Oh hai there

by Ginger on July 23, 2014

in Random

So, um, oops on the whole posting to the blog thing. Let’s catch up a bit, shall we?

Right now, I’m a ComicCon widow–N.C. has a booth at SDCC this year, and so he’s down there at the show and I’m up here with the child. For the most part it’s no big deal, but tonight when I had to battle J to get his homework done (not because it was beyond his ability, just because he was being squirrely), I KINDA wished I was able to switch places with N.C. just for a little bit. And you guys know I don’t love conventions and trade shows. That’s how annoying the kindergarten homework is already proving to be.

Anyway, I think N.C. is going to do amazing at ComicCon, and reports from the preview night seem to be positive, so fingers crossed the whole event continues on that way for him. If by chance you’re going to SDCC, swing by and say hi to him at his booth 4531!


So back to that homework thing.

Man is that a pain in the ass.

I don’t actually have a problem with the homework–so far it’s all been totally within Jackson’s abilities, and he actually kind of likes it–we just need to figure out a better schedule for doing it. The kids get the packet on Thursday and it’s all due the following Thursday. There’s more than enough time to get it all done, we just need to get in the right rhythm for it all. But so far we haven’t hit that rhythm and tonight it bit me in the ass.

This whole kindergarten thing is taking some adjusting, for all of us. We’ll get there. Eventually.


I’m working on putting together a simple get together for SoCal folks. I’ve wanted to do it for a while, but always have this fear that no one will want to come. But I finally just said, eh, screw it, and threw it out on Twitter. I’m fairly confident at least a few people will come, and the idea wouldn’t leave me alone, so I thought I’d try.

I don’t have it all figured out, but it’s definitely going to happen in some form or another. If you’re local (or want to come visit here) and would like to come, let me know (if you haven’t already).

(and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t already thinking about making it a semi-regular thing if it ends up being fun)


Summer colds are bullshit.


I’ve been wanting to try Stand Up Paddleboarding for a while–there are always people out when we’re at the beach, or when we drive by the lagoon, and it looks like this cool combination of peaceful and challenging, without being surfing (I don’t know that my knees or my clumsiness could take surfing). There’s a place nearby I could do a rental to try it out, so I’m putting that on my list of things to try this year. I’m putting it here to keep me accountable.


So what’s up with you?

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Reasons I Wear Makeup

by Ginger on July 2, 2014

in Makeup and Beauty

You guys know I’m into makeup, yes? Yes (everyone rolls their eyes at this DUH statement). It’s been something that has become a fun little hobby that I happen to take with me wherever my face goes, and it makes me happy. I kind of wish more people would get over whatever that THING is that makes what a woman does or doesn’t put on her face any of their business (I hope if you like makeup, you wear it because you like it. If you don’t like makeup, I hope you don’t feel like you have to wear it. Who ever (whom ever?) is the owner of the face should be the one who decides what, if anything, they put on it.), but at 34, I’m confident enough to know that my feelings on what I put on my face are all that really matter.

That doesn’t mean it’s not nice occasionally when other people, especially people with a platform, re-jig their previously held opinions on makeup. Enter–John Green:

I love this for a lot of reasons, from the fact that he’s a man saying he likes wearing makeup to the fact that he admits he used to have sort of bullshit reactions to makeup. I *don’t* really love a lot of the comments, which get into soooo many of the same comments about makeup wearers and non-makeup wearers that just irk me, but as long as I don’t read the comments, I think this is pretty great.

It has, however, had me thinking about why I DO like to wear makeup. Not that I’m trying to justify, but just to analyze for myself what it is that makes makeup such a “thing” for me. There’s no one answer, and frankly it can vary from day to day, but here are a few of the reasons I wear makeup:

  • To make me smile when I look in the mirror. When I really like my makeup, or even just a part of it, it makes me happy every time I see myself. Whether it’s shiny or glittery eyeshadow, an awesome lipstick color, a blush that I applied perfectly, or a really good eyeshadow blending job, it makes me smile to see my face.
  • To express my creativity. Every day I wear makeup. Unless I’m running late/sick, I rarely wear the same exact thing day to day, especially in eye makeup. I play with colors, I play with placement. I try new techniques to try and bring out different features. Sometimes, I’ll come home after work and do a completely different face of makeup, just because I like to play. It’s a creative outlet that I happen to wear on my face.
  • To remind me of my own awesomeness. I sometimes use makeup as a way to reinforce my confidence, particularly at work. For example, I’ve been known to wear a power red lipstick when I have a meeting with our division president, because I feel powerful and badass when I wear red lipstick. It doesn’t GIVE me confidence, but it helps remind me of the confidence I already have.
  • To perk me up. I’ve been known to wear sparkly eyeshadow when I’m feeling beaten down at work/life, because I know sparkly eyeshadow gives me a little jolt of “life is awesome” regardless of what else is going on.
  • To make me feel pretty/put together/stylish. Much the same way I wear clothes that make me feel pretty/put together/stylish, or do my hair to feel pretty/put together/stylish, makeup helps me feel polished. Occasionally, I even wear makeup because I want to feel pretty for my husband, the guy who gets to look at me no matter what I’m wearing. (though it should be noted, on a day to day basis I’m pleased if he likes my makeup, but if he doesn’t, I generally still wear whatever I’m wearing if it makes ME feel awesome).
  • To get better at something. Makeup techniques are a skill that take work. I like makeup, and it has turned into a hobby, so I like getting better at it. I feel accomplished when I figure out a new makeup technique, because I have to work at it.
  • To match my personality/events/celebrations that day. If I’m feeling feisty, but I have to go to work, I can throw on some purple blush as my own subtle little FU to the corporate world. If I’m feeling bossy, I can put on a bold lipstick because who’s not going to listen to someone wearing bold lipstick? If I’m feeling a little sad, I can wear a grey eyeshadow (but maybe with some sparkles to make me feel better). Makeup can be an expression of my mood, the holidays (pink lipstick for Valentines day), things I’m celebrating (rainbow sparkles for a birthday), heck, even shows I’m watching (yes, I own Game of Thrones themed makeup).
  • To make me look on the outside how I see myself on the inside. Sometimes, I use makeup to cover up imperfections, be they dark circles or blemishes, age spots or scars. That’s usually because when I think of how I look, I don’t see imperfections. Frankly, I don’t care if people think that’s “deceptive,” I like having my image in the mirror match the image in my head. It makes me feel like me.
  • To have fun. I have fun with makeup. It’s fun, for me, to wear purple lipstick, or green eyeliner, or silver sparkly eyeshadow. It’s fun, for me, to know I’m wearing an eyeshadow called “Jareth’s Tight Pants” or eyeshadow that smells like chocolate, or lipgloss named after Nicholas Cage. It’s fun, for me, all of it. If it stops being fun, I’ll probably stop wearing it.

Notice, none of the reasons are because: society thinks I should, I look ugly without it, a man/men want me to, it’s what women should do, I want to hide the real me, I want attention. Screw all that noise. I wear makeup because I like to wear makeup, for me. For a lot of reasons, but all of them for me.

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Last Day, First Day

by Ginger on June 29, 2014

in Mom Thoughts, The Kid

Last week was J’s last day of preschool.


They had a little graduation ceremony complete with caps and tassels and Pomp & Circumstance and, despite thinking the idea of a preschool graduation is utterly ridiculous in theory, in practice with my kid it was freaking adorable. Much like herding unruly cats. Jackson was a little ham, clowning it up during the songs, singing super loud, etc. It was super cute, and a good way to close out preschool.

I thought I would cry, what with the whole “mah baybeeeeee is growing up!” aspect of it all, but despite one little tiny moment with a lump in my throat, I was too busy enjoying the whole scenario to get too worked up.

We’ll see if I stay so composed when we drop him off at kindergarten Monday morning.

Because he’s going to a year round program, there’s not as much of a heavy air of beginnings and endings. He’s at the same school, we’ll park in the same parking lot, take him in the same building, see all the same teachers and administrators. The transition is so much smoother (I imagine) than it will be when we eventually move to public school. But for now, June just doesn’t feel like the end or the beginning of school after a lifetime of late August to late May being the school year.

And yet, I look at his new big kid backpack sitting by the door, filled with number 2 pencils and glue sticks, erasers and scissors, all the trappings of honest to goodness school, and my heart catches a little bit. I was reading the letter sent home by his new teacher (NOT in comic sans!) where she outlined not only the supply list, but talked about homework packets and field trips and Back to School night, and it feels surreal. How is it that he is old enough to be talking about homework already?

He is growing up, so fast but imperceptibly so sometimes. He just got here, and yet he has always been here, by some weird quirk of parental time.  These big milestones from one stage to another sometimes catch my breath, even though I see them on the horizon as we go along. I know they’re coming, but then they seem to just…appear out of nowhere somehow, and smack me in my emotional mommy core with how quickly this all goes.

The beginning of “big kid school” is the beginning of the next 13 years, of homework and learning, of field trips and recess, of first days and last days. It’s also, in a lot of ways, the beginning of the real process of letting him become who he is going to be, and of letting him go into the world and break away from us. The stakes only go up from here, and there is a weight and responsibility to trying to do our best to guide him through it with level heads and loving hearts. I *think* we’re up to the task, but only time will actually tell.

Whether I cry or not tomorrow doesn’t really matter at the end of the day. For now, I am excited for him, for what he will learn and how he will grow this next year. I’m excited to see the boy he’ll be on the last day next year, and I hope, oh I hope I hope I hope, that he comes through this year as excited to learn new things as he is today.

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Snippets and Snippets and Snippets

by Ginger on June 23, 2014

in Random

Someday maybe I’ll write something real again, but today is not that day.


I am incredibly sunburned. This always happens on the first real beach day of the summer, when I forget what time feels like on the beach and suddenly 3 hours have gone by without me reapplying sunscreen while getting in the water/picking up the kid/towel drying/etc. This one is kind of funny, if only because there is a single white strip that goes straight down my chest with bright red on either side. I apparently got plenty of sunscreen in that one strip of my cleavage. Oh, and one knee is burned, but not the other. I have no explanation for why.


I think I’ve realized that I’d probably like to do more beauty blogging, but I’m too lazy to deal with the photographs like I would need to (especially because I’m finding that I’m getting opinions on what constitutes good beauty blogging/photographs/swatches). I might do more video just because that’s actually easier in some ways.


That being said, I am completely in love with my Shiro custom gloss in Little Bird. It is the perfect brownishpinkish MLBB color I’ve been looking for.

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On mah face.

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Terrible light, but you can see the color really well here.

I’m really in love with the Shiro gloss formula too–it doesn’t feel sticky, barely like a gloss at all, and it actually has some decent staying power on me. I’m a fan.


I made the mistake of starting season 1 of Orphan Black last week when I was sick. And now I want to watch season 2, but I’m going to have to pay if I want to do that right now.

Man, I hate when my timing sucks.


So far, my water drinking experiment/challenge is going swimmingly. I’ve come within 5-10 oz of my goal every day since I started. And I’m finding that I’m starting to actually crave water. This is HUGE. I know it’s only been a couple of weeks, but I’m cautiously optimistic at my progress so far.

And my plants are all doing really well.


Damn, my sunburn has already started itching. GAHHHHHHHH

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by Ginger on June 12, 2014

in Get In Mah Belly

I’m a terrible water drinker. As in, I mostly don’t. No, really, except for my pregnancy/nursing days, when I have ice cream, and….that’s about it, I will admit most days I don’t drink a single glass of water. I drink other things (tea, lemonade, diet coke), but not so much on the water. I know. I KNOW ok?

But some digestive issues, plus some skin issues, plus some “oh for heavens sake Ginger, just be a damn GROWNUP & drink your water” issues have led me to attempt to try and drink more water. I realize that a lot (most?) people are probably going to think I’m ridiculous for even needing to “try” but here we are.

So far, I’ve been meeting my goal (+/- a few oz) every day this week, which I know isn’t very long, but is still a pretty good run for me.  Here’s what I’ve been doing:

Plant Nanny

Plant Nanny

Awww, isn’t he cute?

Plant Nanny is an app (obviously) that sort of…incintivizes water drinking in the form of this plant that you either grow or kill based on whether you drink enough water. You can set reminders throughout the day to push to your phone notifications (which I do), and I guess you can try different plants as you water each one enough for it to grow. I’m trying the free one for now, but may spend the buck for the regular version if I keep using it because 1)yes I find the ads annoying and 2) it has history & charts & stuff that I tend to find interesting.

There are some things I don’t love–there are limitations on the ounces they list mostly, so they don’t like my 44 oz cup at all–but so far it’s helping to get me in the habit, so I’m going to keep trying it.

Pretty New Cup

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Yes, I bought myself a “special” water cup, even though that’s never really helped me before. There are a few reasons for this. First, I wanted some pretty visual cue to drink my water. Second, I wanted something that my cat couldn’t drink out of.

So far, this succeeds on both counts. It’s a 24 oz. Tervis, which I’m liking pretty well, even if I don’t really need the insulation part of it since I drink my water room temperature most of the time. But it’s pretty, and easy to drink out of, and the cat can’t get in it, so all that is a win.

A Plan

To anyone who drinks water easily and regularly, the fact that I’ve set a schedule/plan for how to get myself to drink water probably sounds asinine. But I’m trying to make it into a habit, and the plan has been helping. It’s pretty basic.

I fill my cup up with water before I go to bed, then put it somewhere the cat hopefully won’t knock it over during the night when he’s being a jackass and trying to get my attention. Then in the morning when I get up & while I get ready, I drink that whole glass. I can’t have my morning diet coke until I’ve had the whole thing, so I finish it before I leave for work.

I have my morning Diet Coke for the next couple of hours–it’s a big cup, 44 oz, though I fill the sucker so full of ice that it’s probably only 24-30 oz of soda. After I finish it, which is usually about 1.5 hours before I have lunch, I fill that cup up with water, using whatever ice is left. Something about the ice and the straw make it easier to drink water at work, even though I don’t usually like ice water at home. Weird. I make myself finish that before I can have another Diet Coke. Which I usually HAVE to have sometime around 3pm if I want to make it through the last bit of the work day, so that’s my absolute finish line.

Then, at night, I fill my Tervis up one more time, this time usually with a little squirt of lime or lemon juice. I finish that before I go to bed so that I can fill it up and start the whole thing over again in the morning.


I don’t know if this is more or less water than I should be drinking for my body, but this is where I’m starting. Again, I want to make this a habit, more in the “I need to drink water throughout the day” way than in the “I need these specific many ounces” way. This makes it easy–two of my Tervis cup, 1 of my Diet Coke cup. No other futzing around necessary.


I don’t know why I’m so bad at drinking water, but I really hope I can get better. We’ll see how long I stick with this!



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