Despite waking up sick and being a grumpy lump all the way out the door, today was a good day ^_^
Got up, packed, grabbed sonic, got on the road, talked with my mate, survived the rain, caught up with my family.
We piled up and went scouting for locations to do senior pictures and ended up on roadtrip adventures!
We ended up hiking, seeing three falls and some cascades and lots of awesome views.
We’re all set for the shoot tomorrow and I think it’ll be a good trip, with better weather, lol.
After a yummy dinner, my mom, sister and I cleaned the offic. I got to listen to my tunes and chat with my family. They’re the original people who accept that I’m crazy and don’t have a problem with it.
And when we got back home, I converted my sister to a Dean!girl.
My biological father never wanted me, didn’t marry my mother, made her get a paternity test when she wanted child support, let his family call her a whore and question the paternity before I was ever born, quit paying child support as a graduation gift to me, did not attend either of my graduations or my wedding, hasn’t ever sent a birthday card or called on Christmas, and is deathly afraid of me. He friended my mom on facebook before me.
My stepfather was just that, a stepfather. While I am thankful for the positives that resulted from his marriage to my mother, the negatives will forever haunt me.
So, Father’s day can suck it.
I called my Papa and tried not to cry that he sounds so lonely and tired and scared. He’s dying, meds are keeping him alive, and he loses more of his mind every day.
Even though he was strongly opposed to that Alice-ish photoshoot, or rather my reasonings for it, he powered through and got some awesome shots. Logic prevailed and I ended up not using them for what I wanted them for, but they are great shots that show my love for costuming and my crazy facial expressions and my husband’s talent as a photographer.
I’ve had Lorelei the ipod since last October and somewhere along the way I figured out how to make a playlist loop, because my sleep playlist does that. But I’ve never been able to make another one do it…and today I finally looked it up, lol. So, now I can put on my “^_^” playlist and listen to it over and over and over :D
I’m weird because my name is weird. My sister is sociable because her name is normal.
Then how do we explain my husband who has a normal name, but is definitely weird?
I’m going to say that it’s probably because he’s had a handful of names throughout his life and as such doesn’t have a single personality identifier like “weird” or “normal”.
There were similarities the the study pointed out with single parents being more likely to give their kid a weird name. I’m the kid born to a single mother, my sister is the productof a healthy marriage.
I just think it’s interesting to see that my name is both a product of my birth and a factor of my development.
When it comes time to name my own (adopted) offspring, I hope that I can come up with a name that sticks. I don’t care if it’s normal, weird, simple or complicated. I just want my kid to have one name and it to be their name their whole life. I think that’s probably selfish and insensitive to lots of people who function just fine with names not given to them at birth, but I am just stuck on this concept.
Despite my name being complicated and weird and causing all kinds of grief, it’s mine. I own it. I can’t imagine being someone who answers to just anything or a handful of names/nicknames/code words.