Well Hello there

Ive been neglecting this blog for quite sometime. I’ve been focused on my second blog (dustbathbeauty.wordpress.com), which has a beauty focus, but I’m looking to expand it into a health and lifestyle blog as well.

Anyway, I signed up for word press’s Writing 101 course, and am  already miserably behind. Which figures. It’s basically a bunch of daily writing prompts designed to get you writing and blogging on a regular basis. Posting the results is optional, but I figure it doesn’t hurt. I’m putting them here because this blog is more of a personal space without a real focus per say.

Anyway here is the first entry: 20 mins of stream of conscious thoughts

“I’m already behind on this whole writing 101 thing so I”m just going to yell TAX SEASON and leave it at that since it’s my reason for everything I’m behind on these days. That or computer issues. Or my wrist being messed up by me thinking that the time of year where I’m working at a computer the most hours is a good time to see if I can teach myself to knit. Ok, and because of the my little pony app. You play dumb little games but you end up holding the iPad kinda awkward like.

By the way, the wrist thing is my typo excuse for today too. the brace i’m wearing to try and take stress off is a bit tricky to type in. Now I just need an excuse for the other 350 or days days of the year. Truth is I’m just not a great typist. Never have been. I only learned how to touch type when I was 27, before which I was stubbornly committed to the two finger hunt and peck method. I also have smallish hands so I have trouble reaching the shift key sometimes and that mucks me up a lot as well. Between that and the infamous auto-correct, I can come across all but illiterate sometimes.

I probably should have looked at the time before i started. So I’d know when 20 mins is actually up. Oh well, I’ll fudge it. I’m thinking that 20 mins just yammering is going to feel longer than when I end up spending the same amount of time on a comment where I’m really thinking about what I’m saying, and the phrasing and all that. Because those always seem to eat ten times more time than they should. You go in thinking you have a succinct opinion to give and then you end up taking half an hour making sure that what you typed matches what you were thinking in your head, and trying to ward off as many of the ways it could be misconstrued as possible. Which pretty much amounts to a giant unicorn hunt, so at some point you have to just stop yourself, remove about 2 paragraphs from the 2-3 comment you originally intended to write and hit send/comment/return/whatever.

So. things. to write about. I have hedgehog pjs and they are the best ever. I’m wearing them right now. I walked by them at target and they only had maybe 3 and one was my size. It was obviously just waiting for me to get there. I wasn’t even in the pj section it was just across the aisle (just took me three tries to figure out the spelling of that word) where I was shopping for cereal bars. Anyway, next to owls (and chinchillas, and argyle, and the color teal) hedgehogs are one of my favorite things (GUESS WHAT SONG IS IN MY HEAD RIGHT NOW!)((I’ll trade brown paper packages tied up in strong for cardboard packages with Sephora printed on them)). It’s a family thing. My Dad grew up in Germany and hedgehogs used to hide in his basement in the winter. When I was in high school, we took this month long road trip through the middle of the US and Canada and we found these little hedgehog toys at the giftshop at Mt Rushmore. My Dad and I each bought one, and he started collecting them from there.

Side story involving the Rushmore Hedgies; We kept the two hedgehog toys on the dashboard of our motorhome most of the time. On the way back home to california the motorhome actually fire. We had just left a rest stop in Oregon where we’d had breakfast. What happened was that the engine threw a tod that hit the fuel line and set the engine on fire. On my whole family ended up on the side of the freeway watching flames shoot out the windows of the motorhome (and making everyone else late for work, the lady at the car rental was a bit overly excited to have us as proof of why she got in late that AM) until the firetruck could get there and douse the flames. One of the hedgehogs did not survive the fire. The other came out half scorched, and half normal. He became the mascot for our next RV. Because we’re odd like that. Even odder: We named it Sinead O’connor . It was the 90’s, just be glad we didn’t pose it with a photo of the pope.

Alright, it is now 20 ins form the time I remembered to actually look at the time about a paragraph in. I would like to have something witty to say in conclusion, but I don’t.

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About Joli

Welcome to Dustbath Beauty! I'm Joli, and I enjoy making videos and blog posts about beauty, chinchillas, health and random fun. You can expect two things from this blog: Silliness and Chinchillas. Well, chinchillas when they actually choose to cooperate. So expect lots of glaring chinchillas. Don't worry, they'll still be cute even if they're being grumpy.
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