moon doggies and shock collars

wednesday

woke up at 10, which was once again pretty early for me. took a shower, got dressed (randomly wore at Mt. Olive Soccer shirt today that was just sitting in my closet chillin this morning), went to travis's to lift, came back home, packed up the dogs, left for beach. onyx was super happy to go.

i had to take the dogs to the beach so they could be tested on their new shock collar. dad was down there when i got there but no one was there for the fence, so i ended up giving onyx a bath. he actually did pretty well (usually he goes completely insane) but maybe he was calm because i had tied him up to the post with like 2 inches of slack. maybe that's why. 

after his bath he began shedding LIKE CRAZY. you would be astonished to see how much hair comes off of that dog just in the BREEZE. it is horrible, especially after his bath time. he smells great now though, so that's a plus. smells like some ocean breeze mixed with dead deer. sensational. 

the fence man came late and put in the fence. mom came down too and me, mom, and dad went to go see the plot of land that is going to be where we are putting our Moon Doggies' stand up. mom and dad are actually really serious about it. usually they throw these ideas out all the time and nothing ever comes of it but they are really getting in to this shaved ice venture. i put a few flyers up (illegally probably) around topsail today, too. the area where we are doing it at is kind of small, but it should work. i have been actively recruiting people to work so hopefully we will have a lot of people that can help out. 

they didn't finish installing the fence until 6, but finally once they did they trained us on how to train the dogs not to go near the fence. you'd think that the main guy out there was the dog whisperer. he would say things like "yeah, dogs can sense what you feel. you don't want to be scared...they will notice that foul presence" -___________________________________- ....ok

left the beach, and the ride home was really peaceful. a sunset in pin hook looks just about as good as one at the beach.  *sentimental music*

 

got back to the house, jeri was there with logan and dallas. jeri left and i made myself a hambuger and french fries. yes...MADE MYSELF THIS. i was very proud. handling the burger meat (completely raw and unthawed...don't ask why) just about made me sick but I TRUCKED THROUGH IT. *applause* something tasted weird about the fries but the burger was really good. i put just about every spice in the cabinet in the burger meat. for some reason when i cook things i find it necessary to put a bunch of random spices in the meal. 

i didn't even finish my fries (pretty sure something was wrong with them) and i made a whole salsa dip thing (aka i used regular salsa dip and put a bunch of spices in it) but no one ate that either so now they're just sitting down there uneaten. what a shame. 

anyways that's about all. pretty great day, because at least i made it down to the beach and i had fun with mom and dad (who are actually verging on being cool oddly: dad has been rocking his RayBans lately and mom actually is pretty funny on facebook and through texting). the journalism skit is tomorrow and i plan on going to that. i know they have to be nervous and i don't envy them one bit. i LOVED doing the skits and coming up with the ideas, but practicing for it was horrible. not really that fun at all. i don't think people realize how much work goes in to it, but then again i don't think people should have to realize that. i will be just as nervous if not more than they are tomorrow. for some reason i get so antsy and anxious seeing them perform when i know what it's like to be up there. 

i can't wait until summertime and for everyone to be out of school and down at the beach. GAH I CAN'T WAIT. and for us to open up the shaved ice stand too. that will actually be really fun. memorial day weekend is this weekend. i am really excited about that, too. if i think about it for too long of a time it starts to become really sad, only because i remember this time last year and the memories associated with it and quite obviously the same memories won't repeat themselves. not that this weekend won't be fun, it just brings back a lot of really fun times with people i don't really see anymore. that's why i'm ready for all of these holidays to pass so i can't recall exact dates and times of what i was doing and who i was doing it with from a year ago. ah.. bittersweet (well mostly bitter.. actually all bitter). i could talk about this particular (incredibly sensitive) topic for 18 posts but it wouldn't do any good but to make me depressed and angry. so we won't talk about that. 

anyways.. i leave you with a picture of me and onyx, who was actually REALLY well-behaved today. he is going to be a great dog in the years to come. 

bye!

world war II and antique shops

tuesday

woke up around 9:30 (which is surprisingly early for me). took a shower and then called mrs. sherry to get a haircut. fortunately she's always open for me so i drove down there quickly to get my head shaved. i talked to her awhile about whatever shenanigans baillie is getting herself in to these days. mrs. sherry actually makes me laugh quite a bit when i go see her. i got a 4 on the sides and a 5 on top, which is pretty short for me, and for a second i looked like an Auschwitz survivor but now it's not so bad. considered the hairstyle above, but didn't know if i could pull off being a blonde.

saw a hilarious photo of baillie and mrs. sherry graciously gave me a small picture for my amusement so i left with this gem:

 ...and creepily tweeted a picture of it sitting in my dash.


got back home and lifted at travis's for a little bit. really, really wanted to go to the beach and had my mind set that that is what i wanted to do... then here comes a ridiculously huge cloud in the middle of a perfectly sunny day, so no beach. instead i got angry and sat and watched Anderson the talk show and ate, like, 3 bowls of salad. a man was on the talk show talking about how he had a silicon doll that he named and he was sexually attracted to (and his wife had no problem with it). i found that less weird though than the bizarre episode of the view that came on next where whoopi goldberg answered questions about women crapping and other gross things that women shouldn't do. when whoopi (how is that a name??) was asked if she liked the automatic toilet flushes she said she did because they made room for more. TMI whoops. TMI. also she calls her crap "whoopsis." this humored me for a good 10 minutes. and yes sadly on tuesdays i have so little to do during the morning that this would humor me.

i should mention that i have kinda been obsessed with the idea of doing a world war II era movie set in pin hook during the 1940s. i get obsessed with random ideas a lot and i like to do a lot of learning about them, and usually making a movie is the best way to learn and move past that obsession lol. i hear granny talk about what little she remembers during that time and i just think that would be interesting to do. all of grandaddy's brothers, including him, went off in the war so all of pin hook was basically left man-less while all of these young boys go off to fight in this war, and they're coming from conditions where they don't know anything about wars or guns or anything. i just think that would be such an interesting story. i would cover both what goes on at home with all the women and what goes on overseas. i watched this movie called atonement today about world war II and it was incredibly complicated but i do really want to make a movie about something like that.

to elaborate on how serious i am about this idea, i even went to an antique shop in wallace today to look for stuff. it had EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD

there was so much stuff in there, every part of the wall was covered. their prices are actually ridiculously high but they had some cool things in there from the 40s. i never can quite tell what they 1940s encompassed... like did they even have electricity?? i looked around for a while. they even had an old 1930s Model T (which, little do they know, i will use in my future movie).

dropped by granny's on my way home and talked to her about the 1940s. she told me the story about the blackouts about 5 times but once we got passed that she told me this really cool story about how franklin roosevelt stayed in wallace with the family doctor and how the whole town came and saw him (granny included). it all sounded really cool. i would have loved to be able to peeked in during that time... don't know if i would like to live then, though. granny referred to the railroad tracks in wallace as "the long lines where the tractors go" LOLOLOL i thoroughly enjoyed that. she may not be the best historical information giver there is, but she does at least capture the feelings about what it was like back then. she was pretty young though. i wish my grandaddy were still alive to talk about it with.

left there, went home, stalked facebook, got super annoyed because most of my friends on facebook now are 12 year old girls. went to go see battleship in jacksonville with baillie. it was a whole bunch of explosions but it was entertaining just for the fact that rhianna was awkwardly cast in it as some sort of hilarious butch/Jaden Smith woman in the navy. went to walmart. told baillie about my day(s). i am pretty sure we know exactly what goes on in each others' lives every second of the day most of the time. came home. now i am typing this.

not a very productive day but i did enjoy that antique shop and talking to granny. i am pretty sure all old people say "now don't run off now." granny and grandma will say it even if you stay with them for 4 days. wellp, i hear noise downstairs which means dallas and wesley and jared must be back from wherever they went. maybe beach tomorrow?? i hope so but i am SURE a giant cloud will come and attack. cross yo fingaz. i really can't wait to live at the beach with people and see the sunset everyday there and then take cool pictures of that happening. cannot. wait.

i leave you with a picture of my newly shaved short hair. i Am s0 aRtSy.

bye!

super 8 hippie kids

i am kind of slacking off on my "day-to-day" postings.

thursday

i woke up at the beach house this morning. i love waking up at the beach. it's always so relaxing. that was really my main reason for even staying there last night, just so i could wake up there this morning. baillie called and said she was coming down and her call woke me up, so me and daniel waited for her to come. by the time she got there, it was a cloudy and gloomy day so all hopes of going to the beach to enjoy the sun were gone. instead we rode bikes to the beach (the vision of the three of us riding bikes down 6th street on a cloudy Thursday morning makes me happier than it should, like it's a scene out of Super 8). the beach was gloomy and cloudy but that always looks pretty cool.

Then went to eat at Max's Pizza (a place that has the BEST SUBS EVER MADE). baillie was on her A-game in comedy. our waitress's body shape was quite bizarre and i thought daniel would never quit laughing at baillie "i love to see ha go, but i hate to watch ha leave"

(the next line to that is "i keep ha runnin back and forth like a soccer team" LOL)

we went around to a few shops too. it was a really fun day. the funny thing is that me, daniel, and baillie used to be best friends in middle school. of course high school changed how much we were able to hang out together but even when us three get together we all get along really well, just like in middle school. all we're missing is leandria. 

baillie was my compandre today, fortunately. we left the beach around 2 and daniel went home to pick up his brother. after dad's creepy workers tried to fix my car (which is another story entirely, one i do not feel like telling at all because my car is the dumbest piece of metal to ever move) mom decided that she wanted to go see grandma. me, baillie, jackson, logan, and mom took the good ole 'burban and went to jacksonville to see grandma. we visited with her for a while (which really means jackson ran around the nursing home saying inappropriate things while we tried to wrangle him down like a wild bull). it started raining AGAIN on the way home and it hasn't even stopped. i guess we'll be flooding soon. after we got home baillie took me to granny's and we ate dinner with her. her mind is really slipping in small little ways and it becomes more and more clear everytime i talk to her (she'll tell the same story or make the same point sometimes more than 3 times in a single moment). age is a mountain that you just can't conquer sadly. but she's still as funny as she's ever been, intentionally or unintentionally. 

me, travis, and baillie talked for a long time with dad and granny about old times past in pin hook. i really wish i could have been born during the 70s or 60s like my dad. don't get me wrong, i enjoy our iPhones and computers of this century more than most people, but the way dad tells stories of his childhood makes me really want to grow up then. they had stores every mile in pin hook, and the craziest things went on. granny talked about how, during world war 2, all of Chinquapin School was let out early when one of the teachers, who was enlisted in the War, flew over the school in a blimp on his way to the War and threw candy down to the students. seriously, tell me that isn't a scene from a movie. i've heard the story at least 10 times but every time i get this really clear vision of it and the scene would be the neatest thing. i don't think i have the necessary tools to make that scene come alive by myself... but maybe some day. i'm still serious about doing a love story set against the backdrop of pin hook during the close of world war 2 LOL but forreal. although granny's mind is slipping in some ways, she can still recall most of exactly how things happened back during those days. imagine a film with the credits saying "historical researcher: magdeline hollingsworth" LOLOLOL

after we ate baillie dropped me off back at my house and i ran on the treadmill for what seemed like an eternity (in actuality it was probably 7 minutes but still). and dat was muh dai. good dai, good dai.

today dad looked at jackson's eye and it is almost healed over. isn't that amazing? there isn't even any scarring. the doctors they went to at the beginning of all of this told mom and dad that he would never be able to see out of it again and he would more than likely lose it. not even 3 weeks later it is almost completely better. miracles like that happen all the time with jackson. sometimes i don't know if people recognize the miracles because they're always associated with an enormous setback, but they're miracles all the same. the doctors at wilmington told mom and dad he wouldn't live past a year when he was born, and he's FIFTEEN years old. the doctors at duke told them he would lose the tips of his fingers because of the skin but the surgery healed them completely and they are still there. things like that make me believe more and more that he was put on this earth to be exactly how he is for a reason. he has some sort of purpose on this earth that is bigger than his physical struggles. how all of us tie into it, i don't know yet. he was born into our family for a reason, and there's a reason for everything. sometimes i feel like he may be more important in the grand scheme of things than any of us realize.

to be "healthier" i will start drinking only water and no sodas again tomorrow. wish me luck. i've already had 2 bottles of water just sitting here -___-

bye!

cleaning day

there have been several times where i created a blog with the intention of using it to chronicle my day-to-day going on(s?) and thoughts but i usually was discouraged by the realization that no one really cares what i have to say in the big ole blogosphere and those that do care i could just call and tell. HOWEVER i have decided to create a blog tonight for several reasons: 1) my best friend baillie did and i copy her every move and now we can be BlogBuddie$, 2) i am out of college for the summer and until the beginning of the actual summer season, i have VERY VERY SO VERY little to do, and 3) i'm sure people wanna read what i gotsa say and secretly i want people to read what i gotsa say. so.. here's Monday, May 14th's example of what i gotsa say (by the way - that's me on the right hand side there).

monday

the clock said 11:13 when i woke up but i layed (...is layed not a word?? wow) in bed for a little while. i could hear the echo of a miranda lambert song sound throughout the house which only meant one thing... kimi was here. OH JOY. monday's in the hollingsworth house have always been labeled "cleaning days" even before we had a housekeeper or a cleaning lady. mrs kimi is our cleaning lady and boy does she love her some country music and some CMT. our house probably holds up to 10 TVs and i am not lying when i tell you that EVERY one of those TVs is turned to CMT. hence the echo. it's like a really poorly tuned concert every monday morning. ITS SO GREAT.
 
as i said, i have been out of college for the summer since May 2 (almost 2 weeks). i LOVE being home and i am not being sarcastic at all. there's nothing like it. fortunately there is always always something going on at my house and i'm hardly ever alone. i understand how some people would dread coming home for the summer to an empty house but that has never been the case for me. if anything, there is always more going on at my house than there ever was in greenville (or maybe i just saw it like that). either way, i am so happy to be home.. and for 3 ENTIRE MONTHS. it blows my mind how much time we get off and how much time i have left. i like the feeling of permanency and i never had that in the dorm. the dorms aren't meant for permanency and i got that feeling more and more as the semester went by. now, with being home, where all your stuff is in one place and everyone you know is also in one place, it is so much easier just to enjoy the time (and like i said, i have lots of it).

so.. i got out of bed to the tune of Springsteen by Eric Church (it's as if i have my own theme music) and took a shower. i had a missed call from Allie when i got out and she wanted to go get lunch in beulaville. of course i am not too busy so i agreed. i got dressed and went over to Travis's house to lift weights (yes Baillie i do this). i have been working out ever since i have been home and it really has made me feel a lot better. i was on steroids for an allergy infection last week so last week i was like some white arnold schwarznegger. this week my actual un-steroided self did manage to lift but oh how i miss those steroids. but i am on an antibiotic as well for my allergies that has made me feel really really good. i haven't felt good (physically at least) in a while in the dorms because of the mold...yes really the mold. #ECU

i drove to beulaville and met up with allie. we ate at camino real (arroz con pollo, te amo mi amor). went home after that and lifted some more. by that time johnna was at the house and me and her did what we could to get out of kimi's way while cleaning. i always feel guilty for not helping but i am almost positive anything i did to help would actually not help anything so i just run away like a dog scared of the vacuum cleaner. i ran some...then ran some more. jeri came over and all of us talked for a few hours. then watched rugrats in paris with jackson (which is actually a very good movie). then...well then we did nothing really. today wasn't exactly the most productive day in the world. i REALLY need to research film festivals for jackson's movie i made, but i cannot seem to find the motivation to do that, even if i am bored. i really don't mind being bored. sometimes i think it's better than having all sorts of stuff to do. i hate..and i mean HATE having to do stuff i don't want to do. a day where i do whatever i want (even if it is nothing) sounds good to me.

mom came home. she made supper and we all ate. onyx gave me the "why won't you feed me you mean man" face the entire meal even when he had a bowl of food outside. i don't get why he does that. we feed him around 5 but he won't eat his meal until sometime in the early morning. while his food is sitting outside he'll go around and beg for human food. i am pretty sure he thinks he is a human, or maybe a small dog. he's not quite understood how big he is yet.

after we ate, i made this blog. and...well that's it. WHAT A CRAZY LIFE I LIVE HUH. i watched big bang theory and i really tried to enjoy it but...do people really find that stuff they say on there funny? my lord it was annoying. i didn't find it that humorous at all. in all honesty today was somewhat boring but it's just a monday of many, many summer mondays and it doesn't bother me in the slightest. if i were at home on this monday while everyone else i knew was out having fun or hanging out, that would be different. but mostly everyone is at school or work, so thank you jesus for letting me stay at home.

i'm thinking about deleting my facebook. well, not really but i say that to illicit a response that would be like "oh why?!" facebook both entertains me and annoys me tremendously. some of the things people post get on my nerves way more than i think they do to normal people. i know, i know, i should just delete them as friends but i feel it is my duty to be like "HEY...YOU ARE SO INCREDIBLY RIDICULOUS YOU DUMB PERSON" i know that would be rude however so i don't do it and i know that i am not the deemed facebook officiator either. i cannot stand when someone does something stupid on facebook though. i really should make a show where i, alone, host and it would be just me ranting about things i see on facebook that annoy me. i would call it "STFU Facebook" hehe he. he. just some food for thought facebook kids.. uploading pics of yourself incredibly drunk and doing stupid things is not cool and is not the best thing to do..ever. and then, on top of that, taking PRIDE in showing these pics... I AM LITERALLY SMDH AT YOU. then again i think hey, they can post whatever they want as i do, why should anyone tell them they shouldn't do that? then i see those DANG PICTURES BEING POSTED ON MY DANG WALL OVER AND OVER WHILE I THROW UP IN MY MOUTH and i reconsider my reasoning.

well... now what to do tomorrow? today is pretty much over (sadly it really is at 10 because I now live in a house where everyone goes to elementary or high school and has "bedtimes"). i really need to go pick up my mom's mother's day gift from the incompetent place that is wal mart (it should be obvious why i find them so dumb when i am picking up my MOTHERS DAY gift 2 DAYS after mother's day -___-). i really want to go to the beach soon. maybe i will go wednesday or thursday i'm not sure. i would like to think i was Chandler and i would read/write tomorrow and enjoy it, but i find that i really like the thought and idea of doing that but when it comes to actually doing it i do not find it that enjoyable. i REALLY want to make another movie. i find it hard to come up with ideas that i could feasibly do. i really want to make a movie that is a love story (LOL but forreal) or some sort of drama set in the past... but seriously only about 2 people including myself could pull off the acting that would have to come from that. anything else would be a comedy. i think it would be cool to do a war movie. like pin hook during world war II. you could film really pretty shots in fields at sunrise that would make for a really neat preview. i obviously don't have a story fleshed out yet but i think a war movie would be cool. it's just hard to do something like that when every where you look it's quite obviously 2012. but, maybe i can attempt it one of these days. first i would need to write a script though and i am not always motivated to do something like that until i have a really cool idea.

i wish some of my friends would write blogs like this describing their day. i know it sounds incredibly boring to read but i would really enjoy reading the things they have to say. for some reason it interests me a lot to hear about what people do on a day-to-day basis. SO TO ALL OF MY FRIENDS READING THIS DO THAT. NOW.

this has really made me laugh so i end my first blog post with this:

bye!