Naturally Dreamy

A blog about my life as an INFP living with an ESFJ, INTJ, and my pup. I blog about earth-friendly living and life through my eyes – not necessarily in that order. Come put your feet up where life is Naturally Dreamy!


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Lots of Thoughts

I have a lot of thoughts on my brain today. Would you mind if I told you some of ’em?

One of my friends is coming to visit me soon, and I’m off the charts excited!! My brain is also raising some good questions – What meals shall I make? What activities do I not want to forgot about doing? – and some not so good ones – What if she hates my where I live? What if she can’t stand my music? What if I tell her all the wrong stories?

The music one is the one I think of most frequently. I pretty much listen to music all my waking hours, and I’ve learned what my family likes and doesn’t like, so we can mutually enjoy what we are listening to. But I have a plan! I’ll ask her what she likes and doesn’t like in music (for example, it took me a while to get used to BT’s new set of music, but I actually ended up loving a lot of it in the end – wait that’s not an example – I mean, he tailored some of it, and when I learned that things actually wouldn’t break my preferences, I was a lot more open. Not that I want her to be open, I just don’t want it to be this weird foreign experience like it was. Or at all uncomfortable. So this analogy helps my head, but doesn’t convey?) What I’m trying to say (I think) is maybe instead of worrying about this, maybe it’s better to just ask if she would mind music, and what type she likes! Boom! 🙂

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I’m rediscovering some of the reasons I loved Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore or at least some things I really enjoy about it! As a kid, I didn’t understand why people re-read books – even if they really loved them.

But, I had wanted to re-read Nanny Diaries, and Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore. I recently purchased a copy of buying Mr. Penumbra’s– and after reading a disappointing in a sort of off-putting-way short story, I picked up my new purchase and old favorite.

I’m already half-way through! XD

Here are two quotes that show bits of what I like about it:

“She hands it [the check] to me, finished, and at the very bottom there’s a line of tiny type that informs me she’s been a member of the Telegraph Hill Credit Union since — oh, wow — since 1951.

Jeez. Why am I punishing this old woman for my own weird ways [attending a new friend’s party over Skype]? Something softens inside of me. My mask melts and I give her a smile — a real one.”

It describes so well that switch we can have from annoyance to respect when we view something that reminds of the fellow humanity of the person with which we are dealing – or something. I’m still trying work out the abstract core in this into words.

“It’s no big deal,” she says, flipping pages, making herself busy. “It’s [a special sort of promotion] like winning the lottery  anyway. It was a long shot.”

I’m not an entrepreneur, not a business guy, but in that moment I want nothing more than to start a company and grow it to Google size, just so I can put Kat Potente in charge.”

I always feel like that. Something lacking? Let me learn it and be it. Someone needs this particular sort of business? Let me start it! I try to do anything and everything someone shows they approve, need, or helps them enjoy life, and I’ve learned that I can’t do all of it.

I will have to pick one, so I should pick the one I like, and it will be what is needed. But it doesn’t stop the pang of wanting to help someone or be someone when something like this happens.

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BT has been saying that he feels bad he doesn’t know what to get for me for my birthday. I’ve always, always wanted to get an animal as a gift. OH MY GOSH!! I just realized I have!! I got chicks for my birthday one time! Oh and lovely chicks they were. ❤ Anyways story for another time.

Well, I forgot about that, lol. That actually makes me pretty happy haha!

And also, I have never gone this long without a kitty in my life. There was a cat that slept in my diaper bag when I was a baby. When I lived in a foreign country, we cared for 2 outside cats. When we moved back to the U.S., LL found us while we were in our in-between home.

Since LL died a few years back, the only kitty I’ve had contact with is during pet-sitting. I’m not really a cat person, but it is starting to wear on me.

I mean, you can feel the purring softness from this Tumblr cat!:

And my Twitter friend’s pics of kitty interactions! *happy sigh* Cats are such unique creatures!

And I love animals. Oh, I don’t know why, but I do and looook!

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She caught my eye today. 🙂 Why do I look on pet-adoption sites? I feel like I can make a difference doing that, but instead I just see how much need there is and how even 1 adoption – does it really matter?

But I thought, maybe – once I count my dollars – maybe, just maybe I can afford another pet. And maybe, just maybe, that (the permission, not the animal itself) could be my birthday gift! XD While that sounds sweet, I won’t bring it up, because even I (who am pretty oblivious) can tell that’s manipulative.

Someday, a kitty will populate my life again, and in that day I will be grateful. But today, I’m grateful, because I have a dog I love hanging out with, a great roommate and a loving family. 🙂

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A singer in one of my favorite bands (one of the bands BT introduced me to, actually) died yesterday.

I had just gone onto YouTube to grab the MP3 of their Good Mythical Morning special. I went on Twitter and I saw someone’s retweet, and I could hardly believe it.

I in a way looked up to this guy – he talked about his grandmother’s influence on his life. I chose one of the band’s song as my “song to describe my life” and it took me barely any thought. I bonded with my brother over these songs.

He was gone. It hit me hard.

And I read an article today that he’d been booed off the stage at one of his latest concerts! His voice, and his music defined an age of rock, and people who paid to see him asked him to leave. How unkind is that?

The article said, “I wish we would have been nicer to him while he was alive” and I mean yeah. But is that only because he died? And why, how, can we think it’s okay to hurt someone like that.

Because we think it will make something change, I think. And sometimes it does. But when it doesn’t? What is the right way to say “I want you to take a different tack in life”?

I rarely use negative feedback, but sometimes I do. Is there a different way?

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Finally, I’m making progress learning how to use my new super-cool video editor (that was also free!). I’m making a fanvid for Little Miss Sunshine to a Garfunkel and Oates song. I just discovered I can’t rightly “preview” my video, but I have come so far (YouTube tutorials, thank you!!) that I think I might be able to figure this one out, too.

Q&A:

Any thoughts from your day?


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Happy 4th of July nail art!

The 4th of July (America’s Independence Day) is approaching! I have accordingly decked out my nails. 🙂

I’ve got 2 different designs. On my left hand, I have a de-constructed American flag. On the right I have excerpts from the Declaration of Independence.

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For the American flag nails, I used a white from Essie, a navy blue from Mary Kay at Play, and a red from Rimmel. I used the dotter of my nail-art tool to create the wavy red lines of flag-flapitude, and the thin point on the flip side of the tool to create the “stars”.

After I’d made the red-stripes, I added some clear-sparkly polish to the top and bottom of the white nails, because I thought it would look more complete that way. 🙂

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I’m actually almost out of that sparkle polish that I have been using since I was … I don’t even know how young I was, it just seems to have always existed! Before I was “allowed” to put bright or dark colors on my nails, the sparkle polish was an always a-okay, and I remember the small array sparkle polishes in the “nail bag”. They were such a special fun thing for me to use. We still have every one of them! XD We don’t use polish very fast… usually. (Nail art changed that a wee bit – I ran out of my first white polish, and am nearly out of my black one.)

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Before I started on the newspaper-print-lift on this hand, I had painted my left nails, and prepped the right hand with tan polish. I went shopping, and the cashier complimented my nails and I said, “Oh, thanks! I’m planning on putting sections of the Declaration of Independence on this hand [*waving right hand*] using the newspaper lift-technique.”

“Cool!” she said, “I did that once” [insert surprised and interested “you did!?” from me]
“… it worked all right, but silly me, I forgot to flip the image.”

“Ohhh, yeah… I hadn’t thought of that.”

Yep, I had indeed *not* thought of that, and the images I’d had printed out earlier were not flipped. Therefore I learned as she had that it makes for a reversed image.

This is what it would look like if I had reversed it! (and you viewed my hand in a sideways manner):

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To get the clips, I downloaded a high-pixel-rate (is that the term?) image from the internet of the Declaration, and pasted it into Word. From there, I isolated some segments I wanted.

For example, the first “When” — that W was so grand, and it starts everything off. When in the course of human events…”

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I felt as if could be understood to be disrespectful to be pasting portions of a national document on my fingernails. I hoped that it wouldn’t be, but as I did it I also decided to consideringly select portions instead of using it as merely a means to an artistic look.

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Okay, well this one wasn’t so well-considered, but it falls somewhere in the first third, and I thought the two T’s looked so amazing.

Next, I spotted this “Free and Independent” (in this really cool different font!) and thought, boo yah, perfect.

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For a couple of the nails, I didn’t smooth the image enough, and it allowed a gap, where the image didn’t transfer. This happened on this one, and so it’s near unreadable. Woops!

Next, I used this “United States of America” in that same off-set font. I think it may have been one of the first times they set it in writing. *cue hushed awe-choir in my mind*

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And, gosh, I couldn’t foray into the Declaration without paying tribute to the signers. John Hancock – easily recognizable, but 1. too big to fit on any of my nails! and 2. I sort of wanted to highlight some of the other signers, so I went to the right, where several signatures stood in close proximity to each other.

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It was really neat to be able to peruse a picture of the real document, usually only having read it in transcribed-format in another text! Did you know they ^ inserted a couple of words??

Finally, a big thank you to this video from which I learned how to do this! It was so short, clear and covered all the bases – like how to remove extra paper that stuck to the nail. The note in the note is very important – laser printed paper is apparently a key ingredient in this technique!

I hope you have a wonderful weekend with your family (or, you know, dog/friends/whatever makes thine boat happy)! 🙂

Q&A: 

Do you have any special plans for this weekend?