Author: Amb A Sinner

Amb A Sinner https://ambasinner.wordpress.com If beauty is pain, violence is makeup.

Feathers and Seahawks and Blogging; OH MY!

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I’m back!

Well technically I’m bed-ridden because of my back, but we’re not splitting hairs here.

If you’re one of the handful of people who follow me on Instagram you may have noticed I’ve been crafting more lately. Lots of feathers and hair pieces. Time to set up an Etsy for myself, I think.

I’m still selling craft goodies for my Aunt over here and that’s going ok.

So back to my back. Or spine I should say. I have a strained lumbar. Three days off work ugghggh. Well, I’m okay with the not working part, but not the lack of pay. You’ve gotta work to make that skrilla!

I have been meaning to jump back into blogging though. I just need to get my shit together.

So Much Neglect!

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I’ve been in a slump. A serious slump.

 

For what feels like forever.

 

I’m finally pulling out of it. I got a job at a large local call center.. It’s not my ideal job, but it’s a job, and I get a paycheck.

 

Still playing accordion a lot. Slowly getting better and better but as good as I want to be! I’m having a hard time finding classical music transposed for accordion and I struggle to transpose it myself.

 

Happy Sunday? Meh.

Accordion, Bracelets, and Cowboys.

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I’m going to keep practicing and try to get a video up of me playing! Or struggling to play.. or just button mashing. Whatever it ends up being it’s sure to be entertaining!

It’s a shame that wasn’t legit eh? I’d be playing that shit all daaaaaaaaaaaaay.

I’m still spitting out bracelets. I took a break while I was at my Mom’s house (the last few days) because it’s just too damn hard to string everything out and then pack it up between work time. At home I can just leave it strung out. Hahaha. I’m sure M just loooooves that I’ve taken over the dining room table and the spare bedroom.

Now for the part that probably grabbed your attention. COWBOYS.

Rawr!

But really though, this little snippet of the post is about my experience watching Brokeback Mountain. Now, before your panties get in a twist, I promise this isn’t some gay bashing rant. Yes, there were parts that made me uncomfortable but that was because I was watching it with my sister and I’ve been lusting after Jake Gyllenhaal since Donnie Darko. If you’ve seen the movie, you know how sexual it is.

What bothered me is that I don’t see what was so damn special about it. I spent over two hours waiting for something substantial to happen.

It never came. I spent two hours watching boy/boy sex and boy/girl sex in an awkward silence with my sister.

Fun times.