supercalafraga...eh... whatever

today, i went to disney on ice with my niece and nephew. i'm not going to say i "cried"... but i may have gotten a little choked up when the little mermaid sang "part of your world." yes, shut the hell up, it is something i am not proud of... but me and ariel go way back... early nineties. that redheaded, greedy, self-centered little spoiled brat was my hero. made me the dignified woman i am today. okay, neither of those two words describe me at this point in my life, but the fact is... the stupid song took me back to a simpler time... made me long for the days of taking naps and snack time... a time when my biggest worry was what i was going to watch on television or how could i make my mom think i cleaned my room without actually cleaning it.
now that i think about it though... that stupid aquatic gingerteen made me think that i too would find my own "eric" at the terrifyingly old age of 16 and we would live happily ever after in a castle with our talking ocean friends visiting on the weekends... now... i'm in my mid-twenties, happily living with mom. i work in customer service. i have a boyfriend who could pass as my little brother... sibling rivalry and all... and i have less than $1000 in the bank... way less. where did i go wrong? was it because i didn't run away to a rough neighborhood only to find a morbidly obese octopus lady with questionable intentions. either way, that scantily clad fish girl lied. dry land isn't all its cracked up to be. i have bills to pay and needy customers to put up with. she should have just listened to sebastian the whole time... because he was right... "the seaweed is always greenah in somebody else's lake!"

despite my beef with said mermaid... i still picked up a $12 souvenir

damn you, mr. walt disney!

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oh, and on the ride home, my darling nephew had a brilliant plan.

custom tattoos from the backseat of mama's car.

he's a sweet little man.

okay i think i'm done now.

night night, secret blog.

hearts and farts,

lin

spiderman doesn't like SPC1608 either

this scholarly student thing is killing me... and i'm half-assing it!
on the brighter side... i got a flipping sweet wallet today!

its blog! blog! its better than bad. its good!

look ma! i'mabloggin!

here goes nothing

hello, internet world.

my name is lindsey.

i hate typing in capital letters and i like cartoons. 

i am the youngest of five siblings.
i'm in my twenties and have no desire to move out of my mom's house...and i'm okay with that...this might have to do with the fact that my mom is the best friend i've ever had.

my mom and me... last tuesday.
err... maybe like twenty some odd years ago.

there is no person in this world who "gets me" like she does. yeah. sounds super cheesy, but its true. this lady is the bees knees. God totally knew what He was doing when He matched us up.
i am, in fact, a christian. i believe in God and i also truly believe that Jesus came to this earth to die for my sins. my Lord blesses me constantly even though i don't deserve it and i owe all that i am to Him. even when things don't go the way i want, i know its for a reason and it is so neat to see God's plan unfold. all you have to do is stop and take a look around you. His blessings are everywhere.

this is marc.
he can be a sweetheart...
when he wants to be.

i have a boyfriend. we work together... not always the greatest idea. we manage that whole thing pretty well though. its hard to remember life before i had him. we bicker a bit, but i can never stay mad at him for long. he always manages to make me smile. he's the only other person besides my mom and sister who knows every little detail about me... and sometimes that scares me to death. but, i don't think i would want it any other way.

i am currently a college student and hope to one day become a photographer. photography is my passion. it makes my heart beat fast. i'm no professional, but i'm working at it... and thats all that matters, right?


so, back to this whole new world of blogging... for the longest time i thought that these blog things were lame, but i broke down and got one because.... well... i'm not entirely sure. the point is, twitter only allows the 140 characters... and sometimes i just cant condense my thoughts that much. so, even if this never gets read by anyone else, i can at least say i did the whole blog thing. i might actually really like this...