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spookyeviloneThat Guy is safely back from his sojourn in the UK. Did not die in a burning ball of jet fuel. This pleases me.
Operation: Teddybear is nearing completion. That Guy knows I'm doing /something/ with his teddybear, but has no clue what. We're behind schedule because.. well.. making Tudorwear sucketh. Hand stitching a scabbard the diameter of a pencil was also not easy. There's even a very real sword to go in the scabbard. The garb is made of silk, silk velvet, very fine muslin, with real pearls on the details. There will be pictures later.
What?! That Guy was gone for two weeks! My constant source of amusement was in another country! I had to have SOMETHING to occupy my spare time!
I also had a pet die on me last week. My cranky little old man sugar glider finally bit the dust. Proving that I should not go shopping while grieving, I went to the store to get cat food and came home with a robovski hamster the size of my thumbnail - who won't get much bigger than that. He's a hyper little git and not terribly social, but he's fun to watch. He's a disposable pet - I expect him to live no more than three years.
It amuses me that by the end of Operation: Teddybear, Je m'ap will have better garb than That Guy does. For now. Operation: That Guy will commence when I figure out just what kind of outfits I want to dress him in.
Why yes, he is my lifesize dress up doll. Why else would I keep him around?
Besides the body heat and constant source of amusement.
And everything else.
Still don't like that guy.
Operation: Teddybear is nearing completion. That Guy knows I'm doing /something/ with his teddybear, but has no clue what. We're behind schedule because.. well.. making Tudorwear sucketh. Hand stitching a scabbard the diameter of a pencil was also not easy. There's even a very real sword to go in the scabbard. The garb is made of silk, silk velvet, very fine muslin, with real pearls on the details. There will be pictures later.
What?! That Guy was gone for two weeks! My constant source of amusement was in another country! I had to have SOMETHING to occupy my spare time!
I also had a pet die on me last week. My cranky little old man sugar glider finally bit the dust. Proving that I should not go shopping while grieving, I went to the store to get cat food and came home with a robovski hamster the size of my thumbnail - who won't get much bigger than that. He's a hyper little git and not terribly social, but he's fun to watch. He's a disposable pet - I expect him to live no more than three years.
It amuses me that by the end of Operation: Teddybear, Je m'ap will have better garb than That Guy does. For now. Operation: That Guy will commence when I figure out just what kind of outfits I want to dress him in.
Why yes, he is my lifesize dress up doll. Why else would I keep him around?
Besides the body heat and constant source of amusement.
And everything else.
Still don't like that guy.