What?

There's snow on the ground.

I don't even know how to react to that.

-Mama Coyote

Happy Saint Patrick's Day

In bar. Have cider! Omnomnom :)

-Mama Coyote

WalMart Fish

So, this story starts with me buying a fish at Walmart, which is my own bit of special dumb, I know. But that's not the important part...

The guy took water out of A DIFFERENT TANK and then put the poor guppy in it!

And charged me for two glass shrimp, bu only gave me one...

Also, their fiddler crabs are freshwater, apparently :p

And they have magic bala sharks that only grow to 8 inches... And columbian shark cats that only get to an amazing SIX inches :p

Oh dear.

-Mama Coyote

Dancing

The Little Tornado decided to see what I was doing over on my computer. He really didn't have a whole lot to look at apart from my music player.

He has, however, learned what type of music I listen to by me saying it all the time, and learned to recognize the genre when I'm listen to it.

So, this morning, when he peeked onto my screen, he exclaimed "Dubstep!" and tried to rave with me.

>mfw

Personal - Feel free to skip over

I have Asperger's. It's extremely mild so it isn't too much of a problem (until I get into a romantic relationship).

I also get paranoid and anxious about the fragility of life and how easily a life can be taken by random chance.

If I tell someone about my problems (which number far more than listed above), I don't want to hear about their problems or how they know how I feel, because (READER ADVISORY: TEENAGE ANGST IMMINENT) they don't. They don't see the world how I see it, they see it with their own perceptions.

Don't tell me how you know how I feel.

Don't tell me it's "normal" because "normal" is a construct of modern society, which is as fluid and mercurial as the pattern (or lack thereof) of gas molecule movement.

Just tell me things will be alright.

I just want to know things will be alright.

I can't stand losing anyone I love.

Unlike Mama Coyote...

I am grumpy. Not at family, at everything. It's quarter to ten and I'm awake. There is something inherently wrong with the situation.

Borderlands time? I think so. That, or Halo: Reach.

Tea?

Good morning, world. Why I am awake I do not know. Rather, why I am awake and relatively cheerful, but I'll take it, because being cranky at my family is a bad idea and makes everyone miserable.

I do not seem to be particularly coherent this morning, but I'm going to post anyway ;)

Things that have been keeping me sane lately:
-Warning! Readers Advisory!
-Stepables (I have PLANS!)
-the thought of making woven rag rugs some day (as if I don't have enough crafts projects)
-ClickerTraining.com
-the idea of a dog couch
-the idea of training all the dogs to go to mats when someone knocks at the door

Behold!

I am Brother Emo of the Order of Flippy Hair. I am Elijah's (sort of) older brother. I will post much silliness of the little Tornado. Soon, our antics will be widely known.

Advice

I had a long chat with my country-girl aunt Loretta from Kentucky, yesterday. She's a widow now, alone in her house and trying to keep going after losing a husband and a son. She raised five kids and kept a household running for many years. Her kids and grandkids are happy people, and I look up to her a lot.

I asked her for her housekeeping advice, and was rewarded with the best/most amusing advice ever:

"If something's dirty, clean it. If it didn't get clean the first time, clean it again. If that exhausts you, find a better way of doing it."

She has also said:

"Every new mother feels like she'll never figure it out, but you will. Just do it. One day, you'll just get it."

And:

"You can't do it all at once. Don't worry about it. Do it tomorrow."

I love that woman :)

-Mama Coyote