this girl’s a silhouette, can't you see?

painting is so frustrating

I don’t know what to do

it looked nice all blue-y and stuff. 

But boring and I don’t know what to actually do on it

so I put some green on it

and some yellow. 

and now the background is like blurry landscape scenery

which is ok

except i don’t know what to do on the top

ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

maybe I’ll paint over it again

I don’t know what to doooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Painting is frustrating.

I love to paint - but I don’t really paint original things. I’m really good at copying things, or at least using references for my paintings. 

Anyway, my Mother-in-law requested a painting for her birthday (on friday). 

And I have no idea what to paint. 

Well, I have some idea.

But no inspiration. 

Something pattern-ish and with a cross, probably. Something brightly coloured, maybe scenery? 

NEED IDEAS. 

Send me pictures I could maybe turn into paintings? please and thank you <3

• Coffee with a delightful girlfriend this morning
• Posted Sarai & Bethany’s clips :D
• Sitting in the dark, on the computer
• It’s storming outside
• And I’m watching Disney movies
• :D
• contemplating bass practice. :/ 
• need to mail my resume back to Bec for more checking
• i love my hair this dark
• More craft? YES MORE CRAFT :D
• Also - spell and potion practice on Pottermore :D

So excited for you!!!! That’s so cool. xo

You should have seen me. I flailed everywhere. And called my sister, and then stammered a heap because I couldn’t even form words. 

It may be seen as an overreaction, but I was tired, and it caught me completely by surprise! 

It is super awesome :D

Which leads me to ask: Where the heck is my job?

I’m serious guys. I wanna friend you :D

I’ll say no more, though I’m dying to!

Hell yeah. 

I just got to chapter three and realised HOLY CRAP THE SORTING WILL BE COMING UP SOON AND WHAT IF I’M NOT IN HUFFLEPUFF????????????????????????????

I JUST CALLED MY SISTER TO SHARE IN THE EXCITMENT

I’M NOT GETTING ANY SLEEP TONIGHT

AND NOW I’LL STOP POSTING

AND SPEND ALL NIGHT IN POTTERMORE.

• Do Laundry - wash and peg out at least 2 loads and bring in current dry clothes
• Kitchen - clean it. 
• Write Cover letter ready to email when Bec sends my resume back to me
• Attempt to make phone wristlet
• Attempt to make card wallet
• Finish Tea wallets that I’ve half-done already
• Clean off dining table and move my crap into my craft room. 

Ok Lara. DO NOT play facebook Sims. DO NOT spend all day on Looklet. Ok? OK. 

Now go put some pants on. 

I’ve already watched “Let’s Kill Hitler” 3 times today. Should I watch it again now while I wait for hubby to come home (who I’m sure will actually want to watch it when he does get home because he hasn’t seen it yet). 

Would 5 times in one day be considered excessive?

YOU MARRIED A SAMWISE. THAT JUST MADE MY LIFE.

I know right?! Pretty much made my life too ;)

The first thing I ever said directly to him is “Is that your real name?” - we were at the same schoolies camp and had to wear nametags, and he seemed the type of guy to write it on the form as a joke :P I was quite embarrassed when he assured me it was, in fact, his real name. 

We met again a year later, and by then he was known to everyone on college as “Frodo”. 

Pretty much awesome, hey :D

Oh WOW!! That looks so good!!

:D THANK YOU!

elizabethkellom:

What Harry Potter Taught Me

By: Elizabeth Kellom

1997 - 2011

Harry Potter taught me that some things are worth dying for.

Ron Weasley taught me that believing in yourself is a hundred times more powerful than luck.

Hermione Granger taught me that an education is a girl’s best asset, even if it doesn’t make you many friends.

Severus Snape taught me to never, ever, ever judge someone.

Rubeus Hagrid taught me that anything can be cute with the right perspective.

Ginny Weasley taught me that bold is beautiful.

Lily Potter taught me that a mother’s love is the strongest force on earth.

Remus Lupin taught me that fear is the only thing I should be afraid of.

Dolores Umbridge taught me that education with a political agenda is a terrible, terrible thing.

Sirius Black taught me that the ones we love never truly leave us.

Albus Dumbledore taught me that good people are not always good.

Draco Malfoy taught me that bad people are not always bad.

Neville Longbottom taught me that courage is standing up for what’s right, even when you’re scared out of your mind.

Luna Lovegood taught me that weird is wonderful.

Dobby taught me that freedom is a gift.

Lucius Malfoy taught me that no amount of money, pomp, or circumstance will buy you true friends.

Fred & George Weasley taught me that sometimes all you need is a good laugh.

The Dursleys taught me that a world without imagination is a dull and dreary place.

Arthur Weasley taught me that an good sense of curiosity and a bit of obsession can be healthy.

Fleur Delacour taught me that true love is not based on appearance.

Molly Weasley taught me that a happy family is not measured in gold.

Bellatrix Lestrange taught me that hatred and prejudice rot your mind and can turn even the most beautiful person into a monster.

Kreacher taught me that if you want to get to know a man, look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.

Cho Chang taught me that rebound relationships almost never work.

Nymphadora Tonks taught me to love myself, no matter what I look like.

Percy Weasley taught me that, in the end, no career is worth sacrificing your family.

Sybill Trelawney taught me that you cannot change the past, only the future.

Lavender Brown taught me that physical relationships only last for so long.

Peter Pettigrew taught me that rats do not make good friends.

Nicholas Flamel taught me that to the well-prepared mind, death is but the next great adventure.

Minerva McGonagall taught me that a good cause is worth fighting for at any age.

Hedwig taught me that the love we have for our pets is very real.

Lord Voldemort taught me that a life without love is barely living.

J. K. Rowling taught me that the stories we love will always be with us.

Until the very end.

I’ve been thinking a lot about this lately. It’s been a struggle for me too, and definitely a big part of my anxiety. My sermon the other week was about this…maybe I could send it to you? Would you find that weird?

that would be completely NOT weird. It’d be totally sweet and lovely and I’d love to read it. I can’t believe you do sermons (in a ‘i kinda always pictured that old people did sermons’ kinda way. NOT in a ‘i don’t think you could do them’ kinda way. I have complete faith that you do amazing sermons, because you are an amazing person who loves our amazing God) - that’s so cool :) 

Thanks for your prayers about my job hunt, and OH MY GOODNESS 6 WEEKS!! Love you dear <3

COMPANIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!