Well hello! Can you believe I didn’t log onto the Internet even once yesterday? That’s unheard of for me! I spent twelve hours working outside to make over my porch, which involved a lot of work and multiple trips to the Home Depot but ultimately gave me a lovely outdoor living space for the summer, and I’m so pleased with it. (Sore and tired, but pleased.) I’m going to post pictures of everything later this week so you guys can see what I did!
Also, I know I haven’t done very many beauty or fashion posts lately–Blogger STILL refuses to upload my photos via Mozilla. :( I can use old photos that were already uploaded from prior posts, but I can’t add any new ones. I’ve had a bunch of new photos edited and stored on the computer for so long now, and I’m getting sick of this nonsense, so I’m going to switch browsers this week to upload my photos and then hopefully I can post my reviews and other stuff for you!
In the mean time I missed out entirely on my daily blog challenges, so I’m going to get back on track with those today.
You guys are constantly hearing about Max and Jiao! My cats were both rescues.
Max wandered into my yard one day, scruffy, underweight, and scared. He was trying to eat some Cheetos that my neighbor had spilled on the sidewalk but there were too many ants on them. He wouldn’t come near me but when I put food and water out on the porch he came and ate them. Little by little I gained his trust until I was able to bathe him and take him to the vet. He gradually got healthy and put on weight and now he rules the roost. Last summer he developed diabetes so he has to have twice daily insulin shots and a special diet, but he is worth it! I think he’s about 6-8 years old.
Jiao was a 4-6 month old kitten dumped at the local Walmart. One of my friends brought a raccoon trap to the store to catch her and oh my, how she howled! I think torties are naturally high-strung because it took her forever to calm down. She only weighed about five pounds and all of her ribs were showing, but otherwise she was okay. She clung to me like Velcro for days on end. She’s about a year and half old now and as wired as ever; she’s very talkative and spooks easily so she can usually be found racing around the house chattering to herself. She loves Max, but he isn’t so fond of her–she’s too hyper for his tastes!
My first job was a cashier at a fast food restaurant, and I loved and hated it by equal turns. I worked with a bunch of other high school kids so we had fun chatting, joking around and listening to the radio while cleaning. But it was soooooo hot in there in the summer (remember, the kitchen is full of fryers!) and very dirty and greasy. Also, the customers could be horribly rude. To this day when I go somewhere to eat, whether it’s the Panda Express drive-thru or a nice restaurant with fancy lighting, I try to be patient and polite to the servers, even if it seems like there’s no reason for the service to be slow. You don’t always know when all hell is breaking loose behind the scenes in the kitchen and it isn’t the server’s fault!
Water, bugs, the dark, heights. These are my phobias. Worse than all of those is the fear of losing the people I care about most, or something happening to one of them and me being unable to help them. You know those newspaper stories about a parent finding their child trapped under a car or in a burning house, and they get that adrenaline rush and do something really superhuman to save them? I totally get that. When you really love someone you just get this protective instinct that propels you through anything. I can imagine few things worse than seeing someone you love in a situation where you literally could do nothing, like having cancer, because you’d have to just sit helplessly by while they suffered.
Always listen to your heart. I know that sounds incredibly cheesy, but you have a voice inside of you that tells you what is most important to you, what feels right or wrong, what will make you happy or unhappy, and when to walk away from something. Some people call it a gut instinct. LISTEN TO IT! Whether it’s something relatively small like knowing a color is not “you” no matter how many people say you should wear it…or something big like a gut distrust of a person…or a personal moral conviction…or a decision you want to make…listen to your heart.
Don’t let other people override you, don’t change your mind just to make someone else happy, don’t ignore your inner voice because it doesn’t make sense. Every time I have ignored that knot in my stomach or that pull in my heart that tries to take me in one direction, I’ve regretted it. I’ve learned that over time your “sixth sense” as it were becomes more and more-fine-tuned and those little tugs you feel are there for a reason. So listen to your heart, trust your instincts, and don’t stray from your path.