Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Well, crap.

Well, happened again last night.

I was pregnant in my dreams. Only not by anyone I would consider remotely a good father or friend or decent human being.

Really, brain? You had to put the douchebag in there?

Asshole brain.

And it was yet another boy. 

This has got to stop.

Monday, July 29, 2013

Shredded Inside

I've been adamant on here before about children. No way, no how, they're not for me. I'm selfish, shallow, stubborn, and children are sticky, smelly little creatures that I don't have much patience for. I love the fact that I can give them back to their parents after a few hours.

But.

And that's a very large but.

Ever since the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge (Prince William and wife Kate Middleton, for you non-Anglophiles) were delivered of a son, His Royal Highness, Prince George, I've been dreaming about children.

As in mine. 

As in being delivered of them.

I think I'm going insane.

Please tell me I'm not insane.

Except I hate to be so adamant about something, and then change my mind.

This is tearing me up inside, Dreamers.

Help. I need someone to talk me through this.

For good or bad.

Friday, July 26, 2013

Finally Friday!

It's finally Friday here in the land of the weird. 

I had a lovely lunch today with my friend Jen -- had a pork patty lunch from one of the churches here in town, and went to a park and just sat and nattered on for an hour. I needed it -- needed to get out of the office, to have some girl conversation, and just enjoy the outdoors. It does suck that summertime has pulled away the knitting night. Makes part of me yearn for fall and longer hours and more time. :)

I think that this weekend is going to be a good one. Moon's in its waning phase, and it should be a good night tomorrow night just to be outside with a small fire, some good friends, and a beer or three.

I hope everyone's week has gone well, and if it hasn't...well, here's to hoping that your weekend is better.

Ms D

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Costuming

Just so you know, LDs, I love playing "dress-up." And not in the "I'm raiding my mother's closet" kind of way.

I'm talking cosplay...short for COStumePLAY. I am currently in a zombie hunting cosplay group: Z.O.D. We dress up in military-type clothing (all black, mind you--red's an accent color), and "hunt zombies." It's rather fun. :)

I'm slowly getting into the Steampunk genre -- I have a couple of madrigal-y type dresses that one of them will be modded into a mechanic's dress; the other, a lovely ballgown.

I'm also working on a Captain America costume for a Party of Epic Proportions happening in September. I think that I may have found the base for my shield. Now to hammer it out!

No matter what anyone says, you're never too old to pretend!

Ms D

Monday, July 22, 2013

My So-Called Life

You know, I don't think I ever watched that show. Ever. Although Claire Danes is gorgeous...as is Jared Leto. :)

I found this topic at some point over the weekend, and I decided I'd lead off with something easy.

"Share a peek into your daily life." (of course, they spelled it peak and it annoyed me to no end)


6am~alarm goes off for the first time.
6.30~husband gets in the shower.
7~get in the shower.
8~get to work
Noon~lunch
5~headed home (or to the market or to a softball game, depending on the day)
9.30~in bed
11~sleepy

See, that's super easy. It seems like I don't do anything, but I really do, I promise!
While hubs is in the shower, I'm slow to get up (I hate mornings); during lunch, I normally read or write; between the time I get home and being in bed, I make dinner, pick up the house, run the dishwasher or a load of laundry, I may game or read or write or goof around on the internet; between being in bed and going to sleep, I'm usually reading.

I'm generally content to do all of these things, but what I need to do is to get busy working on my Captain America costume for the Party of Epic Proportions that is happening mid-September; that, and hub's Green Lantern costume...sheesh.

What's your daily life like?

Ms D

Friday, July 19, 2013

Breaking Out

Nah, nothing insidious (good word for a Friday).

I don't know what it is, but I want to write. Here. My books. EVERYWHERE.

I'm trying to Google for some ideas, but I don't want to turn this into some crazy, mass-media blog. That's not me.

I guess that I could start with some easy stuff.

Like who I am. Favorites. Pet Peeves. Hot actors. Hot actresses. Games.

Why the hell I called my boss "Dear" yesterday morning. O.o (yeah, totally did)

If you read this via an email feed, shoot me one back and let me know. dreamerandrealist@gmail.com

Ms D
Be safe out there.