Last weekend I threw a really great party with rootbeerwoman and had a lot of fantastic people over for bunches of fun.

I don't remember Sunday.

Monday was work, but it was okay because...

Tuesday and Wednesday was not work. Instead it was playtime with Mom and Grandma.

Wednesday night I got lit on fire at least twice by a pyromanical Will. Oh and Michael pushed me off a cliff.

Thursday was a lot of work which was no fun, and then it was sleep time.

Friday was work but it's Friday so yay.

Saturday people are giving me influence over their wardrobe and I'm shopping for wedding veils with Amy and jeans for Michael. I am going to make him put on the emo kid skinny jeans and tell him they look good and he'll believe me because I teach him all kinds of things all the time and I don't lie. Ever.

Sunday I'm going to wear a tiny tiny skirt and watch Harry Potter. Hopefully Sunday doesn't get more complicated than that because I'm at the point where I'm forgetting whole days (see last Sunday).

Yum.

So Amy and I threw together our birthday party this weekend. By which I mean we planned it and came up with lots of awesome ideas and spent a lot of time in party, craft, and fabric stores, but did none of the work until the week of. Yay!

Everything got done, however, and we had a lot of fun doing it. Although Lucas probably won't let her come over and play for a little while because she was at my house almost every night last week. :)

I have fantastic friends. Despite having to drive home late at night, they travel miles and miles to come to a party, and they dress up in costumes and don't bat an eye when I send them out into my neighborhood, in daylight, for my own amusements. I waited a year before unleashing the true crazy on the community. The HOA can't stop me, hahahaha!

The original premise for the party game was quite different. It was going to be clue-driven but when we were trying to come up with riddles and things to lead the victims guests from one location to another they all came out really really lame. But we were so tired that by Friday night at 10 pm they were also really really hysterical. So we scrapped the clues and just slapped the locations on a map and said "Go!". Each location had a photo prompt for the group to play out.

The Wonderland Clue Hunt

Last night Amy was working on her costume and I was working on the party game, and I had to stop several times to play with kitties. This has been one hellacious week and they decided they were fed up with the neglect. Zuzu made some brand new creepy noises for attention and whined about the fact that I moved her chair. How dare I.

Tiggy's "I'm playing but I refuse to actually get up to do so" game was particularly adorable.

So I'm at work and randomly wonder if I have a particular old sketch stashed away online somewhere. I log into my old old old OLD OLD OLD geocities account to look for it.

Haha, Geocities is closing in October so before then I'll have to remember to back up all the crap I have on there.

For shits and giggles, take a look, if you dare.

The sketch in question isn't there. I think it's up on FaF, which I forgot the log-in for.

Final Cut Pro, I hate you.

Whoopie pie for breakfast! Nom.

Today better FLY by. I am so ready for a few not-work days.

Or maybe not...

So after finding the article about the tweed rides, while we were walking to the Clockwork Ball we pass a bicycle shop and Michelle goes "So, when are we going to go shopping for bikes?"

Then this morning I was seriously thinking about how much fun a fall steamy-themed bike ride would be. And I keep saying I want a bike, which is way more fun than walking around, and I can't run so covering long distances and seeing lots of neat things on the way takes a lot of time.

I also found these very convenient bike trail maps.

So...the Bicycle Chain shops are open on Sundays...who wants to go browsing on the 12th? I'll be out of town for the 4th holiday, and the next Saturday is Unbirthday tea party!

So this weekend I pretended I was in college again. I ate a LOT of pizza, and was up until wee hours of the morning with no naps during the day.

Friday night was Clockwork Ball, and it was really fun, and really toasty. Especially in layers of crinoline and taffeta. But it was worth it because this was a really fun costume! I am totally in love with the skirt I made.

And despite loving the curly bouncy wig I bought for Cheetara last fall, and for a few costumes since, I never thought I was a good blonde. I think I have to change my mind about that now. Hee!

I didn't get any good shots of my awesome mini top hat though. For such a little hat, I still managed to run into stuff with it. Go go awesome feather plumes! And despite circumstantial photographic evidence that may indicate otherwise, I was totally sober the whole night.

We got a lot of funny and amusing looks walking five blocks from the parking lot to the club. They were just jealous that they weren't also going to an awesome party.

Saturday was Transformers (it was okay), and italian ice (yum) and a lot of Michael Jackson music videos. Sunday was brainless vegetating until going to McMullens' for celebrations!

I came home and almost immediately climbed into bed with some comic books before zonking out.

I'm really thinking it would be fun to organize a tweed ride this fall...

Surely there is somewhere around here where one can just tool around on a bicycle all day.

Oh, and while dressed up in fun clothing.

http://www.divinecaroline.com/22254/77329-----tweed

I didn't go to bed until after 1 am last night and this morning was difficult.

The skirt is done. Mostly. I am getting confused around the zipper, which is supposed to go through both layers of the skirt, which implies both layers are attached, which kind of makes a mess of things once you start yanking on drawstrings. Maybe my zipper is too long (it was originally intended to go from underbust to hip). I might just sew the underskirt to it for a few inches and then just leave it. It's all nice and neat on the front though. I was really really careful whenever I had to remove stitches because taffeta is not very forgiving of needle punctures, and then I stabbed right through the front of one of the channels while threading the ribbon and put a hole in it. D'oh.

I hemmed a lot of ruffle. I cheated and used stitch witchery.

My petticoat is too long. When I said "it fits" apparently what I meant was "it does not make me look like a six year old playing dress-up in mom's clothing". I may just have to remove the bottom ruffle for now, and trim the crinoline and lining. Or just hike it up to my arm pits and lace it up tight in the corset for tomorrow! I like that plan better.

Tiggy goes to the vet for check-up after work, and then I finish skirt and style the wig I want to wear. There won't be time for a nap AND getting my hair all fancy tomorrow night, and a nap is requisite for continued functioning.

Oh, Haribo raspberries, how I love thee.

Saturday I spent lots and lots of time at the fabric store getting ideas and materials for the unbirthday. I am finally settled on the Queen of Hearts, and am moving forward! Before I can work on that one though, I have to finish my outfit for Friday's clockwork ball. Yay bustle skirt! ( cut for babbling about bustle skirt! )

Sunday was paint party, and prep for paint party! It was hilarious and after I got past the artist's block I had fun actually painting. It has been awhile.

If I were in wont of procuring a top hat for a little head and wanted to do so locally, where might one search? Any favorite hat haunts?

I went home yesterday with CS3. I come into work this morning with CS4. ^_^

I made one.





To be used for June's Clockwork Ball outfit.

...if I get my skirt done.

Being at work on a Saturday at 7 am! But I got a bagel on my way in, so am slightly mollified.

I played with Wii Fit last night. I forgot I already had a profile on my machine when I was playing around with someone else's copy at Christmas so I was scolded for having been "away" for the last five months. Oh, and according to Wii's BMI calculations, I am Underweight. :\

This means I have lost much more muscle weight than I had previously thought. Having NO bodyfat 10 years ago to wanting to loose a few jiggly pounds today, and not having more than 10 pounds difference in the "then" and now" weights is some kind of messed up.

To make health goals more confusing I can fit into my senior year prom dress, worn exactly 10 years ago last month. In fact I'm wearing it out again tonight.

So...I don't want to lose weight, I want to exchange weight.

I put 30 minutes into my little Fit piggy bank and while it may have felt over simplified and "not enough of a work out" last night, today I can feel it a bit so that's good.

I'm pretty sure Tiggy is mocking me.

Curses that my birthday fell on a Thursday this year because it felt like Friday, but it wasn't. But if my life were a musical, yesterday would have been a sample of what it would be like. My office-mate brought in doughnuts and left them in the breakroom, but put up a sign stipulating that if you took one you had to find me and creatively wish me a happy birthday. So my day was punctuated by people randomly bursting into song, dancing a jig, zinging paper airplanes at my head, and Spider-Man stickers. Oh and a bunch of doughnuts followed by poundcake with strawberries.

I finally beat Craigslist and bought a computer armoire yesterday. No more getting sniped or finding the listing too late!

Mom came up yesterday and met me at work. She went out with me to take a look at it, and I was pretty much sold on it just wanted to poke it before committing. I love it. I'm hauling it home on Saturday and will gleefully spend this weekend getting it settled. That means I now have an extraneous table-used-as-computer-desk sitting around I'm not quite sure what to do with yet. Maybe a craft table for the loft...

Really, I should stop obtaining furniture and focus on fixing the kitchen and/or bathroom...but it's so much fun!

After the adventure I went with Mom and Michael to Waraji and ate myself stupid, with enough leftovers for lunch today!

A philosophical spam mail if ever there was one.

Or, I am going senile in my old age.