Now, I was never one to believe in love at first sight. I think that's a bunch of hullabaloo. Bullhonkey. Bologna, if you will. I do, however, believe that on a first date you can tell if there is a spark or not. The said "spark" can come in many forms. It would possibly be a moment of eye contact, simple common interests and intellectual ideals, or it could be an animal like need to climb on each other while ripping your clothes off. The last one is obviously the most fun. Is it fair mold your outlook of a possible relationship based on a lack of "sparks"?


After a rather unsucessful date, I began to think about my additude regarding this topic. Let's just put the situation I was in out there to air dry. Mr. X (which will be his name from now on) is a great guy. He really is. X is one of those men that makes a great boyfriend for someone who needs a lot of attention. I am not that girl. I don't like being fawned over and mussied with. It weirds me out.


I guess I just need to keep on looking.

I have died my hair every color under the sun. I never seem to keep it one shade for very long and it's fun trying something new.

This time it's bright red and I'm LOVING IT. Now I can be firey and snappy but blame it on my hair rather than my period.



<3 Jenny

I love spring and I am enthusiastically waiting for the day when I can wear a skirt and a top without having to hear "ARN'T YOU FREEZING?" every time I step outdoors. This spring also brings new realizations and goals for Miss Jenny. The idea of not smoking is becoming more and more appealing along with attempting to eat a little healthier. I realize that I am not in the best shape and I think my lack of quality sleep is proving this. Also the fact that I keep getting sick is a bit of a red flag.
After recently being pushed aside by two people in my life, I have decided to do exactly what I want, when I want to and how I want to. I can't handle being the doormat anymore and I won't allow it. I'm a grown ass woman with her own priorities and if someone else can't handle that, then so be it. I will bring them a big glass of shut the hell up with a punch to the nuts on the side. - Sorry, I'm a little bitter, but it's fading.

I WILL go ahead and start working on my company. They told me to focus on a realistic goal, but to me this is realistic. People run their own businesses all of the time. I DID at one point and while it is no longer in business, that was by choice. I needed to refocus on what was important and that needed to be put on the back burner. It is, however, back up front. A little switcharoo and it's in the spotlight of my mind now.

Enough with that though.


I do have a domain name now, but I have to fiddle with the site.
www.buttonattire.com

"I'm floating with the birds
I'm talking to the weeds
Look what you've done to me

I'm still dressed up from the night before
Silken hose and an old Parisian coat
And I feel like a queen at the bus stop on the street
Look what you've done to me

It's a beautiful morning in the ghetto
Finer than the day before
The ants are crawling over my pants as if to say
They know where the honey is

There's really old roses blooming in the ghetto
Birds of paradise are taller than me
The weeds grow high, the birds flicker by
Children are walking to school

In the midst of all of this profusion
The bus pulls up to take me back home
The bus driver looks like an African prince
The babies have tears in their eyes

And I feel like a queen
On this sunny city bus
Look what you've done to me"

Jolie Holland - "Crush In The Ghetto"

I have been doing some loom knitting and tonight I finished another hat. This one actually fits someone's head older than 2 years. However, my head is killing me now.

I was watching The Colbert/Stewart election special last night around 11 pm when they announced that Barack Obama would be our next president. I could barely contain my excitement and I spent much of the even on our porch, listening to the crowds next door celebrating. I could have gone to the election party, but I really felt like spending the evening alone with the news. A lot has changed these past two years and much of that has been caused by our government's policies, both international and domestic. We need someone we can believe in and find an aura of strength to help our country through these times.





As today is my day off, I have begun my holiday crafts. I'm crafting all of my gifts this year (well most of them) and I started with my niece, Sandie.



Have a good afternoon! Go and enjoy the weather!


-Jenny

Tonight I was able to deposit my paycheck and I decided that I would get myself a new mp3 player. My iPod took a nosedive when I saw the infamous sad faced icon with a warning symbol. Deciding to stray away from Apple this time, I picked out a rather inexpensive Phillips 4 G mp3 player. I figure that since I had my iPod for a good 3 years, this one would last for a while.

It's pretty nifty and does the trick for what I want it for. I don't like a lot of crazy doodads simply because I usually forget to use them. I would much rather have simple mechanics and than bells and whistles.


Well with a new player, I decided to look into some new music.

One band that really seems to fit well in my life spectrum at the moment is Old Crow Medicine Show.



A bluegrass group hailing from Nashville, these guys have really blown me away. Now and then, I like to dip into alt-country and bluegrass and this is definitely a pool I will be dipping into regularly.

The band's website.


Photo Credit: www.opb.com

So it has been quite a while since my last posting and life has taken on a new meaning since then. Well, not a completely new meaning, that's a little dramatic. BUT I am allowing myself to let loose more often.

So what if everything isn't exactly how I want it? Big deal. I am sure I will survive. Now is the time to think of what is going on around us and how much of an impact we all can make.

This was passed onto me by a close friend and I can't get over it.

"The only difference between a rut and a grave is their dimensions."
~Ellen Glasgow


Sometimes you just have to step back and take a look at the direction you're facing.

WHY IS THE CRAZY MOON LANGUAGE GIRL SINGING AT 2:20 AM? WHY?...WHY?

M-O-O-N L-A-N-G-U-A-G-E.

ARGHLE!


Sigh, I'm never going to sleep.

So I have been trying to get health insurance for the past 2 years after a short stretch with Medicaid. The only reason I qualified for it then was because I was under 21 and in college. You automatically qualify if you are going to college full time, which I was at that point. I wouldn't have even known about this if I hadn't had Toxic Shock Syndrome, so I guess something good came of the situation. WELL, now since I've had TSS and my other surgery I don't qualify for insurance through most private companies. I also don't qualify for state or federal insurance because A) I'm not pregnant. B) I don't already have children. C) I have a job.

So because I'm becoming independant and taking responsibilty for my body and actions, I don't matter in the eyes of the government and insurance companies.


Funny, huh?

I have embarked on my first crochet-a-long...which should be a fun little project. It's an Lion Brand Fisherman's Wool afghan, but not in wool because it gets too warm for me


I also want to make that sushi ipod holder...someday..

xoxo

1. What is your first name? Jenny
2. What is your favorite food? hummus
3. What high school did you go to? Mona Shores High School
4. What is your favorite color? orange
5. Who is your celebrity crush? Diego Luna...meow.
6. Favorite drink? Arnold Palmers
7. Dream vacation? Buenos Aires
8. Favorite dessert? macarons
9. What you want to be when you grow up? textile artist
10. What do you love most in life? my family
11. One Word to describe you. quirky
12. Your Flikr name: Unapologetic Francophilia





I need a little inspiration to start planning my holiday gift list...not for things that I want, but a list of things I want to start making for everyone else. Last year I started way too late (early December) and I realized that I didn't have enough time to do everything with the quality I had origionaly wanted. SO this year I decided to start ridiculously early, but at least I'll have time to re-do, revise and add to the list just in case I forget anyone. Plus it will give me something to do when I'm not job searching or hanging out with my new roomie and her kitten.

I'm packing up again, for what feels like the millionth time. Well I will be packing up once I get back from the craft store. I am in dire need of a sketchbook. Why? I don't know. I fMeel the need to create...to do something that will take some of this pressure off. I think I'm giving myself an ulcer, at least that's what WebMD.com says. I've always been a bit of a hypochondriac, but everytime I calm down and feel healthy for any period of time, something really DOES go wrong. Bah, screw it. Things will happen no matter what, no?

I have a longer post planned for tonight, but for now, this will have to do.

 I received some not so pleasant emails from someone who found my Cozies For A Cause website. It could have been through Bust Magazine's link pages or Planned Parenthood...I don't know or care. But here was my response.


" Yo, I understand completely that everyone is entitled to their own opinion and that's just peachy keen, but I have a right to my own as well...so either don't look at the website and do your own thing, or shut your pie hole. Maybe in your opinion I am a "sinner" and I will burn in the "deep, dark depths of the Devil's underground" (your words, not mine)...but I'll take my chances. Maybe damnation isn't so bad. Hell (no pun intended), start an abstinence program...do something productive with your passion for the lack of booty action. That's cool in my book and I'll donate. If giving 10 bucks will keep you from bugging me then it's worth it. Have a good one, bro.
"


I'm just sayin'.