Sunday, January 31, 2010

Happy birthday, Lucy!

Friday, January 29, 2010

Have a fabulous weekend!

Tea submarine

Street Style Memory Game

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Emma miniseries

    Have you been watching Emma, the new PBS miniseries? It started last Sunday night, and it's AMAZING. Emma is so charming and adorable with her gossip and matchmaking, and the show stays really true to the book. And don't worry if you missed the first episode; you can watch it online here. I absolutely love it!
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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Pissy Housewife

    No, I am not pissy due to PMS!!!!
    I am disheartened with my sportsman. I know my frustration isn’t any different than the frustration that many women feel.



    I keep reminding myself it’s a “guy” thing or It’s not me, it’s him. I also think it is a “how you were raised” kinda thing or maybe it’s my sportsman is 5 years younger than me???


    It has taken me several days to calm down to even write what I am about to write. I’ve been apprehensive, that I would not go about it with a smile on my face or a song in my heart, but rather with extreme animosity. Also with Valentines Day just around the corner, I think it would be crafty of me to “play nice”, with my sportsman.


    It’s just so hard sometimes. I know it’s said that, “any good marriage requires hard work”, but what the person who said that doesn’t bother to explain is how hard do you have to work, and what is too hard? Should it be so damn hard that you’re miserable? UGH!


    My simple little storey is why I struggle with life with my sportsman.


    It all started out a happy go lucky Saturday, my sportsman and I were letting my son drive us around, since he has recently gotten his permit.


    We have had previous issues when all of us are in the car, and because of this it has been discussed, that only ONE parent is allowed to do the back seat driving instructing at a time.


    So we are heading to do our weekend shopping. My son is driving, we pull into the parking lot and we are trying to find a place to park (without taking out the whole side of the nearest car). Meanwhile my daughter calls, frantic(she is the biggest drama queen, so everything to her is an emergency) she is telling me that her car tire is really low, it won’t fill up, and oh, by the way she is at a gas station that is in the “hood”. I am trying to instruct her and instruct my son on where to park, at the same time my sportsman is also instructing.


    At some point I am screaming at my son as to what to do, telling my daughter I will have to call her right back, and telling my sportsman to shut the fuck up!!!!! Yes I said the “F” word in the car in front of my 15 year old. You also don’t have to point out how demeaning it is to say that to the person you are supposed to love.


    Listen people it only got worse from here. We park the car and go in to do our shopping. I call my daughter back and now she is pissed at me cause I had to hang up and call her back. She wouldn’t initially even take my call. When she does answer, she yells at me that her being stranded in the “hood” takes precedence over me helping my son park the car.


    Let me just say, I don’t deal well with multiple people yelling at me. I have to take a moment to regroup and to think clearly. The long short of it, and many phone calls later, to many people, (don’t even ask) my daughters boyfriends mother, who lives close by came and helped her change out her tire. So she could at least make it home.


    So while we are standing in line to check out of Dick’s Sporting Goods, I tell my sportsman that we need to take my daughters car up someplace to get the tire looked at or fixed, since she has work on Sunday.


    He turns to me with this dirty look on his face and says “Do you know how long you have to sit at those places and wait for them to fix a tire”? Like what he really was saying was, OMG I have other things I want to do today and the last thing I want to do is sit around some tire shop. I look back and him and I say, seriously, who is the man and who is the women in this family? I will take the fucking car myself and bring along a book. He then tells me, that I should call first cause they may not even be open past 5:00. I look back at him and at this point I am not talking quietly anymore but now rather loudly. Are you fucking kidding me I ask him. It has to get done, so I don’t care what we have to do.


    This is where the shit really starts to hit the fan. I’m pretty sure the people standing directly in front of us would have preferred to get the hell away from us as quick as possible. So then my sportsman turns and walks out of the store and leaves me still standing in line


    As if it could get any worse, I got stuck paying for my sons two pairs of Under Armour clothes at $114 dollars, so that he can play soccer next week outdoors. If that doesn’t add fury to the fire I don’t know what else would.


    Honestly I wasn’t trying to meet some kinda potty mouth word quota for the day. I was just flabbergasted, that here my manly sportsman is not stepping up to the “father” plate. Seriously what the fuck??????


    So we make it home, with me driving this time. My son is upset cause we were both yelling in the car and cause I didn’t let him drive home and my sportsman is now royally pissed at me. But I’m on a roll, I am so wound up that I can’t stop now. I continue the yelling and demeaning statements even after we get into the house.


    I just wanted to know, why is it that anytime someone needs help my sportsman never volunteers? My sportsman’s reply was, he thought this should be used as a learning lesson. On how to take care of your own car. Does anyone else see an issue with this besides me? One she is a girl, two she is only 19 and three aren’t you suppose to go alone and instruct in order for it to be a “learning Lesson”?


    If I am way off base here on all of this, then I will truly apologize to my sportsman in the way I treated him. I know it’s hard for you to give an accurate opinion and/or advice only hearing my side of the story.


    So please give advice, I already recognize that I wasn’t pleasant , but I still feel that my sportsman should have stepped it up a notch.

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Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Silhouette business cards

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Heart ring

The Art of Deception

    I was reading this National Geographic magazine, about Yellowstone and its “Super Volcano”. Ok smartasses, you got me. I don’t normally read these kinds of things. So I’m sure me just saying I read this, has you all rolling on the floor.


    This is sort of long, but I promise I will get to the point.




    So I was looking thru the magazine after I read the article, and I came across one that was on animals that mimic their surroundings. It said sometimes survival means lying, stealing, or sometimes vanishing in place. Really? That seems a little harsh.

    This brought up old memories of a women/son/family, I dislike tremendously (It has taken me 2 years to say that I dislike them and not HATE) thanks to the counseling sessions with my freakin mother!!!

    I will call them the katydid family, since the katydid is good at disguising themselves, and that is this family for real.

    I truly believe now in the saying “Out of site, out of mind”! Just so you know I am not a mean person, but I have to tell you that my niceness has been pushed to its limits in dealing with this family.

    I will give you a little bit of back ground, but not the whole long sordid history behind why I feel this way.

    Deceptive is a nice word for what this woman really was/is. Thoughts that come to mind are liar, back stabber, opportunist, and brown noser are just to name a few.

    I have known this family/woman since our kids were in grade school together. For many reasons I have decided I do not want any part of her or her family.

    Rather unfortunately, our sons have gone to school together since kindergarten and played on the same competitive soccer team together for 6 years. So not only did I have to see her at every flippin school function , but then 2 times a week at soccer practice and every weekend at games or God help me, an out of town tournament. We also got invited to all the same “adult” parties. Where I did try and pretend to be nice for everyone else’s benefit.

    I know, if you don’t have anything nice to say then don’t say anything at all. I actually got to that point.


    Every time we were around them I swear my blood pressure would go up. Which ment that anytime we were around them it put me in a totally bitchy mood. You know how it is, once your pissed it’s hard to just pretend to have a good time.

    So all this started with a simple fight at school between my son and someone else’s son, who was a bully and had serious issues. The fight was at school (grade school), and the katydid kid was there to witness it. He however did nothing to break it up, but stood by and watched.

    When I called the katydid’s mom (cause I thought we were freakin friends) to find out what happened at school, she explained to me that her son was friends with both kids and didn’t want to choose sides. WTF!!!!! Are you freakin kidding me! I don’t care, who is friends with whom, you don’t stand by and watch a fight and do nothing. Is it obvious that my kid was the one getting beat up.

    I should have known that was the beginning of a hate/hate relationship.

    The things I’m going to mention now have nothing to do with anything other than they just piss me off. The katydid’s mom is a stay at home mom; she makes it a point to let everyone know how many hours she has volunteered at the school. She claims to be a very religious person. There is nothing wrong with any of these things. Except someone who claims to be such a religious person doesn’t need to publicize it and if you were such a good person why do you need to toot your own horn about all that you do, unless you are just doing it to impress???? Not very Christian like of her.

    I have to say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, cause the katydid kid is just like his mother. He is a huge brown noser, over achiever (for show), and a bully. That’s right, when he doesn’t think any adults are looking he is a complete jackass.

    None of this should mean anything to me. It shouldn’t affect my life in the slightest. It is my own fault that I have allowed it to eat at me. The problem is that most people don’t know the real “katydid” all they know is the act they put on. So it makes me look like a bitch, cause I don’t like them.

    So my dislike hate for this family has grown over the years, to where now everything is a freakin competition between our boys. If my son got A honor roll then her son had to go the extra mile and get principles’ honor roll. If my son got 3 goals in a game, next time her son worked to get more. It went on and on. We finally quit the soccer team, that wasn’t the only reason, but was a huge part of it. In order to get away from them.


    Their family even worked out at the same gym as my family (BTW, we were there first!)


    So finally the boys were in 8th grade at the jr high, and we were counting down the days till high school, cause once they hit H.S. they would be going to different schools, after being together for 8years.

    So finally I am some what at peace, (thru the help of God and support of my mother) I don’t have to see them but occasionally thru high school games against their school. In the end it was best for my sanity and my son’s confidence.

    It’s sad when you have to teach your kid at such a young age that life is not fair, not everyone plays by the rules or is honest. I am hoping that it has made my son a stronger person and not disillusioned him with the world.

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Monday, January 25, 2010

Daydreaming

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Sunday, January 24, 2010

Geek Tattoo Pictures

What does your SHIT say about you?


    What does your shit say about you?
    Yes, I know a little about this subject.

    You ask why? My mother is why. I know that like your nails, hair, and urine, they all say what is going on with your body.


    For instance, your nail beds can tell you if your low on iron or calcium, your shit can tell you if you’ve got too much fiber or fat in your diet, and your urine can tell you if your dehydrated or if you have an infection.

    All of these are very interesting important tid bits, but what I really want to discuss is public restrooms. This is not just about the fact that I am a clean person serious germ freak, more along the lines of the other people who use the public restrooms.

    I just want to point out that I do not need to know what is going on with anyone’s body but my own. So why is it that every damn time I go into the restroom it never fails, the stall I pick is the one that someone has just taken a huge shit in. WTF???

    I want to know how it is that you can take a huge shit and then leave and not look back to make sure that there is not shit still floating, smeared, and or cloggin up the toilet???????

    So when I say that I don’t need to know what is going on with other peoples bowl movements for the day, what I really mean is HELLO  people you are sharing a bath room with like a million other people. Take the freakin time to look back before leaving the stall to make sure everything is “all clear”!


    It's bad enough that I have to use the paper seat covers for fear that my ass will ultimately be touching someone else’s, but nothing grosses me out more then to see someone else shit.

    I mean if the dog walkers can pickup their dog’s shit!

    I’m just asking that you do your part,
     or things could get ugly here.
    You have been warned!
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Saturday, January 23, 2010

Is this for real? Cause it's so darn beautiful

Nicole has been a consistent box office flop for several years now?

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    Now, is it because of the frozen face, or because Nicole has been a consistent box office flop for several years now? Which came first, the chicken of the egg? Because I think the audience started to leave Nicole around the time she started doing that junk to her beautiful face.



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    I also did a little research to see if Nicole was actually attached to these projects at some point. At one point, this past fall, she was attached to Bel Ami (with Robert Pattinson), but ended up pulling out/being fired last November. Monte Carlo is a project Nicole was not only supposed to star in, but produce. And it’s still listed on Nicole’s IMDB page, so who knows? And as for the How To Marry a Millionaire remake, Nicole is still tentatively attached to that too, according to IMDB. But I hope that one doesn’t even get made. I love the original. How the f-ck could you do better than Marilyn, Lauren Bacall, and Betty Grable? Seriously?


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        Blame it on the Botox? After bad reviews for her stiff performance in the flop musical Nine, Nicole Kidman has been dropped from three films: Bel Mai, Monte Carlo, and a remake of the Marilyn Monroe classic How to Marry a Millionaire.


        “Nicole’s not aging gracefully, and it’s hurting her chances in Hollywood,” says Michael Levine of LCO, a public relations firm.

        But it’s not all bad - Nicole is set to star in The Danish Girl, playing the first man to get a sex change operation.

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Friday, January 22, 2010

Have a fabulous weekend!

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Lady Parts


    So I’m at the gym today. The one at my place of work. . Getting on my fitness. Normally, there aren’t too many ppl in there when I go. I try to beat the “lunch hour” rush. I have a friend/work out partner that goes with me sometimes.







    The other reason I like to go earlier is I have the gym all mostly to myself. So I can get all the liftin and such I want in and not get interrupted.

    I also prefer not to have ppl watch me. I know who do I think I am! That I think anyone would want to check me out. I’m not saying anyone would want to check me out.

    I’m just self conscious is all about how I look. I’m not over weight, but I am certainly not the most fit person in the gym either. I am just average. Well as average as one 40 year old with two kids can be. I have been going to the gym for the last 8 years and for the most part always I go 6-7 days a week. Heavy sigh!


    I know that when I met my sportsman, (who is 5 years younger than me) he never complained about my body. So why the need to bust my ass constantly? Hello, I just said he was freakin 5 years younger than me. What other reason is there?

    Anyways, back to where I was really going with all this. A new girl came in the gym today. I have seen her before. My normal work out partner knows her. So I know she is my age and has older kids. She is in pretty good shape for someone her age.

    First off I am no perv, but you would have to be blind to not notice her. She does dress a little younger than her age, but not in a trashy kinda way.

    So I’m on the treadmill and she comes in and gets on the treadmill next to me and starts to run. Which stresses me out. Why? I don’t know. WTF! It might be part of my overly competitive nature. Now I feel like I should be running, but I am not much of a runner. I am a good , no fantastic kick ass race walker though. So I up my speed just a little. We don’t need any injuries today, from me falling off the damn thing. I try not to look over to see what she has the incline on or her speed at, without looking like I am looking. I have completely forgotten the TV was on at this point. I’m even talking to myself in my head. I try to focus on my music on my ipod.

    Then two young 20 something guys come in. Here is my new name for these two guys. The twerps! Cause they piss me off. I‘ll save that for another day.

    So now I feel even more pressured to look good while I am working out and sweating my ass off. Is that even freakin possible??? So after my 15 minutes are up I get off and move to the stationary bike, at least now I am not standing right next to this girl. Who needs that right. Not me.


    So I am on the bike for 30 min listening to my music, chilling out a bit, but still freakin sweating up a storm. No way around not showering today.


    Let me point out that I was in the gym for 45 minuets. The other girl that came in ran for 20 and then headed for the showers.

    I was hoping to get done with the bike and get in the shower before her. So now I am secretly swearing to myself. Cause this means we will both be in there showering at the same time. I’m sure if I was a man writing this, I would definitely throw in some porno type music at this point.

    So let me just say that I don’t have a problem with being naked or seeing other people naked. Not long ago I was very proud of my body. (ok, so it was in 1990) So I don’t know why I am being so weird about this today. Maybe its cause of the recent “bald eagle” incident? Also during this time another girl has come in and is headed into the locker room.


    So now I look at my time and have decided that I need to hold on a few more minuets. So that the first girl is in the shower and the 2nd is headed out.

    Let me just say now I know why my work out partner is so bothered by being naked and talking to someone while in the locker room. It has never been a problem for me, maybe because I feel comfortable around her. So I get in the shower, quickly like the speed of light and I shower off. As I am coming out of the shower a new girl comes in.


    At this point I am stressing so much I think I now have the beginnings of a headache. UGH. Is there a way to dry off and sit down without showing off all your goods? Let me answer that question. The answer is, no freakin way!


    OMG, So here I am trying to dry off, get dressed, and hold my towel at the same time. As both girls feel the need to talk to me and not just talk but make eye contact. Do I come off as such a social butterfly that everyone feels compelled to talk to me while I am naked?

    Finally, it is just the first girl and I and I’m almost dressed now, yes she has been in there the whole time. Either she doesn’t have good time management or she isn’t in any rush to get back to work. So I’m turning to go and she drops her towel (yes, she has not been dressed this whole time). I find myself staring at her boobs. I can’t help it. She is my age and I’m curious. Hello, ppl she did just drop her towel right in front of me.


    So here I am, its way past gym time and I am still thinking about this girls boobs. I even commented on them to my regular gym partner. No, I am not into chicks. I am just sad that we are both the same age and both have kids the same age and her boobs are better than mine.

    I’m thinking maybe I need a boob job.
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Thursday, January 21, 2010

Cat Tattoo Pictures






    Cat tattoo is popular animal tattoo. There are many types of cat tattoos and a variety of ways that each tattoo can be customized on the body.so,yours can see and look this tattoo.
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As If


    Act “as if”, my mother always says.












    When you’re in a situation that makes you feel scared, uncomfortable, and/or sad. Act “as if” everything is fine. That you are in control. Act “as if” your happy and confident. I know she has good intentions.


    Well you know what; I don’t always feel freakin happy, good or in control. Sometimes I would rather just be like a crab and crawl back into my shell. I do get my feelings hurt and I don’t want to act like everything is fine.

    I’m not sure if the purpose of this is to make you feel stronger in a situation or if it’s suppose to stun the opponent into thinking you have one up them. Honestly I don’t give a shit what the purpose of it is. All I know is there are times when I shouldn’t have to act “as if”.

    So stick that in your pipe and smoke it!
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