In which Shana writes on her body

I'm not going to acknowledge yesterday's lack of a post.

Instead, I'm just going to jump into this one.

Today is TWLOHA (To write Love On Her Arms) day.

There really isn't a lot that I can say on the subject. Well, no there is. I have a long history of self inflicted injuries, depression and a suicide attempt or two, but at the same time, this isn't for me. I know I have love in my life, and I know that there are people who reach out to me.

This is for you. For any of you out there who need this, who need to reach out to someone, or wish they reach back. I have love for you. Reach for me, and I'll be there. In a heartbeat.

and contact deets for anyone who ever just needs a voice, a friend, a hug, or someone to listen. I'm here, any time.

I'm on MSN - Tryphyna at hotmail dot com
And gmail - tryphyna at gmail dot com
and I tweet - tryphyna

And facebook, search me out by my name and there I am.


And Finally I leave you with this....

In which shana gets ahead of herself

But not really.

This week in my little crafters corner, I'd like to feature a website I just discovered. It is called P.S. I made this.

I am actually having a hard time blogging this post, because I keep seeing awesome things on the site that is inspiring me to complete a project I have in mind.

I am totally in love with this site, and I'm sure a few of you (I'm SO looking at you Eva since you're about the crafitiest person I know!)

So enjoy the site, and *fingers crossed* Next week I'll show off a project that I have in the works myself!

In which Shana is forgetful

One of the many problems with batch blogging (what I call writing up posts for a week or more at a time and having them come out one at a time thereafter) is that you get used to it. And then when you go on a week long hiatus, you wind up behind the 8ball.

Anyhow... It turns out that I have an abbreviated period of time in which to write this, as I now need to get myself ready to go into town to arrange a few things...

So I'll talk glasses, and sadly there are no peektures as I'm not taking the time to find any.

I got my first pair of glasses when I was 17. I had always wanted a pair. I know, strange right? But I always thought that glasses were super smexy and I wanted to be smexy, so I figured getting glasses would totes make smexy.

Right... so enter the first pair of glasses.

I loved those so much it hurt. And they were awful. They were pink plastic and cheap but I loved them even though they looked awful on me. I let the lady at the glasses store talk me out of the pair I really wanted, because she said that dark frames would look awful on me.

I wore those for years, until I left them on a desk at work, and they got hidden behind a monitor. It was just over a year later that they were found again. Anyhow, I decided I hated those glasses and decided to get a new pair.

2 new pairs as it turns out. I finally got my black frames, and a wire frame that looked pretty awesome on me. I rarely wore the wire framed ones, and wore the black framed ones all the time.

Until one day I wore them to the gym and left them in a locker never to see them again.

I was pretty happy with my wire frames until one day the case fell out of my purse into the drive way and they got run over. They weren't TOO mangled, but they were bad enough that I wound up going for yet another pair.

And that's where I am now. I got 3 pairs about 2.5 years ago. My black half frame Ralph Laurens (which my cat knocked off my desk and I stepped on them, meaning I now must get a new lense for them) my blue Miumiu's (which I still wear all the time, they're kind of boxy and awesome, and a black plastic pair that I think I accidentally left behind at a sunglasses store.

So yeah... the moral of this story... I love my glasses but I'm about as responsible as a 7 year old when it comes to keeping them safe.




And sorry for the lameness of this post. It's super lame, and I've gotta run. My bike won't exercise itself and I've gotta head to town (wish me luck that we can get a car or fix ours today!)

In which Shana dips her toes into a geeky pool

So, this is more of a warm up post than anything else. It's been a bit since I last blogged and I need to flex those muscles again.

So, the gaming systems that we have in the house are our PC's (Twoie - mine and Prince - my uninspired husbands), the DS's (mine [which is in need of a new top screen] and the child's [which is just kind of gross]) and our Wii.

Normally it breaks down like this....

The hubs plays on his PC. I normally play on the PC but there are a few Wii games that were procured just for me (Twilight princess, Okami, Metroid Corruption [although I cannot play it, makes my vertigo go crazy]) and the child plays almost exclusively on the Wii.

This weekend though, there was a shift in balance for who played what.

The child wasn't home, so it was just the hubs and I, and we picked up
Boom Blox Bash Party. I have to tell you, I was prepared to hate this game. All I heard about it was that it was like Jenga on steroids and that Spielberg had created it.

Well, I've never played jenga and I tend to think when entertainers cross into another entertainment stream, it's often a mistake.

I was pleasantly surprised to quite enjoy the game! We smashed each others towers, and help each other get points all weekend long. It was so much fun, that it's one of the games that I'll be bringing to Mrs. AP's house should we do a game night there again!

In which Shana is a Bunny

And bunnies know how to bounce.

Things are settling down in the homstead, and as such I feel confident that I can blog again without turning into a mass of jelly sobbing in a corner.

As such, I believe my blog will return to it's former glory this coming week. Thanks so much for understanding my need for a little time and space