My Sims Page

http://www.thesims3.com/mypage/ashcrash19

This is my Sims page, where I upload my creations as well as communicate with fellow Simmers!
Due to the success of my first contest, I will most likely have others on the forums from time to time.
Sooo, if you love the Sims or are just curious, come check it out ^_^

Meet Felix!

So, I finally wanted a cat of my own, a feline friend who was solely mine and not just part of our house. I originally spotted this other cat at PetSmart, but when I called I found out he was already adopted. This is where fate stepped in. The woman who told me this news fosters cats of her own--13, in fact.
 I was still bummed over the adoption but I agreed to see pictures of him. It was love at first site! I sent in the application, got approved, visited him on Wednesday at her lovely home and took him into my arms on Friday. He is a sweet and ornery bundle of 1 year old joy. Felix means "lucky" and considering he was never adopted due to his black fur, I find it fits. I am so happy to have found him. He especially loves to lick my fingers when I'm typing on the computer and nuzzles me into submission for pets.

Here are a few pictures of him:

This is the first photo of Felix I saw. How cute!

Felix playing with his new catnip sock toy.

I would say that Felix is one happy kitty. I, of course, am one happy owner<3
  

Southwestern Mini Rolls? Yes, Please!

These have been in our household for a while now, and they are absolutely delicious! They are great for brunch or a snack on the go (I microwave mine for 2:30 on my 1200 watt). You can buy them at Sam's Club. Here is a picture:

What is nice about these is if you are a vegetarian or not very fond of chicken in general, you can pick out the chicken pieces as you nibble, as you can tell which are the little chicken cubes amongst the spinach and other goodies!

Southwestern Mini Rolls? Yes, Please!

These have been in our household for a while now, and they are absolutely delicious! You can buy them at Sam's Club. Here is a picture and the nutritonal info:

What is nice about these is if you are a vegetarian or not very fond of chicken in general, as you eat you can tell which are the little chicken cubes as there aren't as much as the spinach and other goodies inside :)

Memories

I have been searching lately for vintage/handmade lockets large enough to place my grandmother's picture in.
As much as it still pains me to know she has gone before her time, The locket will be a symbol of her closeness to my heart.
Memories of a loved one who has passed are sometimes the only thing we have.
You take time for granted and dismiss the little things in life.
I can hardly remember what things she bought me in order for me to cherish--I certainly regret that now.
There's that word again. Regret. Amazing how one simple word can mean a variety of thoughts and images.
This post was not meant to be disheartening so much as nostalgic.
To those of you who have loved ones still alive, please, please let them know how much they mean to you.
You never know when change could happen at the blink of an eye.

*If anyone knows of sites that offer reasonably priced lockets, please comment.*

Still Alive

"Still Alive" by Lisa Miscovsky (Mirror's Edge)
You have changed
I have changed
Just like you
Just like you

For how long
For how long
Must I wait
I know there's something wrong

Your concrete heart isn't beating
And you tried to
Make it come alive...

No shadows
Just red lights
Now I'm here to rescue you

Oh, I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise, no

Oh, I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise, no

So silent
No violence
But inside my head
So loud and clear

You're screaming
You're screaming
Cover up with a smile I've learned to fear

Just sunshine
And blue sky
That's just how it goes
For living here

Come fire
Come fire
Let it burn and love come racing through

Oh, I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise, no

Oh, I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise, no

Learn to lose
Learn to win
Turn my face against the wind

I will move fast
I will move slow
Take me where I have to go

Oh, I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise, no


This song resonates with me in so many ways. It's really quite hard to explain. Beautiful tune and lyrics, though.
Please listen <3

The Journal Dilemma

I'm not sure about any of you, but I personally struggle with the concept of a journal. I think about how much I would like to write my feelings and thoughts down so I buy a journal. The journal is almost always pretty--almost too pretty to write in. Then the very item that I've chosen for writing just lays there. Blank. Why? Because I'm too indecisive and worried about what to write on that first page. Perhaps intimidated even. What if someone were to find it? Won't this seem so childish and insignificant years later? Sooner than I know it, my thoughts and feelings that I'm trying to outlet swirl into a dark cloud of more indecisiveness, thus making the issue at hand even worse. Sounds silly, I know. But it's the truth.

So as I was pondering (yet again) what to make for a first blog post on this site, I came up with this as my conclusion. Why not make a blog entry about writing, or should I say, the inability to start writing in a journal?

Though I have not yet written in the journal I just bought (shown below), I have written many times before and I truly believe writing helps the mind and spirit, as well as painting a picture for an audience to interpret. Otherwise, why would there be blog sites and careers in journalism?

This is my current journal. Still blank, of course

I chose it because of it's contrasting patterns, nature imagery and purple pages, as well as the beautiful silver edges.


The following are frequent questions and reasons for both starting and keeping a journal:

How can a journal possibly help me?
A journal has been best described, in my opinion, as a canvas for your unspoken soul.
There are various types of journals, each serving their purpose. A journal can be a form of self-therapy in the sense that opinions, thoughts, and even bursts of creativity are released. A journal can reveal things about you that you did not know you possessed or feelings you've bottled up inside.

What do I write in my journal?
Anything and everything. I worried at first what to write about, but as soon as my pen touched the paper, the words flowed with the ink as if it were natural.
Journals come in all sizes, page numbers, colors, patterns, you name it.
I have both the journal above and a leather-bound journal from a culture shop for anything that inspires me poetically. That I specifically write in outdoors as nature is the world's masterpiece, in my opinion.

What about the fear of being found?
If you hide the journal in a safe place, it should not be found.
Sometimes, however, we subconsciously place something in a place so that it can be found.
This depends on the type of journal you want to write and if you're trying to spread a message.

Journals are only meant for little children or angst-filled teens.
Not at all. I've discussed this with various people and none agree that only those ages should write in a journal.
Sure, when you're young journals may have little locks and cute pictures such as Unicorns and Kitties on them, and even skulls with bows etc for teens, but that's only to entice the child/teen to begin writing. You are never too young or too old to write.

I don't think I'll hardly write in mine.
A journal does not and perhaps should not be written in everyday. Not everyone's thoughts need reflecting everyday. If the journal is for poetry or events, for example, there may not be anything to jot down.
Sometimes I'd go weeks without writing anything.

Writing feels foreign like I'm talking to a stranger.
Remember: A journal is an extension of yourself, so treat one as such.
You need not title each entry with "Dear Journal/Diary", though I do suggest putting at least the month and year of the entry in case you find or look at it later on. Some people create names for their journals. It really is up to you.
You are the creator of everything that is contained in the journal. You decide how comfortable you are or aren't when writing. Don't hold back. There are no grammar police. The ink does not have to be perfectly aligned to the page. Just write. Write, write, write!




This first journal entry may not be viewed very often, if at all. I just know that when I would search about starting a journal, most sites did not help me at all. My intentions were simply to be informative and personable at the same time. I'll let you decide for yourself whether or not I've succeeded :)