OmahaNebraska

I am shocked that this page still gets visits, comments, notes, and favorites.  WOW!

I still check in occassionally but I have not posted in ... years?  

If you wanna keep up with me follow me on IG:  www.instagram.com/southoh/

If you wanna say hey here, that's cool too.


You guys are great.  

I never check in around here.

I always forget.

A lot has changed, like, I grew tentacles and lost my hands.

It's all good, kind of irritating not having opposable thumbs but the suction cups are kind of neat.

Last update was supposed to be happy but everyone took it as a bummer,

so let me tell you

my life? Fucking awesome.



I reshaved the side of my head, my poor cowboy baby has to take my crazy ass to the country bars like that LOL



So yeah, EAT THAT WORLD.  I'm kickin' ass and takin' names and doing whatever the hell I please and it's freaking sweet, dude, and about time.

After being here for 8 years, I sort of compulsively use it as a diary.

Don't really care if people do or don't read it, though it's always nice to touch base with old friends who haven't migrated to my facebook.

Last few weeks has been a rollercoaster.

My relationship with my Husband is done, we were together for 8 years, married for 2 months, then seperated. It was a very hard choice to make, but when my safety became a concern I just had to go. So I did, and about 2 weeks ago I called it off for good, and we started the divorce papers.

I've been getting a lot of "I'm so Sorry" type of things from friends and family, and honestly, I am NOT sorry or sad.

I was naive to think things had changed, I wanted to be a wife and have someone to care for, I enjoyed playing home maker, I wanted kids, and the whole nine yards, and while he thought he did, he really .... REALLY .... didn't.

But it's okay, I'm doing absolutely amazing. I really, truly am.

I thought I knew what love was, what happiness was, but I didn't, I know that now.

I'm dating someone new, he's a sweet little cowboy, a professional bull rider, a former marine, a fire-fighter and EMT in training, a pilot in training, a million amazing crazy daring brave things all wrapped into one ... but still sweet enough to send me my favorite flowers, red tulips, and crochet lace, and spend hours trying to fix my broken heart.

I'm going to go back to school and finish up my two degrees, then maybe pursue a third. We're going to go get ourselves a town home and try and start a proper life.

And if it fails, it fails, but I already have so many beautiful memories that I don't care if my heart gets broken at this point.

So that's what I'm up to. I'm going to make some art for him. Of him. Of us.

I think I'll share some soon.

I miss y'all, but wow, life is just to complicated for the internet stuff right now.

Despite the fact that a lot of my favorite deviants have left, I just can't let this place go.

So I've applied to be the gallery moderator for Photography > Darkroom.

I've given a lot of my heart and soul to deviantArt, and It would be my privilege.


I will stay out of all the politics of it, and concentrate on education.

I would love to see some of our darkroom photographers come back, and to help those interested in the medium to get started.

So, guys, How is life?