sarahfabulous

Okay, I'm very proud of myself because I quit playing Farmville about 2 weeks ago and haven't gone back once.  Even with the temptations of a cousin offering special limited edition codes to get fancy items.  I stuck to my guns!

Okay, I know it might sound silly, but I really was addicted to that game.  I'd spend hours working on it and then I decided that maybe I could save myself some time and get better bonuses if I installed the Gamers Unit Snag Bar.  Some people think that is cheating.  It probably is.  I installed it and I tried not to be greedy.  But then I started getting hate mail from online "neighbors".  I was so mad, I mean, how self righteous do you have to be to send hate mail to someone on Facebook that you don't even really know??  Then I realized I was being way too self righteous myself, wanting to get all the good stuff no matter who I pissed off.  And because it snagged so many items I was having to go to my farm more often to prevent my gift box from becoming too full...long story short, I was spending way too much of my time on that dumb game.

So since I quit, I've been catching up on much more productive activities.  I'm reading more and I've been coming up with great ideas on my digital scrapbooks and my traditional scrapbooks -- and the brainstorms for new ideas of projects to do with the Girl Scout troop are a constant.  Love it!

What's the point of telling you all this??  Nothing really.  Just wanted to write it down somewhere.

Yay!  I got a new Bamboo Pen for digital design yesterday.  It isn't the version that also has "touch" but it is a new pen that works and that is a good thing.  I cannot believe how lost I was without my old one, but once I knew it was crashing my computer I uninstalled it and went cold turkey.  It'll be so nice to have a pen available again for anytime use.  This one is pretty nice, it came with Corel Painter 4, so I'm going to play around with that.  I wanted the higher priced pen/touch that came with tons more software, but we couldn't afford that.  I shouldn't complain though, I spent $70 on the pen, $100 on shoes and $55 on Stephen King's Dark Tower comic series yesterday.  I'm not spoiled or anything....

I'm so sad.  I'm an idiot.  Saturday C called me at work to ask if a mother rabbit would take care of her babies after they'd been touched by a person.  It seems that C and my father-in-law were working in the garden and came across a nest of rabbit kits.  The babies scattered and my husband had to pick up some of them to put them back in the nest.  We decided to leave them alone and hope their mama came back for them.  We watched them all weekend and saw them moving around and assumed everything was okay.  But today I went out and it was obvious that it wasn't okay at all.  C checked the nest on his lunch hour and found that there were 5 dead kits in it.  She left them.  She left them to die, alone and hungry and scared.  I'm so dumb, I could have been feeding them, giving them formula and keeping them warm.  I know that there will be countless generations of kits to replace them, but they were our bunnies, in our garden.  I wouldn't have minded having family funeral for them, but my younger daughter had decided they were Easter rabbits.  I couldn't let them know we had inadvertently killed a family of Easter rabbits.  Instincts be damned, she could have come back to those babies, we wouldn't have hurt them.  Why didn't I insist on becoming their mama??  Why am I so sad about 5 little baby rabbits?

There is something about this time of year.  I actually like to do a little cleaning -- don't worry, this too will pass, and I want to get caught up on my projects.  I am almost caught up on my digital scrapbooking, and this weekend I printed about 150 pictures to get started on getting caught up on my traditional scrapbooking.  I even printed some pictures of myself for my dreaded self-portrait page.  It seemed like such a good idea last year to buy an 8 inch chipboard letter for the first letter in all of our names.  I quickly put together pages for the girls...and the husband's wasn't too hard either.  But to put myself into a page??  Self portraits have never been easy for me.  Ever.  So I might do that page last, after I catch up on all the family events and fun pages.  It is so much easier to spotlight Sis's gorgeous smile or Lola's silly side.  But to put myself down on a page...not just my image but what makes me ME...so hard!  I didn't print any of my own photography to scrap, I wonder if I shouldn't, since photography has become part of who I am creatively...great, more stuff to think about!

Have you ever said that?  "Someday, when I have more time...."  But the truth is we don't ever have more time.  We always have the same amount of time, that's constant.  To say that someday I'll have more time almost makes it sound (to me anyway) that I assume the heavens will pause for me so that I can accomplish my goals.  It's kind of funny, and kind of deep.

I do want to spend some time reworking my photography from this winter.  I like to take pictures on overcast days but that has given a lot of my work a blue tinge, and the pictures I took the tinge out of aren't quite right either.  So that's a goal for when I figure out how to stop the earth's rotation and orbit around the sun.  I'll get back to you on the time and date so you can get as much in to that pause as well.