huntsville! Huntsville!! HUNTSVILLE!!!

I went there this weekend. It was awesome. It was kind of a long drive but scenic and very pretty. 😊 I went up there to see my brother Cade (who's in the Army). He's at Redstone Arsenal. My dad, Nick, and Shadow went, also. And it was more fun than I thought it would be...

I've never really been on a trip or anything with my dad before. But he's a funny guy (... not so much on purpose...) I love him, though. And it was really nice to see my brother who seems to be doing well. I'm so proud of him. And I guess that's about it.

Wow, this is one of the shortest blogs I've ever written.

Oh well. Laters! 😁

A series of unfortunate events? Maybe not.

I guess now would be a good time to fill you in.

Me, Nick, and Shadow were at the lovely Circuit City - shopping around as we do sometimes and decided to make a purchase. We were going to use a credit card (for the sake of this story I have two of them and we will call them A and B). So we were going to use card A, but it was declined. We both knew that the card wasn't anywhere near maxed out, but whatever... it's not like we could do anything about it right there in the store. So I decided to use card B instead. Unfortunately, I could not find it. That is not like me. I always know where my money-type things are. Anyway, that was rather annoying since I wasn't sure whether or not I had the money in the bank for the purchase because I had not balanced my checkbook since this weekend. So we left empty-handed.

When we got home we looked and looked for missing card B and I called about card A to see what the deal was. Turns out it was a random security lock-out... they do it randomly or when there are unusual purchases on the account. They do that so you will call and give them info that only you would know to make sure you are the cardholder... that no one's taken your card and is just using it or something. As soon as you call they make your card usable again. Back when I bought my drums this happened also. It's really annoying, but I guess at least this time, helpful.

So on to card B... I checked my online statement for it... there were $260.00 of pending purchases on this account... this card that I had not used since I'd paid it all but completely off two weeks ago. What the fuck!?!? So I called customer service and they gave me a LIST of things that had been put on there since yesterday. Over $460.00 worth of shit to be exact. I told them that I could not find my card today and that I didn't put the purchases on there... there was only one place I even shop from in the list of places that the purchases were coming from. That place happened to be Wal-Mart - where I'm thinking I probably dropped that card yesterday and someone decided to use it. To whomever that was - thanks asshole.

Needless to say, card B is now canceled and I'll be getting new crap from the credit card company... a new card with new account numbers and all that jazz... also a lovely affidavit to sign stating that I did not make those purchases. And to think... if card A hadn't randomly locked me out I may not have noticed that card B was missing and being used by someone else. Weird coincidence, yes? As unhappy as I am with having that happen this story does have a happy ending. The credit card company for card B said that the charges would be removed and wiped from my credit if it did show up... also, we went back to Circuit City and successfully used card A.

THE END

Today was...

a good day. 😄 Yes, indeed. We got up this morning pretty early... ok, it was like 11:00, but that's early for a Saturday around here. We had something that we needed to do and got that done... then decided that it would be fun to go to the museum. It's been a while since we'd been there. I happened to think that Steve may want to go and he did (yay!), so me, him, Nick, and Shadow went. It was fun.

It brought back a memory of Shadow's first trip there (it was a few years back when this happened)... He saw one of the zebras, stopped and pointed, and asked rather loudly if that was his father. 😂😂😂 Yeah, I was quite shocked. There's a reason for that, though (and no - it's not because I banged a zebra). 😂 It's because my mom (since Shadow was a baby) called him her "little zebra baby" because he's black and white. Oh, and because at age three he still had never met his father so I could see how he might be a bit confused. But anyway. I thought that was a cute story. And it was definitely a worthy trip - although if the weather had permitted it would've been nice to be able to walk the trail and see the animals. Still fun, though.

After that we decided we NEEDED to go to the pet store. Nick's other scorpion kicked the bucket sometime late last night / early this morning so we thought we'd go and see what else we could find. For anyone who can't tell we frequent Critter's and Petco - if not to shop for pets and supplies then just to look around. It's kind of been our pass-time for quite a while now. Anyway, while we were there we bought a ball for Yorda. She's been playing with it tonight and it is SO cute. 😍 I love her. I love all of our little furry, prickly, feathery babies. 😊 So all in all, I'm happy, today was good, and this is...

THE END!

bittersweetness, from :( to :)

So... I was a little weird yesterday. No big surprise there, I guess. I didn't feel very good... in fact, I felt really bad (as in sick). I didn't want to do anything at all, so me, Nick, and Shadow decided we'd all relax and watch a movie. We put in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and for some reason I cried through like, the first half. I cried at the little crooked house, I cried at the cute li'l old man, I cried when people wanted to buy the kid's ticket off him, I cried at how utterly strange Willy Wonka looked, I cried when all of the little kids were assholes... damn. That's not all, either - just what I can remember. I didn't think that was supposed to be a sad movie. Really, I think it was more just me and my state of mind. I do that pretty frequently, (get really emotional). A lot of times I laugh or cry sort of uncontrollably. Lately (although it hasn't always been the case) it's been more laughing than anything, but I guess I can't expect to always be jolly - especially when physically I feel like crap. Overall I liked the movie, though. Especially the end. 

As bad as I felt I think last night was pretty good. I was a complete baby, and Nick patiently took care of me. He's more and more awesome every day. Shadow was really sweet, also... he told me I didn't have to read him a bed time story if I was sick. I don't think he could understand how much I appreciated that last night. Also, the little hedgehog sounds coming from the little castle in her tank were so adorable... I just love that thing. She's awesome. I love how friendly she is. I hate to say it, but I want one of my own and so does Shadow... and it's so hard to resist buying more. I really can't right now, though. I mean, I could, but I shouldn't. ...um, THE END.

HEDGEHOG PICS!!!

Yep... the name says it all! 😁

Aren't they adorable??? I love the little sounds they make and the little snot bubbles they blow... awww!!! Nick's seems to be the more sociable one at the moment... she's very active and friendly. Steph's just kind of stays balled up... the more we played with him last night the more relaxed he seemed, though. It's a big adjustment for the both of them so I understand. All in all the three of us are really pleased with them... not to mention Shadow. He was so excited, too. He wants to get one and name it Sonic. Yeah... not very original, but hey - he's five. So whatever. 😂 I don't know that he'll be getting one... I really need to be getting a bigger place if I plan to keep this up. (Which doesn't sound too bad to me ). But anyhoo, I stray. There's our new babies. Enjoy the pics!

<3!
Blu

I must be crazy... NEW PET(S). :D

Yeah... yeah, I did it again. New pets. More. AND I'M SO DAMN EXCITED! Really neither of them were for me, but that doesn't matter. One's gonna live with me and the other is gonna visit, so... anyway, here's the story.

Ok, Nick has been wanting a hedgehog FOREVER. Every time we visit the pet store that's what he talks about (among other things, but that mainly). So me, him, and Steph went there today and I wanted to see one out of the cage because I was curious. So of course they took it out and then it ROLLED UP IN A BALL. OMG!!! I didn't know they really did that! I was hooked. I had to buy it. So Nick got a hedgehog. She's a girl and she's adorable. Only 14 weeks old!

But things did not stop there. There was only one left and he so happened to be a man-hog and it was obvious that Steph had fallen for him so we got him, too. FOR REAL. I bought two hedgehogs today - one for Nick and one for Steph. I'm freakin' crazy. I truly believe that after today. Seriously, though... we want to see if we can get them to have little hedge-piglets and if they did I could actually make my money back and that would be pretty cool. If not - they were still worth it. They are AWESOME!!! THE END!

I'm like a Ninja Turtle...

Yeah, I'm like a Ninja Turtle. Not only because I could kick your ass, but because I love pizza so much. Seriously, I LOVE pizza. I've eaten it several times a week for the last few years. (And I'll let you in on a little secret... that's how I maintain my girlish figure). Anyway, with as much pizza as I eat it would be correct for one to believe that a pizza cutter would be the most important utensil in my kitchen. And of course I had one. It was passed from my mother to me when I moved out on my own and it had proven itself over the years. It was a good cutter... it had been there for me through thick crust and thin.

Anyway, on with the story. One day I was hungry. VERY hungry. So I thought that pizza sounded good and popped one in the oven. That would satisfy me just fine and so that's what I did. As it cooked it started to smell really good and I got hungrier and hungrier. FINALLY, the moment came when it was done. And it looked and smelled wonderful. I wanted to devour immediately, but I knew the right thing to do would be to cut it first. So I began to look for my trusty pizza cutter. I looked and looked - everywhere it could possibly be. The dishwasher, the sink, the table, the refrigerator (sometimes it inadvertently got stuck in there with leftovers), all of the drawers in the kitchen, and the oven (?)(just in case). It was nowhere to be found. I was truly bummed out and by then my pizza had gotten cold. So I cut it with a knife and ate it anyway, though much less satisfied than I would have been if it were hot and not mangled by a knife.

That was over a year ago and I have to say that it has baffled me the whole time as to where my pizza cutter could have gone. It has been missed. So as of now you may be thinking what a pointless story it is that I'm telling (and that it may be), but it does have an ending - or closure, if you will. Just the other day I was thoroughly cleaning my refrigerator and took the drawers from the bottom to clean them and that's when I saw it. It didn't quite look the same; it had accumulated some rust, but it was recognizable - indeed, it was my pizza cutter. It had lived a cold hard life (for over a year, at least) in the depths of the fridge. Apparently, there was an accident in which it had taken quite a fall from one of the shelves to the very bottom where it had survived and stayed quietly for all this time.

As happy as I was that I had finally solved the mystery of the missing pizza cutter it was definitely a bittersweet find, for I had moved on... to a newer, younger, sharper cutter with no rust. Life is cruel. Alas, I couldn't keep it around as a back-up; that is not an honorable thing to do. Aside from that it was old and not in very good shape anymore. I was forced to retire it. It deserved a break. But to my old trusty cutter: This pizza-flavored blog is a tribute to you. You will not be forgotten. Thank you for all of your years of service. And that, my friends, is THE END.