Tuesday, October 26, 2010

ABC: Start A Fire At The Pumpkin Patch

Wednesday my family and I went to a pumpkin patch. We went on a hayride...a dog chased us throughout the entire ride, I refuse to go on a hayride ever again. It was bumpy and hurt my back, plus there were a bunch of annoying little girls that were screaming the whole time because of the Halloween decorations that we kept passing.

McKynley's favorite part of the pumpkin patch was the fact that they had a slide and swing set.


PS: Remember last month how I said it would be awesome if Ryan Star played a show in Little Rock every month...well guess what, he's coming again on October 30th! That means he will have been to Arkansas 3 months in a row. I am very excited! Here is Ryan's video for his new single "Start A Fire"

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Meet Oliver

Oliver is a little boy who haunts my parents house. Previous owners of the house have reported seeing his ghost, they said is a nice ghost. I personally have never seen him, but I do hear him some times.  He mostly likes to stay up stairs. When my parents were still thinking about buying the house, they went over to look at it and heard him running in the upstairs hallway.

Last summer my family went on a cruise, my cousin came to stay with me while they were gone. One morning we woke up to find a bottle of olive oil sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor.  This is when we decided that maybe the little boy was trying to tell us his name was Oliver. 

My cousin had left her phone downstairs the night before and then found this picture on her phone. We think he took a picture of himself.

Oliver likes to eat our leftover pizza and and drink our Fuze juice.  The local museum called us and asked if they could write a story about how our house was haunted, I don't know if they ever really did...I want to go to the museum and find out.  We can hear Oliver playing in McKynley's room upstairs sometimes.

 Not too long ago my Dad had just finished washing a load of his clothes, before he took them out of the dryer he left the laundry room to go do something else. When he left the washer door was open, from another room he heard the door slam shut. No one else had been in the laundry room.


Monday, October 18, 2010

Best TV Show Theme Songs

My favorite theme songs:

Gilmore Girls: "Where You Lead" by Carole King and Louise Goffin

Brotherly Love: "No Matter Where You Are" by Joey Lawrence

 Saved By The Bell: "Saved By The Bell" by Tom Weir

Summerland: "Beautiful Day" by Bryn Dowling

 Lie To Me: "Brand New Day" by Ryan Star

Boy Meets World: "Boy Meets World" by Twenty Cent Crush

Kenan & Kel: "Aw Here It Goes" by Coolio

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air: by Will Smith

Full House: "Everywhere You Look" by Jesse Frederick


Sunday, October 17, 2010

51 Random Facts About Me

I realized the other day that I never really introduced myself when I started this blog. On some of the blogs I read I have noticed the writers like to make lists, about a lot of different things...what they want to do that day/weekend, things they want to do before their next birthday, places they want to go before they die, or just a list of random things. I figured it would be a good way for you to get to know me a little better if I made a list of random facts about myself:

  • I'm a Christian
  • I can't type or write the word "sleep" without accidentally turning it into "sleeper"  (thanks a lot Small Town Sleeper)
  • I am afraid of clowns, mannequins, statues of people, and anyone wearing a mask or costume
  • I hate when people don't clear the leftover minutes off the microwave timer
  • I have always wanted to go to Ohio
  • I pronounce the word "old" as "ode:" and the word "cold" as "code"
  • I hate the words "ain't" and "y'all"
  • I hate country music...unless it is from the late '90s/early 2000's
  • I love the color orange
  • If I could I would spend every night of my life at a show
  • I am becoming a coffee addict
  • besides coffee I don't drink caffeine
  • I love the Spice Girls
  • I can not stand James Blunt
  • I once had a dream that Darren Robinson of Phantom Planet saved me from a pit of burning lava (Darren says he really did)
  • I love ketchup, I put it on almost everything
  • I love ketchup chips
  • I met Jimmy Buffett when I was 15
  • My mom, aunt and I pretended that my mom worked at Wal-Mart so we could get into the Wal-Mart Shareholders meeting to see Jesse McCartney perform (that's when I met Jimmy Buffett.) You no longer have to work at Wal-Mart to get into the shows
  • My parents house is haunted by a little boy named Oliver
  • I met Justin Timberlake's grandma and brother at an *Nsync concert
  • I never want to have a kid
  • I can't sleep unless SafetySuit's album is on repeat
  • I have been on TV at least 4 times...maybe more
  • I was once addicted to Twitter (not anymore since all the Jeremy drama happened)
  • My favorite actresses are: Lauren Graham, Audrey Hepburn, Molly Ringwald and Ellen Page
  • My favorite actors are: Zach Braff, Will Smith and Michael Cera
  • I watched season 2 of Gilmore Girls (21 episodes) in two days
  • I love Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
  • I am afraid of heights
  • I could watch the movies Forgetting Sarah Marshall, Easy A, Almost Famous, Pretty In Pink, Breakfast At Tiffany's, and The Hangover everyday without getting sick of them
  • I always save my movie/show tickets
  • My favorite number is 7
  • I love Banana Pudding ice cream
  • One of my biggest fears is to be in a car wreck
  • I hate going to shows at arenas, I would rather see one a bar/club
  • When my mom was pregnant with me her water broke at 21 weeks
  • I love Chinese/Mexican/Italian food
  • I hate seafood
  • I am allergic to pigs (I can be around them, I just can't eat any form of pig)
  • I hate the sound of people filing their nails
  • I am terriifed of going to the dentist
  • I have always wanted to own a beagle dog
  • I collect key chains
  • I have wanted to be an author for as long as I can remember
  • I love when grocery stores have food ladies giving out free samples
  • If I ever get married, I want to marry a rockstar
  • I have always wanted to live in a town like Stars Hallow
  • I love Degrassi: The Next Generation, and Gilmore Girls
  • My first complete sentence was "Shut that door"
  • I often randomly speak in a British accent without noticing


Saturday, October 16, 2010

It Makes Me Want To Pull My Hair Out

When I was little I had really long beautiful eyelashes. Seems like everywhere I went someone would comment on how long and pretty they were.  I also had what my family would call my favorite piece of hair; I would play with a certain strand of hair all the time; rub it, twist it around my finger and tie it in a knot.

One day when I was 10 years old my mom went to visit my Nanny Pat (my dad's mom) I decided to stay in the car because I knew it wouldn't be a very long visit. While I was waiting I got bored and somehow ended up playing with my eyelashes..I accidently pulled one out. I examined the eyelash for a long time, I guess just to see if I could figure out why everyone else thought my lashes were so great. I looked out the window and noticed my mom coming back to the car, I blew the eyelash away and we went home.

Later that night I watched as my mom and sister worked on putting one of those 1000- piece puzzles together, at some point during this I rubbed my eye and an eyelash fell out, then I pulled one out.  A few weeks later my parents noticed that a lot of my eyelashes were missing.  They asked me what happened and I told them I didn't know what had happened because I knew if I told them they would think I was crazy.

A few days later they found out what was going on, they actually took my to a shrink (see told ya they would think I was crazy.) I was dissapointed when I got there to see that there wasn't a chase lounge to lay down on like you see in the movies, there were just two chairs infront of a desk. 

Enough about the chairs, cause it's not like I would have needed them anyway since I have .my own. The lady was a freak, it seems the shrinks are always the weird ones, not the patients. She hardly wanted to discuss my problem...she was more interested in a toy she had in her office; a canister of beads that if you flipped it over and let the beads fall down to the other side it would sound like rain pouring down. FREAK!

When our session was over she called my mom into her office and told her that I was as normal as could be.  There is something seriously wrong with this woman, because there is nothing normal about pulling out your eyelashes.

Whenever someone in my family noiced me pulling they would get mad, they thought it was stupid that I was doing this; they would tell me to stop ...but as much as I wanted to, I couldn't. About once a month my dad would come up to me and look at my eyelashes to make sure they were growing back, he always told me that one day they would stop growing back.Five or six years later I found out he was right.

 For years no one seemed to know what was causing me to do this, not even doctors; until one year when my family and I went to stay at a hotel where a confrence that my mother attended every year was being held. My dad and I stayed in our room and watched TV while my mom was at the conference  We were flipping through the channels and stopped on a news program (I think it was 20/20) because they were talking about pulling out hair. I was very happy to learn that I am not the only one.

We learned that it is a disorder called Trichotillomania (Trich, for short.) More common for woman than men. Usually starts between the ages of 9 and 12. (as I said earlier I was 10.) It can also start when you are an infant. Most people pull out the hair on their head, but eyelashes and eyebrows are also common.  A lot of the time you don't even realize you are doing it. Even though you are aware that it is ruining your apperance you can't stop.

I have noticed that I normally pull if/when I am scared, stressed, mad or bored. I recently read somewhere that Trich only affects 2% of the population.

Ever since my parents learned about Trich they have been more supportive, my sister on the other hand still doesn't seem to understand and makes fun of me. She tells me all the time to just stop. You can't just stop...I wish I could stop, it's not like I want to make myself look weird with big patches of eyebrows and eyelashes missing. I hate it, it makes me look ugly. I would give anything in the world to stop, because now my eyelashes have stopped growing back and I look like a freak.


Thursday, October 7, 2010

ABC: Heather and McKynley's Photoshoot

Heather dyed her dark again last night so she asked me to take pictures of her with dark hair today, here are some of my favorites:


Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Something Must Have Made You So Mad, What Did I Do To Make You Say That To Me?

I have been wanting to write about this for a long time but I haven’t, partly because I didn’t know what/how to “say” it, and partly because I didn’t want to possibly cause more drama, but I think if I write about it, it will help me get over it and I will finally be able to move on.

March 10th 2010 I woke up to find my DM box (Direct Message on Twitter, a message that can only be seen by the sender and the receiver of the message) full of messages from Jeremy Henshaw (bass player for SafetySuit...but you probably all know that by now if you have been reading my blog for awhile.) At first I was kind of excited to see his face in my DM box, but as I started reading the messages (there were five, because of the 140 character limit on Twitter) I became horrified. In the messages were things like “I am shocked and disappointed because I know you are all (he sent it to a few of my friends as well) better people than that…and I hope to be proven right.”

A few months before this, stuff was said on Twitter that shouldn’t have been said and apparently someone had been watching our Twitter accounts and had been sending things that were said to Jeremy. Whoever told him all of this stuff took it completely out of context and twisted the words around, and they clearly didn’t tell him the part where I told the other people that were involved in this that they shouldn’t talk about those type of things, otherwise I probably wouldn’t have received the messages from him.

Up until this happened Jeremy had always been nice to me and replied to every tweet I ever sent him. Once he even had a Twitter Party (where you ask a “famous” person who has a Twitter account questions and they answer them) because I asked him to, during which he answered every one of my questions, during Twitter Parties a lot of people have questions that don’t get answered because the “famous” person gets tweeted so many questions at one time that it is hard for them to keep up.

March 11th 2010 I sent Jeremy a message on Myspace to apologize (even though I never did anything.) He didn’t respond for an entire week. During that week while I was waiting for a reply I basically went crazy. I wouldn’t listen to SafetySuit, I couldn’t eat, sleep or think straight. Finally he wrote me back and said he accepted the apology and that we never have to talk about this again.

After I read his reply, I instantly felt better because I thought things were going to go back to normal...I was wrong. Apparently when he said “we never have to talk about this again” he meant we never have to talk about this again, because I am never going to talk to you again. There isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think about what happened. Some days I can blow it off like it’s no big deal that one of the people I love so much and would never intentionally hurt in any way hates me for something I never even did or said.

Other days it is all I can think about and I cry over every little thing, for instance, once during one of his Twitter Parties I asked him what his favorite cereal was and he said Peanut Butter Captain Crunch. I have always liked any kind of Captain Crunch, peanut butter is also my favorite though, I hadn’t had any in a while so I decided to have a bowl the other day and while I was eating it I actually started crying.

All this drama has really messed me up mentally; think about how you would feel if one of your favorite artist, celebrities, or whoever told you they were “disappointed in you and they know you are a better person than that” when you weren’t even the one who did anything wrong. He won’t tweet me anymore, he completely ignores me and the other girls that were involved in this. How can he sit there and say everything is okay and he accepts our apology if he doesn’t mean it? If he meant it he would forgive us and acknowledge our existence.

 SafetySuit hasn’t been to Arkansas since the time I saw them on November 11th 2009. I keep saying I want them to come back, but when I sit back and think about it, I’m not sure if I could handle seeing Jeremy in person after what happened, cause I think it would be really awkward. At the same time I don’t think I could handle SafetySuit being in Arkansas and me missing it, just because some stupid idiot on Twitter can’t keep their mouth shut and mind their own damn business.


PS: The title of this post kind of came from "Stay" by SafetySuit, it seems appropriate for this situation, sometimes it makes me sad to listen to it now.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

ABC: Tailgates Timberfest and Lemonade

This weekend I stayed at my parents house and we went to Timberfest. Timberfest is kind of like a fair,  but they don't really have any rides. They have jumphouses for little kids to play in and a kiddie train ride. Timberfest has a lot of booths where you can buy things like clothes and there maybe jewelery, I'm not really sure.  There is food like you would find at a fair, funnel cakes, fried Oreos, fried Twinkies, corn dogs, and real freshly squeezed lemonade. Before we left McKynley had a little photoshoot:

At the enterance was a car show:

We saw a cute little dog:

We had lemonade and fried Oreos:

We did not have a funnel cake:

We saw a pony:

Then we went home and we did not ride this rocking horse:

Sunday we played outside:

McKynley had a conversation with a glass frog:

I took a picture of this belt:

Then we went inside and ate cookies and candy corn:

It was a really nice weekend.


PS: The title of this post sort of came from "Song For The Summer" by my favorite band in the entire world. Small Town Sleeper.