project 365: day 125: blush

As a very fair skinned person, blush is very important to me.

project 365: day 124: lipgloss, again!

I did cull my gloss down so that it encompasses only two drawers. I am going to toss out the Burt's Bees. It has this bad citrus scent, and it dries the crap out of my lips. And yet, you see it is still in one of the drawers. It is a sickness.... The tin of Cargo is awesome, the colors are amazing, but the tin is a bit of a pain in the arse, and always having to have a lip brush is on the inconvenient side, but still, great gloss.

project 365: day 123: Lipgloss1

I am addicted to lipgloss. I think I've found the perfect one and then it gets discontinued, or I get bored, or I just get distracted by shiny pretty. In the center is one of the glosses from Stila, that I bought in a three pack from Costco. I didn't have the highest hope, thought I'd like maybe one, but I love all three. Oh, and the best part, they were like $14, for all three. Seriously, why wouldn't I? Oh, and by the way, that's how an addiction starts...

project 365: day 122: foundation

Mary Kay makes the best foundations, hands down. I have many shades and coverage levels for all year round.

project 365: day 121: Primers

The next couple of posts will examine my hoarde of beauty products. What is in all those little drawers?

Artists need to prepare their canvases properly, and I put that theory into practice with my face. I don't necessarily use these products every day, but it is important to have them when you need them. The middle and right products are probably my two favs. The Supernatural is a tinted magical cream that can be used alone or under makeup. On the right, my MK Timewise lip primer. I have one here and another in my purse at all times. It keeps my lipstick in place, no more feathering for me.

project 365: day 120: Organized!

It has come to my attention that this is interesting. Just before Christmas, I was straightening up, in anticipation of entertaining. Instead of my usual procedure of cramming things in cupboards and closets and then slamming the doors, I decided to actually organize some stuff. This is the counter of what is technically the guest bathroom, and it had become overrun with my cosmetics. I purged A LOT of stuff, and the rest is neatly labeled and put away in these drawers I found in the hardware department of Target.

project 365: day 119: winter!

It took me the better part of a day to accomplish this:
It started out looking very much like this:

After I was done I did this:

project 365: day 118: another from TDoS

This has been in the drawer for a long time. The serpentine are very large, and I bought the carnelian before I understood grades of stones. This will also be taken apart.

project 365: day 117: drawer of shame examined

so, due to the grey weather, I figured I would examine the items within my drawer of shame. I LOVE the olive jade rectangles in this one, but the rest of this just doesn't work for me. Taking this pic inspired me to take it apart, but I still haven't figured out what to do with it...

project 365: day 116 Alstede barn

I am working on using my camera in manual mode, except for focus, which given my eyesight, would be bad.
I believe this barn, on Pleasant Hill Road, is part of Alstede farm. So pretty against the blue sky...

project 365: day 115 default pose

Hudson, having been photographed so much, now has a default setting when the camera comes out. Want proof, see below:

the scrunchy eye thing is new, so is the fake laugh. they learn so fast...

project 365: day 114 some church

there are two churches on main street in succasunna, that are next door to one another. this is the prettier of the two (in my opinion), but not sure what flavor it is. see, i'm sooo on top of my religions

project 365: day 113 tornado twist earrings

copper, wrapped around brass wrapped around sterling. not going to set the world ablaze, but they are a really good everyday earring.

project 365: day 112 Calendar confusion

I got through almost the entire month before I realized this was what I had written on my work calendar. Dorothy says it was because she was talking to me as I was writing, I say she's sweet, but wrong.

project 365: day 111 snow covered bushes

The crazy winter weather this month has made for some interesting pictures, but that is all the good things I can say about it right now.

facebooking, hmmmm (yes, it is a verb), or, I am a crazy person, protect your children from me...

In the past few months, I joined Facebook, and am an admitted addict. My husband does not understand the attraction, and no amount of hard sell will change that, which is fine. I am a voraciously social person. I get very attached to the people in my life, and even after a relationship may have ended, I still wonder about their whereabouts. I do not obsess, but something may remind of that person (a song, an expression a smell), and I just think "what is Jill up to these days?" In many ways, Facebook eliminates these mysteries. I know that one friend is happy, another is glad to be home, or watching a movie, or eating something tasty. Mundane little nuggets that make you feel connected to that person, who could be doing that inane thing, thousands of miles away. In many ways FB satisfies the sentimentalist in me.



I am a bit shy about requesting friends, though, especially people from high school. That was a tough time for me, and I know that my teen social skills were even less stellar than today's. I take rejection very personally, and wonder what they will think when they see my request, blahh blahh blahh, I apparently need a shrink. ("My neuroses are part of my charm", at least that is how I try to sell it). Anyway, I recently added my maiden name to my FB, so that if someone really wanted to find me, they could. Well, just recently someone did.



This was a junior high and beginning of high school classmate. In seventh and eighth grades, we spent a lot of time together, and our relationship was one of those cantankerous, snarky, picking-on-each-other things, that in retrospect, is questionable at best. His family moved away after freshman year (I think).



His name had kept coming up as "people you may know", and I had decided that, yes I do know him, but he can stay on the right hand side of my FB page. After I changed my name, he put in a friend request, with the message "Well, look who I found...How life?Do you keep in touch with any old friends?"**. I accepted the request, but didn't respond back to the message. I have several "friends" that I don't correspond with, and that is fine, and I felt this was appropriate with "Seth".



So, a week or two later I get this on my wall: "So you dont want to talk to me or what" which gets me a little fired up. Bad grammar aside, Facebook is supposed to be fun, and this was feeling not fun. (Reading this post so far, I realize that it sounds like I am overreacting, which is why I gave some back story on the relationship with said snarkster. I could hear the tone of his voice inside my head, and the tone was not good, that tone had not changed since high school, also not good). So, I replied back, and I must paraphrase "whoa there cowboy, don't get all FB creepy. We all have lives outside of FB, just been a little busy" which is all kinds of witchy/bitchy, zero to sixty in seconds, I know. To which he replies "Oh my...I see some people never change",to which I reply "agreed", and he unfriends me (which is why I couldn't copy my exact reply from his wall, he unfriended me).



See? Just what I was worried about. Drama. High school drama (the worst kind), which is exactly why I am skittish about people from my past. This whole discourse makes me sound unchanged during those long 20 years, still so defensive and sarcastic. I have changed, I have softened a little, and I hate how easily I slipped back into the role that people expect me to play. I hated my role in high school. If I were forced (at gunpoint, death threats to loved ones) to go back and do it again, I would do very little the same. I would hopefully take myself less seriously, and just be a happier person.



I am a happy person, and now "Seth" won't have the opportunity to bask in the glow of my deliciously insightful status reports. He'll never know that I wore super-cute tights today, or when I am forced to yell at clients, or if I am having a hard time figuring out what to eat for lunch. So sad, so sad.



The moral of this super long, incredibly silly and self indulgent rant? Have fun, people, laugh a little (especially at yourself).

Life is too short to take shit from some dick on Facebook!
(that would make an awesome tee shirt, or flair!)



**these were direct quotes (complete with bad grammar) cut and pasted directly from FB. Thank you technology!



By the way, he's not the first person to unfriend me, (take a moment to get over your shock), but his unfriending makes way more sense than the first. That one is still a frackin' mystery (person in question friended and unfriended me twice! You think I am mentally unstable...).

(all this use of friend and unfriend as verbs has made my spellcheck all wacky)


next posts will be to catch up on project 365!