Joint Entry - Happiness Fridays

TATTOOSSSSSS

Ok guys, We LOVE tattoos. We love getting tattoos, looking at tattoos, designing tattoos, everything.
This weekend we got our twin tattoos. The text is Russian for Twin and is a testament to out heritage and in honor of our grandmother who died this weekend. Ty's is first and on his right forearm. Kaz's is second and on the top of her right calf.

SORRY!

So, as you have noticed, there has been no posts! Well, I blame laziness and sickness and all kinds of negative energy for that. So for this Make-Up post I will introduce us! First of all, this is us:

we are a silly twosome. We enjoy much of the same hobbies and music and all that stuff. Although we are not identical or even conceived at the same times, we are born on the same day and have many other twin like traits.

LET WIKI EXPLAIN

Superfetation (also spelt superfoetation - see fetus) is the simultaneous occurrence of more than one stage of developing embryo in the same animal. In mammals it manifests as the formation of a fetus from a different menstrual cycle while another embryo is already present in the uterus. When there are two separate instances of fertilisation during the same cycle, it is known as superfecundation.

END WIKI

In Ty and myself's case I was actually conceived a full month before Ty. Ty was having some complications and as a result he was removed from the womb the same day as myself. The real crazy part is I was actually part of a identical twin duo for a few months. My twin was taken back into the lining and used to sustain us. Crazy eh?

Now, we have always got along, and always did generally the same things. Choir, Soccer, Video Games and Writing. Now we have varied on who was more successful at these hobbies. (Ty my superior at Video games. I started writing much earlier). For the longest time we didn't even look related, the idea that we were twins was quite farfetched.

This blog will show some of our similarities and some of our differences. I hope that you enjoy the experience with us.

Kaz's Entry - Things that make me happy

Things that make me happy? Gumballs. Do you remember going to the store and begging your mother or father for a quarter to get a gumball out of the machine? Yeah so do I. Trips to town were so rare growing up in a little village with 3 other siblings. I remember secretly wishing for a blue one with every turn. Or a green one. I don't think they had fancy flavors back then, but colours made all the difference to me. I'm sure they did for you too. The bright colours, the smell of baseball and summer, there are so many reasons why these candies have such a place in my heart.

Kaz's Entry - Things that make me Happy

Timbit's hockey.

Now, I confess this adorable thing has really only been in my heart since meeting one Nathan whom I've dated now for 3 and a half years. He loves hockey and because of that, I've come to love it too. Timbit's hockey is the first time little future NHL'ers will touch the ice with gear on (usually). Ages 5 or so they arrive at the rink with all of their gear on except for their skates. This makes for some adorable little waddling and stories of being dressed on the way to the rink in the backseat of a van or the side seat of a pick up truck.

These little guys play what we like to call "swarm hockey" positions don't really matter, all that matters is puck. Touching the puck is your only goal. Only goal. This makes for some heart attack inducing cuteness as you watch 10 little specs on the ice all chase after this piece of hard cold rubber. Once the lucky guy reaches the puck they take that mini stick of theirs and hit it as hard as they can, knocking themselves and anyone close over onto their bottoms. They all get up in time to watch the second wave reach the puck and fall over and they get the puck again.

Now, once they get close enough to the goalie to be within scoring distance that little boy inside all that padding is probably so excited to be in the game and have that puck so close it's a miracle he can stand. I mean, all that padding and that use stick and weird gloves. It makes for some squeeing on my part. This is the guy that had to be placed on the ice by a coach because he cant bend his knees enough to do it himself. However, that puck gets closer and closer and once it's close enough it pounces on it. In this all or nothing move it really comes down to luck as to whether or not he even gets the puck. If he does, the benches erupt with cheering and if he doesn't the benches erupt with cheering.

The smiles that you see on the faces of these small children are the same smiles you'll see on the faces of hockey players who are the lucky ones who still play this game they love and will always love.

Ty's Entry - WoW Wens. Onyxia Strats

WOW
Hey everyone, Ty-Kie here, helping you guys out with the 10 man Onyxia raid. This is a strat I use(d) when I was an officer in my old guild, this is by no means perfect.
Onyxia Raid 10 man
Group make up:
-3 healers (2 for tanks 1 on raid, this can be done with 2 awesome healers if you need more DPS)
-2 tanks (35k+ HP raid buffed, this is not a problem for most tanks)
-5 DPS (2 melee, 3 range, this can be switched around as needed or what’s available)

Getting started:
So you’ve got your group together and everyone’s buffed up and ready to go. Now what? Well for those older raiders this wont be a problem. Clear the few trash mobs, this can be solo tanked. These mobs will put a stacking magic debuff and can be cleansed. The last trash mob can be skipped because he’s in a corner... for bad things that he did I’m sure.

Phase 1:
Phase one is the exact same as the level 60 raid encounter. Have your main tank take Onyxia to the opposite side of the room, there shouldn’t be any DPS on Ony until she’s in position, and the tank has aggro, failure to understand that is one of the reasons this wipes before it really even starts. Once everything is in order have the DPS start on Ony, stacking at the sides, not the front, or the back. If you want your DPS to either pull tons of adds or die by cleave... by all means giv’er. Once you get Ony down far enough she’ll run back to the entrance and fly up into the air, starting Phase 2.

Phase 2:
Now here’s where things get different. Instead of Ony just flying around, doing Deep Breath, adds are spawned, these must tanked with Melee bringing it down. These adds will do a flame strike that only the tank will survive, if you start getting more than one add at a time, pull a ranged to help kill it. Also, many whelps will spawn, handle it via tank with AoE taunting, such as Death and Decay or Concencration, how ever you spell it. Now, ranged DPS are gonna stay on Ony. They’ve got the easy part... freaking ranged DPS... Watch out for the deep breaths, if everyone avoids them, you’ll get an achievement called ‘She Deep Breaths More’, because as it implies, she deeps breaths... more... Again, once you’ve done enough damage to her, she’ll come back down and Phase 3 will start, she’s almost dead now... but here is where you’ll find your failures and awesomes.

Phase 3:
Onyxia has landed! OH NIT’s just like phase 1 with a little twist. Before you re-engage Ony, kill off any remaining adds, whelps and ‘big guys’, because theses guys will help you whip your raid instead of switching to help you kill Ony, this has been tested... I’ve done it for you... don’t repeat my mistake. So, Ony now has a Fear, it lasts about 3 seconds so the tremor totem wont be a whole lot of help here. Have the main tank take Ony back to the same position as in Phase 1, again don’t let anyone but the tank be in front of Ony, and the DPS should stack on the sides. This is now a DPS fight, just keep bringing her back to the same spot after every fear and use Heroism or Blood lust to quicken her demise.

Once she’s dead all you gotta do is /loot and split accordingly.

Kaz Entry - Hobbies - Cooking

For my entry today here is what I cooked for Chrsitmas! It was yummy.

Christmas Supper

-Mains-
Turkey: 
Apple Glaze 
-½ cup apple jelly
½ teaspoon ground cinnamon
¼-½ teaspoon ground red pepper
½ teaspoon salt

Apple Sausage Stuffing
1potato,
1 apple
1 onion, 
2 apple sausage, 
summer savoury, 
1 box stuffing mix, 
bread crumbs

-Ham
1 cup (250 mL) brown sugar
2/3 cup (150 mL) orange juice
1/3 cup (75 mL) honey
2 tbsp (30 mL) Dijon mustard
2 tsp (10 mL) grated orange zest

-Sides-

Sweet Potato (mashed)
-butter
-all spice
-brown sugar

Potato (mashed)
-butter
-milk
-salt

Baby Carrots
-butter
-garlic

Potato Salad
1 cup mayonnaise
1 cup sour cream
2 tbsp red wine vinegar
2 tbsp chives, chopped
1 tsp dijon mustard
2 cloves garlic, minced
1/3 cup Parmesan cheese, grated
6 slices Bacon, crumbled (about 1/3 cup)
pinch cayenne pepper
salt and pepper
10 medium red potatoes, washed and not peeled

Broccoli, String Beans

-Rolls

-Desserts-
Apple Upside down cake-
-apples, cake mix
-Pumpkin Pie


-Condiments-
Cranberry Sause
Beets
Pickles

Kaz's Entry

Here is my current favourite bit of writing from my new story. It's up on fictionpress http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2747954/1/Venefica and on my otherblog kazilasinkwell.blogspot.com

All you need to know is that Antero and Olier are twins, for everything else, you'll just have to read. ;) 


Antero entered his and Olier's room at the Inn as quietly as he could, and he would have gone unnoticed if Olier had actually been asleep. As he kicked off his shoes and got in bed, Olier jumped on him.

“Stealing away in the middle of the night and not including me?” Olier laughed, playfully punching his brother in the sides. Antero laughed and pushed his brother off of him to the floor. “Did she even answer the door?”

“Yes Olli she did.” Antero sighed, rolling on his back as Olier sat on his bed. “We talked.”

“And.” Antero raised his eyebrows accentuating his eagerness.

“And then we fucked like rabbits for the other 9 minutes I was there.” Antero sighed.

“Of course, and angels sang as you reached orgasm.” Olier laughed laying down in his bed. The twins laughed. Olier looked over at his twin. “She didn't have any answers for you did she?”

“None.” Antero whispered. He looked over at his twin. “We did hug though.”

“Oh really?!” Olier exclaimed. “So I can start calling her sister then.”

Antero answered by throwing his pillow at his brother who caught it with a laugh then placed it under his head. Antero made a face. “Give it back now Olli.” Olier shook his head and faced the otehr direction. “Olli.” Antero warned, another shake. “Fine.” Antero launched himself at his twin, knocking him off the bed. The twins laughed and threw some punches. While the people in the room below them used their own pillows to cover their heads.

Kaz's Entry - Family Memories Road Trips

I was raised on road trips. I was quite used to waking up and not knowing what part of our little province I was in. I loved it, It made me patient, self reliant for entertainment but most of all, it made me love my home province.

I know it was my Dad's love of driving that I have to thank for these trips of ours. My mothers love of birds and seeing her children happy and experiencing life. I remember beaches in September, parks in the middle of August, the heat so intense that the bugs couldn't stop whining. Most of all, I remember falling asleep, as funny as that sounds. I remember waking up and having my big brother's sweater over me. He was always looking out for us.

In my future there will be road trips for my children. Taking them to waterfalls that no one else knows about, to beaches that are filled with shells because no one goes there. I will be skilled in the art of wrapping a child up in their blanket as they sleep and taking them out to the vehicle. Their grandfather will be stealing them to take them to his favourite places.

I love my province. Roads that go on forever, full of turns and hills. Huge cliffs and an ocean filled with cold salty water.

Kaz's Entry - Things that make me happy

As it is the First of January I will post my first entry. I think Every Monday I will post something that makes me happy. Today will be Flowers.

I adore flowers, there is a simple joy I get from their bright colours and simple smells and deeper meanings.

• For new births or Christenings
• As a corsage or boutonniere to be worn at social functions or for holidays
• As tokens of love or esteem
• For wedding flowers for the bridal party, and decorations for the hall
• As brightening decorations within the home
• As a gift of remembrance for bon voyage parties, welcome home parties, and "thinking of you" gifts
• For funeral flowers and expressions of sympathy for the grieving
• For worshiping goddesses. in Hindu culture it is very common to bring flowers as a gift to temples.