close up of the little witchie:
inside of the bag:
m'lady with her bag:
Thursday, October 20, 2011
halloween bag
Behold, a bunch of gratuitous shots of the Halloween bag I just finished for Audrey. Because, holy crap, I actually made something since the birth of The Neversleeper.
close up of the little witchie:
inside of the bag:
m'lady with her bag:
close up of the little witchie:
inside of the bag:
m'lady with her bag:
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
arm broken, spirit intact
Sunday night, Julian fell from the tree house of his lady love and broke his arm. We were hoping for just a bad sprain, but the x-ray showed that both bones were broken at the very end, right before the wrist. They kind of crumpled like an accordion. So he'll be in this sweet-ass black cast for 3 weeks. He was so brave throughout the whole thing, and was trying hard to stay in good spirits. Luckily no re-setting of the bones this time around, and just straight to cast.
This makes the second time Julian has broken his right arm. You know what's crazy? I looked it up, because I remember that it was around this time of year. The first break was when he was two - October 22nd, 2006. And he was Batman for Halloween. This break was October 16th, 2011. And he's Batman again for Halloween this year. What the what?!
Of course he picked black for his cast. He's my little goth boy, even though he doesn't have a clue what goth is. Julian is my hero. Every single time we go out in public, someone comments on how sweet both of my little girls are. I'm not offended, but have been worried that it might end up hurting Julian's feelings one day. But you know what? He doesn't care. He's a lot like Honey Badger in that regard - he just doesn't give a shit. He walks around with long blonde hair and sometimes black painted fingernails, and loves listening to all music but is not embarrassed to say how much he loves Taylor Swift. When we went to the concert, he was the only little boy in the entire stadium, I swear to you. But he didn't care.
Julian is the most confident person I have ever known. He's so comfortable with himself and loves who he is, and doesn't care if he doesn't fit everyone else's idea of what he should look like or be. He just is. I hope he keeps that confidence throughout his entire life. And I wish I had even a tenth of his self-assuredness. I want to be just like Julian when I grow up.
My other hero, Audrey, at her first gay pride festival:
We went to the Winston-Salem Pride parade this weekend, and this was one of the 3 pictures I got to take before my camera battery died. Balls! Jennifer Knapp played, and I was so excited. I've wanted to see her play since I was 18 and never got the chance, so it was great to be able to stand right next to the stage and experience a live show. And it was seriously the most well behaved crowd I have ever been a part of. People were so kind and polite to each other, and that's not something that seems to be present in most crowds. Stuff like that is what makes me love living here.
This makes the second time Julian has broken his right arm. You know what's crazy? I looked it up, because I remember that it was around this time of year. The first break was when he was two - October 22nd, 2006. And he was Batman for Halloween. This break was October 16th, 2011. And he's Batman again for Halloween this year. What the what?!
Of course he picked black for his cast. He's my little goth boy, even though he doesn't have a clue what goth is. Julian is my hero. Every single time we go out in public, someone comments on how sweet both of my little girls are. I'm not offended, but have been worried that it might end up hurting Julian's feelings one day. But you know what? He doesn't care. He's a lot like Honey Badger in that regard - he just doesn't give a shit. He walks around with long blonde hair and sometimes black painted fingernails, and loves listening to all music but is not embarrassed to say how much he loves Taylor Swift. When we went to the concert, he was the only little boy in the entire stadium, I swear to you. But he didn't care.
Julian is the most confident person I have ever known. He's so comfortable with himself and loves who he is, and doesn't care if he doesn't fit everyone else's idea of what he should look like or be. He just is. I hope he keeps that confidence throughout his entire life. And I wish I had even a tenth of his self-assuredness. I want to be just like Julian when I grow up.
My other hero, Audrey, at her first gay pride festival:
We went to the Winston-Salem Pride parade this weekend, and this was one of the 3 pictures I got to take before my camera battery died. Balls! Jennifer Knapp played, and I was so excited. I've wanted to see her play since I was 18 and never got the chance, so it was great to be able to stand right next to the stage and experience a live show. And it was seriously the most well behaved crowd I have ever been a part of. People were so kind and polite to each other, and that's not something that seems to be present in most crowds. Stuff like that is what makes me love living here.
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