tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87230888284529592302024-02-02T00:29:05.181-08:00Could Be Anny-BodyA few recipes, a few sewing projects, a little bit of casual gaming, and a little bit of INFJ rambling.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-63420094413853400272014-08-03T20:04:00.001-07:002014-08-03T20:08:04.267-07:00Movie MapA little bit of random geekery today. I am recovering from an ear infection, and for 2 days all I could do was sit around and watch movies. When I realized that each movie shared an actor with another movie, they began to chain together. Here's what happened afterward.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-P7BA2_c_ONmPvQTtsU0wJ066xPkJWv83qGnrJojp8hWvknyDpKGf5Iz9UYN_YJwN6y9iXNElDdxYjX509mBY47aRL5Zz68PdKjIMFgHkoZDfroOVqp8mKxvkAzyQLEP2b14xL6CJv5c6/s1600/moviemap2014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-P7BA2_c_ONmPvQTtsU0wJ066xPkJWv83qGnrJojp8hWvknyDpKGf5Iz9UYN_YJwN6y9iXNElDdxYjX509mBY47aRL5Zz68PdKjIMFgHkoZDfroOVqp8mKxvkAzyQLEP2b14xL6CJv5c6/s1600/moviemap2014.jpg" height="640" width="480" /></a></div>
It's kinda a horrible picture, but the only movie I haven't connected yet is Cowboys and Aliens. We have several movies that I could connect it with, but I haven't watched them yet. It will probably be Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade for that one, connecting Sean Connery from Robin Hood to Harrison Ford.<br />
<br />
I accidentally connected Legend of Korra in there with Dante Basco, who is Rufio in Hook. I also didn't realize until I was watching Robin Hood that the Sheriff's cousin, Guy, is also Armand from The Count of Monte Cristo. I had connected that one in through Richard Harris (Count=Priest, HP=Dumbledore).<br />
<br />
Return of the King gets me all sorts of connections now, and I can pretty well watch any other movie on our movie rack and it will still tie in somehow.<br />
<br />
<span style="color: #666666;">EDIT: I feel the need to note that I am almost fully recovered from the ear infection. This took place last weekend and even then I only watched 5 or 6 movies over 3 days. The rest of them have been tossed in over the last week.</span>The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-71054394038735297902014-07-30T04:00:00.000-07:002014-07-30T04:00:01.516-07:00Project - 55GThis is what Sister has been calling it. 55G - Steam-Stilt Girl. She was going to wear it with a pair of stilts.<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTuaLJZKmR7poDGr_7jbzlrbbddRvouV6qtXMktP_3vwEXpx8HOtSWiOj6pCuWckvdJ_B7AiQwFgNrXsj68b_jy2-WOX7TkA7mvv3c9H3bFh5oLUiiFVT9F7AozhY3LvsB1fPx2oONcTz/s1600/IMG_7727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTuaLJZKmR7poDGr_7jbzlrbbddRvouV6qtXMktP_3vwEXpx8HOtSWiOj6pCuWckvdJ_B7AiQwFgNrXsj68b_jy2-WOX7TkA7mvv3c9H3bFh5oLUiiFVT9F7AozhY3LvsB1fPx2oONcTz/s1600/IMG_7727.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The bloomers. She's actually wearing the stilts in this one.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-CsKCsBjC0NskHxwVaaVAbTX6P0_im8AT7Ceyi1i1Fh0Ry3ZUCl4kM2HxVEs16ybyh_r37RHT5JD-S5lINnk1pNdHl04h1-s8iOLyQcRAEv0PKx6uOJnlGRJcu3KAHalMXFFW8ulEEZWn/s1600/IMG_7730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-CsKCsBjC0NskHxwVaaVAbTX6P0_im8AT7Ceyi1i1Fh0Ry3ZUCl4kM2HxVEs16ybyh_r37RHT5JD-S5lINnk1pNdHl04h1-s8iOLyQcRAEv0PKx6uOJnlGRJcu3KAHalMXFFW8ulEEZWn/s1600/IMG_7730.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The back of the "corset" and the bustle. I had a lot of fun<br />with the bustle!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr-JejhVwmaBxzPbKjMt2CX9V1UdF2MYsR55Dt7wzYk4Vs3BxpGWeCejgJoKY-oK87c6XNXZGJbHrdowT-2VXioPUYeRBy02mL4DlKyQRKunVFSpHHteqINS9pmtZSQ4pArrAK3PnrQWd3/s1600/IMG_7732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr-JejhVwmaBxzPbKjMt2CX9V1UdF2MYsR55Dt7wzYk4Vs3BxpGWeCejgJoKY-oK87c6XNXZGJbHrdowT-2VXioPUYeRBy02mL4DlKyQRKunVFSpHHteqINS9pmtZSQ4pArrAK3PnrQWd3/s1600/IMG_7732.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The front of the whole thing.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitPrvlnGKI2a3Z7cQxO6jspdV2VuetJXsr6q6mkniLFc1XbHJSa8KOt9ZzuwXxJepZLMx9ImEDKmQifaapahT05oNmFbFs4GR0-ey6CTtcnMO96Xq8nRqloIBbbggaDCkZQmA6IaeU9eiR/s1600/IMG_7736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitPrvlnGKI2a3Z7cQxO6jspdV2VuetJXsr6q6mkniLFc1XbHJSa8KOt9ZzuwXxJepZLMx9ImEDKmQifaapahT05oNmFbFs4GR0-ey6CTtcnMO96Xq8nRqloIBbbggaDCkZQmA6IaeU9eiR/s1600/IMG_7736.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"This isn't a real corset! I can still move in this! Thanks, Anny!"</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
The word fabric is some sort of canvas from Hobby Lobby, the bloomers and blouse are from muslin, and the skirt is black broadcloth. No process pictures here, since I wasn't really set up for that sort of thing. My sewing machine was in the dark office at the time.<br />
<br />
And I think that's all I've got in the project buffer for now... Though maybe by this point (my posts are scheduled) I'll have some other projects done and ready to post.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-32228215647944756802014-07-23T04:00:00.000-07:002014-07-23T04:00:02.259-07:00Project - Gandalf!My super-awesome cousin decided he wanted to be Gandalf for the Renaissance festival this year. Backing up some, last year we were taking care of Isaac and his brothers while my grandmother was in the hospital. We took them to the festival with us, and they all loved it. Isaac wanted to go again this year, and he asked me on the way home LAST year if I could make him a Gandalf costume this year. I was all over that, and he loved it.<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdFP0fveH1Wu_gtcBMbY-wBaZomJaXqsVryUfmjC9CrkYgopaZ6OMD_UbHYeyx98P3EVUiAXrcw3i5Iq35HM7WBGjoBsFEGfaoBvzo7LkV2KQ52UEmdDQTPbT4OKKD1We4cY_NekFwXXL8/s1600/20140514_064813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdFP0fveH1Wu_gtcBMbY-wBaZomJaXqsVryUfmjC9CrkYgopaZ6OMD_UbHYeyx98P3EVUiAXrcw3i5Iq35HM7WBGjoBsFEGfaoBvzo7LkV2KQ52UEmdDQTPbT4OKKD1We4cY_NekFwXXL8/s1600/20140514_064813.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As usual, Jayne was helping.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWbXHEJGMnK2Y1KYpNXCl0I0ntoYEBI8pQHxXPh1UjnEwguaAGOlSbLmQXpT94L7HebdXu7crSp-pIA6_A1jJfj1ecarEypxaZusyeI4SJBTXI0Y9J7dDngS0oXYcJ82XJH8n8I9sv0FFW/s1600/20140514_080025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWbXHEJGMnK2Y1KYpNXCl0I0ntoYEBI8pQHxXPh1UjnEwguaAGOlSbLmQXpT94L7HebdXu7crSp-pIA6_A1jJfj1ecarEypxaZusyeI4SJBTXI0Y9J7dDngS0oXYcJ82XJH8n8I9sv0FFW/s1600/20140514_080025.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The robe on its own.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHWufZ-IeVhcE-V80G8IFWLmdbzsRP-h4LXFJorxS7ULAASTZDKCdgkF2Oi64q5C1yi2duBkz7G92aKzARzwWjVg6DGg67hEjkYbEQGMtpHJ9b_ffsmlXeJMBtTYWWQA2nbxpwDjKxU8IO/s1600/20140514_221656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHWufZ-IeVhcE-V80G8IFWLmdbzsRP-h4LXFJorxS7ULAASTZDKCdgkF2Oi64q5C1yi2duBkz7G92aKzARzwWjVg6DGg67hEjkYbEQGMtpHJ9b_ffsmlXeJMBtTYWWQA2nbxpwDjKxU8IO/s1600/20140514_221656.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Robe, hat, and scarf. There's a grey wig stitched into the back of the hat<br />
for the long hair.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf7blC9UO_V4ENYycxMSJuHfQiM2dFrHdNnXJ6tZLKw5tXflGxDpROM8-b6mdokODEYxCzx72L_16BQywlw5qhe7R3RAUe-cPEkC9AUHIB0-uf3SBKrvVyaUD269MmQoQ4K9DqLCUjtHMi/s1600/IMG_8153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf7blC9UO_V4ENYycxMSJuHfQiM2dFrHdNnXJ6tZLKw5tXflGxDpROM8-b6mdokODEYxCzx72L_16BQywlw5qhe7R3RAUe-cPEkC9AUHIB0-uf3SBKrvVyaUD269MmQoQ4K9DqLCUjtHMi/s1600/IMG_8153.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look! A picture of someone wearing something I made!<br />
This was before we went in. The band around the beard was<br />
because the hair was falling out like crazy and getting everywhere.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKhDGz5aoYwSQ_9oO9V3ldi3jdHpHXK8qJt8nNlwjYkghaN3CBED4kAJITkdIkHwJi7-64IfN9aBZP7ohLQzf0bliK02kzX11ergDFnBC6_YtRpAOBvzKHRyY02_MAmygJe6lGFjtJLN8/s1600/IMG_8174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKhDGz5aoYwSQ_9oO9V3ldi3jdHpHXK8qJt8nNlwjYkghaN3CBED4kAJITkdIkHwJi7-64IfN9aBZP7ohLQzf0bliK02kzX11ergDFnBC6_YtRpAOBvzKHRyY02_MAmygJe6lGFjtJLN8/s1600/IMG_8174.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isaac had Quala thrown in jail this year for a whole list of reasons.<br />
He had to sing some Rush to get out.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP7tkhJ6yUkAGcHwFqV9g23KebbpFFinTopMj-Ppp1fHdOJPNJdDayGmyeUa94WUsiYe0xFU2BRWf-_W7nHDvjeajC6MGmWFp3sy2MHsiufW-VS1Z81oLwb9z-c63l0heOlYGfbh4QJTMQ/s1600/IMG_8175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP7tkhJ6yUkAGcHwFqV9g23KebbpFFinTopMj-Ppp1fHdOJPNJdDayGmyeUa94WUsiYe0xFU2BRWf-_W7nHDvjeajC6MGmWFp3sy2MHsiufW-VS1Z81oLwb9z-c63l0heOlYGfbh4QJTMQ/s1600/IMG_8175.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gloating.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
The robe was made of some really cheap grey fabric from Wal-Mart. The hat was out of felt with some wire run through the brim. The "staff" was a prop from my fairy costume a few years back, as was the leather belt. The scarf was some bargain-bin shiny silver stuff from Hancock's that I wish I had more of. None of the pictures show it, but there's also a small chainmaille bag on the belt that he's got his money in.<br />
<br />
As an added treat, have a picture of my sister and I in costume.<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzh37J0EJish6fhCNuwhuGCrGdBUJkcpIAx47JJubF8cZZ9HSGeDZNHf8JH4b6Gao2LgwTm8LCkYYCGyb5-LadhJhCqgkrHW6wlMdHqtXIwZvLKAGivE9TKdztbTbH9IImxpd7tRaKTGC1/s1600/w62pfanw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzh37J0EJish6fhCNuwhuGCrGdBUJkcpIAx47JJubF8cZZ9HSGeDZNHf8JH4b6Gao2LgwTm8LCkYYCGyb5-LadhJhCqgkrHW6wlMdHqtXIwZvLKAGivE9TKdztbTbH9IImxpd7tRaKTGC1/s1600/w62pfanw.bmp" height="320" width="253" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My patchwork corset, ridiculously long skirt, and too-many belts,<br />
and Sister's Halloween costume from last year. We're still not sure what she was.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
My corset is actually pieced together from upholstery sample books, and the skirt used to be a curtain. Sister's get-up was all fabric she purchased. Look for a post on that one next week.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-16333964409011070482014-07-16T04:00:00.000-07:002014-07-16T04:00:01.330-07:00Project - Underbust CorsetFor the festival, my sister's friend commissioned me for a corset. She came up and we spent a couple hours picking out fabric and going over the general construction, taking measurements, and communicating ideas. I put off the finish until very early on the day I had to deliver, so I didn't actually get a picture of the finished product. I'm not even sure she got to go to the festival, so I'm not sure it's been debuted yet. I've got to get better at photographing my things.<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIEkooUDugUuRlZe9lUlIuJ-LVjYaW5LXqXIL9HmZWxru8T54EL5SPYFIkkvZsCfsx6TWP6m-2YXPqKsWQfiwqUMJnXpHSglz7J_c6yPYrhX0j6IikJuUIoxu9XILmh4NtGh0YTxtEM18H/s1600/20140509_062707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIEkooUDugUuRlZe9lUlIuJ-LVjYaW5LXqXIL9HmZWxru8T54EL5SPYFIkkvZsCfsx6TWP6m-2YXPqKsWQfiwqUMJnXpHSglz7J_c6yPYrhX0j6IikJuUIoxu9XILmh4NtGh0YTxtEM18H/s1600/20140509_062707.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jayne, my trusty overseer. Please pardon the massive mess.<br />I was drafting this and about 4 other things at the same time.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6gOBhqLzP00ZYZur-0JT7ITC93YcPQm_vkG3EV0px7waAQr3xAvL1qLrDghyphenhyphenKLez7tRWdCW8FSSVsfnu-Oyp8r7Rm8yegRgsQbbzbEZoitCvat49bhEyV_X_v5fVJcciQb5ORF9Z-ITR3/s1600/20140506_072344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6gOBhqLzP00ZYZur-0JT7ITC93YcPQm_vkG3EV0px7waAQr3xAvL1qLrDghyphenhyphenKLez7tRWdCW8FSSVsfnu-Oyp8r7Rm8yegRgsQbbzbEZoitCvat49bhEyV_X_v5fVJcciQb5ORF9Z-ITR3/s1600/20140506_072344.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Side view, since this gets the most fabrics in one shot. This is pretty much<br />just the shell and the lining. No bones, no biding, no grommets, and no laces.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisv2L5xxMXJakWtTJKMgqBTsxgqBo9SSiBuPtjkRDgfiCKGix092F7lAlzz0tP6kJQtIv9zc4B0GIVdVi15tY-eeauatIuWeLtAIvKHMbAPrLQVtNKE2E8w7pQmnlLtUJifZSsPEYJ5crt/s1600/20140509_061720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisv2L5xxMXJakWtTJKMgqBTsxgqBo9SSiBuPtjkRDgfiCKGix092F7lAlzz0tP6kJQtIv9zc4B0GIVdVi15tY-eeauatIuWeLtAIvKHMbAPrLQVtNKE2E8w7pQmnlLtUJifZSsPEYJ5crt/s1600/20140509_061720.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And this is at about 4:00 the next morning. Various size knitting needles to<br />insert the grommets, and hammer and tools for setting them. This is right up<br />there with ruffles on the list of things that I hate.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
</tbody></table>
Made with all cotton/poly-cotton fabrics. I (obviously) didn't hand-bind this one since I was so pressed for time. It was still a lot of fun, and I hope that I get to see Sabrina wear it one day. Maybe I'll bother her about it some more...<br />
<br />The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-41638723645317070702014-07-09T04:00:00.000-07:002014-07-09T04:00:00.745-07:00Project - Saki Morimi of Eden of the EastGreetings, one and all! I promised some pictures of projects, and here's one I finished today. My sister is going to Tokyo in Tulsa this year and has asked for a Saki Morimi dress from Eden of the East: The King of Eden. Of course, I had to go and watch the entire show and both movies, but it was well worth it. Excellent series, I highly recommend it.<br />
<br />
And here it is! Well, 3-ish photos. I didn't take any of the drafting process...<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAOFvs8kVZmZrtWfk6NctnTFV-of_MJUM17B9vFSUHCCojP1XiSHuq5qjhf0F3jyWXmhOuxr3fNvER9-JcooAzWBmYQ7GbSbfpzTyZZ_MbXe_VcQFYMW58f0UN6MVjUDnbSLT3oXiIzItG/s1600/20140706_073624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAOFvs8kVZmZrtWfk6NctnTFV-of_MJUM17B9vFSUHCCojP1XiSHuq5qjhf0F3jyWXmhOuxr3fNvER9-JcooAzWBmYQ7GbSbfpzTyZZ_MbXe_VcQFYMW58f0UN6MVjUDnbSLT3oXiIzItG/s1600/20140706_073624.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was about 1 "day" of work. I watched some TV, ate some watermelon...<br />Generally just a lot of goofing off.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVix7AoI0tL6DZXVqrU9367tGQ3v1STo5KNy-oyjgLvZpllummjpYFfrqmp862HAgchiwT-DkTmzsum5xv-OTyz_Z8sBkZfVhEUfPl3amxQz_uVSiKWwmY0Dh8HEwHgbPLwbwZFXCFG5g7/s1600/20140706_075840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVix7AoI0tL6DZXVqrU9367tGQ3v1STo5KNy-oyjgLvZpllummjpYFfrqmp862HAgchiwT-DkTmzsum5xv-OTyz_Z8sBkZfVhEUfPl3amxQz_uVSiKWwmY0Dh8HEwHgbPLwbwZFXCFG5g7/s1600/20140706_075840.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jayne has decided that this dress is his, not Sister's.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Q12ZvfS-p2QRLL89ONjRZBWKx720Lj2GrPt_P7I6WuNTWiS1iBHsdgDEr-A6B0xF7hBXBJM3Gzxa_lja96n7w89LEHNI_dRo_aoe5FXME19-DcoE7-tLaC01A11vHmGZQanSKBOlcW7v/s1600/20140706_101405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Q12ZvfS-p2QRLL89ONjRZBWKx720Lj2GrPt_P7I6WuNTWiS1iBHsdgDEr-A6B0xF7hBXBJM3Gzxa_lja96n7w89LEHNI_dRo_aoe5FXME19-DcoE7-tLaC01A11vHmGZQanSKBOlcW7v/s1600/20140706_101405.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fully assembled, necklace included.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk8nzfe61uWAUysmuoEKYns6qqJrvjK-HlczEj9P7zvYj-PIECfA4jTKouE8sho0QytZsyAmMiXwMy5EHUbokqe65KySHJPm4-u7yXkhupJTAS3Vz1INefsh8VLj5eAbzK8xprXaTcR4r9/s1600/20140706_101416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk8nzfe61uWAUysmuoEKYns6qqJrvjK-HlczEj9P7zvYj-PIECfA4jTKouE8sho0QytZsyAmMiXwMy5EHUbokqe65KySHJPm4-u7yXkhupJTAS3Vz1INefsh8VLj5eAbzK8xprXaTcR4r9/s1600/20140706_101416.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fabric covered buttons, bias tape, band, gathering...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_s1aNyE3_tldtAQbG86pp-4J5qd1jK1qKM9O9RyUdd-iGksooSr-YGY2_UroxKNjjd1WNULTxcPzTm9OTAg4UDLrhyphenhyphenz9XaUIiaMugNNfTxbyttms53PpBRgRy6UueVJlzhgZVb17Ieuu/s1600/20140706_101424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_s1aNyE3_tldtAQbG86pp-4J5qd1jK1qKM9O9RyUdd-iGksooSr-YGY2_UroxKNjjd1WNULTxcPzTm9OTAg4UDLrhyphenhyphenz9XaUIiaMugNNfTxbyttms53PpBRgRy6UueVJlzhgZVb17Ieuu/s1600/20140706_101424.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruffle detail. I. Hate. Ruffles.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
Overall, from start to finish, I'd say this project took about 8 hours. The fabric is just some cheap broadcloth from Hobby Lobby: 2.5 yards of pink, .5 yards of white. I'll make sure she gets some pictures in this one for me so I can show off the product while she's wearing all of it.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-18042298974271674732014-07-07T04:00:00.000-07:002014-07-07T04:00:09.547-07:00Adventure! Tulsa ZooFor my 25th birthday in June, I decided I needed to go to the zoo. I haven't been to a zoo in a couple years, so it was a blast. My dad also gave me his Nikon D80 as a birthday present, so I got to play Pixi-Box Pirate again. Here are the results...<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_LcUJpA9XYYPrbKIirpCc4-aVxxDIsx_Rt5yjy2V9H0qWLxV3SRTWhx1-ClyKfciPKhv-cNN1Pionnn2u2uufYob2OdynedjvIH7wdvFFg6V8k7eUkoWHuHZOEyY-TAGi-tDs4JiYoceT/s1600/DSC_6732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_LcUJpA9XYYPrbKIirpCc4-aVxxDIsx_Rt5yjy2V9H0qWLxV3SRTWhx1-ClyKfciPKhv-cNN1Pionnn2u2uufYob2OdynedjvIH7wdvFFg6V8k7eUkoWHuHZOEyY-TAGi-tDs4JiYoceT/s1600/DSC_6732.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The first grr-animal of the day... She was bright enough to be one!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEE6Yg62iC572czHhioJoVrcnfc9tHtKjSHCaO-uGvQTI1m6Vnpam9hruLO1Zx9DFRv7RXVrHU0oe-oTRuUwUPxDXTtxE4lKCtqmp7-KH5JAwvwIXIrGsnEsLqrP6NszeIjDnp2EpTjY9_/s1600/DSC_6735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEE6Yg62iC572czHhioJoVrcnfc9tHtKjSHCaO-uGvQTI1m6Vnpam9hruLO1Zx9DFRv7RXVrHU0oe-oTRuUwUPxDXTtxE4lKCtqmp7-KH5JAwvwIXIrGsnEsLqrP6NszeIjDnp2EpTjY9_/s1600/DSC_6735.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The big marble globe. It spins in water, so it can get a little tough<br />to stop. Quala and Cowboy were giving it their best shot!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisKDUWqZQ7IBjP2biuFTu6NVDSm9fjGbJ__qLrfE9JT_TiXTOG8biINLCMAgXOXhkWYx7NRl_l8h2cNwz5UnliPMBwf6e00EU3FT5Rzb1nlwfrqjB0DrBZGqmDKRPQNfzeZ7Q6r4vE5Imz/s1600/DSC_6749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisKDUWqZQ7IBjP2biuFTu6NVDSm9fjGbJ__qLrfE9JT_TiXTOG8biINLCMAgXOXhkWYx7NRl_l8h2cNwz5UnliPMBwf6e00EU3FT5Rzb1nlwfrqjB0DrBZGqmDKRPQNfzeZ7Q6r4vE5Imz/s1600/DSC_6749.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was a very, very warm day. Even the bears didn't want any part of it.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfJEDIA8P5XKhPwONY3B5BUVQAvLX2BLjz51GYGOyMQxmLzmAsBa5wJwEFHv2J_UWjlMJy_qCsQApLxTJSFuj1MohKIS4buPcAQLWll2rOzv1HzTKle5HBIkZsyeEjUCcqdwyErtznG6JX/s1600/DSC_6785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfJEDIA8P5XKhPwONY3B5BUVQAvLX2BLjz51GYGOyMQxmLzmAsBa5wJwEFHv2J_UWjlMJy_qCsQApLxTJSFuj1MohKIS4buPcAQLWll2rOzv1HzTKle5HBIkZsyeEjUCcqdwyErtznG6JX/s1600/DSC_6785.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just think... I'm going to go diving in a lake that's home to some<br />of these in mid-July...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcpzESHNGmBfBz6Lc83FIfG9oUyeQzUNkwWyPja2DGVOF39Nue6d0BW55jPu6lPSIsXLgR9gxs34iTfNVnvRu96498PSt2zayUMV0TP02d8mPr7XypfUnlXojjQ-M1UnvOgVdbYOnuyOFw/s1600/DSC_6801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcpzESHNGmBfBz6Lc83FIfG9oUyeQzUNkwWyPja2DGVOF39Nue6d0BW55jPu6lPSIsXLgR9gxs34iTfNVnvRu96498PSt2zayUMV0TP02d8mPr7XypfUnlXojjQ-M1UnvOgVdbYOnuyOFw/s1600/DSC_6801.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They stopped to feed the turtles.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8OIF9rAzBKGdS8Sc9ZZHYZl-8oDdRvmGEJe9DiXdGMJa58mvFNcIrM7kAePLiD17z9GUGlrHy9RU-8eWvFVUkxs_PRcFueVRVZTQWCskSKKcUGL_CxqtPKlNPlRi8aTnc4YdDWp0lbz5/s1600/DSC_6807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8OIF9rAzBKGdS8Sc9ZZHYZl-8oDdRvmGEJe9DiXdGMJa58mvFNcIrM7kAePLiD17z9GUGlrHy9RU-8eWvFVUkxs_PRcFueVRVZTQWCskSKKcUGL_CxqtPKlNPlRi8aTnc4YdDWp0lbz5/s1600/DSC_6807.JPG" height="320" width="214" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sister got tired.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91TjsIuX3NGNuIDsODkhqmsgSuvkFQ3cxeay3VJwHfFp2LWauoaMREIIBkV8b7vWl-j4xO5HmYC7701fqByeOJgXW5fY3CDDgcg41QQ5ZcNB0suRYPeeMlaDz_Z6hhh-T1NsvrJJir46o/s1600/DSC_6814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91TjsIuX3NGNuIDsODkhqmsgSuvkFQ3cxeay3VJwHfFp2LWauoaMREIIBkV8b7vWl-j4xO5HmYC7701fqByeOJgXW5fY3CDDgcg41QQ5ZcNB0suRYPeeMlaDz_Z6hhh-T1NsvrJJir46o/s1600/DSC_6814.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This guy was all over the place! Finally tired out, though, and<br />I was able to get a shot.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBkzKnEKko8NMYbd2UEYmH3bKY2FWV1v5ZyouwPK82qoncykM7fyTLmUaZ91BQnJIYyFivtuX2eUSKFNghhPWJPYzjCIDZRrgNjdFlhezDuR73ErBvv7UpLlXQ1HrPBGnjBbQzt5wLs_pL/s1600/DSC_6835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBkzKnEKko8NMYbd2UEYmH3bKY2FWV1v5ZyouwPK82qoncykM7fyTLmUaZ91BQnJIYyFivtuX2eUSKFNghhPWJPYzjCIDZRrgNjdFlhezDuR73ErBvv7UpLlXQ1HrPBGnjBbQzt5wLs_pL/s1600/DSC_6835.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And this guy didn't care how hot it was. He was having a blast.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4PkDI4nMkIRsvDqYaxLm3mSLWzplpySziJhFEF3W7tDY2o9szzjCdTSeKH5j3fyk_3LnBTkikElrYlbBrxekLNxPbs_zEyqMVkbEMRELN1IgCAjifBELY96X1loutjG2D0RaIyqLtBrm7/s1600/DSC_6898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4PkDI4nMkIRsvDqYaxLm3mSLWzplpySziJhFEF3W7tDY2o9szzjCdTSeKH5j3fyk_3LnBTkikElrYlbBrxekLNxPbs_zEyqMVkbEMRELN1IgCAjifBELY96X1loutjG2D0RaIyqLtBrm7/s1600/DSC_6898.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Climbing some stuff. There were some little kids grabbing on<br />to Erin to try and climb her up... That didn't work.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSeWJDnrd5VwxgJx6jgzf4PKuoZ84N5YhJ5OlCEjUv9wmayDfAkClZbTCRbqzxMuj0Wf3FO05M9G6cNXQ_ClmNMB89IDlOKOMpnCmdgHK2aI79IvUXMkaL_78pyLmQof3TQPrD5EIuoN68/s1600/DSC_6917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSeWJDnrd5VwxgJx6jgzf4PKuoZ84N5YhJ5OlCEjUv9wmayDfAkClZbTCRbqzxMuj0Wf3FO05M9G6cNXQ_ClmNMB89IDlOKOMpnCmdgHK2aI79IvUXMkaL_78pyLmQof3TQPrD5EIuoN68/s1600/DSC_6917.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Stop taking pictures of me, I'm trying to sleep!"</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLg52tCWGI7ULj6nLsLE1AqxUKRCoBFLWRs9lMzHsO-82meD02wFDFABFDYmUm8wm3CzdfUPQdZtzJ3c8QiLcF5iqDKm5juAZvU2QBkfQQpQx7zbGk8yDCmp6ZJ2m12i8BsOcLApOhGv66/s1600/DSC_6929.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLg52tCWGI7ULj6nLsLE1AqxUKRCoBFLWRs9lMzHsO-82meD02wFDFABFDYmUm8wm3CzdfUPQdZtzJ3c8QiLcF5iqDKm5juAZvU2QBkfQQpQx7zbGk8yDCmp6ZJ2m12i8BsOcLApOhGv66/s1600/DSC_6929.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Baby flamingo! He was very cute, although the noise he made was not.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbdNpCHbr6uiVq1muYRGgmTxAVn9ti1K0gCjITNVmljGLGdFXv9svBbwQR3Lc9xumJsnY2JO8yvs8yQOdgxD0xdGh-bS7zIIqQnsaGzDqzT6gFDkEFUydbKC4HeR1EsW0QLA4k-FYHv999/s1600/DSC_6941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbdNpCHbr6uiVq1muYRGgmTxAVn9ti1K0gCjITNVmljGLGdFXv9svBbwQR3Lc9xumJsnY2JO8yvs8yQOdgxD0xdGh-bS7zIIqQnsaGzDqzT6gFDkEFUydbKC4HeR1EsW0QLA4k-FYHv999/s1600/DSC_6941.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was feeding time, so we stopped and chilled here for a while.<br />Giraffe tongues are hilarious!!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi94F4mo6dsJiziFRbpX2hRLZTsNCzch__Eqm-zRgtHjeM0bSBrymvC8XFJkM8YX-GSLtnj5QFOh0J_1lTp3Wu2CEXAltu80f1_a-JpXTWarPK0m0zr9n-eCI4hNCWnnPfhnvEtfs3hBcoG/s1600/DSC_6990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi94F4mo6dsJiziFRbpX2hRLZTsNCzch__Eqm-zRgtHjeM0bSBrymvC8XFJkM8YX-GSLtnj5QFOh0J_1lTp3Wu2CEXAltu80f1_a-JpXTWarPK0m0zr9n-eCI4hNCWnnPfhnvEtfs3hBcoG/s1600/DSC_6990.JPG" height="320" width="214" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And Emperor Penguins are apparently HUGE!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitiCA6SMJg6s7xiDJh5En9pkEb_RTyKIVEwC_SCZe3dxPtZM_CcUIw2NXcHBRw6XegHWFT_jy0fhN8p_3BETuyhPyid_ioeGL3UUupN0RLS0RLgAFZjSE1IziLhmeEl6tdJGIwwNjSGFge/s1600/DSC_6995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitiCA6SMJg6s7xiDJh5En9pkEb_RTyKIVEwC_SCZe3dxPtZM_CcUIw2NXcHBRw6XegHWFT_jy0fhN8p_3BETuyhPyid_ioeGL3UUupN0RLS0RLgAFZjSE1IziLhmeEl6tdJGIwwNjSGFge/s1600/DSC_6995.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meerkats were done with the heat as well.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSd1i5rrgQgS88sY7las17QhV66D1-1RTwMzWT86aA2kDreDy5pfNssVxbiBjcB9FNhMRxU3ZWONNsuv_CIOQTTyIInBVW1DHBxp8qKGnogr-xrypP3tSDlG5e7NSM-9ZgX9hxOtNWfxwz/s1600/DSC_7003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSd1i5rrgQgS88sY7las17QhV66D1-1RTwMzWT86aA2kDreDy5pfNssVxbiBjcB9FNhMRxU3ZWONNsuv_CIOQTTyIInBVW1DHBxp8qKGnogr-xrypP3tSDlG5e7NSM-9ZgX9hxOtNWfxwz/s1600/DSC_7003.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lunchtime for all the animals, I guess. This ugly guy was carrying<br />around a dead lizard.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0En94HEkH-9mG7FT41mdVopPwuW3YRi2tzmK6eYqmgAdqEL8bV9cU2Mqpu2K7gF3DTtXbWgWHdajZ2IJIAAC0jKknScEvVscZgnjDqLsSsA3LpjsltcH95BL-OiCaDIR3iY8JKuw6uM2h/s1600/DSC_7050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0En94HEkH-9mG7FT41mdVopPwuW3YRi2tzmK6eYqmgAdqEL8bV9cU2Mqpu2K7gF3DTtXbWgWHdajZ2IJIAAC0jKknScEvVscZgnjDqLsSsA3LpjsltcH95BL-OiCaDIR3iY8JKuw6uM2h/s1600/DSC_7050.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And this one, probably my favorite animal at the zoo, got a pretty<br />awesome salad.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiV0xQSryJUyggPC9wYu8rXPt4sb-__MDnFdjfGab14ei2k1iw2VWhqLnbdkIa7T5DEA1oa5QWtGViLYrwJ3JzGHJ5K1D1ik8-QcsSYguhyphenhyphenfxOm8U2J-5oSLFD6b5De9RwEw1nOnZicnIU/s1600/DSC_7053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiV0xQSryJUyggPC9wYu8rXPt4sb-__MDnFdjfGab14ei2k1iw2VWhqLnbdkIa7T5DEA1oa5QWtGViLYrwJ3JzGHJ5K1D1ik8-QcsSYguhyphenhyphenfxOm8U2J-5oSLFD6b5De9RwEw1nOnZicnIU/s1600/DSC_7053.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BOk employees at the BOk pavilion!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ_yWPvnIzpGeNge63jwGo5s02e8KKpXyEAxgTxc2MQsNGkQSppozAqJAWSiPEXLaBsEhkGvgyAvlbgJEK1zV0B20UwxOQ7ODgqC0wb2gWrQevzukPeuuZkq8ZVj3o_zCM5nMM_NUXi75v/s1600/DSC_7074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ_yWPvnIzpGeNge63jwGo5s02e8KKpXyEAxgTxc2MQsNGkQSppozAqJAWSiPEXLaBsEhkGvgyAvlbgJEK1zV0B20UwxOQ7ODgqC0wb2gWrQevzukPeuuZkq8ZVj3o_zCM5nMM_NUXi75v/s1600/DSC_7074.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And we can't go to the zoo without seeing the Elephants.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
I had a wonderful time! Friends from work, friends from other parts of the state, and family, all hanging out, getting rained upon, staring at animals, and then joining up at Ted's for a very, very big lunch. It was a good day.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-79532448840535217332014-06-16T04:00:00.000-07:002014-06-16T04:00:09.872-07:00Skyrim - Larien goes to Windhelm ((Update before posting))Nope. Not going to do it. This shouting thing might come in handy in a pinch, but I am NOT their precious Dragonborn. I am an elf, and a rather small and unimportant one at that. I am not a Nord, I don't worship Talos, I don't think mead is the greatest thing ever, and I don't like an all-out brawl. I hate the cold and I hate dragons and I just want to go home. The greybeards tried to tell me that I am Dragonborn and they told me that I can "shout" because there is dragon blood in my veins. They trained me some and now they want me to go down into yet another draugr-hole and get an old horn for them. I don't understand why I should. Maybe the whole thing will fade if I just don't use it... Balgruf said to take his axe to Ulfric in Windhelm, to see if there can be peace between Windhelm and Whiterun. This might get me something to take back to the general. Stick to the original plan: Use the Legion to go home. Just leave all this dragon nonsense to the Nords.<br />
<br />
What a depressing town! No wonder the Stormcloaks are losing, if this is where the center of their cause lies. I'm a little hesitant to walk up to Ulfric, so I'm going to look around some. Someone said there was a kid trying to perform the Black Sacrament. Who would a child want to kill, I wonder?<br />
<br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tinos; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20.285999298095703px; text-align: center;">_____________________________________________________________________</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tinos; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20.285999298095703px; text-align: center;"><br /></span>
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tinos; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20.285999298095703px; text-align: center;">(What have you been doing with your life?)</span>The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-12023778117186860532014-05-10T04:00:00.000-07:002014-05-10T04:00:04.076-07:00Caribbean Vacation Part 2 - Mahogany Bay, Isla Roatan, HondurasWelcome back to my Caribbean adventures! Last week was all about the trip to Galveston and the ship, the Carnival Magic. This week you'll get to see the first port, which was Mahogany Bay, Isla Roatan, in Honduras. We actually went to Maya Key, which is a sort of sanctuary for rescued animals. Jaguars, parrots, monkeys, and even a puma. Maya Key also offers some entertainment for tourists by way of snorkeling, beach-y goodness, food, drink, and pool.<br />
<br />
As a heads-up, there may be a second part to this post with some video my wonderful father got with his GoPro while snorkeling.<br />
<br />
Also, if you visit, look out for the tiny black fish at the end of the dock where you get in the water to snorkel. He will bite the crap out of you! I actually have a little fish-mouth-shaped mark on the back of my leg from the little jerk.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NnPVur03ztQh7IXduWXnhDzkLR_dWHS-mSWzogfEgP97qa-AdNoWcOP-riVkKqBXCClHFSMqIa14tTf451lQ1MOSUs9RecCE5xtTzcm9v2BiLxLedgnPWsyl2oGoSLWcLP2JZr6Ehj4c/s1600/IMG_7959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NnPVur03ztQh7IXduWXnhDzkLR_dWHS-mSWzogfEgP97qa-AdNoWcOP-riVkKqBXCClHFSMqIa14tTf451lQ1MOSUs9RecCE5xtTzcm9v2BiLxLedgnPWsyl2oGoSLWcLP2JZr6Ehj4c/s1600/IMG_7959.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQC3pfOCxE5ohVcX15sQDBW1D8oSCTHciGHjQP1UT72kTXnVzemKE22A_0Q4Tf8ZDxhhBN-L0MSNVeQPW2CyWt7tWYfdiloyz41yFlXKJrgfQS7D4E_E-8jmEq6vskW36RmZ6o083S7Snk/s1600/IMG_7970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQC3pfOCxE5ohVcX15sQDBW1D8oSCTHciGHjQP1UT72kTXnVzemKE22A_0Q4Tf8ZDxhhBN-L0MSNVeQPW2CyWt7tWYfdiloyz41yFlXKJrgfQS7D4E_E-8jmEq6vskW36RmZ6o083S7Snk/s1600/IMG_7970.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
My first views of Mahogany Bay from the ship.</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7DqsyKdTjDsUJ85epMuhoDGr9wRKjcXQwO_RDALelG21nbdNsaOz9AyLzhgWtOIJf09x9wBPasJsz1aVdTnVuw-wCm5ynMa75coOhWoscyJXceQ_DKXjT5Dm_v2jMWw9HLwYHfXRo0C9E/s1600/IMG_8058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7DqsyKdTjDsUJ85epMuhoDGr9wRKjcXQwO_RDALelG21nbdNsaOz9AyLzhgWtOIJf09x9wBPasJsz1aVdTnVuw-wCm5ynMa75coOhWoscyJXceQ_DKXjT5Dm_v2jMWw9HLwYHfXRo0C9E/s1600/IMG_8058.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDovt-YQpD-dEGu9fg1UppAeAbuFhgZF9tVhVYAiCDdHf7mRRLk2ywKuhoZmgqd8AJkSkniRoqtZB8o9GmQtn1W8I8f5Y2fRwq0wGoY2CFMa_L4EDZG7N4XLSA6H1tzJlSGF3ChEWiSWwh/s1600/IMG_8059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDovt-YQpD-dEGu9fg1UppAeAbuFhgZF9tVhVYAiCDdHf7mRRLk2ywKuhoZmgqd8AJkSkniRoqtZB8o9GmQtn1W8I8f5Y2fRwq0wGoY2CFMa_L4EDZG7N4XLSA6H1tzJlSGF3ChEWiSWwh/s1600/IMG_8059.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Obligatory tourist shots with the big, pretty sign.</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL27tPCKjL-SWJNDJqISHSV7vmbbpVPZg6Riv40v2hPJ0Jiii6ypceCc8utDxY_NcJ2Hn2y7OPY9vIUrOvoL0FY5TLi0TzcljQ0x4NXV39lU-n4wdnQXMRb8HBbJgliwvM_DyJEyyjeoJZ/s1600/IMG_7974.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL27tPCKjL-SWJNDJqISHSV7vmbbpVPZg6Riv40v2hPJ0Jiii6ypceCc8utDxY_NcJ2Hn2y7OPY9vIUrOvoL0FY5TLi0TzcljQ0x4NXV39lU-n4wdnQXMRb8HBbJgliwvM_DyJEyyjeoJZ/s1600/IMG_7974.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This got me... This is a jade plant. We have this in Oklahoma, but it is primarily a house plant. Very pretty in windows, but it doesn't do so well outside. It's tropical, you see... Well, so is Honduras. These were everywhere, and it was rare that one was shorter than me. They are TREES!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYNzqv48Yl69-ZTNeMU0cJDkKAYZ3rtvhpQbrZEqcqhdKySO1a5hgpAceo8B94tGjVOiw5-Q5LsGyK-prY22ADhOh1BreSBq4Nw2jS2AJxscBtG9IedJCVH67SlSNWGuMPgWgCwGsX6luU/s1600/IMG_7980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYNzqv48Yl69-ZTNeMU0cJDkKAYZ3rtvhpQbrZEqcqhdKySO1a5hgpAceo8B94tGjVOiw5-Q5LsGyK-prY22ADhOh1BreSBq4Nw2jS2AJxscBtG9IedJCVH67SlSNWGuMPgWgCwGsX6luU/s1600/IMG_7980.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
One of the street performers in the port.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFE2SKtGHuIVDASy8vXdXP4wa28QEgr3lkZ24_y2-NCj6VNwjcC9dasnEsMSp_dBN27JQqGPqU1d8SnOmMBdxPYRzUaLF3QNM_c5Pg7VPcmm83kZPQLYrTFJn4Ui-rqcdPJw5yED-HamV_/s1600/IMG_8002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFE2SKtGHuIVDASy8vXdXP4wa28QEgr3lkZ24_y2-NCj6VNwjcC9dasnEsMSp_dBN27JQqGPqU1d8SnOmMBdxPYRzUaLF3QNM_c5Pg7VPcmm83kZPQLYrTFJn4Ui-rqcdPJw5yED-HamV_/s1600/IMG_8002.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYm2rIs-LcWfMdzoOUtXpfgsgg2h3N11cqNGcFU2VdQU5NpLxR5KLhWbBoNlENAZha3ZNhC1nxwqO-jSpA9X8usfZmzTB-YB2rOFsxd48tPk_8aH39udvWGPTO1RGU4LWkDRBNd9ZkkSJO/s1600/IMG_8004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYm2rIs-LcWfMdzoOUtXpfgsgg2h3N11cqNGcFU2VdQU5NpLxR5KLhWbBoNlENAZha3ZNhC1nxwqO-jSpA9X8usfZmzTB-YB2rOFsxd48tPk_8aH39udvWGPTO1RGU4LWkDRBNd9ZkkSJO/s1600/IMG_8004.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuegbC91BTukC2CqHiMNsNDLGtraZ6n0r4pTc7khNoP5_CZaRQuFU3orJqPNcjmn1r9hJdYl3spRZwkLXsvatPoMFfaKinTzTpZHCuTP_-krJu18VPYdIP-jdrn8tRW2_zhgodXv-A_yay/s1600/IMG_8005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuegbC91BTukC2CqHiMNsNDLGtraZ6n0r4pTc7khNoP5_CZaRQuFU3orJqPNcjmn1r9hJdYl3spRZwkLXsvatPoMFfaKinTzTpZHCuTP_-krJu18VPYdIP-jdrn8tRW2_zhgodXv-A_yay/s1600/IMG_8005.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdVK0NDyftvBjCTdefXkTQDthCtxgUmzqQgvh6vkTrEAGuU7EWXQ4YTJ70a5oMva5OgbvlyuCjDuaxrxS6nTxZMR5PdZfdT8s5KG1AL72l2hEK9DUd2M88foh6TvnZaLfhwTn_wCtpFbR/s1600/IMG_8009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdVK0NDyftvBjCTdefXkTQDthCtxgUmzqQgvh6vkTrEAGuU7EWXQ4YTJ70a5oMva5OgbvlyuCjDuaxrxS6nTxZMR5PdZfdT8s5KG1AL72l2hEK9DUd2M88foh6TvnZaLfhwTn_wCtpFbR/s1600/IMG_8009.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0hZ8z2zsvgbBj8TcsN4ku8tTP8gjecglJ15jb2eJJVlnARmv1ajgFMcz6h_HF42eVwhd70PQZ0dVH7tnfimjNFaLWhzGX7i6yxLH0kKm1Kt5XnXKqHmQlLrNR3PkouWH0kVJpP9SJFtEu/s1600/IMG_8019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0hZ8z2zsvgbBj8TcsN4ku8tTP8gjecglJ15jb2eJJVlnARmv1ajgFMcz6h_HF42eVwhd70PQZ0dVH7tnfimjNFaLWhzGX7i6yxLH0kKm1Kt5XnXKqHmQlLrNR3PkouWH0kVJpP9SJFtEu/s1600/IMG_8019.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyZBeIwenJJy4rVexKgu-Q28phMnYpWenE4k2nmnMqhq8kMV8NTqo23vwMreI7h73MeaWyF0hyNF2gcE_iZ7km5X5yiplXCmRDsPCuzpR1AezPmrT1uYF2lriIZI8uMGgeNzyXV786JvaS/s1600/IMG_8010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyZBeIwenJJy4rVexKgu-Q28phMnYpWenE4k2nmnMqhq8kMV8NTqo23vwMreI7h73MeaWyF0hyNF2gcE_iZ7km5X5yiplXCmRDsPCuzpR1AezPmrT1uYF2lriIZI8uMGgeNzyXV786JvaS/s1600/IMG_8010.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Hanging out with some animals. Me and Dad, both holding a very vain macaw-on-a-stick, an anxious monkey, and a blind, albino crocodile. The crocodile was a lot warmer and squishier than I thought he'd be. </div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT6zEdimjqcF180p2sYYy1nzQzzpRFI8EOjM7mHD_hbQVWiW9BRFLqDek0qn_GA1MiGECX3T8yht5VoO62rkPkok3hV9dkFmKZ-8ZPtbwFPlcM1Gssw5ho6BR_ODuQzUraLhmOnOZZHANh/s1600/IMG_8026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT6zEdimjqcF180p2sYYy1nzQzzpRFI8EOjM7mHD_hbQVWiW9BRFLqDek0qn_GA1MiGECX3T8yht5VoO62rkPkok3hV9dkFmKZ-8ZPtbwFPlcM1Gssw5ho6BR_ODuQzUraLhmOnOZZHANh/s1600/IMG_8026.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkMGU4sAA3EIKJg6lVmDZCxDlMMeUa43QM_Kg7lGybaHYpEXKpQua6A2Zg1nngKgWFrD8v1xke82Vrs6c40UKoX_1BEu3p_n_Lg-6cAunXYLGLE1a9kPp8xCsAHR49_ThPiRJ9vek1udfH/s1600/IMG_8027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkMGU4sAA3EIKJg6lVmDZCxDlMMeUa43QM_Kg7lGybaHYpEXKpQua6A2Zg1nngKgWFrD8v1xke82Vrs6c40UKoX_1BEu3p_n_Lg-6cAunXYLGLE1a9kPp8xCsAHR49_ThPiRJ9vek1udfH/s1600/IMG_8027.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy39hthV0fpZJwRwOm7GJ5FXFK1IaVA0baNsYCo9orocV8S4HQJIqI59L5beLSca5ltPiCvVKSCzObWWh9rijpIMlhHpAicM3id6m0wuo_eeq33xY44xTxrtduPFhEJ02243YBXVO_67fL/s1600/IMG_8031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy39hthV0fpZJwRwOm7GJ5FXFK1IaVA0baNsYCo9orocV8S4HQJIqI59L5beLSca5ltPiCvVKSCzObWWh9rijpIMlhHpAicM3id6m0wuo_eeq33xY44xTxrtduPFhEJ02243YBXVO_67fL/s1600/IMG_8031.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I got really, really excited about a couple things. The first was that I saw a dolphin in Galveston. It's the first wild dolphin I've ever seen. The second is that I saw an actual coconut tree. With coconuts in it. One of them fell down and I got a picture of it, too.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPAynb3AmhdpNf5JFtsfi4byeWs6Qy72ZKQqYzXvJowivVSyzxJJHK5RnU_uiuw65uzgzgrGEzyappoykIM8AB_F3cnVH7XniJHmzGyqJWv2adok_sZyarsWJ_pzziTBjA39qX9tYxaPW/s1600/IMG_8007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPAynb3AmhdpNf5JFtsfi4byeWs6Qy72ZKQqYzXvJowivVSyzxJJHK5RnU_uiuw65uzgzgrGEzyappoykIM8AB_F3cnVH7XniJHmzGyqJWv2adok_sZyarsWJ_pzziTBjA39qX9tYxaPW/s1600/IMG_8007.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaG8_B_AzpEiwhpPkIluAmiREiM_kZjZrMd5D1AtGZWcG1Ds-Hn3asxbkscMRMftFS5tSxKlHw2uzyyd31k51NTVhFiVszwEPPRqntMs5WDhBBVQf3k0v5A6OQq6I4SBz9gWPNMEyJOkU/s1600/IMG_8032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaG8_B_AzpEiwhpPkIluAmiREiM_kZjZrMd5D1AtGZWcG1Ds-Hn3asxbkscMRMftFS5tSxKlHw2uzyyd31k51NTVhFiVszwEPPRqntMs5WDhBBVQf3k0v5A6OQq6I4SBz9gWPNMEyJOkU/s1600/IMG_8032.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcFNfaopfhM4Jd4rFzRK3yQQsdzAr644pmsp-Eus07D3-uOWSOBf6TSWt3lnxfxv5pwPzL1szeBzy-0T3Knqfs8q9cqbGAHEw_jLIp0KjRbdhZebZR1hTvHhZE4ybUSa3JvPIp9-WfRR3O/s1600/IMG_8037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcFNfaopfhM4Jd4rFzRK3yQQsdzAr644pmsp-Eus07D3-uOWSOBf6TSWt3lnxfxv5pwPzL1szeBzy-0T3Knqfs8q9cqbGAHEw_jLIp0KjRbdhZebZR1hTvHhZE4ybUSa3JvPIp9-WfRR3O/s1600/IMG_8037.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Ds3YJJ90sXJupS50OyOPX30bt6Ry20iy9JozCxdV3LO51bxZFYaZTsJo8Wq8y5-A_XjvvZISHevyU0bp5frYQxWz-C049ldW4nomO4BTMz-Bsr2WdoPrTcoc1JxUJfFGeO-NIsTvuK5N/s1600/IMG_8045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Ds3YJJ90sXJupS50OyOPX30bt6Ry20iy9JozCxdV3LO51bxZFYaZTsJo8Wq8y5-A_XjvvZISHevyU0bp5frYQxWz-C049ldW4nomO4BTMz-Bsr2WdoPrTcoc1JxUJfFGeO-NIsTvuK5N/s1600/IMG_8045.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwgF_Ro3n5fAkFtkEOWII7PczpUWz7DNYbk2_JVrPXU-bJSYT_fVeKhFBZuyWjZm4Ft4ANVhqZUdSUBg3QDz5oPpMrM-sU-x2hJo9JTWMmv5lFV21vZPxpiTlfwRvX3oEQf4hQvGP1ZA0P/s1600/IMG_8047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwgF_Ro3n5fAkFtkEOWII7PczpUWz7DNYbk2_JVrPXU-bJSYT_fVeKhFBZuyWjZm4Ft4ANVhqZUdSUBg3QDz5oPpMrM-sU-x2hJo9JTWMmv5lFV21vZPxpiTlfwRvX3oEQf4hQvGP1ZA0P/s1600/IMG_8047.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Some of the rescues I mentioned. The macaw at the top is pretty amazing. He also loved cameras.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Toucan and Jaguar. The jaguar had a worn path where he paced that same spot constantly.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The wild hermit crab. I almost stepped on him as he went scuttling across the path. And the puma, or in Oklahoma, the mount'n line.</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HUYj0dOGL59NhD7puPP1u6NCRgWmx94pIrkbs57cY4XAsgKZiNjXQqbj_N-OIQq7Al9wWvCSVM5LKuuwohbeIo93OtHjS0ECXifLjjhrztnSMZ0yTkURfOHjQn1pad-RiRzEKhbdRKpi/s1600/IMG_8049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HUYj0dOGL59NhD7puPP1u6NCRgWmx94pIrkbs57cY4XAsgKZiNjXQqbj_N-OIQq7Al9wWvCSVM5LKuuwohbeIo93OtHjS0ECXifLjjhrztnSMZ0yTkURfOHjQn1pad-RiRzEKhbdRKpi/s1600/IMG_8049.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Our last look at Maya Key as we headed back to the port.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUWtlyNGnbnzSNnj0cIQKzYhknYN8xQgjeAh88don8GtQeLbvJyp9JhLyGgRfzmldCWMFkHMGxvSruZ8uT5jyYYKRiuZkUQu6BQ8FBCXGdxAiAlPRJGcX4UFPXZK98r76i_aj1Zn14iM-i/s1600/IMG_8051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUWtlyNGnbnzSNnj0cIQKzYhknYN8xQgjeAh88don8GtQeLbvJyp9JhLyGgRfzmldCWMFkHMGxvSruZ8uT5jyYYKRiuZkUQu6BQ8FBCXGdxAiAlPRJGcX4UFPXZK98r76i_aj1Zn14iM-i/s1600/IMG_8051.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
One of Dad's favorite pictures. Our ship's smokestack through the foliage.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs7GKcwmu0tr2e9MyohuRxjgNpCK-dqjraNDENEPn5sxQF4xYhG5HGR8MB6BEn5qWBWYCnaGtVPPVgFg_BHooryjof-uUzzC73Mh0EbHeLmsid4_iImpIOzRBnWm-WjdjiZP5eO8OGL0d6/s1600/IMG_8053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs7GKcwmu0tr2e9MyohuRxjgNpCK-dqjraNDENEPn5sxQF4xYhG5HGR8MB6BEn5qWBWYCnaGtVPPVgFg_BHooryjof-uUzzC73Mh0EbHeLmsid4_iImpIOzRBnWm-WjdjiZP5eO8OGL0d6/s1600/IMG_8053.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE-oB_DYu7BKjWceAmLiiQOg0LhkCHe_V5xzoQaLWK9PPLePOGJqpRnQGKtu52AVAR_MSzQhOX889PAfsiH2pxGVgLF0VgZ_HTtEexlJ2selFMfECfU2sQcpaRaOexGpoZ2ybx7IwPgt4m/s1600/IMG_8055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE-oB_DYu7BKjWceAmLiiQOg0LhkCHe_V5xzoQaLWK9PPLePOGJqpRnQGKtu52AVAR_MSzQhOX889PAfsiH2pxGVgLF0VgZ_HTtEexlJ2selFMfECfU2sQcpaRaOexGpoZ2ybx7IwPgt4m/s1600/IMG_8055.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwUUKBdD8EGNEIyLmqdLm_7woKsRUnA73EsOGg1kdKV64QuQR5i0mAoOiyMpwZLxPY2UUceivXKLqK4MgufCgNrg7yuyndMgoG1GVERFK4Th8Gpd_hrwjyf09tnzf2rTzxgxAvg7KftvOu/s1600/IMG_8054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwUUKBdD8EGNEIyLmqdLm_7woKsRUnA73EsOGg1kdKV64QuQR5i0mAoOiyMpwZLxPY2UUceivXKLqK4MgufCgNrg7yuyndMgoG1GVERFK4Th8Gpd_hrwjyf09tnzf2rTzxgxAvg7KftvOu/s1600/IMG_8054.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And more obligatory tourist shots with the big boots and bird. Josh is a friendly pirate who loves guns. I am a friendly pirate who hates birds. Dad is an unfriendly pirate who hates people.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And that wraps up Mahogany Bay! Next week, on Clothing-Cooking-Computer Geekery, we see the beautiful land of Belize! Zip-lining, cave tubing, and more awesome plants!</div>
<br />The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-5024745815742021592014-05-02T04:00:00.000-07:002014-05-02T04:00:06.347-07:00Caribbean Vacation Part 1 - The Carnival MagicSo I just got back from the most amazing vacation ever! This one topped my trip to Europe when I was 15 (mostly because I could enjoy some of the more adult activities this time), and I can't wait to throw my pictures all over the internet!<br />
<br />
It was an 8 hour drive to get down to Galveston, Texas, where our ship was docked. We went down the weekend that all the bluebells were going insane, so I got some great shots of those. Today's pictures are going to be from the journey to the port and the 3 sea days.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_YavekSbH1k8c759CENl3bHuGWGDLs6trwDDu5Put_bPPgu2ZJIopRrpJwy9yHZIF5i_thUFf_RRlUK3OsOf8eVJ5aMxb1_JmaClaWmtbpfvrVOFjoflOBAm51Ds2hNVApQnsk6w1IMD9/s1600/IMG_7881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_YavekSbH1k8c759CENl3bHuGWGDLs6trwDDu5Put_bPPgu2ZJIopRrpJwy9yHZIF5i_thUFf_RRlUK3OsOf8eVJ5aMxb1_JmaClaWmtbpfvrVOFjoflOBAm51Ds2hNVApQnsk6w1IMD9/s1600/IMG_7881.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpNn5morM4-QJRWZvQNfhHjG6XPe45NtYe3PHXMttUZQ61WwcPD_3rm3fA4p6SkCp9ssPxJsOLNX-I3gyogUAffzv0fGeBNJrz1UX-WuJKoTd73hezyVBsafOnjTWKWYpnq72e5E-mK6D/s1600/IMG_7886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMpNn5morM4-QJRWZvQNfhHjG6XPe45NtYe3PHXMttUZQ61WwcPD_3rm3fA4p6SkCp9ssPxJsOLNX-I3gyogUAffzv0fGeBNJrz1UX-WuJKoTd73hezyVBsafOnjTWKWYpnq72e5E-mK6D/s1600/IMG_7886.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxIFYPW6jsgxOlW-Iz8BW9Rc9j0WXjHfFzHk6WY1C3Lgy-0fnxc5t2mOUiVNG8vn9mTz0bOKRLJvs2PXN1EI1yM2r6QgXWMr7sNGGSkxJRT2G61jzL7W7Io1DW7kZHA8hVSo6Y2pJ52qG/s1600/IMG_7899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxIFYPW6jsgxOlW-Iz8BW9Rc9j0WXjHfFzHk6WY1C3Lgy-0fnxc5t2mOUiVNG8vn9mTz0bOKRLJvs2PXN1EI1yM2r6QgXWMr7sNGGSkxJRT2G61jzL7W7Io1DW7kZHA8hVSo6Y2pJ52qG/s1600/IMG_7899.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaJMCuOCRbtI5AkjmOYNW13CmxQXqUMhV7ycWPDXBu1sbcE8fUHRlUMxfrQwLE5e-IdryxWVB1trnHV3FWIGleIyw2IJDRrpy9eNKQlQb6SB4BDsY5sc_SGpsiBqbMcSDUyRAXGSzWzkd2/s1600/IMG_7898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaJMCuOCRbtI5AkjmOYNW13CmxQXqUMhV7ycWPDXBu1sbcE8fUHRlUMxfrQwLE5e-IdryxWVB1trnHV3FWIGleIyw2IJDRrpy9eNKQlQb6SB4BDsY5sc_SGpsiBqbMcSDUyRAXGSzWzkd2/s1600/IMG_7898.JPG" height="150" width="200" /> </a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The four above were both at stops we made in Texas to stretch our legs. Why can't resting places in Oklahoma be that nice?! </div>
<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1woTErSHeBroXDBebGEG5YmA8jnJT4Sx4ZmCWFNxaRcI7vTwIRQSB5BSym4xF934PLxDiFO3iUEc2d4dI0JFY_8Fm37jxbPG7yWzYv6IECo2HeZSKa3UIvpaZmYGeSRfrSEo-6eN1j9tn/s1600/IMG_7900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1woTErSHeBroXDBebGEG5YmA8jnJT4Sx4ZmCWFNxaRcI7vTwIRQSB5BSym4xF934PLxDiFO3iUEc2d4dI0JFY_8Fm37jxbPG7yWzYv6IECo2HeZSKa3UIvpaZmYGeSRfrSEo-6eN1j9tn/s1600/IMG_7900.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz66gaRu2RtAEHLVLgALXnsJ2bq5K2KiFtOhfPjv6ietYY4cg47Az-96QG7Vd5RHVBYxYNKkLVEcaIcf3OkibLccw22lMIm2b3xNlrmAP7o42erfJgmFSdX4-L9RNHip4mpz7C1rDDDQuk/s1600/IMG_7902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz66gaRu2RtAEHLVLgALXnsJ2bq5K2KiFtOhfPjv6ietYY4cg47Az-96QG7Vd5RHVBYxYNKkLVEcaIcf3OkibLccw22lMIm2b3xNlrmAP7o42erfJgmFSdX4-L9RNHip4mpz7C1rDDDQuk/s1600/IMG_7902.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVGNrzqkFDPF99_ArnIilG_VY8mJZWvfbQbep5fdXfjojNXHneyd7cwpjWiCU3u_km7Po4eIS0ie8-1sILztK-RJChejsXLgvDKvayKrqsOC1e-YyeovlzWw5K__j8niG7SvFuxn9eJiHQ/s1600/IMG_7911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVGNrzqkFDPF99_ArnIilG_VY8mJZWvfbQbep5fdXfjojNXHneyd7cwpjWiCU3u_km7Po4eIS0ie8-1sILztK-RJChejsXLgvDKvayKrqsOC1e-YyeovlzWw5K__j8niG7SvFuxn9eJiHQ/s1600/IMG_7911.JPG" height="320" width="240" /> </a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Having some fun in Galveston before crashing in the hotel room. </div>
<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjdsujQ6oLaz8kdfnzEf6Eczsd3kkqv2uctN8dwqlQv7BcgFtniK7ftbjAvftwxoE9WPzRHo7ZvKG3Jn9ct-6duCUtAWGWrwqIiF6JaHBoTZJ_2W5_Bc_L8fx1yU8dgocoxZXLLlhlsfR9/s1600/IMG_7909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjdsujQ6oLaz8kdfnzEf6Eczsd3kkqv2uctN8dwqlQv7BcgFtniK7ftbjAvftwxoE9WPzRHo7ZvKG3Jn9ct-6duCUtAWGWrwqIiF6JaHBoTZJ_2W5_Bc_L8fx1yU8dgocoxZXLLlhlsfR9/s1600/IMG_7909.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJo9ygV6RX6Mo5vmThUuDHHcemoVBZVlmm3qrC5mtXlaM1jp_9Vj4ZD_3HhjSkNeHg-MaMpdZ7uTGaVn-r-idw1SmOsv0Vmsq1SXhFueM6bhxVkmImwgthWMjt8wgo6t6hTH0itWRusvCr/s1600/IMG_7919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJo9ygV6RX6Mo5vmThUuDHHcemoVBZVlmm3qrC5mtXlaM1jp_9Vj4ZD_3HhjSkNeHg-MaMpdZ7uTGaVn-r-idw1SmOsv0Vmsq1SXhFueM6bhxVkmImwgthWMjt8wgo6t6hTH0itWRusvCr/s1600/IMG_7919.JPG" height="240" width="320" /> </a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
On the left is the first view I got of the Magic. On the right is the shot of the whale-tail smokestack.</div>
<br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjKQAmSlC47tI9jSZwQmCGjZVAzW5MNSuMf4PSmcCcXVr_e6u3qFY39C_riCHCSM-ZK0dBpPd1f_wV6ol37rhIpbIL2zDZ4kTVYOxQWkiatc0N-GeOK453gsgRXlfvvryQ5J4PMFFN41jU/s1600/IMG_7936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjKQAmSlC47tI9jSZwQmCGjZVAzW5MNSuMf4PSmcCcXVr_e6u3qFY39C_riCHCSM-ZK0dBpPd1f_wV6ol37rhIpbIL2zDZ4kTVYOxQWkiatc0N-GeOK453gsgRXlfvvryQ5J4PMFFN41jU/s1600/IMG_7936.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nFyUR63OP7WFz0_JIfn5gXxzjGVDpKhnrmHzXy2Ua2RiCLJ6sXXL5pUbgZbmgKDRycWsBpbeC1AtxzVsVbWkq2pCQ7W4eYDRTyS4qfqUTkfaI_PGpkZnCkBRAc9WKq5K72QksrfcnpPH/s1600/IMG_7938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nFyUR63OP7WFz0_JIfn5gXxzjGVDpKhnrmHzXy2Ua2RiCLJ6sXXL5pUbgZbmgKDRycWsBpbeC1AtxzVsVbWkq2pCQ7W4eYDRTyS4qfqUTkfaI_PGpkZnCkBRAc9WKq5K72QksrfcnpPH/s1600/IMG_7938.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWA05ZYakKvIaRqVUPeymXOvG_v6bCMJkOIKSDfo7MeB3sEoNYVIFOb4Jnes1U9IcZgUBgo2cvtDEilR3IfGZQf74phO9mxrex9KabGw3fuXAtU_7K16R8ukeHzYDRW7TNzZSL9P1s210o/s1600/IMG_7941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWA05ZYakKvIaRqVUPeymXOvG_v6bCMJkOIKSDfo7MeB3sEoNYVIFOb4Jnes1U9IcZgUBgo2cvtDEilR3IfGZQf74phO9mxrex9KabGw3fuXAtU_7K16R8ukeHzYDRW7TNzZSL9P1s210o/s1600/IMG_7941.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJvDCl3vWXC1_fZGxvCZmL9M71QfGT2JBtGcyMAWcj-4qA-k8lCxHYr5Bzb5448InT7uXsG-0Y0x821PdSxX8unkm84OQgiBUmKq01R2EmdHfHOlZR28no9HXO1t6Q31AptP6-F0iwVnqc/s1600/IMG_8147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJvDCl3vWXC1_fZGxvCZmL9M71QfGT2JBtGcyMAWcj-4qA-k8lCxHYr5Bzb5448InT7uXsG-0Y0x821PdSxX8unkm84OQgiBUmKq01R2EmdHfHOlZR28no9HXO1t6Q31AptP6-F0iwVnqc/s1600/IMG_8147.JPG" height="320" width="240" /> </a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Fun about the boat. Josh and I on the deck, my Jamaica Sunrise, and Josh singing some Foo Fighters for karaoke. </div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjonGFhxuhVoAXOuUZwwXxrdKI34Z57VON54Pb4OD3UFtIQ1nvcBbmOh_DNpl0Qn75cxuJ2qjbiPpyovcM93IC1XHspYI7x9RfYU7DeOt88TMFb5fLntAwox2PA_41H8eoPkhQF32CJ9qq4/s1600/IMG_7927.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjonGFhxuhVoAXOuUZwwXxrdKI34Z57VON54Pb4OD3UFtIQ1nvcBbmOh_DNpl0Qn75cxuJ2qjbiPpyovcM93IC1XHspYI7x9RfYU7DeOt88TMFb5fLntAwox2PA_41H8eoPkhQF32CJ9qq4/s1600/IMG_7927.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMkVrViXBjQrPvaNCPCDfEPzB7Dx63kUp1ZtEVixp0XBYVx5LGondnAquFS1L0GQVdAjUXWatR5DTGu9ouhNpEQkSBf6_d5OshGVudEL3igai5jdgukg7mJVJX6k1d9wBkj2x3xfgvMLXI/s1600/IMG_7954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMkVrViXBjQrPvaNCPCDfEPzB7Dx63kUp1ZtEVixp0XBYVx5LGondnAquFS1L0GQVdAjUXWatR5DTGu9ouhNpEQkSBf6_d5OshGVudEL3igai5jdgukg7mJVJX6k1d9wBkj2x3xfgvMLXI/s1600/IMG_7954.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxrYDlLkHN2sSQ2Do_XYJ-6qXMweMkz5M_PO25e617Y-PRi51ycXHEOdHOTN9_9oW30dLKttN_BMaK3anQ2ID6ENEAh8LWKDU3ZUWxahRdIqtxjvAc27BHq9M-j0RQnuf2gaO32GfwDRI6/s1600/IMG_7946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxrYDlLkHN2sSQ2Do_XYJ-6qXMweMkz5M_PO25e617Y-PRi51ycXHEOdHOTN9_9oW30dLKttN_BMaK3anQ2ID6ENEAh8LWKDU3ZUWxahRdIqtxjvAc27BHq9M-j0RQnuf2gaO32GfwDRI6/s1600/IMG_7946.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhR2E2IFkVZou6SP3Zea6q4QWAt6JKVTV4Qn0tp3AKdMN5aXb3v4vYUOeRE-x4DFRKNQImX-rEcxVzw5bUVQ7KSTfx8BBdKXyVROCePHsNbvv2JC4RAgBHb4Ruix9tqO1g4t88cyssOyPd/s1600/IMG_7952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhR2E2IFkVZou6SP3Zea6q4QWAt6JKVTV4Qn0tp3AKdMN5aXb3v4vYUOeRE-x4DFRKNQImX-rEcxVzw5bUVQ7KSTfx8BBdKXyVROCePHsNbvv2JC4RAgBHb4Ruix9tqO1g4t88cyssOyPd/s1600/IMG_7952.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9H2Rri6gkkoH9mjRYv0wLcj0UpIfS1ra3095FJPkEEE2t9iyAOKcEMBM9I10GXx964_uwyIEII1Jy7BJ2lIMEJBjQq2APonX-0t8wJJDaOH2sKQLAO3sOQPVlBeNQU5LJIM4tX871_ny2/s1600/IMG_8150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9H2Rri6gkkoH9mjRYv0wLcj0UpIfS1ra3095FJPkEEE2t9iyAOKcEMBM9I10GXx964_uwyIEII1Jy7BJ2lIMEJBjQq2APonX-0t8wJJDaOH2sKQLAO3sOQPVlBeNQU5LJIM4tX871_ny2/s1600/IMG_8150.JPG" height="150" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzma_llV5_dJZZPY5MHlGZoLj_Ty1w6s6k4rpqhBLYeoDC24vVutyhwFt61rU1Aq70r3Rzm665d6ntnYKsmBxrv3WiHO_QjQXWbuzU37LtlFxHuhV1snCxanbYV1ushJCjIJbKaZBh0uCQ/s1600/IMG_8146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzma_llV5_dJZZPY5MHlGZoLj_Ty1w6s6k4rpqhBLYeoDC24vVutyhwFt61rU1Aq70r3Rzm665d6ntnYKsmBxrv3WiHO_QjQXWbuzU37LtlFxHuhV1snCxanbYV1ushJCjIJbKaZBh0uCQ/s1600/IMG_8146.JPG" height="150" width="200" /> </a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Various shots around the ship.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Top Left: The water. I could not get over the water. Expect a post on just the water.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Top Right: Our partial sunset. We tried so hard to catch one but kept missing it!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Middle Left: Front of the ship. It was blocked off due to wind most of the trip.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Middle Right: Lifesaver! Not sure why it says Panama, since the Magic is out of Italy.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Bottom Left: The stair mechanism for cleaning the windows. I believe we're on Deck 11.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Bottom Right: The Theater. The curtain was amazing!! </div>
<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSPNVYWwIOtnvRE3I2vvozuhGye1NY0RY22cKm9ZfvlR0ne4jv2i4kebJhPlu5L9iH6czfQ3vO-3YRPmhH_KP-Pngf7T49mOuxkukhOU14sTTLUOqUUtk_LXgN9R_g04nRiXS1gvOl1A4s/s1600/IMG_7972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSPNVYWwIOtnvRE3I2vvozuhGye1NY0RY22cKm9ZfvlR0ne4jv2i4kebJhPlu5L9iH6czfQ3vO-3YRPmhH_KP-Pngf7T49mOuxkukhOU14sTTLUOqUUtk_LXgN9R_g04nRiXS1gvOl1A4s/s1600/IMG_7972.JPG" height="240" width="320" /> </a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I cheated on this one... We were actually in Honduras for this shot, but since it is a shot of the boat, I figured it could go here.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Stay tuned, kids! Next week we adventure in Mahogany Bay, Isla Roatan, Honduras! Snorkling, fish bites, and wild hermit crabs! </div>
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-17592844949549714692014-04-09T04:00:00.000-07:002014-04-09T04:00:07.865-07:00I've Tried That - Fairy WingsMy most favorite and popular Renaissance Festival has been my fairy costume. While I just kinda made up the wing process as I went, this is almost exactly how I made mine. Thanks, <a href="http://www.mommyblessings.com/">Mommy Blessings</a>!<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjndzj1W504kxWcZFFqHnRogJXa8TGA5FgMk185jMVIb8-tiqX1b615OFRM1Vfv2wfcMzKxj3-E6VR9qUZQM4EwPARzWwp2rKNEay8LS3zrTBNHV687OYw6WBkvNYfW2T-0jYfjOtGcGLzC/s1600/Summer1596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjndzj1W504kxWcZFFqHnRogJXa8TGA5FgMk185jMVIb8-tiqX1b615OFRM1Vfv2wfcMzKxj3-E6VR9qUZQM4EwPARzWwp2rKNEay8LS3zrTBNHV687OYw6WBkvNYfW2T-0jYfjOtGcGLzC/s1600/Summer1596.jpg" height="172" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo belongs to <a href="http://www.mommyblessings.com/2009/06/fairy-wings-tutorial.html">Mommy Blessings</a></td></tr>
</tbody></table>
To follow her wonderful tutorial to make some fairy wings for yourself, just Click on <a href="http://www.mommyblessings.com/2009/06/fairy-wings-tutorial.html">This Wonderful Link</a>!<br />
<br />
Do you want to see my costume? I bet you do. Here you go!<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIIfuEd1hkfoQuBKN4-cfpP2RcUxaxNz8SZHshr1ip7kG-3SAot2YpQ6nHUrt_Gx_lJItdSx9W8Qznm2SsrHZbk2ulhVB1UGi66sWu4OM1u93V8aCmnbwUFIszeO51gciGoaVuTjdM8Uta/s1600/IMG_6807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIIfuEd1hkfoQuBKN4-cfpP2RcUxaxNz8SZHshr1ip7kG-3SAot2YpQ6nHUrt_Gx_lJItdSx9W8Qznm2SsrHZbk2ulhVB1UGi66sWu4OM1u93V8aCmnbwUFIszeO51gciGoaVuTjdM8Uta/s1600/IMG_6807.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here's the costume minus the wings. There are various pieces of jewelry and some belts and tails that go with it.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyesOqX6uZ2ZPfHl4nlvNh0oCGAUKgrktwdDZtczDdrM94TZXP9JEvVprCDSYjkZIdg_yshpEEqP5H48tP_ma2c6nni_e4ApAfbFcw6Lp6_veVL-FK3RFBvyULTFJgtQZzXsSuDtpW8lAJ/s1600/DSC_6502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyesOqX6uZ2ZPfHl4nlvNh0oCGAUKgrktwdDZtczDdrM94TZXP9JEvVprCDSYjkZIdg_yshpEEqP5H48tP_ma2c6nni_e4ApAfbFcw6Lp6_veVL-FK3RFBvyULTFJgtQZzXsSuDtpW8lAJ/s1600/DSC_6502.JPG" height="320" width="319" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And here I am wearing it! I'm teaching the hubby to dance the Korobushka.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHiRT0DVQa7zP9Mq8fC09VxivnWohDL5e7G25c0LlTSJJ6gUX2SNgHE-ROjOlg-gEtLphOQryIWbsy_0Lj5pX94h9NcowiH6LO94I0HpokLdGz8mfjc3MDQ_PFZhHqepdVRifOWva4WN4B/s1600/DSC_6458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHiRT0DVQa7zP9Mq8fC09VxivnWohDL5e7G25c0LlTSJJ6gUX2SNgHE-ROjOlg-gEtLphOQryIWbsy_0Lj5pX94h9NcowiH6LO94I0HpokLdGz8mfjc3MDQ_PFZhHqepdVRifOWva4WN4B/s1600/DSC_6458.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My wings, though I am not wearing them. This is my sister (in the black) and her friend Sabrina (in my wings).</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-59225448151679403572014-02-22T06:51:00.000-08:002014-02-22T06:51:51.428-08:00A Year in ReviewDespite having taken out nearly all personal ramblings several months ago, I feel the need to share this with the internet. This year has been an incredible journey.<br />
<br />
In January of 2013, I had been "laid off" for 3 months and unable to find a job. The owner of the store I managed sold it with no warning and my job was gone. My husband worked part time for a movie theater, but it wasn't quite covering everything. There had been hope of better work in Tulsa, but nothing had panned out, and we were sinking fast. The last of our money was spent on a trip out to see Josh's family in Colorado and on rent. When we got home, we were broke, broken, and I was sick. The rest of the world might have survived the End of the World, but ours was about to implode.<br />
<br />
I spent a day driving around the city applying for everything I could (except McD's. NEVER AGAIN!), and on my way home Josh called. One of the doors that had been slammed in our face on the Tulsa thing was open, and JD (we'll call him that, anyway) had made sure that no one else could walk through it this time because he wanted Josh. DONE! We jumped on that, and 2 weeks later moved in with my parents. A month later (February now) we were still with them, and things had been wrapped up with the complex we were living in.<br />
<br />
We were, by government standards, homeless. Mail for us went to my parents' and everyone knew we were staying there, but our names were not assigned to any sort of dwelling place.<br />
<br />
That was February. I was still unemployed, but Josh was bringing home nearly double what he had been making in OKC. We were able to get our student loans in deferment and could finally start living again. <strike>Saving people, hunting things.</strike> Saving money, getting back on track.<br />
<br />
In May I picked up a part-time job near Tulsa. In June we moved into our own apartment in Tulsa. In July I got bumped up to full time. Things were getting better.<br />
<br />
But now? In February 2014? We are able to do for a friend what my parents did for us. We have booked a cruise. We are paying extra on our debts. And I just moved into a position at work that's higher than the one I was in. In just over a year. Things have changed so drastically from where we were a year ago that I almost can't believe it. I've been dancing around at work and at home from the sheer joy that God has brought us and all the blessings He has given us. I know what life is like at the bottom of the ladder. We were there for 2 years. I also know that it is not impossible to climb up.<br />
<br />
Ok. I'm done.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-72887628151073624322013-08-26T18:56:00.002-07:002013-08-26T18:57:02.559-07:00I've Tried That: "Woven" Friendship Bracelet<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
Raise your hand if you made friendship bracelets as a kid. *raises hand* Mine were the spiral macrame bracelets with just 2 threads. I had a pink one and then a purple one. These are much more cool! Up to 7 different colors in one bracelet, look awesome as wrap bracelets, and hold charms relatively well. <br />
<br />
And they're easy! The only things you'll need are: 1) A small piece of cardboard, and 2) Several different colors of embroidery thread.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://www.writeclickscrapbook.com/.a/6a0115703fdafe970b013484158596970c-800wi" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="http://www.writeclickscrapbook.com/.a/6a0115703fdafe970b013484158596970c-800wi" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
This is small enough to fit in your purse or pocket, easy to pick up, and you won't forget your place if you put it down. I ended up taking it to work to do in my downtime.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-47594653168074533852013-07-22T05:00:00.000-07:002013-07-22T05:00:13.994-07:00I've Tried That: Indian Shisha EmbroideryThis isn't a matter of working or not, but rather a matter of "can anyone do it?"<br />
<br />
Shisha is the Hindi word for "little glass" and Shisha Embroidery is embroidering little pieces of glass (mirrors) to something. Here's what it looks like:<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.joyfulabode.com/wp-content/uploads/HLIC/af112fa716ccd3756573e924e27b60de.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://www.joyfulabode.com/wp-content/uploads/HLIC/af112fa716ccd3756573e924e27b60de.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo belongs to Emily of Joyful Abode</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
My mom saw this picture on my Pinterest board and decided I needed to try it on a stocking swap she was doing with her quilt guild (lots of fun, that little project). My first one looked like crap, but the second and third ones looked pretty good.<br />
<br />
The verdict:<br />
Yep. Anyone who has at least a beginner's embroidery skill level and the ability to follow a picture tutorial can do this. Don't expect the first few to look this awesome, but don't get discouraged, either. It's fun and it looks really cool. I plan to do this around the bottom of an apron, actually... When we get the house unpacked and squared away.<br />
<br />
Resources:<br />
<a href="http://www.joyfulabode.com/2008/02/12/tutorial-indian-shisha-mirror-embroidery/">Joyful Abode - Tutorial: Indian Shisha Mirror Embroidery</a>The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-4439806240806088882013-07-15T05:00:00.000-07:002013-07-15T05:00:02.586-07:00I've Tried That: Dandelion on Fire<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://media-cache-ec3.pinimg.com/originals/9b/f1/f1/9bf1f1d34585f138971669cebe8a3331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://media-cache-ec3.pinimg.com/originals/9b/f1/f1/9bf1f1d34585f138971669cebe8a3331.jpg" height="320" width="223" /></a></div>
By now, anyone on Pinterest has seen this image. It is a lie! My mother and I hunted down the first dandelion of the year in their yard and, with lighter in hand, gathered everyone around. *click-poof-gone*<br />
<br />
There was nothing left.<br />
<br />
The smoke didn't even last more than a second. If there were pretty colors, they were too fast for the eye to see. Whoever took the picture has a really good camera and really, really good timing. Or they're just really good at Photoshop.<br />
<br />
In either case, don't waste your time and eyebrows on this one.<br />
<br />The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-91092000405885418332013-07-10T05:00:00.000-07:002013-07-10T05:00:03.684-07:00You're confined to your bed for 3 months...... due to a serious illness. What do you miss, and what's the first thing you'll do once they let you outside?<br />
<br />
Wow. This year's flu really got out of hand. It wasn't this bad last time I had it. The doctors say I should be better next week. Better enough to get out of this damn bed and go outside for a few minutes, at least. I can hardly wait! Birds and rain don't sound the same through a window, and with the freaking equipment beeping nothing sounds natural anymore. I wonder if they'll let me go to the lake... I don't want to get it, I just want to sit next to it and listen. I've missed natural sounds and smells and the feel of sunlight on my skin. You know that feeling when you go out on the first nice day in Spring in a tank top? When the breeze sweeps across your back and the warmth of the sun feels so soft an inviting? Or the smell of the first mowing of the year, so sweet and strong? I miss the squirrels barking when I walk outside and the birds chirping as they pick their favorite seeds out of the bird feed or find a particularly juicy worm to munch on. I miss playing in the dirt and planting new seeds. I think that's the first thing I'll do when I get to go home; I'm going to find a packet of seeds and plant a flowerbed. I'm just so sleepy right now, though. Maybe a nap...<br />
<br />
So I got this wonderful book called <i>642 Things to Write About</i>. It's a book of writing prompts, and I've decided to use it to jump-start my blog again and work around this writer's block I've had for the last several years. Hope you enjoy what I come up with! If you'd like to get the book yourself, you can find it on Amazon. I bought mine at Anthropologie for the same price, though.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-66434683886418990132013-07-08T05:00:00.000-07:002013-07-08T05:00:05.095-07:00I've Tried That: Brine Your T-ShirtsHere starts the first post in a series: Things I've Tried from Pinterest. This week, you get one that actually works! Brine your T-shirts to make them super-soft without having to wear them for years first.<br />
<br />
What you'll do:<br />
<br />
Dissolve 1/2 cup salt in 4 cups of water.<br />
Soak your shirt for 3 to 4 days, stirring occasionally.<br />
Toss it in the washing machine with a little detergent.<br />
Tumble dry.<br />
Enjoy your brand new T-shirt that feels vintage soft.<br />
<br />
So, how did it work?<br />
<br />
Remarkably well, actually.<br />
<br />
I got a plain brown T-shirt from Michael's on one of their sales, soaked it in a bucket with salty water for 4 days, and then <i>deviated from the instructions</i>. I didn't have easy access to a washer (living in an apartment without hookups, laundry mat every week), so I washed it in the sink and let it air dry. <b>DO NOT DO THAT!</b> It came out scratchy and stiff. I gave it up as a lost cause and tossed it in the pile to wash. After laundry day, as I was folding all the clothes, I came across a brown T-shirt that looked brand new but felt super worn. Then it clicked: the experiment worked! Now when I get new shirts, I dig out a bucket and brine them all.<br />
<br />
Have you tried it? Did it work for you? Let me know in the comments.<br />
<br />
Phwoosh<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Resources:<br />
<a href="http://octaneshop.com/pages/brine-your-tee">OctaneShop.com</a>The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-29708432377130329152013-04-12T14:03:00.002-07:002013-07-06T08:58:58.122-07:00Adventures in Corsetry - Where I got the "Pattern"I'm finally doing it. I'm finally drafting my own pattern from my measurements and using spiral steel boning and making a victorian-esq corset.<br />
<br />
What I hope to get from my corset:<br />
- An amazing outerwear costume piece<br />
- Something I can coordinate with for years to come<br />
- A workable pattern to make many more corsets<br />
- KNOWLEDGE! Knowledge of the proper way to fit a corset and draft a pattern.<br />
<br />
Now, a confession: I've already started. I have the pattern drafted, traced, allowanced, and cut (all together took 4 hours), the mockup shell pieced (1 hour), and the boning cut and tipped (1.5 hours). Time: 6.5 hours so far<br />
<br />
And I have pictures of the whole process! Yippee! But the terrible part of that is that I have no way to get the pictures from my camera to my computer. My cables and card readers are all in storage and I don't have a clue how to get to them. So today you get the fruits of my research.<br />
<br />
I wanted something that would give me some reduction, cover my hips a little, and go over my bust. This ruled out the conical Renaissance stays that seemed to be popping up in all of my searches*. After 2 full days of searching, I stumbled across exactly what I wanted.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.yourwardrobeunlockd.com/">Your Wardrobe Unlock'd.</a><br />
<br />
On this wonderful website I found a .PDF file of 54 pages that goes in depth on how to draft your own Victorian corset pattern based on your measurements. <a href="http://yourwardrobeunlockd.com/images/stories/pdf/draftcorsetpr.pdf">Click here to download it yourself</a>.<br />
<br />
I took my measurements, wrote them down where I wouldn't lose them, and them went to have the document printed. Like I said, it's 54 pages long, and I wasn't about to subject my parents' printer to that. For less than $10 I had it printed, covered, and spiral bound. Go check with your local printer (mine is at the college) to see what kind of sweet deals you can get!<br />
<br />
So, that should save you 2 days if you're trying to find the same thing I was. It's worth the time and the money to have a pattern this good. I'm so very pleased with my mockup at this point.<br />
<br />
*<a href="http://www.elizabethancostume.net/custompat/">This seems to be the go-to for drafting "corset" patterns</a>. It isn't what I wanted, but I drafted one anyway and it looks like it would be a great one. This resource truly is a gem, if not quite the one I was looking for.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-56453332263409865112012-01-07T20:18:00.000-08:002013-07-06T14:16:31.328-07:00My ChaiYou need to know this: I love hot tea. I especially like Chai tea. It all started at a restaurant called P.F. Chang's when my dad ordered a small pot of tea to go with our meal. At that point, I didn't really care for tea, but after that I was hooked. I found a box of India Spice Chai by Celestial Seasonings and ran out in a matter of weeks. When I went to get more, it was gone. None of the stores in my town had any. So I got regular Chai, which was great too. Until about 20 minutes ago, I used Stash to sate my Chai addiction. Now I have my own blend.<br />
<br />
Wait... What is Chai? Literally, Chai is Tea. Chai Tea is redundant, meaning "tea tea." Most of us Westerners associate Chai with Masala Chai. Masala Chai is very popular in India. It uses a tea base, a sweetener, milk, and a mixture of "warm" spices called karha. Karha itself has a couple of different components: ground ginger and green cardamom pods, with some other spices mixed in.<br />
<br />
So... My Chai! I'll break it down by the 4 parts of Chai.<br />
-Typically, a strong black tea is used as the tea base. I am using Lipton loose-leaf tea since it's what I have on hand. It is a black tea, so it works. I'm not a tea-snob, so I don't really care. It's good to me!<br />
-As a sweetener, I use honey. In addition to being better for you than plain sugar, honey has some health benefits and a wonderfully sweet, earthy taste. To me, Chai should taste earthy and warm. If you don't want to use honey, don't. Use plain white sugar, or brown sugar, or some sort of sweet nectar. Whatever makes you happy.<br />
-Milk. If I could talk my husband into buying whole milk, that's what I'd use. As it is, he wants 2%, so I'm using 2%. Whole milk makes it more rich. You could use condensed milk and it would double as the sweetener. Eew.<br />
-Karha. Say the word. Karha. The sound of it is wonderful. Now imagine the sweet earthynes of ginger and allspice and cloves mixed together with the sharp smell of pepper and fennel. Be right back. I have to go brew another cup.<br />
<br />
I like my tea on the spicy-sweet side, and you can never go wrong with cloves and allspice. Those are my favorite spices. So... What is my Karha? I broke tradition and didn't use cardamom pods (I don't know where to get them...). Here's how I did it:<br />
<br />
1 Tablespoon fennel<br />
1 teaspoon whole allspice, lightly crushed<br />
12 whole cloves, lightly crushed<br />
1 cinnamon stick, crushed<br />
1/4 teaspoon ground ginger<br />
1/4 teaspoon black peppercorns<br />
2 bay leaves, crumbled<br />
2 Tablespoons loose leaf black tea<br />
<br />
Mix everything together and store it in an airtight container. To brew, pour 1 cup of boiling water over 1 teaspoon of the Chai. Steep for 5-ish minutes. Add the honey and top of the teacup with some milk. Sit back and enjoy!<br />
<br />
I'm thinking that some dried orange zest would be great in this...<br />
<br />
Anyway, I'm off for the night to read some more Song of Ice and Fire. Things are getting good!<br />
<br />
-PhwooshThe Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-52627094006202433652011-12-28T15:31:00.000-08:002013-07-06T09:00:49.472-07:00Star Wars: The Old Republic<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/brianoxley456/Old_Republic_Banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t136/brianoxley456/Old_Republic_Banner.jpg" /></a></div>
You had to know it was coming. Seriously. But here it is! One week after release, I have totaled 32 levels across 2 characters, one a Bounty Hunter, the other a Jedi Consular. So how is it going?<br />
<br />
I might just be more addicted to this game than to any other video game. Yeah.<br />
<br />
I loved World of Warcraft, even through a little bit of Cataclysm and all the changes that brought. The changes there are too great now and the game has lost quite a bit of its magic. Numbers started getting too high, daily quests started taking up too much time, and there wasn't a lot to do outside of dailies apart from grinding out materials for yourself and your guild. Granted, some of the new stuff was awesome, like the guild perks and races and all of the changes that Deathwing wrought on the surface, and the new dungeons were fun, too. None of those even start to catch up to the rep/mats/money grindfest that the game had become, though. And what are they doing to fix it? Kung Fu Panda. 'Nuff said.<br />
<br />
So how is Star Wars: The Old Republic any different? I don't think it will be once I hit the level cap. The way classes play is a lot like WoW to the point that Josh still uses terms like "Taunt" and other tank-ish words while playing his Jedi Knight. The big differences are these:<br />
<ul>
<li>Almost every class can do every roll depending on the talent tree chosen.</li>
<ul>
<li>Only a couple of classes on each side can't do Damage, Tank, and Heal.</li>
</ul>
<li>Quests are a lot more interactive.</li>
<ul>
<li>Talking to your quest givers, you can pick the nice answer or the ass-hole answer, and enough of either will change your appearance and what kind of gear you can use.</li>
</ul>
<li>Your class has its own quest line!</li>
<ul>
<li>When you start out, you have a mentor who guides you through the game. They aren't always beside you, but you report back to them every so often (unless they fall ill or die).</li>
</ul>
<li>Everyone has a "Pet."</li>
<ul>
<li>Pets are called Companions (no, not like Inara) and they fight alongside you, do your crafting, and go on missions for you. Your choices during the quests determines how much your companion likes you, and the more they like you the better they are. You are also responsible for gearing your companion</li>
</ul>
<li>Everyone has a starship.</li>
<ul>
<li>Somewhere around level 17 every character will get their own starship to fly around in outer space. It costs credits to do so, but not a lot. You also get your second companion here. Much like your companion, you are responsible for "gearing" your ship with modifications that can be bought in space stations. In addition to all of these wonderful goodies, there are escort quests you can do in your starship!</li>
</ul>
</ul>
Do I need to tell you how much I love this game or can you guess? On my Consular, Azarshetai, I am very attached to my Master, Yuon Par. As soon as I was declared a full Jedi, she collapsed and has been ill ever since. I'd do almost anything to save her! Maelri, my bounty hunter, is growing increasingly fond of her companion, Maco, who lost the only father figure she ever knew not too long ago. Maco is now on the hunt for her real parents, and Maelri wants to help her there.<br />
<br />
Well, I'm off. Need to scrounge something up for dinner.<br />
<br />
-AnnyThe Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-17546797039845463252011-12-15T07:38:00.000-08:002013-07-06T14:18:18.263-07:00From the Kitchen: Spring Cove Pancake<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhb3ebdBQJl4vipLRWUdtVv39nTdMU0gM8dMvbwyotxURfYLPOSlj5plW3ecPZz7JFGD7FLpfAKsEKjO3QtnFU0d3CQl6pazQAfG97J7c4a4gpxNYyDmHRx5LMPD_gUvHJend4fP33AGGP/s1600/IMG_6972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhb3ebdBQJl4vipLRWUdtVv39nTdMU0gM8dMvbwyotxURfYLPOSlj5plW3ecPZz7JFGD7FLpfAKsEKjO3QtnFU0d3CQl6pazQAfG97J7c4a4gpxNYyDmHRx5LMPD_gUvHJend4fP33AGGP/s320/IMG_6972.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Original recipe from Alli at <a href="http://www.onepearlbutton.com/2011/11/recipe-cape-cod-pancake.html">One Pearl Button</a></td></tr>
</tbody></table>
My grandmother used to live by a cove on Lake Hudson (in Oklahoma) called Spring Cove. I would go up there for a week or two out of each summer and play Chicken Foot with her and fish with my Papa and we'd go shopping and visit other family and I'd grow as a person for just being in that beautiful place. The time there was as smooth as vanilla and my memories are as sweet as sugar. For those reasons, I've named this modified Cape Cod pancake and renamed it the Spring Cove pancake.<br />
<br />
<u><b>What you'll need</b></u>:<br />
1 Tablespoon butter <br />
2 eggs<br />
1/2 cup milk<br />
1/2 cup flour<br />
2 Tablespoons sugar<br />
1/2 teaspoon vanilla<br />
<br />
<u><b>What you'll do</b></u>:<br />
Preheat the oven to 350*F. In a cast iron skillet, melt the butter. In a bowl, mix together the eggs, milk, flour, sugar, and vanilla until they aren't lumpy anymore. Pour the batter over the butter and bake the whole thing for 20 minutes. Serve with your favorite pancake toppings.<br />
<br />
I eat mine plain because they're sweet enough for me without syrup or jelly, and peanut butter doesn't really fit. Next time I go see my grandparents, I'm going to make this for them. They no longer live by the lake, but they're in the same town I grew up in now, and I'll see them in a week or so.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a98/larien_v/Pictures/Graduation/DSC_1216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a98/larien_v/Pictures/Graduation/DSC_1216.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
This is me, my little sister, and Gumby in the middle.<br />
<br />
In other news:<br />
<i>Personal information taken out due to Blog changes 7/2013</i><br />
<br />
-AnnyThe Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-87226271669429862122011-12-05T11:41:00.000-08:002013-07-06T09:01:58.764-07:00Christmas Dress, Circle Skirt, and CapeSo, no picnic dress yet. I still have to finish that, and in order to finish that I have to finish Christmas presents. But... I have my most recent 4 projects in photo form! And without any further ado, here they are:<br />
<br />
This is a full circle skirt I made out of some old polyester double-knit that my mom's friend gave to me. It started as a way to add some color to my Sunday wardrobe since said wardrobe is full of black, white, and brown.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc-g74Z7QsSHxjJ2sx-yd9YZ66I-F18z7JrqdFXjDB5VFA5FJm6rFmMEB-z7yj-rVLF2A-FOngIxT6shYr1dymyJR41vvgpLUS-D34U_0IucXmSFg-IoGbSv7_3Iuhe027NzEdSUBZtcna/s1600/IMG_6969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc-g74Z7QsSHxjJ2sx-yd9YZ66I-F18z7JrqdFXjDB5VFA5FJm6rFmMEB-z7yj-rVLF2A-FOngIxT6shYr1dymyJR41vvgpLUS-D34U_0IucXmSFg-IoGbSv7_3Iuhe027NzEdSUBZtcna/s320/IMG_6969.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
The next image is another attempt to add some color to my wardrobe. It also came about as practice for another dress I want to make. Made of homespun cotton, this plaid dress was probably more of a challenge than the lace dress. The Christmas Dress was my first foray into the world of plaids. Of course, I couldn't help modifying it. The black band is a strip of bias tape that I added for an accent.<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirvPjDpttQU7hiItuE3grrBNFLYgCtWjBAYSQNE9a4RUozkH5k9U6WQDpb0S-C6WdRFxGhBzKX8ChmNW6UeqXw0q8vupPkdlAGnasHRVTchaQROMkh3YyPlsGLJ1s4SzV63-tOpfBqHlnV/s1600/IMG_6961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirvPjDpttQU7hiItuE3grrBNFLYgCtWjBAYSQNE9a4RUozkH5k9U6WQDpb0S-C6WdRFxGhBzKX8ChmNW6UeqXw0q8vupPkdlAGnasHRVTchaQROMkh3YyPlsGLJ1s4SzV63-tOpfBqHlnV/s320/IMG_6961.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So we're moving from brown, black, and white<br />
to brown, black, white, and red...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
It's SUPER-PLAID! Flowing from red to red plaid to purple plaid, we have my new source of warmth for the spring and fall seasons. This whole project just sort of cobbled itself together. I was originally going to make it out of the red plaid above, but while at Hobby Lobby one day... Well, it was on sale! How could I resist? Three dollars a yard for the soft, warm purply-ness... The lining is some sort of satin stuff that I found at a church sale. It's amazing, too. And, as with the plaid dress, I had to modify. The original pattern called for thicker fabric, a ton of bias tape, and no lining. I nixed the tape, added a lining, and made the whole thing a little more light.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMmijtMS7wX5nDw_T1uvT3zyxseWSbCOYmc1vSpiP_i2v7Y4LzfZL5Nmix3w9LMsg3TC-oWHEiYQz4-FhKqO9XalCAf5d9RmqFZ3p0eTyjBmQmjuwkC7hg9WrZkW7S1tCmJOrnY5eB3MG-/s1600/IMG_6965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMmijtMS7wX5nDw_T1uvT3zyxseWSbCOYmc1vSpiP_i2v7Y4LzfZL5Nmix3w9LMsg3TC-oWHEiYQz4-FhKqO9XalCAf5d9RmqFZ3p0eTyjBmQmjuwkC7hg9WrZkW7S1tCmJOrnY5eB3MG-/s320/IMG_6965.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
And that's all in the way of clothing. I still have to finish a vest for a friend, my nightgown (that lacks only embroidery and ties in the back), and the ever-incomplete picnic dress. But wait! Don't run away just yet. I still have to show you my grandmother's Christmas present!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21hoJYeAUh7ryDU_GAb93Oicm-6vI0Uqlfj59U16binMLLkeSi8Nbbo99CUBjKWJYvzRc5MWhkB7UjBBMX2-UCBezofsSje56AdXsON94280QtUqPuzU65QOl4sBh3Fxg1p2rTfBv8bcI/s1600/IMG_6967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21hoJYeAUh7ryDU_GAb93Oicm-6vI0Uqlfj59U16binMLLkeSi8Nbbo99CUBjKWJYvzRc5MWhkB7UjBBMX2-UCBezofsSje56AdXsON94280QtUqPuzU65QOl4sBh3Fxg1p2rTfBv8bcI/s320/IMG_6967.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
It's still a work in progress, though I have four more rows woven and pinned and ready to sew than what you see here. I found this wonderful tutorial over at <a href="http://www.modabakeshop.com/2011/02/woven-jelly-roll-rug.html">The Moda Bake Shop</a>, and since I had the jelly roll, I couldn't resist. I know Gumby will love it. How do I know this? I know this because I love it and I don't want to give it up!<br />
<br />
That's all for today. Soon I shall have ornaments to show off and a completed rug and maybe even some recipes up. For now, I need to clean my kitchen and figure out something for dinner and get up enough courage to mess with my glue so I can make my sister's Christmas present.<br />
<br />
Until next time!<br />
<br />
Phwoosh<br />
<br />
P.S. I now have a Pinterest account. When I get more pins, I'll throw up a link and you can come check it out.The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-42738652077204941992011-12-02T06:21:00.000-08:002013-07-06T14:19:06.788-07:00From the Kitchen: Ham FettuccineThanksgiving's not that far behind us and for those of us who had ham in lieu of turkey, the leftovers are beginning to get a bit old. I found this wonderful, cheap way to re-purpose the slabs of ham from the fridge and it tastes wonderful.<br />
<i><u><br />
</u></i><br />
<i><u>What you'll need:</u></i><br />
12 oz uncooked fettuccine noodles*<br />
1/4 onion, chopped<br />
2 cloves garlic, minced<br />
3 T butter<br />
3 c cooked, cubed ham<br />
1 1/2 t oregano<br />
1 1/2 t basil<br />
1 1/2 t parsley<br />
1/2 t cayenne<br />
1 c meatless spaghetti sauce** <br />
3/4 c heavy whipping cream<br />
<br />
<u><i>What to do:</i></u><br />
Cook and drain the noodles according to package directions. While waiting for that, in a large skillet, saute the onion and garlic in butter until they're tender. Add the ham and herbs and stir/cook for 4 to 5 minutes. Add the spaghetti sauce, bring to a boil, and stir/cook for 2 minutes. Remove from heat, stir in the cream, and toss in the noodles. It doesn't thicken up that much, but the sauce does stick. Serve and enjoy! Makes about 6 servings.<br />
<br />
*I had less than 12 oz and snapped my noodles in half. Same amount, but it looked like more.<br />
**We didn't have any pre-made spaghetti sauce (yuck!), so I took a small can of tomato sauce, added enough water to bring it to 1 cup, added some Italian seasonings, garlic powder, salt, pepper, and a dash of paprika. Worked wonderfully!<br />
<br />
In other news:<br />
<i>Personal information taken out due to Blog changes 7/2013</i><br />
<br />
That's all for today! I'm out, folks.<br />
<br />
-PhwooshThe Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-49669848504393376992011-08-12T06:48:00.000-07:002013-07-06T14:19:43.823-07:00Oh, the thing's I've found...<div style="text-align: left;">
I've got enough material to blog for a few days at least. Today there will be some pictures, though. I finally pulled the picture of Karen's bag off my camera, and got a picture of the wonderful <a href="http://phwoosh.blogspot.com/2011/08/from-kitchen-sauteed-summer-vegetables.html">Sauteed Summer Vegetables</a>. And it's been raining like crazy here for the first time in months, so I have some pictures of the sky to share, too. Also coming today, costume talk. It is supposed to be dress-up day, after all.</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
First off, The Karen Bag. It's made of denim because she walks everywhere and it needed to be sturdy. She works two jobs, so it needed to be big enough to carry her uniforms. It's blue because that's her favorite color. I now present The Karen Bag.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<table><tbody>
<tr><td><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNY_GVsIbSS_YhWmo70l5Dp3Gcem794bWf-RyDslbEZ1-1xxGMFsKlsWDSM3OIWEUj0Tfa1DhJicq1tD5CUt8HCq9l8mAMJMMAtcs1Ut5vpcziEGFtTfcBXwj2OT_TUxzrYTE_knr5yr5f/s1600/IMG_6828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNY_GVsIbSS_YhWmo70l5Dp3Gcem794bWf-RyDslbEZ1-1xxGMFsKlsWDSM3OIWEUj0Tfa1DhJicq1tD5CUt8HCq9l8mAMJMMAtcs1Ut5vpcziEGFtTfcBXwj2OT_TUxzrYTE_knr5yr5f/s200/IMG_6828.JPG" width="150" /></a></td> <td><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvyXU7x3P6uIz5woNtSfoPQEm1RxTvze4_Huwo16abmR6Jt2g-SNh6bAN6Rnx82oGtH9jSvndXfj3i1X-vBZlhIIhpfBOqetaeCNweL2P-MtBDW78GbFHsG0PglsFEbW77eUoFzOTzHdMJ/s1600/IMG_6829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvyXU7x3P6uIz5woNtSfoPQEm1RxTvze4_Huwo16abmR6Jt2g-SNh6bAN6Rnx82oGtH9jSvndXfj3i1X-vBZlhIIhpfBOqetaeCNweL2P-MtBDW78GbFHsG0PglsFEbW77eUoFzOTzHdMJ/s200/IMG_6829.JPG" width="150" /></a></td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
I made it using a bag I made from a pattern my mom had a couple years ago. It's big enough to use as a school bag with a laptop, charger, and textbooks, and small enough to use as a large purse. The only problem is that it's really deep and it has a large opening, which would make it all too easy for pickpockets. I wouldn't carry it at a festival.<br />
<br />
Time for something mouth-watering. The vegetable dish.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNbKl8hEdtSQRA_HMdsydi_P6SW-aVrbFCZNGQM2UlaeOWfEea5-CAXr-LSHYRcpSF_4sM8tC8uO00_gbMLIKyJ6v1DBbVL34DUPF5lXG7mTS3tbWuP0pL-XsUEaQ9L8SmzQK-XlzzdXn/s1600/IMG_6867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNbKl8hEdtSQRA_HMdsydi_P6SW-aVrbFCZNGQM2UlaeOWfEea5-CAXr-LSHYRcpSF_4sM8tC8uO00_gbMLIKyJ6v1DBbVL34DUPF5lXG7mTS3tbWuP0pL-XsUEaQ9L8SmzQK-XlzzdXn/s320/IMG_6867.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
Oh, how I love this thing. Pardon my messy stove. Admire my collection of cast-iron. And drool at the glory that is nothing but fresh vegetables. For the recipe, <a href="http://phwoosh.blogspot.com/2011/08/from-kitchen-sauteed-summer-vegetables.html">click this link</a>.<br />
<br />
Rain! Glorious rain! It hasn't really rained here in about a month and a half. The last good rain we had was on my birthday, June 28. A couple days ago, a couple friends in Stillwater contacted me to let me know what was heading this way. Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning. Loss of power, downed trees, and a little fear. I stood on the porch and watched in true Okie style. The photos that follow are in order of occurrence.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlh-UIpQIlTBD2v8wvhyphenhyphenSvrhvgLgqD41tiMJpo_nFiYBQFiKSj7xO4T97iZyQVxNXM40RCwr-Mxm9edAAFqjFzchxRuCdq4wAEkBzbmUKyDBdi5SwhGEswZ_Nw1WYMXplp1F5ofWyKm0h/s1600/IMG_6849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlh-UIpQIlTBD2v8wvhyphenhyphenSvrhvgLgqD41tiMJpo_nFiYBQFiKSj7xO4T97iZyQVxNXM40RCwr-Mxm9edAAFqjFzchxRuCdq4wAEkBzbmUKyDBdi5SwhGEswZ_Nw1WYMXplp1F5ofWyKm0h/s320/IMG_6849.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUI8EqiKBEDxROxiN3DL0dWad6ieofvdZyUO_-hPC4n5D52QbrH4OkoblSAhpI7NO1X5vsrRC6pcK5CPIQhhp6RimB7VOZTuEGN7pf7whUeHuxFhtsxIckcmhM4yWWZGiplKKGgeFPhp5i/s1600/IMG_6857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUI8EqiKBEDxROxiN3DL0dWad6ieofvdZyUO_-hPC4n5D52QbrH4OkoblSAhpI7NO1X5vsrRC6pcK5CPIQhhp6RimB7VOZTuEGN7pf7whUeHuxFhtsxIckcmhM4yWWZGiplKKGgeFPhp5i/s320/IMG_6857.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGWkfBNECSaV8aiFhsHqUQq9vzUr43JuNYRhT74WUZJ-C0AuVWS58m3xTpcUhrVUWe1zT0bik4RZB344OLsKDDh8LT0IAnKBBX02J9z7vHICeB1sZzlgqO29n4ygZR2M8fjuflwnt79TqB/s1600/IMG_6858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGWkfBNECSaV8aiFhsHqUQq9vzUr43JuNYRhT74WUZJ-C0AuVWS58m3xTpcUhrVUWe1zT0bik4RZB344OLsKDDh8LT0IAnKBBX02J9z7vHICeB1sZzlgqO29n4ygZR2M8fjuflwnt79TqB/s320/IMG_6858.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
One friend sent a picture to me titled Aftermath. It was a picture of all the trees around his place that had lost limbs. I sent him the last one, also titled Aftermath.The sky was absolutely beautiful all through the storm, and when it had blown over, this is what it left behind in the sunset. We've been having weather like this for the last few days now.<br />
<br />
And now for the actual Friday report: I'm getting a lightsaber! More specifically, I'm getting <a href="http://www.ultrasabers.com/PhotoDetails.asp?ShowDESC=N&ProductCode=Aeon">this saber</a>. Sorry. It won't let me post an image of it. I'll get you one when it gets here, which might be today or tomorrow. Anyway... It's my birthday present, precious. I need a costume for it. There's nowhere to wear it 'cept conventions and Halloween, really, but that works for me. And it gives me practice modding patterns. See, I'm not going with the pattern-book costume Jedi mess for me. I want to still look like a female. I don't want the long skirt business, either. After a long-ish search, I found this:<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/download/172202131/Jedi_consular_by_commander_13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.deviantart.com/download/172202131/Jedi_consular_by_commander_13.jpg" width="229" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Character design by <a href="http://commander-13.deviantart.com/">commander-13</a></td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Very close to what I want! The top's a bit too racy for me, and I'll be wearing it mostly in colder weather (Halloween will be it's debut), so I figured I'd add another layer. A long sleeved shirt underneath should do well. Off to the pattern stash! For the under-layer, I found McCall's 7899, printed in 1995. I then looked at it again and discovered that for the tunic, the same pattern would work! I just use some different pieces and lengthen it, leave the sides open for the ties I want, and ta-da!<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.75322043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.75322043.jpg" width="252" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tops A and F for the top half of the Jedi costume.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
Instead of a narrow belt, as is shown in both the Jedi picture and the pattern example, I'm going with an <a href="http://www.cutoutandkeep.net/projects/obi-style-belt">Obi style belt</a>. I like the width of it and the corset-y influence it has on one's shape. While thinking about it this morning, I figured out a way to modify this, too. Instead of overlapping ends I'm going to make it just long enough so that the points meet and have them tie together there. I'll put a narrow belt over that in the middle to hide the tie and to put my various pouches on when I get them.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
And for the pants, I'm using Simplicity 8186 printed in 1998. They've got pockets and they are tight enough to show I'm a woman, and loose enough to move around in. I haven't yet decided if I'm going to make anything with a hood or not. An asymmetrical mini-cape would be fun, I think. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Now I think I'm done for the day. There's still a lot I want to blog about, though. My experiences with Molten Front dailies, the tiered skirt measurement generator I found yesterday, my pick-nick dress, and the pictures of my new house dress that I haven't taken... Those things will have to wait, though. Now it is time for caffeine and an egg.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
-Anny</div>
The Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-22567900568331312512011-08-02T19:03:00.000-07:002013-07-06T16:54:17.808-07:00From the Kitchen: Sauteed Summer VegetablesIt's summertime, which means that vegetables are coming up. Oh, man are they coming up. Probably not here, but the local Wal-Mart has some good ones from somewhere right now. Josh and I went to pick up some sandwich stuff and came home with a bag full of yummies. Squash, a tomato, some green beans, a few onions... And all of it went into my latest creation. This one's all me, too.<br />
<br />
You will need:<br />
<br />
1 small onion, sliced<br />
1 T olive oil<br />
1 medium squash, cubed<br />
1 clove garlic, minced<br />
1 handful green beans, cut into 1" segments<br />
1 tomato, gutted and cubed<br />
1/4 teaspoon basil<br />
1/4 teaspoon salt<br />
1/8 teaspoon pepper<br />
<br />
What you'll do:<br />
<br />
Saute the onions in the olive oil until they're tender. Add everything else, lower the heat, and simmer until the vegetables are tender, too.<br />
<br />
Makes 2 servings<br />
<br />
Yeah. It's that easy. I'm thinking about eating the second serving right now, to be honest. Sooooo good! Next time I make some I'll throw up a picture, 'cause it's pretty too. All the color!<br />
<br />
I'll also put up pictures of the Karen Bag. They're still on my camera, right before the pictures of the fire that I've already thrown up. And maybe I'll get some pictures of my new house dress!<br />
<br />
So my parents came to visit on Friday and my mom brought a bag of trims with her for me. As she carried it in, I saw a wad of orange fabric on top. And not just any orange; burnt orange. I. Hate. Burnt. Orange. Turns out it was a dress with some gaudy embroidery all over the front and it's shaped like a potato sack. There were ties in the back, though, so that wasn't so bad. I put it on the next morning. Keep in mind: Orange, potato sack, gaudy embroidery. Add to that list: too short to wear beyond the front door. This shapeless thing has nothing going for it! At all! I'm making another.<br />
<br />
That's right, I've completely lost my mind. I love it! I'm wearing the orange one right now. And eventually I'm going to make a How to Recreate a Shapeless Garment thing and put it here, too.<br />
<br />
The new one is, of course, purple. Instead of the tacky trim around the bottom but not the hem, I chose some black crocheted lace and used that around the hem. One one of the front corners (there's also scandalously high slits =P) I'm embroidering some cogs and a cool steampunk-y swirly thing, compliments of <a href="http://www.urbanthreads.com/product_details?product_id=4346&category_id=102">Urban Threads</a>.<br />
<br />
<i>Personal information taken out due to Blog changes 7/2013</i><br />
<br />
I started playing Minecraft. It's super-addictive until you get your house the way you want it and landscape your yard to perfection. Then it's boring. I got bored, which means that I spent a week mining for stuff and finding stuff and building a small castle and some waterfalls. All done. I'm actually a little bored with games. Am looking forward to Skyrim, though. Skyrim is the latest in the Elder Scrolls game line. While I missed out on Oblivion, I'm super-excited for Skyrim. Morrowind was just too amazing and I wish I could find my copy so I could get sucked back into that.<br />
<br />
Games, food, sewing, jobs... I think I've covered everything! And now it's off to bed, off to bed...<br />
<br />
-AnnyThe Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8723088828452959230.post-58620365510511337062011-07-21T14:18:00.000-07:002013-07-06T16:54:46.244-07:00From the Kitchen: Honey Cake (+ fire pictures)Oh, my, how I do love honey. Sticky and sweet and soooo good! I'll give you the recipe first, and then if you want you can keep reading to hear about how the last couple weeks have been. There will be pictures of fire if you do!<br />
<br />
No picture of the cake, though. It's not too impressive to look at, and I was much to excited to start eating it when it came out of the oven. It's sweet and earthy and moist and crumbly and everything I love about cake in one wonderful bite. Cloves and cinnamon and allspice and honey and brown sugar and oh dear... I think I'll have to go have another slice!<br />
<br />
What you'll need:<br />
3 1/2 cups flour<br />
1 Tablespoon baking powder<br />
1 teaspoon baking soda<br />
1/2 teaspoon salt<br />
4 teaspoons cinnamon<br />
1/2 teaspoon ground cloves<br />
1/2 teaspoon ground allspice<br />
1 cup vegetable oil<br />
1 1/4 cup honey<br />
1 1/2 cup sugar<br />
1/2 cup brown sugar<br />
3 large eggs<br />
1 teaspoon vanilla<br />
1 cup strong chai tea*<br />
1/2 cup orange juice<br />
<br />
What you'll do:<br />
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit and grease 2 9'' round cake pans. Set those aside. In a large bowl, whisk together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, cloves, and allspice. Make a well in the center and add the vegetable oil, honey**, sugar, brown sugar, eggs, vanilla, tea, and orange juice. Mix together, making sure to get all of the dry stuff from the bottom, until it's no longer lumpy. It'll be a bit stiff for a batter; consider using a mixer of some sort. Spoon the batter into the cake pans and bake in the middle of the oven for around 45 minutes***. Let it set 15 minutes before removing it from the pan. Serve! And again... and again... and again...<br />
<br />
*Chai tea - I poured 1 cup boiling water over 2 chai tea bags and let it steep for around 5 minutes. Worked great.<br />
**Measuring out the oil before the honey ensures that the honey comes out of the measuring cup without a lot of mess. I also guessed on the 1/4 cup part, so that didn't get measured. Just pour some in. It'll be fine.<br />
***My oven is a beast and I ended up only baking it for 35 minutes. Adjust time as needed.<br />
<br />
<i>Personal information taken out due to Blog changes 7/2013</i><br />
<br />
I, for one, thought Transformers: Dark of the Moon was awesome. It was full of explosions and conspiracy and robots, which is what a summer movie is supposed to be. I was sad they killed Ironhide, and elated when Optimus killed Megatron. The only thing I didn't like about it was that the first scene in the modern world was a panty-shot of the whiny kid's new girlfriend. They could have left that out.<br />
<br />
But it's going to be another year and a half before anything even has a chance of beating the final installment of the Harry Potter movies. Have you SEEN it? Gah! Just... Oh, man. After they butchered Half Blood Prince, I was afraid of watching Deathly Hallows part 1. And after the wonderful movie that was part 1, I was terrified that part 2 was going to be nothing but a battle. It was, totally, but it had everything!<br />
<br />
<<SPOILER ALERT!>><br />
<br />
McGonagall called the castle to life, Molly killed Bellatrix, Dumbledore was at the train station with the creepy Voldy-thingy, Nevill killed Nagini, Fred died... They even had the part about Snape and the pensieve! And it showed Snape's patronus! EEEEEEEEEE! Sure, the duel between Molly and Bellatrix wasn't that epic, and the resurrection stone wasn't part of the ring that Dumbledore destroyed, and they left out the attack of the house elves and Grop, and Goyle was a black kid, but let's face it... The movie wasn't about Bellatrix and Molly, at least Harry got the resurrection stone, they left out everything about S.P.E.W., Hagrid was hardly in this one so how could we ecxpect them to put in his brother?, and no one cared about Malfoy's goons anyway.<br />
<br />
<<End Spoilers>><br />
<br />
It was a wonderful movie, and everyone should go see it at least twice.<br />
<br />
<i>Personal information taken out due to Blog changes 7/2013</i><br />
<br />
So yeah. That's what I've been up to. I'll post some about the adventures of my new warlock, my endeavors at getting a new flying mount on Phwoosh, any other new recipes I have tried and haven't posted (can't think of any, though), and hopefully some crafts when we get a little more settled in.<br />
<br />
It's good to be back,<br />
AnnyThe Mistresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05037070477707127069noreply@blogger.com0