Respect the thing!

It's the first week of Advent! 

So.....

Blogging.....

Or the lack thereof.......


Oh well. I'm a rotten blogger these days and I'm really not sure how to remedy that. Other than to start blogging more regularly again....*Snicker.* Let's not get too carried away!

I read these blogs where people actually plan their posts and put some serious though into what they want to say and I'm totally impressed by them.

Me, on the other hand. Well, that's a different story.

Take today for example. I have half and hour to whip up some sort of post. Yep. Half and hour to let my brilliance ooze forth.

*Sigh*

Basically, I'm just popping by to post a song and then I have to head out to do things.

Right so, first week of advent, I am going to post an advent  song. I've undoubtedly posted it before but I don't care. It's my blog and all that. I shall post what I want. 

This is probably my favorite version of O come Emmanuel. I love how strong and wild it sounds, especially when it crescendos. Ah-maz-ing!

I have a list of posts I want to do over this upcoming month. For real! And I'm hoping to take much better care of my blog. At least for the month of December. 

Because Christmas stuff is the bomb-diggety!

And I have a tag I need to do.

So I should be around here a lot more. Here's hoping, anyway.

And now my half an hour is up! Thanks for stopping by and reading this pathetic little post. You guys are the best!

God Bless!

Amy

7 things of little or no interest.

Source

I don't know what it is about this time of the year, but it really brings out a weird side of me. Sort of like when spring comes around and I fluctuate between wanting to clean everything and wanting to stay outside and ignore the mess inside.

This time of year brings out my SURVIVE mode.

Like picking locks, breaking out of zip ties and making mini survival kits.

Like wilderness stuff involving shovels and compasses and making fires without matches.

Like wishing I could go rock climbing again, or perhaps learn how to fire a gun.

I have no idea where this part of me comes from. I've always been interested in all this kind of stuff,
Twelve year old me read an entire book on "Edible food plants of the Sierra." Cover to cover.
I was the girl that went for "The Dangerous Book for Boys" and scoffed at the "Daring Book for Girls"....and still sort of do.
Watched one too many episodes of Hogan's Heroes and wished I could dig a tunnel from my house heading somewhere.

Walkie-talkies and compasses and rope...my idea of a really good time.

It's just me.

This part of me tends to bubble beneath the surface of my otherwise normal girliness, only to come surging out whenever I see survival books or really cool youtube videos.

For whatever reason, the grey, wet days of November really bring that side of me out. I'm a tiny bit stir-crazy today.

But enough about me. How are all of you?

Okay. Back to me.

7 things~

1.) I want to read an epic book full of action and mystery and amazing characters. I can't find one. It's driving me crazy.
Story. of. my. life.

2.) I'm trying to get back into drawing and art again. And it's still just as frustration as ever before. I remember why I gave up.

3.) I'm fairly sure I drank too much coffee today. I'm typing faster than I can think. Not a good thing.

4.) I just found out about a Minion movie...I can't begin to express how exciting I find this!

5.) I'm still watching Flashpoint and I'm still loving it. It's one of the cleanest action shows I've ever seen. There have been two episodes with kissing scenes that were blah, but other than that, it's almost squeakie clean.

6.) Watching Flashpoint has aroused my interest in psychology. Which, like my weird SURVIVE thing, pops up every now and again. I think, "being a psychologist would be really interesting."....and then I think about crazy people and I just think "......Nope......"
But Flashpoint makes psychology cool.

7.) I'm enjoying this website a lot. I don't know if any of you are into SURVIVING, but if you are, go check it out. Cool, cool, cool.

I have no idea how to end this post. So...

Goodbye!

Amy