I’m trying this thing where I try to blog at least 3 times a week, whether it’s a specific segment, such as Friday Faves, or just blogging in general— updates, mindless rambling in bullet form, etc. One of the reasons I go so long without blogging, other then the typical “life happens” excuse, is often times I feel it can be tedious. Trying to find something to blog about outside of how my day went can be tiresome, so rather then spend time stewing over whether or not the post would be considered “read worthy”1, I don’t. However, blogging at one point was very therapeutic for me but somewhere along the lines I got caught up in the numbers, the comments, and forgot the underlying purpose of blogging, which is for me. So here’s to hoping I will stick to my guns and not fall off the face of the earth as I am so prone to doing. Meanwhile, if you want to
encourage me, let’s be honest, yell at me, hit me up on Twitter or on Facebook. I can’t promise it will do much good, but it doesn’t hurt to try right?
Ana has been talking about this show for awhile and I finally bit the bullet and purchased the first season on iTunes for $22(I think) and I love, love, love it. I’ve always had a strange fascination with the paranormal, supernatural, and horror. I am one of those people who will actively seek out scary movies or TV shows to watch2 so Penny Dreadful really hit the nose on all of those aspects. Well, almost all of those aspects.
I do not scare easily and while some might think Penny Dreadful is scary, I didn’t. I don’t think that’s really the fault of the show, though I’m not 100% convinced it’s meant to be scary, rather that I have built up a tolerance for the things normal people would consider scary. I think ultimately what draws me in about Penny Dreadful other than the supernatural, is the content. There’s depth, meaning, and thought put into the plot and the dialogue in each episode which, in my opinion, is very hard to find now a days. But, hey! Don’t take my word for it, go check it out yourself and tell me what you think.
I will be the first person to tell you that I used to be a book snob. What is a book snob? Well, depending on who you ask it could mean a lot of things. In this case, I was a snob in the way that I promised I would never use an eReader because it could never beat the experience of having a book in your hand. I had it in my mind that those with eReaders could not possibly be avid readers because anyone who’s knows anyone, knows that the feel of a book, the smell of a book is all part of the reading experience. And then reality happened. It happened in a way that creeps up on you until you’re forced to realize the truth and stop living in the delusion that you call your life. In my instance, I ran out of room. Books are awesome, amazing things. You will NEVER hear me say they aren’t, but they are also a space suck, and unless you’re Belle in Beauty & the Beast, you probably don’t have a house, well castle, that has a room purely dedicated to books (if only) .
My first eReader was a Nook Tablet which was replaced by a Nook Simple Touch Glow which was then replaced by the Kindle Voyage. One of the reasons I move away from the Nook is because Barnes and Nobles isn’t really actively supporting it. Sure, you can probably call in or go into the store for help, but in the many years I’ve had a Nook, I’ve seen very little development to improve their readers’ capabilities and make it more user friendly. It seems instead that B&N has chosen to focus mainly on marketing their eReader as a tablet, which if you’re anything like me, you already have a tablet OR you don’t use your tablet for any type of immersive reading, simply because the LCD does not play nice with your eyes.
I was very hesitant to switch over to the Kindle because all of my eBooks are in the .epub format which is not supported by the Kindle3. And while there are programs that exist that allows you to convert an .epub to the appropriate format, it can be time consuming and if you’re like me, time is not a luxury you have. Ultimately, what cemented my decision to move to a Kindle was Kindle Unlimited. R is already subbed to it because of the ability to download audio books so I figured I should also make use of the subscription, and now I simply can’t live without my Kindle. I went from deciding not to participate in this year’s GoodReads reading challenge, due to lack of time, to reading 15 of the 20 book goal I set for myself. In comparison to the Nook, the Kindle is just more responsive and I never leave home without it. I can’t say the same for my Nook.
OS X Yosemite
I never thought I’d be able to say that I liked another operating system. I grew up on Windows and have since lived, breathe, and embraced it’s quirks, both the good and the bad. Still, I have to say that after being forced to learn and get used to OS X4, I actually do like it.
It is a BIG learning curve from Windows and I will admit my first jaunt with OS X, back in 2009, resulted in giving my MacBook to my mother-in-law because I refused to use it. I hated the operating system so much, it went untouched for months, and the only reason my mother-in-law ended up with it, is because her computer died and it really didn’t make sense to buy her a new one, when I had a perfectly good MacBook that she could use. Now that I’ve gotten familiar with the commands5 and used to the fact that the menu bar for EVERY program resides at the top of the operating system AND not in each application window, I adore it.
It also helps that with the introduction of continuity, I can text, call and respond to texts and calls on my computer if my phone is across the room, which let’s face it, it usually is. My MacBook is with me pretty much wherever I go so if someone calls or texts, I get all of that on my MacBook and I don’t have to worry about where I happened to leave my phone. I have no shame in admitting, that text forwarding and iPhone cellular calls is my guilty pleasure. In fact, when I’m on my PC, my Macbook is on the desk next to me because responding to a text on my iPhone is so passe and face it much easier on a full sized keyboard.
Summer, Summer Time
If you didn’t already know, I live in Arizona and anyone who is currently living in Arizona knows that we’ve been experiencing some weird weather that’s kept Arizona mostly pleasant with some brisk days in between. I know, it’s May 29, we should have at least already had one day with temperatures in three digits and we haven’t. I’m pretty sure the world is going to end soon but that’s neither here or there. And let’s be honest, while I’m not excited that it’s summer because, hello, hot! I am excited to make use of the pool we acquired when we bought our house last August.
I already have images of floating around on my pool floats with a drink in my hand (mimosa anyone?), soaking up the sun, and relishing in water that is just the right temperature. Of course this also inevitably means getting darker, tan lines, and mosquitoes. Still, I think the good outweighs the bad, though I may have to re-evaluate once we get our first electricity bill for the summer months.
blessed cursed with natural curly hair, and while many of my friends and family members were envious, I don’t think they fully realized just how hard curly hair is to maintain, especially for a family that was lower middle class and didn’t have an option to go to an expert to manage our hair.
For the most part, I dealt with it by putting my hair up or straightening it but I’ll be honest and say I never really figured out the right way to manage them. I knew based on experience that moisture is a must. I was never one of those girls who could go days or weeks without washing my hair, even with the introduction of dry shampoo. My hair thrived and still thrives on moisture so I did what I could afford to do at the time, used conditioner, wore it up, or straightened my hair.
3 years ago I decide I wanted to do something different. Dyeing my hair with the dyes I bought in store never really worked. Any color was only visible in sunlight and at a specific angle so I finally bit the bullet and had my stylist bleach and then dye my hair. The first dye job went fine. My curls continued to do their thing and I was ecstatic that it actually worked. People could see the dye without direct sunlight and without my having to pull out strands and angle them so they could see the color. I continued my tried and true method of straightening my hair or putting it up but dyes aren’t permanent, and eventually with the frequent washings, the color started to fade. So a little over a year after my initial bleach and dye job, I went back in to have her cut, bleach, and dye it once more and that’s when my curls quit.
My hair straightened was fine but my curls turned into lump, sort of straight but not, useless strands. My options at that point, from a styling standpoint was to straighten my hair because any attempts to style it any other way, ended up making my hair look terrible and as a result, for the next 2 years, I stopped straightening my hair and didn’t even think of bleaching or dyeing it, in an attempt to rehabilitate my curls. Now, they still aren’t 100% but I can at least style it in a way that doesn’t show just how much I fucked up my hair.
After a little bit of research and a recommendation from a friend, I looked into Ouidad and was able to find a salon with a Senior Stylist that’s been working with curly hair for 9 years. The plan is to go in and have my hair cut to rid of the damage which will hopefully result in my hair growing back to it’s natural, healthy state. It’s probably a bit extreme since I plan on a short cut but it’s either cut it short or shave it off, and I think both R and I would prefer I have some hair, even if it’s not a lot.
Admittedly, this first Friday 5 ended up being longer then I intended. Next week, I’ll see about making it more concise and to the point, similar to Dez. Until then, eat, sleep, geek.