likely recognize you too.

Through following their blog, you know everything about them. You know what their new house, husband or baby looks like. You know that yesterday, they had a really bad day or how fat they think they are. After a few months of stalking, you feel like you're really getting a sense of this person/people and maybe even want to be their friend in the real world. Or even creepier, you want their husband and your husband to be friends.

So there you are at the store/mall/restaurant, you see them, they see you. You know each other well enough from high school or mutual friend to both say Hi but...uhh then what? You can't exactly start jabbering on about their latest trip to the Ocean because you will probably get maced in the face. But you can't exactly fake not knowing them because that's lying. And chances are they read your blog too and you both know that you read each other's blog. Double crap.

Neither one of you can be the vulnerable one by trying to awkwardly jump start the convo so you just end up standing there for a few seconds before saying, "It was good to see you!" with a big fake, dry mouthed smile and then go home in anticipation for their next post.

Am I too bold to say that blogs might be ruining lives and making our anti-social society even MORE anti-social? Or maybe, I'm just ultra creepy.