I started this blog three years and eight months ago. Which is only two months shorter than Hoop and I have been together. To say that I'm attached to this place is an understatement. In the beginning it was just a journal. I was bored. I didn't think it would last. Then people started to comment and it became more of a social experiment. Then I started to make friends. Writing became less of a "why?" and more of a "who for?". I was writing because of you. I was writing because I cared about you. Over the years Bloggers have come and gone. We've grown up, grown old, moved on. Those of us who stayed were a dying breed, pushed out by vlogging and Twitter.
But we didn't stay for the popularity, despite what some may think. We didn't write to stroke our own egos or because we had anything overly important to say. We wrote because we felt connected. I followed you guys through births and deaths and milestones. You were there to see me through Chris' death and quitting smoking, being laid off and getting married. You were there for every stupid Hoop conversation and the inspiration for every photo. Before I started blogging, I had never used a digital camera! I may not know your face, but you were there. We laughed and loved and struggled together and it made all the difference. And now... Now you're here for me to say good-bye.
Thank you for everything.
I'm not going to say it's permanent. But I won't bait you with false hope either. It hasn't been in my heart to blog for awhile. My life has taken me down other avenues. I'll always write and take pictures and think of you. Hopefully, every once in awhile, you'll think of me too. For those who still want to stay in touch, you can email me: twstdtink(at)yahoo(dot)com. You can also find me on Flickr and Facebook. I just started a new WWC group there! Who knows, maybe this blog will come to life again one day in the future, like Willy Wonka's factory. But with sporks instead of chocolate and none of those scary midgets. Until we meet again old friend, thank you for all the wonderful memories.
Love, Tink
"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard." -Annie
Sorry for the delay. Hoop started his new 1-10pm schedule yesterday and we're still adjusting. Then, when I was able to hop on the computer this afternoon, it started storming so hard our power got knocked out. But it looks like the cosmos are done having their temper tantrum. So without further ado...
The "words" for this week were Four and Fear.
How did you interpret them?
Four ...taken off of my new college parking pass! That's another reason I've been so quiet lately. If everything goes as planned, I should be starting classes this fall.
Fear I have a fear of sharp objects. So you can understand how I felt when I found this roll of nails in our YARD.
(Other Photos)
Spider Web Strand
Swallowtail Caterpillars They look like bird poop to deter other animals from eating them.
If you haven't joined the fun yet, go here for details. We also have a Flickr group for easy shareability. Not only do you get to add "Lowly Foon" to your resume, but you get to find out the new words at least an hour earlier.
I heard a report that said Wednesday was the best day to go grocery shopping.
Apparently, everyone else in my town heard that report too.
After two hours of playing bumper buggies with the masses, I managed to snag a checkout line that only had one person in it! It wasn't until I had half my items on the conveyor belt that I realized the old man in front of me was haggling with the cashier over the price of some pants. I waited patiently while he continued to block the aisle with his motorized boat chair. It was a voice from behind that eventually broke me from my daydream.
"Why isn't she moving?!"
I glanced back to see two old women. Well, to be honest, it was more like an old woman and an ancient woman. I leaned to the side so they could see what was happening in front of me.
"She sure is buying a lot of stuff!"
I glanced back again. Oddly, they had about the same amount of groceries as I did. As if me having more would have justified their comment anyway. I looked up and realized the ancient woman was openly glaring at me! Her companion then started to drum her fingers on the cart. Fortunately, the old man was done checking out at this point. I made quick work of loading the rest of my items on the conveyor belt and ran my card through before the cashier could even finish.
As I grabbed my cart to leave, I heard a sound that made me turn back around. The old woman behind me was clapping! I looked at the cashier, who was equally as stunned. This only made the old woman clap louder. Her ancient friend smiled at me smugly. I opened my mouth to say something. But what? What do you say to that? So instead I just shook my head and left.
I don't think I'm going grocery shopping on Wednesday anymore.
Half-Assed I went to the opening of Harry Potter (and The HALF Blood Prince) last Tuesday. I thought for sure I'd take some great pictures there. Do you know how many I took? None! I think I might have been under a Confundus Charm.
Hoop was mixing some strange chemicals in his stomach, chili and cake I think, when suddenly I heard an explosion and was transported to the future!
And that's why my pictures for the WWC won't be up until tomorrow.
But don't let that stop you from posting yours!
The "words" for this week were Half and W.
If you haven't joined the fun yet, go here for details. We also have a Flickr group for easy shareability. Not only do you get to add "Lowly Foon" to your resume, but you get to find out the new words at least an hour earlier.
Hoop was very thankful for all the comments on his comic strip Wednesday. His only complaint was that there weren't MORE. I told him he needs to find a more popular host than. He would also like to add that despite what it seems, he is not a pothead. To which I would like to add, "anymore". In other news, I found out today that the word pickle is also slang for dildo. Did you know this? Which makes the name of this blog very interesting... if not a little redundant. I wish someone would have told me three years ago.
P.S. I've opened my own Zazzle shop! Check it out. You don't have to buy anything. But please leave feedback here. Knot says I need more zombie stuff. I think some spork stuff would be nice too, as well as a new header.
