Back On Track!

So I shortly got off track with one of my 25 Before 25 things. As a lot of you know, on my list of things to do/goals before I turn 25, one of the things I want to do is:

15. Put on fake eyelashes everyday. I love fake eyelashes and they'll make me do the rest of my makeup.

Well that becomes hard when you lose both of your eyelash glue tubes! And rather than just going and buying some more glue, I just complained everyday that I lost them.

I bring good news! I finally bought some! I actually bought something different this time. The stuff I used before was great and all, but I felt lacked something. This time I bought Revlon Precision Lash Adhesive. Oh. My. Gosh. (All the stuff I'm about to say are my opinions and in my own words, Revlon is not paying me in any sort of way -- I wish!) This stuff is amazing! It's long lasting, waterproof, clear and has an awesome little brush to put it on the eyelashes. And the plus side, sometimes I don't always put enough glue on my eyelashes, especially on the the inside of my and its a pain in the butt to fix it with a tube! But with the handy brush, it makes that no problem at all! I know a lot of you are thinking, well maybe if you glued them better... Well I say to you, be quiet! 

Anyways, on another note... I'm getting more tattoos today! And that totally relates because that is also on my 25 Before 25 list!

12. Get my arm finished with room left over for two apples to placed under the tree one once we have kids ("the apple doesn't fall far from the tree" Get it? Because I have a tree tattoo on my arm, eh eh?)

I'm only getting the outlines today and then filled in later. I think I'm getting 4 today? Maybe? I'm really excited!! They are so cute! Oh, and two of which will be on my right arm. I know I wanted my left arm finished first, but one is a forearm piece and the other is just so stinkin' cute that it needs to be in a place that I can see it all the time! Because the only place on my left arm that still has room is pretty much under my arm. Oh! And I have a few others lined up as well. But we'll talk about those later.

I'll definitely post a blog later this week on  my tattoos once they get filled in! You're gonna be jealous! Not going to lie... I have the cutest tattooed arm, like, ever. #whenyourhusbandisatattooartist

Have a great Sunday all!

Blog Names,Tattoos and Sick Husbands

Okay guys! Here it is! The new tattoo! I love love looooove it. My husband did such an awesome job! Sew perfect! Hahaha. Get it??

Anywaaaaays, after much deliberation between some friends and myself, I finally settled on a blog name! Hobby Hopping Housewife! So cute! I also want to thank Megan, she references hobby hopping in her wonderful blog. Thanks Megan!

So at the current moment, my husband is "deathly" sick. Poor guy, I feel for him. Being sick is terrible! And he's so awesome because he is still going to work in the morning. What a trooper! But what makes it funny is that he says, "I'm so sick I'm going to diiiiiiie. Make me feel better! Don't you want me to live?!" What's with men and being overdramatic when they're sick? I'm never that way! I'm pretty much just mopey and ya know, sick. Somehow he's super sick and still finds time to not just be overdramatic, but also funny. What a jerk though, he'll be better in a couple days, whereas me, it would last at least a week!

Any other women out there notice the same things of their husbands? Any funny stories you'd like to share??

I just roll my eyes every time. Hahha.

Take care!

Follow my blog with Bloglovin

Chore Time!

And thinking about:

-tattoos! I think I’m getting another one later this evening! Woo! Post on that one later!

-wanting to take a new self picture (see also: selfie)

-how I wrote today's to do list in extremely sloppy writing

{which brings me to:      

          -how it’s driving me nuts

          -how looking at it stresses me out

          -and how I just need to rewrite it (for the umpteenth time)}

-my identity as blogger

      -I think just pretty much all things: crafts, life, photography…?

-being away from Justin too long makes me irritable and pretty stupid emotional

-how almost every movie/book/person portrays marriage/relationships as fighting is normal

*NEWS FLASH* It’s not normal, nor is it even the slightest bit healthy.

-how I can’t wait to honestly get back to work!

-working with special needs kids is fun and rewarding! Can’t wait for this school year’s funny stories!

-future blog topics (I think all the aforementioned things I will probably divulge more into at later times)

                

Gotta start making some dinner now!

Later gator!

Now that I'm thinking about it, dinner can wait. Nap first!

Life Is Cray

Crazy.

 Life is craZy.

Stupid husband. He jokes about the lame things people say like, "that's so cray." He mocks them by repeating what they say, but he says it so much that it becomes part of his lingo. But because he says it so much, it also becomes part of mine. We say it jokingly, but we still say it. Ughh, we're lame too.

I hate sitting at the doctors office and waiting. All I can think about are things I can/should be doing right at this moment but can't, because I'm stupid waiting. Oh well. I should look at it as break time. Especially because its giving me the chance to write this blog.

So why is life cray you may ask? Drama. Drama drama drama drama. I hate drama. I try not to make it and I sure as hell try not be around it. I know, we all say that and still it happens. 

But what happens when you're in a place filled with drama and you can't get away?! And some how, by the efforts of someone else, your words get twisted and things just blow up and get out of control! And you're just doing the best you can to keep the peace and pick up the dominoes as they fall.

Here's what I did:

- I meditated on Mark 6:34. Jesus had compassion on them because they were like sheep without a shepherd.

I meditated and then meditated some more.

- I prayed for patience. A lot.

- I apologized for any possible miscommunications. 

- I was even more friendly than usual. Well, I sure tried to be anyways.

- I walked away when I couldn't handle a situation. People say that to walk away shows extreme cowardice. But really, I think just the opposite. It really shows strength. To walk away from a situation before it gets out of control, a situation where you may be thinking hurtful things and might possibly say them and to walk away and not say those things, is strength. I don't want to say things out of hate or angry. I want to them out of love and when I can't, I walk away. A lot harder than it sounds.

- and when I finally got home from what felt like the longest day of my life, I cried. A lot. And then cried a little more.

- and then I thanked and praised God. For a lot of things. For Him, for the patience and strength he'd given me throughout the day, the opportunity to shine His light through my kindness, my husband who held me while I cried, and for the kindness and good things throughout the day that I may not have seen then, but realized when I got home, and then cried a little more. Mostly for His grace.

I sure tell ya though. I'm not perfect. And I'm certainly not trying to portray myself as so. Because honestly, I used the f word a lot. Though mostly to myself and a lot of the time I made the f sound in its place or effin instead and though in the company of people who were sharing in my discomfort. I also did not give someone a validation card.

But hey, we've all got stuff to work on right? And now I know what those things are.

Take care,

What Is A Blog Anyway?

Well, whatever it is, I'm pretty terrible at it!

In hopes of becoming better and/or writing it more frequently, I've made it a lot cuter and not just limited to my photography stuff (which we all know I wasn't doing that anyway!)

Sooo, here it goes! My blog is now going to consist of my latest photography shoots, hobby obsessions, my life in general and me trying to learn how to blog!

As for anything else today, I would just like to thank God for giving me able hands to do this fun kind of stuff <3

Lata gatas!

Oh! And you can subscribe by email! I promise I won't litter your inbox full of stuff.