So yes, this was on time for my FB post but it needed to be here, too! Happy
belated but previously celebrated
Also, there needed to be a Lucy Appearance. ;P Her 7th Homeiversary was early this year--seven+ years, & I still haven't wired her kicky legs or redone her ghetto-touchedup faceup like I was swearing to by the end of the first sixth months. Ah, me. Still, how often do you see a Sharmin these days? All this time & still such a graceful sculpt. A sculpt that kicks & slaps like a mother, but elegant & feminine so long as you keep out of range.
Her ghosty new dress is courtesy of Mom, who apparently bought a vintage doll somewhere & promptly dress-jacked it. She came by, whipped it out of her purse, & practically hopped up & down while I carefully wrangled it on. She also specified "the stripey tights & lots of that crazy jewelry." She's come a long way from "why is there a doll on your mantle & why is it looking at me?"
Possibly because her other grandchildren are so unsatisfactory? Lucy is her super special favourite no matter what else I might buy, so if any vintage doll's going to get dress-jacked around Mom, it's likely to be one in Sharmin size.
In personal news, my foot breaks are healing but I'm still in a freaking cast up to my knee & an evil brace of doom on the other ankle, I started PT & something they had me do threw my back out in an epic fashion (I have yet to go back...) & last week I fell out of bed. I have risers for underbed storage, so it was a long fall. My head landed in my delicate little gilded Italian trash can, which oddly saved me from concussion AND didn't break. The fact that a heroic, intact trash can is the high point of the past, umm, while, pretty much says everything, yes?
Ah, the meter-reader guy is here, & I no longer have a Pet Semetary extra with which to menace him. Awww, Heidi, these are the days I miss you extra-much! That dude was terrified of her--it was hilarious; he's all burly & manly-looking & yet he would run through the yard...from a blind, rickety 22-year-old Siamese. The FedEx guy, on the other hand, loved Siamese cats & always stopped to make over her. He was genuinely distressed when I told him she had passed away. Well, so was I. D: This is one of the reasons I appreciate Fiona so much...Oriental Shorthairs have loads of Siamese in their genetics, so I still get the creepy haunted-house yeowling. It's kind of like having a dog that always sounds like a frothing rabid hellbeast, even when it's begging for a cookie...well, it sounds sweet & normal to YOU! lol
You know, I should've snuck Fi out on the porch...I'm sure she could have worked up a nice hairsplitting raspy wowl for Mr. Meter-Reader. Can't let the guy get too complacent. ;)
*evil haunted-house cackling*
August's 3-year homeiversary came hard on the heels of Lucy's...it was yesterday! And it feels like only yesterday that my first SD-size doll (the first of many XD) came home. *sniffle* I remember putting him & Lucy together on the office mantel & just staring for hours, transfixed.
This picture came later, once Aubrey had arrived, but it's still my very favourite image of August. I think it captures him perfectly
Geez, I feel the urge to go open some wine...better follow my instincts! *squeezes August*
Ever since last year, when I sent my great big light table to live in the basement (where it belonged), I've been in a major funk about where to take dollpictures...thus have hardly taken any. This must cease! So I took these on my front porch in absolutely rotten light...ah, well, at least the background was plain. Not what I'd call great artistic heights by any stretch, but a few shots of Lucy & Simone swanning around in their Tanya Style duds. ^^ Tanya Style is nifty--lovely quality & very reasonable prices--go forth & shop!
Lucy's the Sharmin, Simone's the Lusis.
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Next: Three years with August. :D
Posting about Simone's homeiversary
got me thinking about this photoshoot, which I figure a lot of you haven't seen, or have only seen snippets of. They were for a sweater sale--2 Mini-size sleeveless Chaos Lace sweaters, Secret Path & Secret River. Secret Path had a big cowlneck/hood thing & Secret River had a 28-inch train. I took the girls out to the local rock quarry & found the perfect spot! I think these are some of the best pictures I've taken of Simone (and Lucy--the Sharmin wearing S. Path--although these pics were for S. River's auction, so they focus on Simone). I made the raggedy little outfits, too. Hope you enjoy the pics!
(Simone's necklace is by Orangebabydolly)
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moar funny pictures
This looks so much like my saucer-eyed Miss Kitty that I got kind of sniffly...even though she's sitting on my feet right now. XD She's 18 & I keep getting these moments of "OMG 18! What will I do without her on my lap!?" It's also poignant because I know that this is the last housecat I'll probably ever be able to have. My twitchy stomach just can't deal with catboxes (my dear stepfather comes over every day to take care of it for me! BLESS HIS HEART) & my back is so lousy that the vacuum cleaner is a real enemy.
Thankfully, I love birds, too. A cuddly parrot is kind of like a feathery cat.
But the house will feel so much colder when she's gone. ;___;
I'm still rather plague-ridden, but then so is everybody else in the county. My ears have started this bizarre thing where I hear everything double, no idea what that means. It's eerie, but kind of funny, too.
It's 70 degrees here & supremely windy. Which is utterly unnatural. I'm assuming it's going to blow in some nasty weather...hopefully not the tornados of the Midwest.
Bleh. I feel so flat. Even my WRITING is flat! XD
Even the Catsytwins had a tree this year! This is a very very tiny cedar.(Lighting here is awful, I know. It's SO hard to get proper lighting up there to their bookshelf-top lair. -___-)
Hope everybody is having a Happy Holiday! <3 I have a few more late-to-the-party Christmas-y pics...all in good time, I guess. I seemed to be putting the weirdest things in Santa hats this year.
I totally have a cold...I kept trying to pretend that it was just sinus trouble, but no. Cold. *ack augh kak* Dreadful croaky sore throat. All night I dreamed that I'd been accidentally eating glass or sand. lol Laryngitis seems imminent...the one bonus to this being that I can imitate late Billie Holiday when I'm singing in the shower! <3