Caught in a Spring Thing...

Hi readers!

So, some of you might be wondering what I'm doing on the blog when I expressly mentioned previously that I have a HUGE workload. Well, I have a little friend named Procrastination. I call him tin for short. He is always hanging around. I have another little friend named Inspiration. He likes to come over when Procrastination is  around. And so that is what I'm doing on the blog. Besides that, its SPRINGTIME!!! And it's around that time that Inspiration stays for a while. So don't be surprised to see more posts coming up...

P.S. Like the new background?

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Oh yeah... and I'm thinking about discontinuing this blog. Carry on.

What?!?!

I'm not sure what is going on anymore. Just when you think you know someone- BAM! Suddenly you aren't sure if this is the same person you knew all those years, or if someone else entirely has invaded their mind and taken over their body. Or maybe it's the same person, just exposed to all the wrong things and people. I don't know. But, dear members and non-members, I will try to press on and do the next vacay spot. I'll try.

Dear Friends,

Today I had my first virtual argument about matters that did not, in my opinion, bear arguing about. You see, in my so naive world, I had not imagined that the unmentionable word would be in the common vocabulary of anyone. But I was wrong, for I have seen for myself what morals of these days are comprised of. Mold and dust. Grease and Grime. Filth and darkness. Where is the morality of humanity? Where are our standards? In these days of increasing immorality and persecution, we see what is becoming of our society, and we feel what our society does to us when we try to overcome it. We weep for our brothers and sisters who have fallen to the world's darkness and embrace it. We feel for those who are tortured by friends and family for their standards and morals. Why? Why is this happening?

Anchors Away, Big Plans (again), New in Organization Oasis, and Final Goodbyes

Is that an anchor I spy on your sweater? Are you following the nautical trend? Really, Roland.


Haven't been on for about a week due to many events going on, but here I am again. Hope the Mother's Day ideas helped someone out, but I know there are a few people that are like, "Mother, nothing. I want that for myself!" I know I was. Anyway, I hope to have big plans for summer, so be sure to keep tunin' in.

Also, check out our latest Creature Club Member Report in Organization Oasis.


P.S. RIP, Preston.

Rainbows- you aren't going anywhere

You may notice that this blog is riddled with rainbows. Nowadays, that symbol has become something that it was never meant to be, and I'm going to set it straight. I am not afraid to include rainbows in pictures, and creatures love rainbows. Rainbows are created from the sun's light refracting off of water particles in the earth's atmosphere. We can see the first rainbow in the Bible story, Noah's Ark, and we see that God created the rainbow to be His sign that He would never flood the earth again. Now, tell me, where has that meaning gone today? Today, people no longer see it as God's symbol, but they have perverted it, and twisted it, so that became the symbol of the homosexual movement. I REFUSE TO GIVE IT UP TO THAT! And I refuse to stop using it. As a Christian, I still view it as God's promise, as I always will, no matter what today's generation is trying to do to it. Get your own symbol, and while you're at it, get some sense. One man, one woman, for life. That's all there is to it, and those who say that God approves of homosexualism are telling the most profane of lies. We hear it from God, who created man and woman, that homosexualism is a sin. No exceptions, no deceptions. Amen.

Creature Storytime

I am sooo excited because in two (saturday, sunday) days is the Titanic's 100th anniversary of its sinking. It is such a tragic story, and I feel myself pulled into it. It is even sadder when you hear the song "My Heart Will Go On". It makes me want to bawl.

Story-time!

One day, Zamy was cleaning the house. (For those who don't know, Zamy Villaine, pronounced Zam-E Vill- aine, is a human who adopted Creature, which is not to say your basic, everyday creature, but her name is actually Creature, and she is a creature.) Anyway, Zamy was cleaning the house, and when she fininshed, she realized that she hadn't seen Creature around lately. She asked Puppy (another adoptee, but this one's a dog) if he had seen Creature. "Uhhmmm, yeah. I tink she was floating around in the pikshur on that wall," Puppy points to the above picture, which was hanging on the wall in their living room (For those who don't know, Puppy is three, and that explains why his grammar is off. Besides that, he just likes annoying people with his bad grammar. Creature is two, and that explains her speech. She, however, is not a booger like Puppy, and therefore does not enjoy annoying people like Puppy does).  Zamy shakes her head, and keeps looking for Creature. Finally, though, she is forced to examine the picture more closely. Sure enough, she could just make out Creature, swimming blissfully in a clear, blue lagoon. Zamy rubs her eyes. When she opens them, she jumps back in shock, for now  Creature's face occupied the entire picture frame.  "Bon-jourey!" she squeaks, and pops out of the picture. Once Zamy revives, she exclaims, "What in the world do you think you were doing!?! You CANNOT go jumping into pictures! That's... impossible. I. M. P. O. S. S. I. B. L. E. "
Puppy giggles hysterically, and whispers something to Creature. Creature gets a confused expression on her face and asks, "What's imposseeboll?"
"Impossible, Creature (and Puppy), means that it can't be happening. It's not possible."
"It can too happen, Zamy. I just did it!" And with that, Creature jumps back onto the white sand, and would've jumped in the water, had Zamy not plunged her hand in and pulled Creature back out.
"Stop that, Creature! I don't want you getting lost in there!" But as she's saying that, Puppy leaps into the picture, runs down the beach, and slips on a coconut, all while laughing hysterically. Zamy drops her head in frustration, looks up at the ceiling, and then goes to get a glass of water. It's just another day living with Creature and Puppy...

Bad days, dead ends, and ego deflation

Today I was having a very off-day. At first, it didn't seem like it, but it was one of those things where you go through the whole day, then realize at the end what a bust it was. I did, however, feel good about all the calling we did. It seemed like the perfect thing to do on Good Friday. It's funny how no one wants to believe that there is something to Christianity, yet most schools have that day off as a "Spring Holiday". To me, there's just something  messed up about that. Seriously though, there is no better way to spend Easter than in a church service. You may think that it would be boring and lame, but many, many people break down on their church-distancing thing to attend a service, and you feel very good about it. There's a feeling that kind of goes around on Easter, just like a sense of hope or something. There is no way I would rather celebrate it by.

I've been trying to get this dress made for I don't even know how long, but I always come to a wall. I need to get working on it. I find motivation to be the key to every lock, only sometimes, it seems like it's the key I'm always putting in wrong.

Ego. It's something every human has, and can be
the biggest thing in the world. At least for some people it seems that way. Maybe the world would be better without it. It is something that is too often abused, too often used. And I'm one of those people. The smallest thing can fire it up, but it takes a bigger thing to put it out. Like mopping. If there were two things that I could ask for myself and get, it would be wisdom and patience. Patience to deal with others' egos, and wisdom to keep mine in check.  When you do things that you know you shouldn't do, you are hurting God. You must tell Him what you did, apologize, and promise never to do it again. And you must mean it. If you do, He will forgive you. Just like His Son. He didn't have to. It wasn't His fault that we sinned. Yet He died for us, because He loves us. The least we can do is attend an Easter service. Maybe invite a few friends.

Lizard eyes, rad rugs, junk drawers, big plans

I just learned from sis#2  that lizards have hair on their eyeballs. The truth of this fact to me, is still unknown, because, really, who wants to find out that their lizard is looking at them through HAIR?!? Ick. Just thinking about my hairy-eyed baby makes me want to puke.

I never realized how much a rug can add to a room. Every time I get a rug, I just have this happy, completed feeling.  Like my room just got a big dose of fab-ness. I should get rugs more often.

Something I didn't notice as much until recently is what a recycleholic I've become. Seriously, I have a dresser drawer full of cardboard, old boxes, and even parts of an old binder. Besides that, I have a closet full of recyclables, and a locker filled to the brim with poptart boxes. And I plan to use it all. Someday.

Anyway, I have great plans for Easter. We're gonna get some Easter recipes, crafts, and ideas, as well as deeper meanings of Easter on this here blog. It's gonna be fabsolutely AWESOME!!! So be sure to tune in during the week up till Easter. Until then, I gotta get hoppin'.

Bday continued

Got the rest of mis regalos 2nite. They were as follows: 4 packets of Burpee seeds (2 seashell mix, 1 psyche white, and 1... habanero hot pepper! Yummo! Can't wait to harvest that one!), a big pink zebra print rug, and zebra print sheets.

Along with the treats came a trick. I was getting ready to blog when all of a sudden, a virus alert popped up on my screen, and I start freaking out. I'm not even kidding, I know what viruses can do to a computer, and I know what Trojan horses can do (besides destroying my beloved Hektor's home city of Troy). This virus alert happened to be a trojan horse. Window after window popped up, saying "slasher rules" and such terrifying messages that viruses offer. Fortunately, my father happens to know a lot about computers, and he got back, and starts telling me to click "ok" over and over, and "don't let it get ahead of you!" I was clicking as fast as my poor, teeny tiny fingers  can go. Then, all of a sudden, a whole bunch of windows pop up that say "April Fools!" Now I am at the teary point, freaking out that the computer was going to crash and take me with it. And in the midst of it, my father starts laughing. I go crazy and ask, "Is this some kind of joke?!" He replies by intensifying his laughter. Suddenly, the emotion of the moment was overwhelming, and when that happens, nearly every female opens the flood gates. I was so relieved, because the computer was going to be all right, but at the same time, I got very, very angry. WHAT KIND OF A JOKE WAS THIS, ANYWAY?!?! He scared the hard drives out of me!!! He tries to give me a hug, but the only thing going thru my mind is, "It's a joke, It's a joke, It's a joke. I CAN"T BELIEVE I JUST GOT APRIL FOOLED, AND WITH A FAKE VIRUS TO BOOT!! He said it was payback for getting him (I had taped the sprayer on the kitchen sink so that when you turn on the water, BAM!, you get sprayed with water until you recover enough to turn off the faucet). Anyway, he was the first to use the sink after I taped it, and yeah, he got the water treatment. And the best part? He thought my sister did it. She wakes up to "It must be unofficial April Fool's Day today", goes out there and says, "What's going on?" "Don't play coy with me!" he replies. He thought it was pretty funny. And the whole time, I'm with mi otra hermana, laughing and laughing and laughing. It was great. Finally, he found out that it was my genius who rigged the faucet, but I had no idea that he was planning revenge.  I had also stuck a plastic fly in his tea, so I guess all of that amounted to a trick as big as the one he pulled on me. But don't tell him I said that.  Anyway, thanks to all you who sent me sum'n sum'n, and thanks for tuning in to "Life As A Genius". We'll see you next time, but until then, remember: Brains Triumph Again!!!

Sometimes I get so tired of hearing about PETA protesting because of possible harm to animals. It's nice that they want to protect the creatures on this earth that can't speak for themselves, but really. There are babies being killed all over this country, and PETA wants to stop the slavery of whales at SeaWorld?! People! Our human sons and daughters will never see a sunrise, never know love, and never have their own kids. And just because some parent made a mistake. They did things they weren't supposed to do before marriage, and now, they want to get rid of the evidence. Some decide they're not ready for kids. They argue that a fetus isn't living. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING!! That's an ugly lie. You are murdering innocent babies. "When you were in the womb, I knew you". Taking the life of a baby is not our job. So don't. Don't support abortion. Support life.