Monday, October 10, 2022

In which not a whole heck of a lot is actually happening......

 

You know, if this went right back into spring, I think I'd actually like it. But hello darkness, my old friend, why are you here at 4:00 PM isn't really my thing. It's kind of a drag. You really don't even want to *do* anything. 

Our totally amazing and awesome human had a job interview this week. She honestly wasn't entirely interested in it, but said that it's good to do an interview every so often to freshen up your interviewing game. She was even less interested in the position after she interviewed for it. I mean, it sounded interesting, but she said she really, really didn't want to work for that particular organization. They do good work, but as for the mechanics of how they're run - I think "clusterf**k" was the term she used. So there was that. Anyway, she's good where she is, but has her eye on her supervisor's job when said supervisor retires in about two and a half years. 




And before I go any further, Happy Gotcha Weekend to our favorite Time Lady, Maddy Baker, who I think you will agree is pretty awesome in any form. In our house, Indigenous Peoples' Day coincides with Maddy's Gotcha Weekend, although yesterday was the actual anniversary of her arrival here in 2015. 








Fawn and I were thinking that mosquitoes had gone back to hell where they belong, to borrow Maddy's phrase, but were unpleasantly surprised. At least there were no unexpected acorns, though. 


















Meanwhile....

Celine: "Is that a plane?"

Lenore: "I think it's a really big bird. Like bald eagle kind of big."

Celine: "We have bald eagles here?"

Lenore: "Miss Caroline said she and Mister John have seen them down near that little airport. Near the Hudson River."

Celine: "Zephyr said that one of the other dolls told her that birds are actually government drones. But that doesn't sound right."


Lenore: "Who?"

Celine: "I think she said Tori...."

Lenore: "Miss Tori also thinks the earth is flat. Kind of like her head."

Celine: "I'm still not used to pixies, Devas I get - I mean, they're just another type of angel, like me - but are all of the pixies as weird as Tori?"

Lenore: "No, some of them are even weirder. Most of them are okay, though. And I thought you were a Time Lady like your mother?."

Celine: "I'll never actually be a Time Lady like mom. You have to be pureblood Gallifreyian to attend the academy. And my dad's not from Gallifrey. He's from - well - The Up."





:Lenore: "But you're an angel like he is. You can miracle things."

Celine: "Well, yeah, but - What do you want me to miracle? I mean - I'm not going to do it if it's not going to be a good idea."

Lenore: "I - actually no. Well, maybe that we find what Miss Caroline and I did with that box with a bunch of the winter clothes in it. I'm still looking for my hoodie."

Celine: "What else were you thinking?"

Lenore: "That maybe that new doll your mother was talking about gets here soon?"

Celine: "I hope so. But I don't think it would be a good idea to miracle that."


"That's more of a summoning," Maddy said, joining them. "And no, that's not always a good idea. Like the time you and your dad summoned your uncle Crowley out of the shower?"

Celine looked at Lenore. "I warned him that next time he should pick up his phone or my dad was going to do that."















Lenore: "I've come to think you were right. About who really wants to be an only doll. And that  - well, I really should appreciate what I've always had."

Fawn: "I know I came off all wrong back then, but - after being on display in a cabinet, then getting sold because my person got bored with me and then the person who bought me putting me up for sale because she decided she didn't really want me..."

Lenore: "But it all worked out. In the end."









Bonus pics:


Yours truly.....




















Lenore....



















Lenore again....




















Maddy, Celine, Emmie and myself.....



















Fawn....




















And Celine.....














And yes, we're awaiting the arrival of a *really* big guy from Island Doll.....

Sunday, September 25, 2022

In which = an update!

You know, I think I'd actually like autumn if it went right back into spring. Or maybe we could have just a month on winter - like say, December - then it turns nice and warm again. Although Celine pointed out that, with global warming, I'd probably better be careful with what I wish for....


Anyway, before I go any further - I don't know if you've heard of "reshelling," but it's basically like regeneration. More common with BJDs, but it's an established character taking on a new body. Sometimes a new sculpt. Lenore was actually once a character named Eleanor who was reshelled as a larger doll, for example. Well, Maddy and Celine looked into it and decided that it seemed like it might be a good idea. If you're just slightly bigger it opens up all kinds of clothing options that aren't available when you're six inches tall, so...they went for it. 












Maddy figured she'd try it first. I think she'd just gotten back from a trip to Rhyl, Wales in 1984 here I think she met the guys from the Alarm. 
















Celine and I have very similar taste in clothes. She went a bit more ginger this time around. 



















Celine's other new project is is making Emmie believe she's awesome. 





















That, I think, is going to take some work, but I think Celine's up to it. 

















We're also awaiting the arrival of a fella who will be the biggest member of our crew to date. 





Maddy said Celine had a little bit of a "She's a woman - and she's the TARDIS!" vibe going on here. I thought it was more colonial Williamsburg chic. Celine said neither of us knew what we were talking about. 
















Another shot....


















Maddy getting nautical.....























Maddy: "Earthlings....."



Sunday, December 27, 2020

In Which We Sort of Travel and Other Stuff...

 Well, Christmas this year was certainly in keeping with the rest of 2020.....

Long story short, we had a rain and wind storm on Christmas Eve. A really, really nasty rain and wind storm. And, like in August with Hurricane Isaias, the power got knocked out. After it became very obvious on Christmas Day that we were NOT getting it back any time soon, my person made the decision that we were going to a hotel until it came back on. We spent four days powerless after Isaias and I really don't think any of us could deal.








Not a bad deal, though. The room was clean, and cute and, most importantly had amenities such as electricity and running water. Which may not sound like amenities, but in this case, they totally were.


















I mean, really, we've had worse ideas. And it wasn't expensive and it was for the one night. 

We got a text about nine-forty the next morning (26th) saying the power was back, but we'd gotten texts like that twice before that had turned out to be not quite the case. So we called the house to see if the answering machine (ansaphone, as Crowley calls it) picked up. It doesn't work with the power out. When it picked up, we knew all was good. 




And speaking of Isaias....

This is one small part of why power was out as long as it was:












This tree was part of the stone wall between my person's house and the neighbor's. As you can see, it didn't get uprooted. It broke in half. Holy CRAP was that ever loud when it came down. By then the power had been out for a good couple of hours as it was.




Which was a good thing, because there went the lines











See those lines in the background? They're not supposed to be down there. 










This one uprooted. It's in the yard next door.














That tree on the left is the one my person thought was down when she got to the end of our street. She had to sit there about ten minutes because they were still chainsawing the one that fell. She said later that she was sure it was going be like Christmas in August - a tree in the house. It was an absolute mess, but we did end up standing outside a couple of days later at two in the morning watching a truck put lines up. That was cool. Unfortunately, the freezer wasn't cool anymore by that time. Everything thawed. 

2020, man......











Even the (actual) Christmas tree fought back this year. I think the idea was that Crowley would hand the lights to Jade, who would hand them to Aziraphale. 

That's - not what happened. 



















Meanwhile, Celine was trying to talk Emmie into something fancy. 





















Celine can be a bit - chaotic, shall we say. There was the time she decided to talk to some very drunken and/or high guy in her true form. Given that her true form is something like a bazillion wings and eyes all at once....

Aziraphale says she gets it from her mom. I don't know. He can be "Just Enough of a Bastard" sometimes....

















Opal and Lily. Opal is Jade's younger sister. 




















Jade is a model, BTW, and has done a number of photoshoots. 























You can see why.....




















This is Benjamin. He's one of Maddy's friends. 
And a quick bonus shot of Aziraphale, Crowley and Opal.



















Saturday, May 23, 2020

In which life under lockdown continues....


So apparently some places let their people do something they call telecommuting. It's becoming quite the thing in this time of plague. And my person was asked if she would be willing to. Of course she said yes.

My person's original intent was to set everything up on the dining room table, but we all forgot that there isn't a plug handy over there. The sewing machine only gets plugged in as needed and then promptly unplugged. So - after much banging around of things and foul language and whatnot, part of the computer table from the old computer room is now inhabiting the living room and my person has a nice work desk. She said it's staying even after everything goes back to normal and the computer goes back.

The only problem was that she needed to plug it into either the modem or the router. She wanted to use the router since the modem has to stay pretty much where it is. However - that didn't work. At all. So, 100' of wire later, we're plugged into the modem, which is located on the other end of the house. That was actually about ten feet more than she turned out to need, but she wanted to err on the side of guesstimating high rather than low. All this had me wondering why they didn't just give her a laptop, but she said those were in short supply and being reserved for people who have to go out in the field.


"The heck is this?"

I looked around. "You mean you don't know?"

Crowley looked at me. "Looks like those things they used to have all over London."

My person looked around. "Ask the Doctor when she and Maddy get back. They'll explain it to you,"

He's taking quarantine hair to the extreme, I think. Everyone's starting to look floofy because all the salons are still closed. Some people are complaining about that. They also don't like that they can't go hang out and browse in stores - right now you really need to just get what you need and come back home - and that they have to wear masks. My person said that she'll deal. She also just ordered a set of masks so she won't have to try to wash hers and get it dry quickly.



"Dear, does this mean you'll still be home most days?"

My person nodded. "Yeah. I don't have the schedule out past the end of next week, though."

















Indy and Celine were going to go to one of the parks, but it's raining. I think they were also concerned about distancing. They decided to stay in and stream a movie instead.



















"Do you know how to fly a plane?"

"Surely you can't be serious!"

"I an serious, And don't call me Shirley."
















"So what are we watching, ladies?"

"Airplane."

"Ah. Excellent choice."







"Dear, isn't that dress a bit - revealing? Especially for a proper young cherub?"









"Dad?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Don't start."














Bonus pics:


This is the living room with the new sofa, but before we moved the desk in. The desk is now where the printer table was. The printer is back on the dining room table and there's now a random table in the kitchen because it didn't fit through the spare bedroom door. The random table, I mean, not the kitchen.




Sofa fort. Fawn talked Crowley out of sleeping until July.




















Thicc boi is thicc.













"Okay, listen up. She put a lot of work into moving this plant stand over here for you lot, so GROW BETTAH!!!!"