I moved in January. I love it here. I relocated from Marin county, an area I borderline despised due to the feel of entitlement that emanated from most denizens, to Austin, Tx. As soon as I arrived, I felt like I was home. My husband and I chose where we lived, which was not the case in Marin, a house owned by his father, and while a beautiful house, was never home. We hated our neighbors on one side who lied, stole, and declared themselves 'the good neighbors' (a direct quote, mind you) after t
I gripe regularly about my disability. I try not to whine about the pain, as it would be all I talk about, but the disability itself, I'm pretty open about. I'll cover it again, though.
I have Ehler Danlos type 3, also known as hypermobility type. It's not the kind that will cause me to drop dead, luckily. It does cause me a lot of pain and discomfort. It also causes this:
Like my nails? Teehee. All my joints do that, but it's most obvious in my hands. Anyways, I recently got a new presc
Or rather, my cat found a thing. Luckily my 85 pound (36ish kg) dog is really protective of small animals, and saved it. We have not washed it. Rather, it's covered in dog slime. Yippee. I figure at this point it doesn't need to be traumatized any further by washing it. Husband Horse has gone to whole foods to get it some goat milk, the recommended diet for a critter that size. I don't have high hopes of it living. It doesn't seem to be injured, but with something that size, you never know. If
Not the forums. Besides, announcing my departure in that way isn't my style. Nor my staff position, though my current member title contradicts that. Since February Husband Horse and I have been working on moving to Texas from California. Aside from several months abroad, we've both lived here our whole lives. Now we're moving not only halfway across the country, but away from our parents. Now, being that we're grown ass adults, you'd think this would be no big deal. This turns out to be the exac
It's my two year wedding anniversary today! Yay! So, Husband, @, Brother In Law, Brother In Law's girlfriend who is far too good for Brother in Law and I are all going out (further) into the wood to make some gluten free smores, get eaten by bugs, and do other...camping things. Only overnight, but I'm excited!
But why camping? Well, camping is a hell of a lot cheaper than a hotel. I actually was the one who suggested that we go sleep in the theoretical wild, and I suppose since it's only 10
Can you tell I've been listening to too much Blue October recently?
I've talked before about medical issues I've had in the past, and while I've never been afraid of needles (too many piercings and tattoos as proof), I'm terrified of having IVs done. Having had large quantities of blood replaced in my body by outside sources has made me extremely squeamish when it comes to having my veins punctured, even just having blood drawn was horrifying. So much so that I've had PTSD nightmares many a
Soooo yesterday morning at around 6am I woke up because the back of my hand was itching. This is in no way abnormal, so I popped a short acting allergy pill and went back to sleep. When I woke up, I had a gnarly rash on the back of my hand. Hives are in no way unusual for me, but they are generally tiny bumps, and not big red patches. The night before was a lazy day since that night I needed to pick up some family at the airport, and I came into contact with nothing that would normally set me of
I make plushes, and I love it, but I don't see myself as being an artist. To me, I'm using someone else's pattern, and while it's hugely edited from the original pattern, the credit still belongs to someone else. I see sewing from someone else's pattern to be more along the logical than artistic side, as I am following someone else's directions to put together an end product. I guess that's why I've gotten really good at putting Ikea furniture together.
No matter what though, crafting someth
I'm currently working on a Rarity plush, and so far she looks amazing. There's one issue: Even though I wear gloves during the process, white picks up every speck of dust in the room, and collects oil faster than the bottom of a McDonald's fry container, which had been stressing me out like mad, since Rarity is white, not a drab off-white gross...thing. Considering how many of us in the fandom have white plushies, I figured I would pass the word along.
After pouring over the internet hoping
Dumb cat is home! And at the rate that he's costing us, he better start shitting gold. Like yesterday.
Sigh. At least he's home. And alive. And some bank exec is making a very nice living off the credit we've used saving Dumb Ass's life. He's also got these stylin' bald spots on his legs where they did ...vet things. He also gets special (expensive) food from now on. Lucky him. He will forever be fed in the crate of shame.
Where's my special food? I want special food.
I think this week ju
I made a blog before about my cat, and how he had a gaping hole in his leg that I have no idea how he got it. That recovered fine, he walks with a mild limp occasionally. Anyways, about a week back he was acting funny, so he got put on antibiotics because he had a fever. Then today I noticed he was laying on the floor under my sewing desk, a place he only inhabits if I'm working.
I approached him, and he shied away from me, something he never does because I'm his favorite person in the whole
I'm poor. People in their 20s generally (but not always) are. So I figured I could pass along my money saving secrets for the girls (or guys!) of the forums. I make a lot of stuff from home, especially beauty products. So here's my recipe for homemade shower scrub:
Coconut oil (virgin, unbleached, uncooked)
Granulated white sugar
1 whole citrus fruit
Several heaping spoonfuls of honey
Vanilla extract for smell
If it needs it, melt the coconut oil. Do not put it in the microwave or i
So last year about this time I wrote a blog post about myself. I s'pose it's time for an update.
Thanks to a suggestion from Wingnut's awesome roommate, I've begun making plushies. It's been a slow start, and a long process, but I'm starting to get good. Right now there are only two pieces, but the third is almost finished. I'm really excited about it. I started sewing when I was a kid, because my family was poor. Like really, really poor. The only way that my brother and I would be able to
Story time, kiddos
Approaching Christmas 2011 I got an invite from this guy I was dating. He was nice and cute, if somewhat goofy. He asked me to come over for Christmas Eve, which I accepted. He hadn't told me that in Germany it was the norm to have the full Christmas celebration on Christmas Eve. I brought flowers and severely under dressed. Him, his brother, sister and mom all got me fairly nice gifts. I was rather embarrassed, and a little pissed at the guy. That night he called me his g
This is Stupid Hypnos. He's an indoor cat, and he somehow managed to get his leg sliced open. He's super sweet, but a couple tacos short of a combo plate. Anyways, we went to visit the scary lady that always gives him shots, and had to be put out to have his leg stapled shut. You can kind of see the wound in the picture. Needless to say, Stupid isn't very happy right now. Poor Stupid.
The staples come out in about a week, but until then he's slightly drugged, and limping bad. He's just so
We're having a campout tonight, me and my husband. An alternate title for the entry could also be called the very very very very very very long weekend. Srsly, it was bad.
It starts Friday morning, rising at 8am. I generally get up around noon, so that in itself was a feat. Got all our stuff packed and left the house. We drove an our north to pick up my hubby's best friend, and then back south, down the 101 freeway towards Santa Barbara. Drove about 5 hours, and dropped off the said friend (
So, this time last year, I was getting dolled up for a fancy shindig in my honor. I donned a pretty white number with Swarovski crystals adorned with a wine colored sash. I made a binding legal contract with some dude I had been shacked up with for a couple years.
This morning the same some dude fed me breakfast in shower. It was delightful.
Anyways, it's my one year wedding anniversary. May we have 50 more just as happy as this one.
29 years ago today the most important person in my life was born. My husband's birthday is today, which means we've almost been married for a year. This time last year we were scrabbling to organize a wedding we didn't want, and while it was stressful, I'm glad we got to spend it with the people we love.
I'm the luckiest woman alive. I get to live with my best friend, my glorious lover, my husband, my world.
Happiest of birthdays to him, and may his birthday night be ...unmentionable. :c
Chick problems within, you have been warned.
For those who are reading and don't know, I got married last August. This night before my wedding my step mother-in-law, who is extremely blunt, said to me that my biological clock is ticking. I'm aware of this. I turned 29 last month, and with all of my medical issues, I've been repeatedly told by doctors as well. Apparently, once I turn 30 my ovaries will fall out or something.
My father-in-law has also hinted that he thought we were alr
Hoping to see knickers were you? Naughty.
Anyways, I painted about half of it. You can see where I stopped at the top, because I am a tiny person. All it needs now is the floor (yes, that is concrete), to be wired, and furniture. Yay!
I'm visiting some relatives right now in Southern California, and we couldn't have picked a better (or worse) time to come down. It's beautiful right now, with all the plants in bloom. Particularly the fruit trees that aforementioned relatives own. I ate peaches fresh off the tree for dinner. They were amazing. Also, allergies.
Anyways, I got a picture of a solar pillar, which is an amazing atmospheric phenomenon, and apparently fairly rare. Unfortunately, I only had my phone on me, so it do
My husband and I are having our house worked on. About 1/3 of it is being redone, and while I'm incredibly excited about it, there's one part that I absolutely hate.
This. Room. Is. Too. Big. I call it the extrovert room, and while it also encompasses the kitchen, it's just a monster of a room. And so to mollify me, I get to choose the colors. Sort of. Keeping others in mind, I chose three blues that looked fairly light. The fourth I was thinking would be the master bedroom color, but I think
My husband is pretty stressed right now. We're broke, and that's causing him a lot of anxiety. His business isn't going great either. People seem to have a lot of "helpful ideas" for him that are anything but. He's also kind of freaked out because my birthday is coming up, and he likes to do nice things for me. I appreciate that, but even more I appreciate him. Stuff is nice. Things are great, but I care far more about his mental wellbeing than another pony toy, new clothes, new arrows for my bo
I'm having kind of a lousy day, but I came across this, and thought it might be fun to share.
I'm working on a young adult novel at the moment, and read popular books from the genre as research...Including...yes...Twilight.
And then to torture myself more, I watched the first two movies.
Apparently there's a whole youtube channel devoted to this guys work, but he does lip readings of movies. He recently released one for Twilight 3 or whatever the hell it's called.