Another brief interuption...

So that lasted a few hours at least. I do have more duck story to tell. Eventually. But babies are way too cute to pass up.

A Brief Interlude...

The story will continue shortly but I just had to make a brief interruption to post some of these adorable pictures of my cousin's new baby. She's so adorable you could scream.
That's the little baby and my dad. How cute are they?

Little baby and her grandfather, my uncle. They look like quite a pair.
I love her fingers in this one. She looks like a little marsupial or something.

That's all for now. I can't promise I won't post more later. In fact, I probably will.

The Crush

I am famous among my group of friends for how many crushes I get every month. I've spent the past two weeks without any real crush and it's been a VERY weird feeling for me. It's just not normal for me. AND not only do I have crushes all the time I tend to have long-lasting crushes because generally I'm way too chickenshit to act on them. The longest crush I've ever had was probably several years. To be honest I have a very long crush (several years) I've never quite been able to give up on. It flares up every couple months...and drives me a little bit insane. But that's boys for you.
I've always loved a new crush. They're so exciting. All the excitement and possibility that you feel just bubbles up until you're smiling and making bad jokes. Or at least I am. I'm kind of a wear it on my sleeve gal with regard to my feelings. But right now it feels kind of nice to not be burned down by a crush because more often than not that's all my crushes ever end up being. Crushes with no follow through. The few relationships I've had have been the result of a suitable guy appearing in the general vicinity and taking a fancy to me. I met my first boyfriend in the waiting room of the local hospital at 12 o'clock in the morning. That sort of describes my life as it relates to boys. When I talk about it, I generally say that relationships tend to fall on me.

Crazy Relationships -- What it means to be Challenged

I've always loved the idea of a relationship that's more than just compatability. I grew up as a fighter. My mother and I spent the better part of my high school years in constant argument. My father takes an attitude toward fighting as if it's normal conversation. It's probably not healthy but it's part of who I am at this point.
I would never want to be with someone who would be afraid to throw it back in my face when I'm being stupid and/or hypocritical. My best friend is like that. He doesn't even let me get in more than one stupid sentence before he cuts me off with a long speech about why I'm wrong and stupid and how that's not how something goes. Sometimes it pisses me off. Most of the time. But despite that he's usually right.
He's always said that I should be with someone who'll adore me completely, the yin to my loud, silly, slightly neurotic yang. Sometimes I agree that this would be the best thing as a long-term solution. But right now I want that kind of passionate love you get with someone who annoys you more than you can possibly imagines sometimes but also holds you close and tells you their deepest fears. Maybe I'm just crazy. But I don't think I could be with someone who didn't challenge me. I need someone who's not going to be anyone less than the best version of myself.

Some Thoughts on Love

Everyone knows that one couple that is absolutely perfect. They love each other to pieces. They finish each other's sentences. Part of me hates that couple. Part of me loves how amazing they are...that closeness. I went through a pretty horrible breakup a couple months ago. Since then I've cried a lot, made some horrible boy decisions, and tried to rebuild my life up from the bottom. It's unbelievably excruciating to have your heart broken in two. But I finally am starting to feel ok.
I used I wanted to be in that perfect couple, the annoying cute one that makes single friends want to puke. But now I think I don't want that. I want something that challenges me. I want that true passionate wacky love that doesn't make sense.
But still I want that connection that two people on the same level have. It's the kind of thing that I thought only existed in movies and books and that now I'm really really hoping exists in real life. Because maybe I'm ready now...maybe. Maybe I want the perfect couple to be true. Because we ALL need something to believe in.

A Beginning

There are six members of my little gang of devil ducks, as I call them. They're named after various people. There are three girls and three boys (a la Coupling, my favorite sitcom). Here they are.Pete is named after my dad's best friend. He's the best almost uncle a girl could ever ask for.
Rodney is named after my favorite character from one of my favorite shows, Stargate Atlantis. On the show, Rodney is a total pain in the ass and very selfish. He's also one of the most brilliant minds in the world and he routinely saves everyone from an imminent death. He's also pretty cute. I should hate him because he's a boorish lout but any boy who is that smart and into astrophysics turns me on to no end. (Admission: I'm a huge particle physics nerd. It's weird; I know. Especially because I never even took physics in school.)
This is Beckett. I know his name is hard to see but you try getting a picture of yellow pen to appear clearly without a manual focus camera. Beckett is named after two people. One is another character from Stargate Atlantis, the sweet Scottish doctor. The other person he's named after is the playwright Beckett because I have to think that any story written about miniature duck toys would totally be up Beckett's alley.

Kelley is named after a friend of mine who loves the color green. She's sweet and incredibly punky in this totally awesome way. She also loves chick lit and vampire novels.
Becca is named after my slightly neurotic but completely wonderful best friend. She's pretty much the best person I've ever met and she has the biggest heart of anyone I know.
Allison is another friend, also a great reader. She is one of the funniest and most wonderful people I've met in a long time. She's really good at finding things to amuse me during the work day.

The real people these characters are named after have nothing to do with the story of the Evils...they were just inspirations. The story is fictional.

I hope you'll follow along with the adventures of the evils!

The Origin of Little Devil

This blog will be many things. Mainly it's a story. In pictures. About little plastic duck toys that are also devils. Yeah. It's awesome. It's also my story. My thoughts. My musings on all the things I will go into in the story. I can't really tell you what it will be. That's kind of the point.