Posted by MunsterNCookie on May 2, 2014
I have found some motivation to crochet and try and sell my creations again. I have discovered that my hand hurts while I crochet and my fingers seems stiff. Gonna have to check into that. Crocheted some more soap bags and a mushroom. Nubby is my favorite so far. He has a nub for an arm and only one eye.
Posted by MunsterNCookie on April 6, 2014
I’ve decided that this blog will be devoted to the crafts I create and crafts I found around the web, town, just anywhere.
I’ve taken up a new blog where I will be dealing with my issues of depression, anxiety, and the health issues I have, what I experienced and how to overcome it.
Posted by MunsterNCookie on March 20, 2014
Nutwood’s Druid horoscope
The Nutwood Tree is very adaptable. Its fruit can be cracked open and the seeds can be eaten. When the bark is burnt it creates a fine, black soot that can be mixed with oil and combed through the hair to darken it. And the wood of this tree burns exceptionally well as firewood. Likewise, the very interesting Nutwood Tree person has a nature that is quite contradictory.
On the one hand, this sign is honest, loyal, and very friendly, but can instantly turn into a self-centered egoist when they feel that someone is trying to infringe upon their rights. On top of that, Nutwoods tend to have all kinds of unusual whims that they may not even try to hide. At times they have extreme and unpredictable mood swings and can become instantly aggressive.
Nutwood Tree people can be quite unpredictable. One minute they are all lovey-dovey, and the next moment they can be cold and completely indifferent. This sign knows what buttons to push to manipulate the feelings of others.
Nutwoods truly enjoy being taken care of. They desperately need to be admired and even worshipped. When they don’t get enough attention, Nutwoods may get frustrated and take it out on their loved ones. Also, they sometimes have a very jealous nature. They perceive each and every person as a potential competitor. All these traits make Nutwoods difficult and at times, unpleasant. Nutwoods are often their own worst enemies; they tend to blow everything out of proportion and complicate their own lives. And, because their personality is unpleasant at times, they may not have a confidant to share their worries with.
The love life of the Nutwood person is also far from being smooth. Nutwoods like to dominate their partner, alternating meanness with endearment. In order to find happiness in love, Nutwoods need to find somebody who will enjoy some level of suffering and be somewhat of a masochist.
Nutwoods are great strategists. While reasoning, they take into consideration the smallest details that other people may neglect. They can act quickly, but often they need time to think everything through.
Even the modest Nutwoods want their lives to be rich and eventful. They are not afraid to take risks. Their inability to compromise makes them hard to deal with for some people, but Nutwoods don’t care about that. They rely only on themselves, which can offend and alienate their loved ones, eventually driving them away. Those who appreciate their independent nature, however, will love them for what they are.
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Posted by MunsterNCookie on March 18, 2014
I chopped off my hair!! It felt so good. I love how I can mess it up and that I use just a little bit of everything, shampoo, etc..
I wake up like this now. I’m not getting headaches like I did as well. The heaviness of my hair gave me the worst headaches and I never know what to do with it. I use to just put it up in a ponytail/clip or a hat. I love love love my mohawk. I can’t wait till it grows a little longer.
I’ve felt really good and I’ve been crocheting. I also have been trying new crochet techniques. I’m currently crocheting some baby stuff for 2 coworkers.
Posted by MunsterNCookie on March 10, 2014
So I’ve decided that this year I’m only going to buy clothes from the Thirft Stores. Yesterday I bought from a store but starting today I’m not going to buy any clothes for me unless it’s from goodwill, hospice, salvation army, and others.
When I buy anything I’ll post how much and what I bought. This whole year is going to be really hard cause I’ll still be buying clothes for my son at stores and Thirft stores as well.
See ya soon. :)
Posted by MunsterNCookie on January 5, 2014
I’m sitting here in the break room and I’m having a slight panic attack. Why? The whole way to work this was happening. My legs are shaking and I feel like crying. This past Fri i wanted to cry the whole 8 hours I was here. We are locked in and we can’t go anywhere. Usually when I feel like this I go outside and breath some freah air. I just sit and let the sun, wind or whatever on my skin. I have my music and lets hope that it makes it go away. Cause I’m locked in till 7:30 AM.
Posted by MunsterNCookie on November 10, 2013
Lately, I’ve been having trouble sleeping. I have been working a lot more and then coming home and doing some cleaning. But I just can’t figure out why I feel tired. I have been like this my whole life, but it’s just getting to me now. All I want to do it lay in bed and chill out or sleep. Sleep seems awesome to me. I’m sure I get enough sleep all together. I have been somewhat depressed. I would like to move out of state. Since ive been working I have been making more money. Every pay check has gone to bills. I hate this! Hopefully everything will change, because there are somethings that have changed for the better. Maybe when income tax comes and with the money i hope to save I can finaly move. :)
Posted by MunsterNCookie on October 15, 2013
I sit and wonder where I am.
Where did I go?
I closed my eyes and dreamt of stars and rainbow of colours.
The vibrant reds,blues, and yellows seem so beautiful.
How did i not see it before?
I can hear voices but no faces appear.
Trees are dancing in the light pink breeze, the grass is so green.
Who’s yelling my name, its peaceful here Idon’t want to leave.
Then heavy-ness becomes my body.
I have flashes of Him, the red is dripping artfuly from his hand.
Then the bright white is everywhere, the voices are louder and more clear.
What do they want with me?
I open my eyes and see the tubes coming out, the IV in my arm.
I thought he cared, I thought he loved me, why put me here?
Posted by MunsterNCookie on October 2, 2013