One World One Heart 2010

DeAr viSiTinG bLoG HuMAns aNd OtHer PeoPLES,

ThiS iZ uS, thE fAErieS. We haD 2 wRite tHiS pOst foR oUR fRienD LaUMe beCuz sHe is tOOOO bUsy. AnD sHe drAnk tWo MoOch FAeRy wINE and sHe sTiLL Haz a heAdake. She saId she ONLee had WoN gOBlet fuLL but sHE is teLLing you a liE. But wE arE nOt telliNG you a LiE beeCuZ faeRIes KaNT LiE. Wee Kan maKE thE trOoth saY diFRent ThIngS tHo. *twitter* *giggle*

SeW wE nEEd tO riTe thIs sO Weze CAn gO bAcK to weRK kNockINg thiNGs oFf LaUmEs sHeLves. SHe thiNks thE caTz dO it bUt wEE nO yOO wonT teLL heR iTz uS (tHE fAeRiES).

HeRRe is tHE prEZent yU cAn wiN iF yoo leAF a coMmeNt aT tHe botTom oF THiS posT. (oN thE BoTTum! oN itZ BuTt! *hehehehehehe*








iTz a fAeRy peN sEw yOO kaN rIte PreTTy weRDs liKE wEE DeW!

Oh!!!!!!!! aNd donTT foRgET 2 gO tOO vISit thE otHer hUmaNs wHooo ARe perTisi... pArtissip... PeArtispiKat... PLaYING ToO! Go hERe!

PEa. EsS. - DoNt 4Get teW cOmE bACk eNd viSIt LauME weN sHE iZ feeLiNg bEttEr!!!

Hubby's Gift

I saw it, I loved it, Hubby gifted me. Both as a reminder of our lovely weekend and because it's SO ME!!!

Puppy, Puppy, Puppy, and a few Goofy Family Pics

I've been so busy, blogging has been.... uhm, what's blogging again? I forgot. Oh yeah. It's where I share witty, pithy, or endearing words and photos here in this cyberspace. So, here ya go. I've got a ton of puppy pics - seems like I take photos of nothing else recently. I'm just gonna toss them all up here, hope they stick, because in just a few minutes I'm off to a potluck and later tonight Hubby and I will magically transform ourselves and dance away the night at the Good Faerie Ball.



Big progress in the relationship between Magpie and Rosie. We had to teach Rosie how to play with another dog, she really only played with cats before this.




A bunch of black sleeping things - George Weasley (the big cat), Rosie, my camera case, and Maggie Magpie. It's really really hard to take photos of black animals, especially inside. I guess I should have taken that into consideration before we took in so many glossy dark creatures.




Hubby is really at his happiest with his arms full of chihuahuas.




Of course it's not all sweetness and light - here he is being attacked by man's best friends. They seem to think he's a tasty treat.




A calmer puppy in William's arms. William was Maggie's favorite person and William, for all his threat to move out immediately if we got another puppy, really took to Maggie. That is, until she got so excited to have him home one evening that she .... uhm.... dribbled on his bedding. It was only the one time but apparently teenagers have a long memory when it comes to their personal space. They're mending their relationship but Maggie isn't invited on his bed any more. Poor Maggie.




Another pic of sleeping piles - 4 cats, 2 dogs.




I think this one looks rather like a two headed dog. Oh, and there's some cat ears in the foreground. You'd think I'd take photos of the pets when they WEREN'T sleeping but it's hard, they just end up looking like a small black blur.




One more. See how well they cuddle now. Although Rosie draws the line at nose to nose, or sharing the same space under the covers. She growls and warns Magpie to keep at least one human body part between her sleeping cave and Maggie's cave.


Look, no animals of any kind in this photo. Well, I don't think she's an animal. She's not black and furry. But she does have horns. We stopped and visited with Ashley and Sam on the way up to the faery balls. We played with some of Hubby's faery accoutrements.





Sam's turn to be a horny guy. They look pretty natural, don't they. We got a good laugh. Hubby put them on after this and we went into Starbucks. Some guy came up and asked him if they were real. Real? He meant, were they implants. Nope, but I guess it means the little elastic string that holds them in place is pretty dang invisible.

Now, I'm off! I hope to have lots of lovely festival photos to share with you soon!

A Very Merry Post Birthday to Me!

Yesterday was my birthday. I woke up to Hubby handing me this -



A computer paper Happy Birthday note "signed" by some of the animals and the teenager (curiously, all in Hubby's handwriting), a "recycled" anniversary card in which he'd whited out the inside and turned it into a birthday card from him to me, and last but clearly not least, a bouquet of dead flowers from the garden with a ribbon made out of a bit of plastic bag.

I stared at it.

Hubby: I figured since I got you such good presents for Christmas I didn't have to get you anything big for your birthday.

I stared at it some more.

Hubby: I, uhm, I didn't want to risk waking you up by getting dressed and going out for real flowers this morning.

More staring.

Hubby: Well, obviously we'll be celebrating your birthday all week. There will be more presents later.

Me: Can you bring me my camera please? Because you know I'm gonna have to blog this.

And before you can get all uppity on my behalf, I found it very amusing. Hubby is usually OVERLY generous and showers me with candy, cards, flowers, gifts and dinners out - doesn't miss a thing. And we did go out to both a nice dinner with William and a later coffee and dessert just the two of us the night before, as Hubby had to work the night of my birthday.



After the camera I got this birthday scoop of ice cream (soy cream actually). Hubby dragged the Teen in to help sing Happy Birthday, which Teen did through a mouthful of nachos.




Maggie didn't understand why I didn't share the ice cream - sorry kiddo, it was chocolate.

I didn't actually get any "presents" for my birthday, although in a way that was nice. (Rumor has it, however, that there are several things winging their way through the mail even as I type this) More important than gifts, I got phone call birthday greetings from all my kids, siblings (no, wait, one sister missed. But since I'm awful at remembering this sort of thing in return, no harm no foul), mom, best friend, and phone texts from Hubby from work.

I told Hubby that what I really wanted for my birthday gift was nothing, so that in the near future I could buy a bunch of books I've been waiting to come out in paperback. And there will be many vendors at the upcoming Winter Faery Balls with all sorts of tempting art and lovelies. I'm sure I can find a favorite or two to justify as a "late birthday gift".

I also got a candle topped cupcake and a rousing round of Happy Birthday to You from my friends who own the local Chinese restaurant. William babysat the puppies so I could take a long walk and eat out and finish my book club reading.

Mostly I just allowed myself to do nothing all day, read in daylight hours, leave the dishes in the sink, and watch silly television. I finished my book club of the month book and then lapped up all but the last ten pages of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, which is a good way to start out as I've decided to turn six this year. (Oh hey, I should reread Milne's When I was Six!)

Women my age often decide to turn 29. Not me. I figure if I'm gonna pick a fun year, six seems like a good choice. It's old enough to read (at least I was reading by then), have some freedom to wander without parental supervision (at least in my childhood), but still full of lots of dress up and fantasy play. I intend to spend the year rediscovering the joy of building forts, wearing whatever I fancy in whatever quirky combinations I desire, making dandelion chains, talking to my cats, dancing, playing with my food, listening to the faeries whispering their secret lore, climbing trees, giggling with my friends, drawing colorful pictures, wishing on stars, and.... You know, doing all the important things in life.

More Maggie

Sorry about more pet photos but what can I do when she keeps being so cute! I'm sure I'll eventually move on, but bear with me for a bit.




Rosie and Maggie united in popcorn watch.




Rosie: "Just remember kid, as senior dog, I get the first one that drops."




Apparently the warmest place to be,




the coziest spot,




is beneath the laptop.

AVATARIZE YOURSELF

Chihuahuas and Some Other Holiday Prezzies

Maggie is starting to know her way around the house. She's already learned out to get up on the couches, the bed, even the windowsill. Isn't she cute - she doesn't really have blue eyes, but I thought this was a cute pic.



Progress every day on the Rosie/Maggie relationship. Look, they're touching while sleeping. This didn't happen the first couple of days. Rosie insisted on being closer to my face than Maggie, with at least an arm between them. Still not willing to sleep touching under the covers yet, but time will probably change that. (Ignore the totally lint covered jeans - these jeans are EVIL fuzz magnets. And not just the cute doggie kind of fuzz!) (Also, black dogs are really hard to photograph without a flash!)




Moving on to other cute tiny things, Hubby bought me two miniature winter faery snow globes.




Tucked in with the tea pots and tea cups.



Another tiny new treasure. It's not really a holiday gift, I found it for $1.25 at a craft boutique while shopping with the family. It's a really nice single size tea pot. The card is to show you the size. I don't like those personal sized tea pots that fit atop the cup, so this stand alone pot was a fun find.




Of course that's before I knew I was gonna get the absolutely perfect personal sized tea pot from Hubby for Yule. I LOVE it! Look at the top. (Although it's not like one can have too many tea pots, right!?)



One side.




And the other side.




Here's the whole package. It came in this sturdy box I can reuse for craft supplies, plus another round tin for storage of ... tea maybe? A tea mug. And a ceramic coaster. All perfect! There was also a green tea sampler box and some tea cookies. Yum!




Tea and books go together like peanut butter and jelly in this house. I treated myself to this giant table top book. It was expensive, marked down 75% at a large bookstore. When I found myself still standing there reading it 40 minutes later, I decided it should come home with me.




Two more books, the one on the left a prezzie from the Hubby, the one on the right a prezzie to myself. I think they look well matched together.




One more pic of the cutest tiny prezzie, Magpie Girl. About the size of my boot.