The Minds Labyrinth

Because I love you guys so much and it is the holiday season here is another pants picture of David Bowie from Labyrinth. Am I like some kind of Bowie pants bulge drug dealer? Probably. Should I be giving you guys hits of this particular obsession? Probably not. Am I okay with being known as that weird blog that features his pants? Absolutely. Does this count as a quality post? 

I need to get some things off my chest because if I don't I might go insane pondering it all. It's time to set free what's locked in my head. This will be a serious post.  Update: Just as another warning I am in no way depressed or miserable. I'm simply aimless.  I feel like I'm the captain of a ship floating along in black waters surrounded by nothingness. Everything feels more than a little out of reach and with the baby on the way I'm a bit scared that this feeling will pilot my entire being. I realize that some of you may not want to hear about how lost I feel but this blog exists as a means for me to step outside of being who everyone wants me to be and step into who I truly am. A way to express how I'm feeling or just ramble on about nothing important just to get it out of my head and into a place where it can float freely. I can't exactly understand why I feel so lost and stranded. Why it feels like everything is out of reach and I...

It all started with an Elvis cup. Okay not really but I wish that was the beginning, in truth that's about the half-way mark. It actually all started with dust. Lots and lots of dust. Husband and I were getting ready for a move closer to my family doctor and well family for more support and all that jazz. . We spent a week doing nothing but packing   We spent a week preparing for the move We spent two days of the two weeks we knew about the move actually packing and the rest pretending to pack while in reality I was procrastinating. It's an illness, I can't help it. My room was a mess. Imagine a tornado, hurricane, earthquake, tsunami all hit at once and that was our bedroom. Our entire floor was coated in a carpet made out of dirty laundry. Like I said, I procrastinate...a lot. The packing stirred the dust and I inhaled it causing me to choke and be hit with a sudden sharp and immobilizing pain near to where I assume the baby is located. I assumed it was nothing and...

Happy Halloween to all my bootiful readers! =D. I hope you all enjoyed your "Day of the Dead" festivities. It's the best day of the year in my opinion, it's the one day of the year where it's appropriate to scare little kids and potentially scar them for life, hopefully not to the latter. Today I did just that. I put on some face paint and some cute clothes and sat on a bench just glancing at people passing by. It did the trick. Now to the more pressing matter at hand, firecrackers. I'm all for lighting off the occasional firecracker in celebration but currently it sounds like World War 3 is going on outside my house. Seriously, shrapnel hit the windows. Do that all you want but remember to be safe and consider of the people around. That's all I'm asking. How did you guys spend your Halloween? Leave a comment and let me know!

Part One Part Two Disclaimer, this post contains a few tasteless STD jokes about a computer....reader discretion is advised. Look what's back, another bad luck computer rant! So after breaking two computers last year and going laptopless for a few months I got this little netbook named Mavis. Mavis is a pro, she can run games that a netbook shouldn't but she has one fatal flaw. Mavis is a virus whore.  She likes them, attracts them, sells her body for them. No seriously. I have no bad habits when it comes to computers. I defragment every two months and virus scan once a week. I don't download sketchy files and avoid sketchy websites yet here I am with an STD ridden netbook roaming the streets for a next virus hit. Don't believe me? Here's an example. Today I was out all day at appointments, used my laptop for less than 20 minutes on a safe site and then got a warning saying "Ohhai your computer had unprotected sex and now has a trojan!" Like a...

Okay so here's the big news for all of you, I'm pregnant, about four months to be exact. Everyone tells you when you're pregnant it will be a good time, you'll glow and the baby will move and it's special happy fun time. Here's the truth in the matter, it's miserable.  I spend almost all day throwing up and all night trying to get comfy with this extra large stomach praying for the day I deliver this bundle of hormones, tears, and poop. There's also the pills. Two so I stop throwing up the contents of my stomach and one so the baby gets all its vitamins and grows big and strong...Hulk baby? Sorry sorry. Hulk baby enjoying the special happy fun time.  Now don't get me wrong, a large tummy and some puke are nothing compared to the magic of the baby. I really am excited to start this journey, scared shitless, but excited. So I welcome you all to join me on this journey that will be filled with wit and adventures and magical babies!

Today my beloved pet rabbit died. I've posted about her a few times  ( here and here ). She was my best friend and partner in crime for the better part of 4 years. A cute little bundle of headaches, cuddles, loves, and the occasional scratch or bite. I loved her and she loved me and we were best bunny buddies =(. It was old age and I can live with that. She had a good life and a big personality. Never a dull moment with her. She will be missed. Sweet dreams Pepper Pancakes 2009-2013 <3.