Fragmented...

[merimask]

I'm thinking in sentence fragments.  Urge to write as such simply overwhelming.

Busy.  Finished the stupid belts.

There they are.  Dumb belts.  That's all I'm going to have time for, too.   Seven.  *shakes head*   Pennsic will just have to fight it out over 'em...I have priorities now & they don't involve accessories.  Still, they did turn out nicely.  I always do my best.

The plaques are coming along...coming along.  I've been at them all weekend.  It's all those tiny LEAVES that are tripping me up...so damn many of them.  Also I started the beading (pearls are simulated mistletoe berries) and the pearls are being hateful & ugly.  They're too irregular...I hate them.  I got as close to round as I could afford, but they still look too potato-shaped to me & so I've ordered some new nice regular glass-core pearls.  They'll be here by Friday so that still leaves me plenty of time to get other stuff done.

The other plaque is also having its share of bead problems (carnelian beads simulating holly berries), because the carnelian was exceptionally orange.  Not much I can do about it; they're a natural stone & sometimes they just look that way.  *shrug*  It's still pretty though.

Crazy stupid weekend.   My daughter wanted to throw a party for her best friend's birthday.  Our yard is small, the neighbors are old & mean, and we have only one bathroom so my Mom kindly volunteered HER backyard.  What a nightmare.  Can you imagine...13 teenagers in a backyard?  I don't know how we managed to survive.  It was too frustrating & exhausting for me to want to revisit the horror by writing it down...let's just say I'm never letting her do that again.  :-/

It occurs to me that teens are like ferrets.  They LOOK cute, & they seem like they'd be great pets...but they're just a few clicks short of wild animals.   They're domesticated only in the broadest sense of the term, they're smelly, & if you don't know how to handle them they can bite.  *sigh*  Really, no fun at all.

Happier stuff:  Look!  Look at what 

moonphased made!   Naruto onigiri, or something like that.  Isn't it adorable?    If I ever get to Tokyo I'm going to BEG her to teach me how to do that.  My sushi is pretty damn good, but that's just freaking amazing.  It's too cute to eat!

Back to glum:  My weight loss is still going really well.  I feel pretty good, my miles during my bike rides have increased (oh yes grasshoppers...even though I'm terribly busy I am STILL making time to exercise.  I'd go nuts without it) , my clothes are getting ridiculously loose.  But.  I have a problem.  My belly is freaking ugly.  :-(  It got like this the last time I lost weight too, only now it's even worse.  Having Charlotte stretched me all out of shape & nothing I do helps worth a damn...it's a saggy ugly thing.  I need a tummy tuck in the worst way.  They cost between 5 & 7 thousand dollars. 

Thing is, insurance sure won't cover it.  Certainly, my HMO won't.  Know what's obscene?  If I was on Medicaid it'd be covered!  Grr!  It's like I'm being punished for having insurance.

Anyway, it's really making me sad.  The more weight I lose, the worse it looks.   :-(

 

By the way, Harry Potter is in da house.  Mom brought over a copy of "Deathly Hallows".  I sure don't have time to read it though.  Charlotte...I'm not sure she even reads anymore.  I think all she does is slouch & sulk & think of new ways to make my hair go gray.  It'll come with me to Pennsic, I think.  I'll catch up on my reading there.

So yeah.  Pictures of all the plaque work coming soon.  They'll be spectacular, I think.

Comments

[merimask.livejournal.com]

*hug* Silly! Don't worry about the pearls. I can always find a use for pearls, y'know.

The plaque looks amazing...just amazing. I'm troubled with the mistletoe, because you know how I am with details and mistletoe is very "twiggy"...but the design has no twigs just leaves. I'm just laying them out in clusters & I hope that's ok. It looks great but it's slightly inaccurate so...

OMG the teenager thing... It has me crazy. I hear from everyone that 13,14,and 15 are the worst years, so I guess I'm right in it now. :-( Sucks 'cause we've always been close & she's always had a lot of respect for me...but for now I'm just "evil" & that's the way it has to be. Hope she loves me again when she hits 18.

[kls-eloise.livejournal.com]

Okay - just checking! I'm very excited to see pictures. We talked about the twig issue, and I'm sure it'll be fine - that's kind of why I was thinking about adding in the oak leaves - camoflauges the lack of stemmage. My fondest hope is that someone else will say "I want one of those." Heh, heh.

My God - 13 was horrible. Sullen, sulky, not *quite* rude enough to call on it... I actually called my mother up and apologized for my own teen years. It was with decidedly mixed feelings that I heard her say "really, you weren't that bad." Our experience is that this will pass in a few years. Grit your teeth, don't do anything that you'll both regret in a few years, and hang on. It'll get better.