It is about damn time

Mother's Day this year was tough. But I made it through! I've finally gotten to the point where I am ok to talk about it, but more importantly, I want to show ya'll what I made (Mama Dawg, be proud!) (please?).

This was the first Mother's Day without my mom. Granted, I have been through Thanksgiving, Christmas, her birthday, my birthday, my anniversary and my parent's anniversary, but it was Mother's Day...so, yeah, tough.

Every year I would make her something, write her something or at the very least break down and get her a sappy ass card (which she loved). I figured it wouldn't do much good to actually have bought something for her...I can just see her with her ethereal cane in one hand and a Bud Light in the other saying "I'm up HERE, Dumbass!"

Anywho...

I made this.

Back in February, I wrote this and in it was the Eulogy I wrote for my mom. At the end, I refer to her as a big bright star. When I saw this pendant (a shooting star), I immediately thought of her. She is my star. And, to this day, every night I walk outside and I see a star shining, twinkling down on me, I think of mom.

She'd be proud. I am.

Plus I look quite cute wearing the set and it coordinates with most of my outfits perfectly. Hehe...



And it compliments my make believe cleavage nicely...


Maybe tomorrow I will have my shit together long enough to take a few pics of the other jewelry I have made. Thanks to Mama Dawg for the inspiration!! I love the idea of creating something that I can enjoy, as well as other people.

Now, if I could only figure out how to sell them...

Big Red strikes again

Here is more proof.

Proof that this little son of a bitch is more intelligent than I could have ever imagined. He made a bed. Yes, a bed. To sleep on.


See?




I was in the kitchen cooking last night and glanced over at Redbird in the dining room, he had the can on his head again. I was thinking to myself, "Awesome! I can get another picture to show everyone that I didn't just throw the can on his head and take a picture!" I went to grab my camera, got back to his cage and realized the little fucker had pulled the sheet (that covers the back and sides of his cage so he doesn't shit all over the hardwood floors) inside of the cage just enough to make himself a comfortable little birdy bed.

After rudely waking him up, and him being VERY upset with me, he was ready for his close up.

He is an EVIL little shithead, but I'll be damned if he ain't purdy.

Time to give thanks...

First, foremost and sincerely, thanks to Kat for this loverly award!!


"These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers."

Being that I am just a wee bitty baby blogger in this huge awesomeness that is Blogdom, I sincerely appreciate this acknowledgement. It means a lot, Kat, thank you. I cannot wait to meet you next time you swing over this way, and by this way, I mean this country. You better be ready for some home cookin', karaoke, and some kisses from a GINORMOUS cat....and several critters of the furred kind.



Thanks again, Kat. It means more than you know.



Secondly, thanks to Kane,

For scavenging through the bathroom trash and scattering it ALL OVER the house. If it weren't for you eating it, I would have never found the tape (for my burn bandage) that I searched for all weekend but couldn't find. Turns out that I had accidentally thrown the other roll away. Now, after I bought more tape, I have a backup roll, so thanks Kane, I guess.

Lastly, thanks to the tree cutter down dudes who were cutting down a tree RIGHT OUTSIDE MY BEDROOM WINDOW and woke me up 15 minutes before I needed to be up. But, if you wouldn't have woken me up early, I would have been late for work anyway, so thanks, Fuckers.

I have stained my temple

I did it!!! Take a peep.



This is on the inside of my left leg. It is a twist on the Celtic symbol for sisterhood. It represents two women, sisters, being separate beings but are forever intertwined.

And........

This is the smiley face on my left wrist. For mom.




I am very proud of myself for finally doing it.

This is Catie's. I was glad to have experienced this with her. I know she is the one constant in my life and the only one who will love me no matter what. This just helps me to remember that.

I would also like to give a hughgiganticnormous hug and thanks to Jess, Krystal and Andy for hanging out with me the whole time. Jess, you have no idea how much I love you. Thank you twat swatter.

PROOF

That I am not as crazy as I usually sound.

Meet Redbird.



Meet Redbird sleeping with his best friend, Can, on his head.



You can't make this shit up. Every time Master Wog or myself try to take the can out of his cage, he goes absofuckinlutely nuts. I think this can in particular is about 4 years old. He really, truly, loves his can. He feeds it, plays with it, talks to it and best of all, sleeps with it on his head.

SO, I just let him have it. A happy Redbird, is a happy Larkin

'Nuff said.

Doin' it and doin' it and doin' it...well, finally

I’m finally doing it. I’m going to get my first tattoo tomorrow. Actually, my first two tattoos.

Catie (the cousin/sister/best friend/mother of Brooklyn) and I are getting matching Celtic Sisterhood symbols. Mine will be monochromatic black and gray. Hers will be all bright and stuff. This is what the Tattoo artist is going by.


I am also getting a smiley face on my left wrist. Why a smiley face? Glad you asked. For mom. She always signed her name with a smiley face. Whether it was a note in my lunch box at school, a birthday card, or just a ‘have a good day’ note. She loved smiley faces. I thought, what better way for me to never forget her than to put a simple, small smiley face on my wrist.

Wish me luck.

P.S. Jess will be there through the entire thing, I'm sure she will have awesome commentary about how much of a wussy I am. Gotta love her.

Michelangelo...as in Michelob

I was tagged by Jess to do this, so here I go…

What are your current obsessions?
Making jewelry planting a tree and original Skittles. I am also a huge local news junkie. Not so much national news. And E! News. Fortunately the local news comes on at 6 and E! News comes on at 7. They like me so they work around my schedule.

Which item from your wardrobe do you wear the most often?
My black cardigan(s). I have at least 3. During the winter it would be my knee high boots. I wear them everywhere. EVERYWHERE.

What’s for dinner?
Tonight, we are having baked turkey tenderloins with an Italian marinade, sour cream and chive mashed potatoes with cheddar cheese and corn. And brownies for dessert.

What is your greatest fear at the moment?
I don’t really know…I faced my biggest fear last year, when I lost my mother…now that I have been through and am dealing with that….I don’t really let anything scare me. Except roaches. Those motherfuckers are evil.

What are you listening to?
My boss hum to herself.

What are your favorite holiday spots?
My house. I have never really traveled. I am a stay at home kind of chick.

What are you reading right now?
I am reading a book about how to run a marathon. It is quite interesting and uberinspiring.

What is your guilty pleasure?
Skittles. I. AM. OBSESSED.

Who or what makes you laugh?
Oh dear…so many things. My friends, Jess mainly, can always make me giggle til I almost pee myself. My dogs, even when they eat my Oreos. And my cats, because they are just insane and high on Catnip most of the time. Oh yeah, and Master Wog.

What is your favorite Spring thing to do?
Stay inside in the AC (Evil, EVIL sun). Or plant stuff in my make-believe garden in the back yard. (it is make believe because everything I put in the ground dies.)

Where are you planning to travel next?
Good question. We don’t travel much but I would love to go back to DC to the Smithsonian.

What is the best thing you ate or drank lately?
I made some turkey tacos last night that were off the chain!

When was the last time you were tipsy?
Last week sometime. I know, a tragedy.

What is your favorite ever film?
My Fair Lady, What Dreams May Come and The Lion King. Hakuna Matata, bitches!!

What is the biggest life lesson you’ve learned from your kids?
I do not have children so I will tell you what I have learned from my dogs. Love unconditionally, share with your friends and don’t eat your poop. There you have it.

What book do you know you should read but refuse to?
The Good Earth. I know I should read it…but I got about ten pages in and it bored the shit out of me. I would totally have said the Bible, except I already read the damned thing.

What is your physical abnormality/abnormal physical ability?
That burn thing on my leg. Look it's pretty, and looks like the surface of Mars now.

And I can ‘pop’ nearly every join on my body.

What is your favorite color?
I like purple, but black and red beat up Tinky Winky and stole his lunch money.

Can the people outside your car hear the music playing inside your car?
Usually I try to turn it down when I am coming to a stop. But if I am riding….I blast it. And sing til my little heart is content.

In a perfect world, how many hours sleep would you get per night?
At least 14. Sleeping is what I am best at. Usually on Sunday I don’t move from the bed unless I have to pee. And sometimes I don’t even do that.

I pass this on to Mama Dawg! And I second Jess' tagging Mitzy. Do it now!