2018 Wrap-Up

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2018 has been a crazy year full of big and exciting new adventures. Mr. Moth and I went home hunting and moved into our first house together, we both applied for/received promotions at our jobs, and we did a lot of work around the house/yard in our first year of home-ownership. During this time I also worked on my resolutions for 2018 and I’m pleased to report that I didn’t do too shabby. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Concerning my READING GOALS for 2018: I completed my GR reading challenge goal of 50, and I explored reading more poetry like I hoped to do as well. My only reading goal I messed up on was that I still didn’t read all the neglected, unread books already sitting on my shelves. Sigh . . . I suppose that’s the curse of any lover of books, though, isn’t it? We always wanna obtain more books even before we’ve finished all the ones we already have at home.

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Some of my reading highlights of the year included discovering a new author I really enjoyed in V.E. Schwab. I’ve only read her book A Darker Shade of Magic so far, but I will definitely be checking out more of her work in the future. ๐Ÿ™‚ I’d say all in all, my top 2 favorite novels I read this year were Strange the Dreamer and The Great Alone.

Concerning my CREATIVE GOALS for 2018: I had sort of an iffy year in the creative department. I did more writing and drawing like I intended to do, but with everything going on I just never seemed to make it as far as I wanted to with my creative goals this year.

I participated in Inktober and Women’s History Month by producing multiple new ink drawings, as well as experimented with some new watercolor pens during Shark Week to produce a new whale shark illustration.

As for writing, I did more of that and am really excited about my current writing project. I recently shared the currently-private details with my BFF, the lovelyย Cupcakes & Machetes and she shared in this excitement, making me that much more motivated to not be the notorious project hopper that I am and see this one through. I participated in NaNoWriMo and although I didn’t make the full 50,000 word count I’d hoped for that month, I didn’t give up and got some good writing in which I’m pleased about. ๐Ÿ™‚

I did try a new creative thing this year that I hadn’t even been planning on, and that was face painting. Mr. Moth and I both required skull makeup for the Halloween event we attended this year, so I gave it a shot and was totally thrilled with the results.

Concerning my HEALTH/FITNESS GOALS for 2018: This was another set of goals that I worked on but would have liked to have been able to push myself further with. I did make a few gym buddies, I took some different classes at the gym and tried lots of new things there, pushing myself out of my comfort zone quite a bit. Me being my very introverted self, I’ve always preferred working out at home to going to an actual gym, but I think that really changed this year. I wanted to try hitting the trampoline park again and finding new active hobbies like that, but the gym was pretty much my go-to in that department this year. Maybe next year?

All in all, it was a pretty damn good year for me as far as milestones and working on goals. Any growth and development one can make to oneself is always a plus, right? I know I have lots of exciting new things I want to work on in 2019, but we’ll save all that for my upcoming New Year’s Resolution post. ๐Ÿ˜‰

TOP MOVIES I WATCHED IN 2018:

Deadpool 2

Black Panther

Avengers: Infinity War

Fantastic Beasts 2

The Incredibles 2

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TOP SHOWS I WATCHED IN 2018:

The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Attack on Titan

American Ninja Warrior (and it’s other counterparts)

Channel Zero (I didn’t really care for this show previously, but this season was much better!)

The Jim Jefferies Show

American Horror Story

Insatiable (this show got a lot of hate for not being PC but it’s a dark comedy. The characters are supposed to be flawed, messed up people with flawed, messed up views. I binge-watched the hell out of this.)

Riverdale (Okay, first of all, WTF is going on with the writing this season, also I can’t pull myself away.)

Anywhoooooo, I hope you guys had a productive year working on your goals and that you made lots of amazing memories in 2018. Here’s to everyone having a fantastic New Year! โค Best of luck to all of you with your New Year’s Resolutions and let’s make 2019 the best it can be! ๐Ÿ˜€

And, just for funsies, here’s a picture of Bailey taking a nap. Something I’m sure we’ve all been ready to participate in after all the recent holiday chaos. ๐Ÿ˜›

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It’s Raining Spiders and We’re Eating Butterflies

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Weird, messed-up dreams are nothing new to me. In fact, they’re kind of my specialty. Still, I’m going to assume sheer exhaustion resulted in this particularly bizarre dream, and not some subconscious desire to eat bugs because, well, no thank you.

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I rarely nap, but today I did and man, did my brain go bonkers. First of all, it started off like those dreams you see in horror movies where the character wakes up thinking it was all just a dream and then the killer pops up and gets them. Except in my case, I “woke up” in bed from what Dream Me thought was a nap (so a dream within a dream if you will) to see what looked like long white hairs gently falling down from the ceiling above me. Turned out those long white silky hairs were connected to baby spiders falling down from the ceiling by the hundreds. Needless to say, I lost my shit.

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Untangling myself from the blankets, I sprung out of bed and ran out the door into some creepy dungeon that was covered in spider webs, egg sacs, etc. I mean, it was everywhere, to the point that I had to crawl and rip my way through it with spiders crawling all over the place. It was disgusting. 2fbf0f41eb93b1808c079b2d9da016a96752211ceed04cd00b1a3f3fb55e864e

While trying to make my way through the dungeon I saw my cat was there, too, and that she was batting at something in one of the matted spider webs: a gorgeous golden yellow butterfly. I can’t remember what Dream Me thought my mom would want with this particular butterfly, I just know that Dream Me knew she just had to have it. So I made my way through the spider-nastiness of the dungeon only to discover that in that time my cat had turned into my parents’ blind pug (not that Dream Me thought this was weird in any way, shape or form mind you.) Also, said pug was standing on a washing machine and promptly started eating the butterfly I felt my mom so desperately needed.

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After wrestling the butterfly free from the mouth of a hungry pug, I had my prize: one mangled butterfly covered in pug drool. Suddenly, looking down at the butterfly, Dream Me realizes the pug had the right idea, and I promptly begin eating what’s left of it, pug spit and all.

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Then, like we’re in an episode of Pokemon, this butterfly begins to change into a bigger, badass butterfly / Japanese Hornet hybrid (if you don’t know already what a Japanese Hornet is, feel free to google it, just don’t hit the ‘Y’ key instead of the ‘T’ key while typing ‘hornet’ and wind up with a google image spread of porn. Typo fail true story.)

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So, yeah, while Dream Me was choking and trying to pull some insect monstrosity out of my mouth, bit by bit (because of course it’s falling apart and simultaneously trying to crawl down my throat all at once) I finally wake up from this dream. Worst. Nap. EVER.

Anywhoooo, April’s been kind of a crazy month so far. This is only my second post of the month, and It’s been hard for me to find time to hop onto WP, but I’m hoping life will regain some normalcy in May. Apologies in advance if I’m sort of flaky this month with posting and commenting. Life is hectic at the moment with the new job/new house situation. Tell me how you’re doing, though! ๐Ÿ˜€ I miss getting to chat with all you awesome people more, so I’d love to hear how you’re doing and if you’ve got anything exciting going on. Feel free to leave a link below to any cool posts of yours you feel I may have missed recently. โค

Strange the Dreamer (No-Spoiler) Review

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Some things are just so damn good that they deserve to be savored. And savor I did while reading Laini Taylor’s vividly imaginative epic, Strange the Dreamer. Although I was in no rush to reach the end of this tale, I was enthralled from beginning to end. The world, the characters, the writing itself, were all sublime.

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Lazlo Strange, as the title would imply, is a dreamer in every sense of the word. Since he was a young boy, orphaned by the war and raised by monks, he has been fascinated by a mythical lost city that others brush off as the stuff of fairy tales. It isn’t until years later when he is living the humble life of a junior librarian that Lazlo is presented with the opportunity to seek out his dreams, and with them, the lost city of Weep.

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This story is pure magic. It did exactly what I always hope for a book to do: it made me feel something. And in this case, not just something, but a LOT of somethings. Parts of the book are so damn fun, while others are so charming and so sweet you’ll never want them to end, and then other parts are utterly devastating. Beauty and ugliness. Love and hatred. Dreams and the harsh realities of human nature. This book is gonna give you the feels.

This was, without a doubt, a 5/5 Stars sort of read.

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WTF Dream of WTF-ness

My dream last night was insane. Like, I don’t even know what the hell my brain was thinking when it came up with this one. I actually had a few WTF dreams last night since I woke up several times throughout the night, but THIS one takes the cake.)

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So, in dreamland it was apparently my BFF’s birthday. Yup, fellow blogger and my real life bestie, Cupcakes and Machetes was a major part in this dream. Sorry, Lady! No one is safe in this ol’ noggin when it’s sleepy time.

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Aside from diving with great white sharks and seeing an Alice Cooper concert for her birthday festivities, we went to this huge theater to see some new and highly anticipated film made by these guys:

PicMonkey Collagejjjj.pngYup. Neil deGrasse Tyson and Ron Friggin’ Swanson from Parks and Rec (please note it was literally the character Ron Swanson and not the actor) made a movie together. As we took our seats, Tyson and Swanson started going around to all the movie-goers and signing photos of themselves with jumbo Crayola markers. (Apparently even in my dreams I say “Rose Art products be damned!”) This is where things take a sudden turn for the worse in my dream.

Dream version of C&M is absolutely losing her mind with excitement at this point as Ron Swanson comes over to sign her picture. Like, she is fangirling as hard as any fangirl has ever fangirled. Things are going great, right? WRONG! Suddenly he rolls his eyes at her, scribbles all over her picture and then throws that jumbo Crayola marker right in her face like a massive jerk. Dream version of me then proceeds to absolutely lose her damn mind and takes Ron Swanson on in a straight up FIST FIGHT. Like, bloody knuckles and everything. It was insane. Please bare in mind that in real life I’m quite the pacifist. Plus, Ron Swanson is an awesome character! I’ve never actually punched anyone in real life, so it was like Dream Me was making up for lost time. Imagine the fight scene in Fight Club between Edward Norton and Jared Leto, and I’M Edward Norton.

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So, yeah, pointless post about a very strange dream. lol Sorry, guys. It was just too odd not to share. ๐Ÿ˜›

 

Bedroom Talk ;)

Inspiration hit hard last night and I wound up staying up and writing until a little after four in the morning. AND I had to work in the morning and get some other important things done throughout the day, so basically my brain feels like oatmeal at this point.

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But ya know what? I regret nothing. ๐Ÿ˜€ It was a really productive writing night so I was totally willing to deal with said oatmeal brain today. Nothing a large mocha ice cappuccino couldn’t fix. Or at the very least make moderately more manageable. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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Now I’m ready for what will hopefully be a good night’s sleep, but first I wanted to talk a bit about sleep. Like sleeping habits, quirks, and whatnot. So get your jammies on (or your birthday suit if you’re one of those nocturnal nudists) and let’s get into some bedroom talk! (Ha, you thought this was going to get smutty didn’t you? Oh, you dirty bird, you.) In all fairness, I warned you I had oatmeal brain, so you have no one to blame but yourself if you’re still reading at this point.

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I don’t know about you guys, but I am a total pillow junkie. I have seven pillows on my bed all to myself, as well as my Iron Man Tsum Tsum that doubles as a super soft, comfy pillow. (I also keep a Spider-Man one at my boyfriend’s place for when I stay over there because his pillow count just wasn’t up to my apparent princess-and-the-pea-level of demands.) ๐Ÿ˜›

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My naps are the nerdiest.

I looove blankets too. Especially really cozy comforters. Even in the summer. But not just because they’re warm and comfy. I have this weird phobia of something crawling into my ear at night while I’m sleeping so I pretty much always have to sleep with the blankets (or at the very least, a sheet) pulled up and over my ear. It may sound crazy but you hear about that sort of thing happening. *cringe*

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I never claimed my brain was a normal brain. I’m also prone to really odd (at best) dreams, as well as horrifically graphic nightmares. I’ve dreamed about my leg rotting off before and me manically clawing away at the decaying flesh and pus until I reached the bone. There was also an incredibly disturbing nightmare about a terrifying, red-faced John Travolta and a trailer park. I’m not even going to go into that one any further.

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So, what about you guys? Any sleeping necessities, quirks, or bizarre dreaming habits of your own you’d like to share? ๐Ÿ™‚ Let’s talk sleep!

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