Finally updated my journal I've been trying to for a few weeks now but I had some work to finish for my office first before I could. Well, I still haven't finished that particular office work , but I will eventually. I hate working at home, especially when there's so much more entertaining pastimes to be had

I received some wonderful surprises these last few weeks in dA. Two deviants had featured some of my work--a manipulation and a stock--in their journal. I was so when I opened my message inbox and there they were Needless to say it made my week...month...and the whole year!!!

I haven't submitted anything lately; just a few self-portraiture that were taken sometime last year. I haven't had the chance to go out and take pictures due to lack of motivation. The weather and my sons being sick, mostly. I'm not about to take my sons out in the cold and wind when they're already sick. My 2-yr-old has a middle and outer ear infection for which he's receiving a regular dose of antibiotics and ear drops. Hopefully those two medications will do the trick and he'll get better soon; my 14-mo-old also has a cold. He just started getting low-grade fevers today, which absolutely sucks for me and him both, but he's already taking antibiotics and hopefully he'll be better soon with his big brother. For now, a lot of sleepless nights, a pile of soiled clothes from their upchucks, and the endless chase of trying to get them to take their meds. I'm exhausted. Whoever said it was easy being a mother--and a single one at that--doesn't know from diddly-squat

So for now I'm just browsing and what-not. I tinker around photoshop now and then just out of necessity to feed my own restlessness and addiction, but other than that, no taking pictures of note. I was thinking of trying my hand at making some stamps because they look like fun, as well as some .gifs. We'll see...Hopefully I'll figure it out



What is it with Asian parents that they can successfully drive their daughters to homicidal thoughts? My mother has been annoyingly badgering me--what else is new--and I feel like screaming her head down, but I can't just because of the way I was raised, so I end up screaming in my head and on my blogs and journals.

First off, I'm not big on religion. Never have, doubtful that I'll ever be. I have no problem with others practicing whatever faith they believe in as long as they don't try to convert me into anything I don't want to. I respect their opinion and their choices, as long as they respect mine. Nothing irks me more when people start telling me what to do; when they act "holier-than-thou" and look down their noses at me. I have attended a private Catholic school for the first 10 years of my life, did the communion, the being a member of a congregation, mass, confession...EVERYTHING I was supposed to in those years just because it was part of the school curriculum. I never really thought much of it then, and I don't now. Sure there must be a Higher Being or so; whatever. If there is, there is; if not, then not. Either way, I'll continue on my way without breaking down into tears.

I would be okay with their little comments and what-not about my "lack" of religion, but it annoys me to no end when they harass me about my kids baptism--or no pending thereof. They claim that my kids are more susceptible to being taken by "demons" because they haven't been baptised. O-kay Yeah...we're all entitled to our beliefs; each to their own, but...ye-aaah... I told them that I don't care either way whether or not my sons are baptised at this early point of their life. In my opinion, they should have the right to choose their own religion. They got all huffed and puffy about that one

Another "thing" that my mother has been driving me up-the-wall insane with lately is with her stupid matchmaking. First off, I don't need nor want a man in my life and her constant badgering is pushing me to think homicidal. I guess I wouldn't rant and rave about her matchmaking machinations so much since I know that most parents want their kids to be married and settled, but I don't quite agree with selling myself short just because the guy has a PhD. I'm sorry; but if there is no attraction for me there, then there's NOTHING to consider--PhD or not. But she thinks and feels differently. In her case and opinion, she wants me to be with the guy jus because he has a piece of paper, whether or not I feel any attraction towards the guy in question. Unfortunately the guy's interested and is already armed with the knowledge of my family's approval, which makes it worse for me. Now I can't even look at him without frowning and getting pissed off. I don't like being pursued by guys I'm not interested in; it makes me want to in the worst possible way and act the bitch. To add to the injury, I get the feeling that the guy can is a tad arrogant just because of his little piece of paper. Don't get me wrong; I'm sure he's smart and great for him and his piece of paper, but I'm not about to whore myself and my sons for it. If I'm miserable, I'll make damn sure you'll be miserable along with me.

The answer is "NO"...a HELL NO to be exact. No hard feelings, but my interests is not there, has never been there, and will never be there. It lies elsewhere, and that's it.

[Well, now I feel a bit better that I've had my rant and rave ]