Monday, October 14, 2013

WTF

I don't know what's going on with Blogger, but I've been trying to write blogs for 2 weeks now and in the middle of nowhere it just typing.

It's not my keyboard or my pc, it's Blogger and it's incrementally annoying.

Friday, September 27, 2013

First!

I got a request for a miniature sculpture commission last week. Uber excited! Spent part of Tuesday (during the game) roughing out the body. Got Seimi's opinion of it and fattened the little guy up and let it be. Till Wednesday. I got my little laptop over to the living room (which no longer houses our computers) pulled up a picture of the guy and detailed out his eyes, hair, eyebrows, and tail. Pretty easy.

THEN I spent 2 days waiting for my client to update her email (I had an old one) and give the go-ahead to cook the little creature. Thankfully she loved him and I fired him up.

Today I worked out the shirt it wears and the name that goes on it and sent her some more progress shots. She gave me the last of the colouring detail a few minutes ago, and even though I REALLY WANT to finish painting him tonight I'll start fresh after Hubby leaves for work.

No pictures. The commission is a surprise for her sister, and even though I highly doubt that there's a snowflake's chance in hell that she's even be able to find this blog, I'm taking no chances.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Miss...housework? ...waaaa?

I'm thrilled to say we played D&D yesterday. It was even better than our mini-session 2 weeks ago!

I'm still hurt, unable to walk around properly. It's beyond annoying. I actually had a mini-tantrum a couple nights ago, determined to walk without the help of my makeshift cane, a.k.a. the swiffer. Hubby did raise his voice  bit to me and chastised me. Can't say I blame him, he was in severe pain too and I probably was the last straw. He didn't yell though, gotta admit that, or curse at me. Just chastised me on being irrisponcable, and how was I to heal, if I didn't let myself?

Well good question.

I feel beyond fucking worthless lately. I can't even do the measly household chores. No sweeping, no mopping, no vacuuming, no laundry, no dishes. Though I did convince him to put a stool next to the sink and I could sit my-regaining-weight-ass on it and wash dishes, but I can't put 'em away. The only thing I don't miss is doing the kitty litter. Not that I ever minded doing it, but I don't miss not doing it.

It's amazing how messy the place gets (and dusty!!) without me doing anything. It's also amazing how pissed off I am that is is messy. Hubby does dishes, and kitty litter, and laundry, but hardly sweeps or vacuums, not that I blame him, he's already working 8 hours a day and driving 2 hours on top of that, AND he's been making, serving, and cleaning up after dinner.

I miss helping out. I miss cleaning. I miss being able to fucking move around the house!

Friday, September 20, 2013

Goal

So I've been very bad at blogging these past few weeks. Not making excuses, it is what it is.

I've been in extreme pain with my left heel. It still hurts like crazy, but I fibbed a little to Hubby and told him I think it might be getting better slowly. He needs to stop stressing so much.

I have been making new sculptures, Halloween in theme and I'm proud to say I've come in contact with several very accomplished artists who actually like my work. I'm also proud to brag that my two personal artist friends have been absolute dolls and have helped get the word out about Elvenspun. Thanks Seimi and Zuri! *muah*

No sales yet but I have a Givaway out in full swing!

100 likes and I'll be giving away one custom sculpture. Dragon, Horse, Unicorn, Pegasus, or Pseudo Dragon!

Start having your friends, family, pets, children, like and share this page! Only catch is that you have to pay shipping ($5 US, $16 everywhere else)

Rules:

1. Like AND Share this page.

2. Leave a comment on what kind of custom sculpture you'd like.




I gotta get this business moving, especially since my ability to walk is diminishing. Even after the surgeries, mobility won't be what I'm use to in the slightest. Heads up! Get sales, get more materials, get more sales, go sell stuff at Cons! Yup that's my goal. I want to be a sellable success online and at conventions.

Friday, September 13, 2013

Trials of life.

So much happened since this past Friday night.

My left foot started hurting badly.

The next day, Hubby was sick and called out, by then I couldn't walk without severe pain. Needless to say he wasn't happy about it, but the day was proceeding smoothly. We made a meal of some nummy fried chicken, and his frickin' tooth broke!

I froze, sure that the day would turn to shit in a matter of seconds, but he took it rather calmly. He expected it to break and better at home than at work. He was upset, don't doubt that, but it was an accepting upset.

Sunday revealed that his tooth hurt more than it had the day before and I was in much more pain as well. It chafed that I couldn't get up and take care of Hubby, that instead he had to wait on me. By Sunday night I could barely hobble to the bathroom.

Monday Hubby went off to work in a fog of frustrated anger leaving me at home stuck on the couch. The pain got so bad in my foot I thought the bone was fractured. I called my Mom and asked her to come over and take a look at it. She did and put heat on my foot on and off for about a hour. She also had me use my Swiffer sweeper as a makeshift cane, which worked oddly well. Hubby did go on a search in the dark for actual crutches that were fabled to reside in the outside shed.

He came up with a set that I say was made for giants 5'10" and taller. That won't work for little me. So Swiffer-cane it is, for the moment.

Tuesday came with the knowledge that we wouldn't play D&D. Hubby's mouth hurt too much and he was still in a mood. I stayed quiet, still in severe pain and hobbling back and forth from the bathroom. A hour or so after being awake, Hubby got a call from Seimi saying that her and Zuri were in town. I quickly suggested that they could hang out for a couple of hours even though were weren't going to play. Hubby agreed.

Long story short, they came over, sopping wet from the Gulf waters, we hung out, chatted, talked, and even played D&D for a couple of hours! It really was a great game and lovely day.

By the time I got to bed the pain was so bad that I had it. I broke down a bit and vented to Hubby about the pain and how ridiculous it was that I was denied disability twice. I hurt that much. He was sweet as ever and said we'd get a lawyer, if I got the phone numbers to call. He'd make the call and start everything. We also agreed that he'd call the dentist and set up an appointment for his broken tooth.

Wednesday, I'm proud to say, he has a dentist appointment for this coming Monday, which means he'll have to work on Tuesday and not have it off. So no D&D game, but it means he'll be in less pain. I also have a handful of phone numbers to call.

Now all we do is wait. Well all I do is wait, the poor Hubby works.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Remember

Today, 12 years ago, I was getting ready for college classes, and as normal turned on the news. There was a special report on showing a airplane flying to the first of the Twin Towers in New York. No one new what was happening. I remember true shock and astonishment watching the first plane crash into the tower. The tones of the news reporters change as they tried to hold their composure.

Still no one knew what was happening, but I knew something was terribly wrong and i couldn't be alone. I went into Hubby's (my boyfriend at the time) room and told him to wake up. He grumpped and grumbled, but I didn't relent and dragged him into my room to watch the t.v. We stood together, astonished to watch the second plane crash into the second tower.

Still we didn't know what was happening. I tried to explain to him about the first tower and then the news reported a terrorist attack. Transfixed in horror we stared at the t.v. watching the fires and then the one of the towers go down. All the phone lines were busy and as the news tried to keep up with the unfolding horror they reported which schools would be closed and which remained opened.

I am still disgustedly ashamed that my college remained open. I didn't go in that day. Hubby was the General Manager of a United Artist Theater and he had to go in a couple of hours later (normally the theater opened around 1 p.m.) to see what corporate said.

We sat around the concession counter, he and I and 2 other employees, listening to a radio. A phone call came in, which Hubby answered, and the theater was ordered not to open it's doors that day. We locked up and drove around town, just to see which businesses were open. It was a ghost town. The only place that seemed open was a Regal Cinimas, offering free movies, popcorn, and drinks in an attempt to help people focus on something other that the  terror, destruction, death, and violation of the day.

We took up that offer, and even though I have no memory of what we watched. I remember standing in my bedroom, staring at a small colour t.v. trying to understand what was happening. I remember watching, helplessly, as people ran from the dust cloud, as the towers collapsed, as people jumped out of the towers to their deaths, ad it all unfolded. I pray to every God and Goddess out there that it never happens again, that the people directly affected can find a sort of peace, that those who were murdered may rest, and those indirectly affected learn, accept, and make peace in their souls.

I know that the Two Towers were not the only places attacked, there there were more planes and places and souls murdered, but I watched the Towers, that's what I remember that day. I have never been so profoundly grateful that my Hubby was next to me that day and that I listened to my instinct.



Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Would you like fries with that?

That's probably going to be my new line, IF I get hired at a fast food joint.

It's not my first choice, or second, or third, but...beggars can't be choosers, right?

Well whatever.

The only thing that can save me from re-entering the corporate world is my sculptures actually selling. I'm praying that they do. Need to network more I guess.

My head is going to asplode.






Be distracted by the cuteness that is Orion in my lap this morning.