Aah! Zombies!

The Hill Family also decided that it would really just be best to do some non-traditional photos as well. And then... this happened:

Just taking some nice photos on a regular day...

Yep, just a normal, average day... wait...




Oh no! What's that?!




Look out behind you!





Quick! Grab that shovel that just happens to be nearby!




Run away! Run away!




These zombies are looking for braaaaains!







Run into that house!




Aah! They are coming through the windows!




Hurry and hide!






They found you!




Run to the car!









Phew!




That was a close one!




Nooooo!

Hill Family Photos

This weekend was a very photo-y weekend. My friend from work asked me to take her family photos. Aren't they a cute bunch?

 

 

Moxie Owl

Hello,

Moxieowl.com is now officially offline :( We are now operating solely from our Etsy store. I just wanted to remind anyone who would like to help a sister out and link to our store that the old buttons need to be replaced with one of the new buttons below. We need all the help we can get to keep our little business going. Seriously, any traffic we can get to the store is greatly appreciated.

                                                             
                      

Whats your Dream?

A few months ago some little signs appeared in each bathroom stall at my work that read:

 

The point of this was to get us thinking about our life goals. I usually ended up thinking "My dream is to use the restroom in peace without getting all deep and profound and stuff." But that's just me.

Yesterday I realized that the signs have been there for so long that I don't notice them anymore for their true meaning. They were becoming part of the door. I decided to switch things up with some new questions.

First there's:

Then of course:

  

 Also:

 And finally...

 

It definitely spices things up a bit in the bathroom. Do you think anyone will notice?

Just because I was so excited

I got a camera bag. No, not a camera bag. THE camera bag. It has been on my list for quite sometime. It finally got here in the mail and I was so excited that I made this little charm to adorn its zipper. I have a little key and tiny picture frame that I was never going to use and they worked perfectly for this project. I took a picture (with my dslr) of me taking a picture (with my canon) and put it in the frame.



I love how it turned out! So much so that took a picture of the picture of me taking a picture. Not confusing at all.

Discontent

Lately I have been unsatisfied with my hair. I have to admit that I miss the days of having it red and purple and... just more me. When I got rid of it I was told how much better it is and that I look more mature. I also didn't love all of the attention the red brought. I didn't do it for attention, and getting yelled at by mean old men wasn't my favorite. My parents hated it. My grandma LOATHED it. But I liked it. It made me feel like me. But because of the damage it did to my hair and because of pressure from others, I sat in a salon chair for 8 hours and watched it turn from red to green to brown.

Now that it is grown out, back to it's natural state, I am mad. I had hoped that it would go back to the way it was when I was a kid. Thick, blonde, healthy. I have found that this is not going to happen, my hair will never be that way again. So what is the point of keeping it natural if I don't like it this way? Cody tells me that it would be inappropriate to have hair like that again. That I need to function in society. That I need to look like an adult and adults don't have hair like that. And I worry about what my mother will say. I know, I'm an adult. I am my own person. This is all true. That doesn't make hearing her constant disapproval any easier.

But.

I have decided that I want my hair the way I want it, and that is that. Does this mean I will have to endure perpetual and unfiltered disappointment from my parents? Absolutely. Will strangers feel the need to share their never-ending negative opinions about my hair with me? Without a doubt. Might I eventually have to wear a wig to church functions? So be it. That wig may even come in handy when all of my hair falls out from too much damage. But I will have been happy for that time that I did have my hair, and that it was dyed with colors that pleased me.

However, I think the smart way of doing this is with subtlety. I will ease people in. Maybe they won't even notice if I do it carefully enough.

So it began with blonde. Bleach blonde. And then came the pink. I will call this pink "phase 2."

I really like how phase 2 turned out.

Happy Easter to Us!

This weekend with the last of our tax return money, Cody and I decided to go buy some beach cruisers! We have been riding them in the evenings. I forgot how fun bikes are. I haven't ridden one for a long, long time, so at first I was pretty wobbly and I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to do it. I have always been bad a riding bikes. I don't know why, they just make me panic-y. I had a lot of bad experiences in the past with them and the last time I tried to ride one I fell off.

But our new bikes are so much fun! We even got little baskets for them. And Cody has a bell. Which he seems pretty excited about.