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Archive for June, 2010

We had a special 4 hour sale at work today, which means we were open until 8 instead of 7.  Of course, it was slow which would have been good except a lady came in at 8 with a return/repurchase of something she had bought earlier that day so she could get the 15% off that she coudln’t get earlier because the sale was only from 4 to 8.

Well, she came in RIGHT AT 8 and did not leave until 8:25!!!!

I hate people like that.  She had 4 hours to do that return/repurchase but she’s gonna come in right time for us to close like we don’t have lives we want to go home to.

We couldn’t shut down registers until she was gone so we didn’t get out of there until 9.  When I got home the power was out at our house but not at Sheryls.  Parker was over at her house because it was too hot here.

When I went over to see him he was already asleep.  So I ate a sandwich and watched Design Star with Sheryl then came hiome.

Its after 11 now and the power is still out.  I’m sitting in my bedroom writing by candlelight while Robert rants and raves.

I got a new, smaller, sketchbook to use as m next journal.  One I can take to work without it weighing a ton.

Of course now I have it I want to start it only July 1st, but over half of this one is still empty and no way I’m going to fill it in 3 days so I’m torn on whether to finish this one or stop with it half empty and use the new one.

I thought I might write in taht one but keep doing my calenders in this one, but I want my calanders in my CURRENT journal and I did just do an awesome calender for July in this one.

My theme for my new one is going to be either PIECES or SHATTERED.  I have a cover idea involving altered pussle pieces.

Meet the new Babies.  Two hermit crabs, known in some circles as Purple Pinchers.  The dark one on the right is named Zoidberg, or Zoid for short.  Zoid is too big for that shell he is in for this picture.  Poor Zoid.  The lighter crab has no name.  Poor nameless crab.

This is where they live.  Its the 10 Gal tank I used to put my rats in when I cleaned them.  Now I gotta find something else to put my rat in, but the crabs seem to enjoy it.  I plan on figuring out a second level for them and more climby stuff.

Remember I said the shell Zoid was in was too small.  Well, no more than 10 mintues after I put them in their new home, he was checking out new shells!

However, the silly crab moved into a shell not much bigger than the one he had currently be in.  Sounds like something the actual Zoidberg (from Futurama) would do.

The crab with no name hardly came out of its shell at all, until I put it in its new home. It seems happy now.

In fact it didn’t take that one long at all to climb up to the highest point in the whole tank.

My brave little explorer crab.

I have a dilemma.  Its sort of amoral dilemma, but not a life or death moral dilemma.  Or it might be a life or death moral dilemma if you think about it.

(Do I win any kind of award for the blog entry with the most uses of the term moral dilemma?)

See, my nephew Jonathan was visiting today, and he brought along his pet hermit crab (which he named Stevie).  I’ve always been a little fond of hermies and thought it would be neat to have one as a pet, but have never gotten one.  I have my dogs and my rats and usually a betta fish and that seemed like enough to care for.

Well, since the horrific and sudden death of my most recent betta fish I was thinking about taking a break from bettas, and then Jon showed up with Stevie.

Stevie was the most active happy little hermie I’ve ever seen.  He just scooted around all over the place, even climbed up my shirt a couple of times and tried to climb DOWN it once.  I thought I’d like to have a happy little scootie hermit crab like that.

This is where the dilemma comes in.

The only place in town that sells hermit crabs has them in painted shells.  Due to the crazy popularity of painted crab shells it seems to be all you can find in most places.

Stevie had a painted shell too….black with a pirate skull on it.  And even though Stevie was a happy and energetic little crab I KNOW that its BAD to buy crabs with painted shells.  The paint is not good for them, and the process of being forced into the shell can be super stressful.

Of course, the FIRST thing I did was check petfinder, but it showed no hermit crabs for adoption in my area.

So, if I decide to bring home a pair of painted hermit crabs then does that make me a bad person for having purchased a pair of painted hermit crabs?  I mean, I do plan to offer them only natural shells to go INTO and ditch the painted ones as soon as they move.  But I’d still be supporting the trade of painted hermits by bringing them home.

Then again, I’m supporting the trade of live rats as snake food every time I buy a pair of “feeder” rats to bring home as pets, but I think it is very much worth to to save the lives of those two rats.  Part of me feels it will be offering the same “better” life to the hermits I bring home, even though their situation isn’t as immediately life or death as the rats.

Last night/this morning when I codln’t sleep (which might have something to do with the 3 cups of coffee I chugged between 8 and 10 pm) I went to the kitchen cabinet which doubles as a medicine cabinet to take my birth control pill.

I don’t know WHY it doubles as a medicine cabinet since we have a perfectly servicable medicine cabinet in the bathroom.  Unless it might be because we open the one in the kitchen more often so it might remind us to take our medicine.

Anyway as I took my pill I thought “Wow, this is a mess” and so in the hours between 12:30 and 1am I cleaned out our medicine cabinet while hubby transferred iCarly episodes from VHS to DVD because at some point he’s become a bigger iCarly fan than me.

While I was cleaning (his stuff and the dogs stuff to the right, my stuff and Parker’s stuff to the left, toothpicks in the midddle though I don’t know why we even have toothpicks.  Neither of us use them) my mind wandered to the internet.

If I could be perminately jacked in I probably would be.  Thats probably not a good thing but at least I’m honest about it.

I was thinking about my blog, and about Gather and Sidetick and Mylot and how I’m almost at payouts but spend too much time on facebook (darn you farmville, frontierville and cafeworld) and not enough time devoted to my money making sites or my blog.

I think its because I[‘m not sure what to blog about.

I have a 7 month old baby boy.  He is my first child and all I can think about.  I could easily post a dozen baby related things a day but the general consensus is that most blog type readers, unless they are other mommy bloggers, don’t like mommy blogs.  I don’t want to alienate my non-chld rearing readers.

I could spout off a few thousand customer rants a week too, but that only appeals to people who now or once has worked retail.

I’m sick of talking about my diet attepmts when I can’t make myself follow thorugh.

I have no strong opinions on polits.  I respect everyones right to their own religion.  I barely keep up with current events.

I’m a dull person.  I don’t hav emuch to say.

So, as 1am slides towards 1:30am and I sat on my bed using my lap desk for only the second time (affter tip-toeing into the babys room to get it from where it has been sitting behind his bedsite table for the past 7 months) I’ve decided I better start having some opnions on things.

Did I mention my fish died.  ALL of them!

We will never know exactly why.  If one of them was sick and made the others sick or if something got into their tank that shouldn’t have or what.

One night I fed them and went to bed.  Got up the next morning and my betta (which I had named Sawyer) and 2 of the others were dead.  Then another one died.  Then two days later the remaining three were dead.

I’m going to hold off on getting another one, and I guess I’m just going to get a betta this time.  My 5 gal tank will go back into storage, and my 3 gal will get a super duper scrub down before getting a new Betta down the line.

I have noticed that every time I get a lighter colored beta they always die quicker than the darker ones I get.  Are the darker ones naturally more healthy?

Who knows.

What I do know is that lately my pets seem to be dying almost as much as the plants I try to grow die.

Speaking of plants….I have two plant buddies I’m going to start growing soon.  I’ll have to introduce them to you in the next post.

Meanwhile, if you want to give me money to put towards my as of yet nameless business venture of selling hand crafted items and other random stuff online, feel free to donate via paypal to nonersays@gmail.com Nope, I’m not above begging.

And when (if) I ever get the deal with pay pal straight so they’ll send me a damn debit card so that I can spend the money I have in there as well as get money put in there, then I can actually be able to pay for postage and LAUNCH this venture I keep yapping about.

In which I propose to start a business selling my crafty items. 

My birthday is coming up on June 22, and I’ve had a good friend encouraging me to open an etsy and start selling my cross stitch.  I’ve done a couple of stitches that people online really seemed to like, plus my friend also liked my bottle cap charms I made.

To start with it will be finished cross stitch such as the following on either etsy or shophandmade or maybe both sites:

Following shortly thereafter there would be other things such as bottlecap charms and altered art items.  Maybe even my hand stitched books made of upcycled items, if I can quit being lazy long enough to sew one together.

A 2nd half of this “business” would be selling random things via auction.  We have stuff around here that I’ve been wanting to get rid of via yardsale, but I was thinking I might put them on e-bay.  Several people have told me how much they HATE e-bay so I may start selling via another auction site if someone can recommend a good one.

The problem at the moment is that I don’t have any funds.  I take that back, I have $6 and some change in paypal but that is hardly enough to buy a roll of cross stitch fabric.

So, for my birthday I’m asking all my loyal readers to give me a present by donating something to my paypal account.  I honestly don’t care if its $1.00 or $100.00, but ANYTHING donated to my paypal as a birthday present will be put into my business by:

1.  Buying initial products needed to create items to sell.
2.  Paying listing fees for the items I’m selling
3.  Pay for postage for first few items sold.
4.  Buying ink for my printer to be able to print postage and invoices/receipts

Want to help me get started?  Please donate using the botton below or through pay pal to the e-mail addy nonersays@gmail.com

Thursday Thirteen - Thirteen Little Things That Make Me Smile
(or 13 things to be thankful for)

1.  Seeing Eric, Dylan and Lisa today at Tybee.

2.  The Librarian signing Parker up for the Summer Reading Program
3.  Weird dreams that I don’t remember the details of, but I remember enjoying the dreaming.
4.  My husband rubbing/scratching my back.
5.  Robert doing the dishes and doing the laundry a lot lately!
6.  The new washing machine which is why Robert is doing the Laundry!
7. Gather.com Swagbucks.com and listia.com
8.  I’m still getting free issues of Horse Illustrated magazine from a free one year subscription I asked for about 5 years ago.
9.  Everybody complimenting my son’s eyes.
10.  My uncle is recovering splendidly from his heart surgery.
11.  Facebook keeping me up to date with family going ons.
12.  I dont have to be at work until 2pm tomorrow.
13.  I’m OFF this weekend.