ON THE MENU FOR TODAY: So... Around Christmas, I might finally be able to get a doll! At least I finally realized there were dolls I like more than mega-pricey Volks Dollfies. Rather, I discovered just how much I adore Delves from Luts! I have two dolls picked out, which my folks can pick between when they buy my precious gift. I even went so far as to pick out a wig, outfit, eyes, shoes, carrier bag, wig cap, and faceup for them... and both fall under five hundred dollars. A major dollie deal, no? Plus, they are just the sweetest things! Volks MSDs seemed to have a "mass production" look to them that made me not want one. Plus they come completely unpainted, unless you get a one-off. Luts paints their dolls for forty to fifty dollars, and getting a faceup done for me will give me time to save up for faceup supplies.
TYPE BREAK FOR: My Mom's Chocolate Birthday Cake - Happy birthday, Mum!
Gracie's becoming an artistic dynamo! I'm working on setting up a faceup kit, and I can sew... I also love sketching in graphite and charcoal. Using pastels to draw nature scenes as always been soothing for me. I've been a singer for nine years of my life. Next year, I'm signing up for a ceramics class... When someone asks what my hobbies are, I tend to wish I could just say "general productivity." At the same time, I have super-expensive taste... (dolls, hello?) I love, love, love wooden box sets and the finest things I can get. Rembrandt pastels, Caran D'Ache everything else.
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
I'm aiming for a 4.1 GPA this semester, so I'm working extra-hard. I'm also trying to get a job, to pay for those pricey art supplies. I really should update the blog more...
So, since last time, I managed to sprain my wrist... and I got to go get my legs checked out. Diagnosis so far is bursitis of the hips, so lucky Gracie got a cortisone shot! ♥ That was just yesterday, but it seems to have helped.
THE END. GRACIE.
10.10.2009
8.19.2009
Ring Around the Rosy
ON THE MENU FOR TODAY: So, I just remembered that right around Litha (Midsummer, for those of you not in tune with the natural calender) my neighbor and I both had faerie rings in our yard. Faerie rings are those eerie perfect or near-perfect rings of mushrooms that just grow spontaneously in your yard for a short time, then just spontaneously vanish. That's what they did. Within a week after Litha passing, the rings were completely gone. That's right around the time when I first started to seriously study faeries, because I was worried. Not so much, now.
TYPE BREAK FOR: Nothing! Too early for munchies!
So... I've been put in charge of finding Domova a vessel. She's not like the legend goes, where they are just perfectly content sleeping under your stove. She wants something a tad cozier. We were looking at BJD's that would be perfect, but they're obviously a bit pricey. For now, she picked her own place: the teddy bear my fiance won me at the fair this summer. (cries) My other resident spirit has an affinity for water, and the mental image he's given me since we met has him with bright red hair, so his vessel is a red scallop shell. He seems pretty cozy there.
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
As the start of school draws near (tomorrow) I don't know whether to be sad or rejoice. I'll be out of the house, have time to study, and see all my friends, but I wn't be as able to just call up my man and spontaneously say "Hey, let's do something today." But that just means we have to plan a little more. Which could certainly be for the better. But nobody wants to hear about this, so I'll wrap it up.
THE END. GRACIE.
TYPE BREAK FOR: Nothing! Too early for munchies!
So... I've been put in charge of finding Domova a vessel. She's not like the legend goes, where they are just perfectly content sleeping under your stove. She wants something a tad cozier. We were looking at BJD's that would be perfect, but they're obviously a bit pricey. For now, she picked her own place: the teddy bear my fiance won me at the fair this summer. (cries) My other resident spirit has an affinity for water, and the mental image he's given me since we met has him with bright red hair, so his vessel is a red scallop shell. He seems pretty cozy there.
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
As the start of school draws near (tomorrow) I don't know whether to be sad or rejoice. I'll be out of the house, have time to study, and see all my friends, but I wn't be as able to just call up my man and spontaneously say "Hey, let's do something today." But that just means we have to plan a little more. Which could certainly be for the better. But nobody wants to hear about this, so I'll wrap it up.
THE END. GRACIE.
8.02.2009
Dolly Time
ON THE MENU FOR TODAY: The number one reason I wish i were rich: Ball Joint Dolls. These things are just beautiful. My wists account is getting cramped with doll accessories, clothes, and dolls themselves. The highest quality dolls, not to mention the most popular and easy to come by, seem to be Volks USA dolls. On standard models, you can even remove the faceup and redo it yourself, another thing that I am just dying to try. Other companies do exquisite faceups, with lower priced dolls, but there are less possibilities available.
TYPE BREAK FOR: Whipped Butttercream-frosted Devil's food cake with my hun.
It's rough being young and materialistic in this economy. It's so hard to find a job, and I have some pretty expensive hobbies: sewing lolita clothes and accessories, video games, books, color guard, and now I'm interested in buying eight-hundred-dollar dollies.
It doesn't help that I adore cute things, and I'm in the process of "touching up" my room decor, turning it from a half-assed gothy hole in the wall, to a little palace of frills, lace, and plush. Giant Teddy Bear? Check. Cherry Blossom pik walls? Check. Blackout curtains with red ruffle holdbacks tacked into the wall? Working on it. I'd much rather have lace curtains.
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
Me and my hunny have gone through a massive relationship overhaul. For the better. Stupid flute-playing hussy almost broke us up last week, but we worked it out.
She's still a hussy. No take-backs.
"Band camp" has me busy as hell, so it's hard for me to work on any articles... slowing me down even more. But once school starts, I'll have plenty of resouces and time, plus the guidance of the English teacher I'll be working for. Plus my sister now owns a webcam, so perhaps I'll manage to throw in a video sometime someday.
THE END. GRACIE.
TYPE BREAK FOR: Whipped Butttercream-frosted Devil's food cake with my hun.
It's rough being young and materialistic in this economy. It's so hard to find a job, and I have some pretty expensive hobbies: sewing lolita clothes and accessories, video games, books, color guard, and now I'm interested in buying eight-hundred-dollar dollies.
It doesn't help that I adore cute things, and I'm in the process of "touching up" my room decor, turning it from a half-assed gothy hole in the wall, to a little palace of frills, lace, and plush. Giant Teddy Bear? Check. Cherry Blossom pik walls? Check. Blackout curtains with red ruffle holdbacks tacked into the wall? Working on it. I'd much rather have lace curtains.
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
Me and my hunny have gone through a massive relationship overhaul. For the better. Stupid flute-playing hussy almost broke us up last week, but we worked it out.
She's still a hussy. No take-backs.
"Band camp" has me busy as hell, so it's hard for me to work on any articles... slowing me down even more. But once school starts, I'll have plenty of resouces and time, plus the guidance of the English teacher I'll be working for. Plus my sister now owns a webcam, so perhaps I'll manage to throw in a video sometime someday.
THE END. GRACIE.
7.21.2009
Sweet, Sweet Six (Flags)
ON THE MENU FOR TODAY: Adrenaline is really pretty awesome. I've probably passed the best of my summer with a bit of a spark. In even better news, I have some thoughts to share. Does anybody believe in faeries? Not just pixies and goblins or what have you, but the plethora of otherworldly kin. Most can't see them. Some can only sense them. A few can even communicate well with them. I've had a couple people laugh at me for believing in Domova, the namesake of this blog. When I created this blog, I'd only known her for two hours. But she was definitely special. Lore purists will scoff at me talking about a female Domovoy. Tradition says they are always male, always in a red shirt with a blue belt. Their traits have supposedly been marked to a science. I disagree. This goes for all fae. Just because "experts" in "lore" profile them down to every hair on their head, or lack thereof, means nothing. Excuse this next part, I beg you, but it's like saying that every German is a nazi; every Asian eats rice; every Irish person loving to drink; etc. Profiling can never be 100% accurate. Actually, let me describe Domova's actual traits. She's protective of me, sleeps wherever she feels like it, and cleans the demonic energy out of the house. She likes rewards, but doesn't mind working for love. Red shirt? Beats me, I can only sense her and communicate with her.
TYPE BREAK FOR: S'mores. 45 seconds to microwaved yum.
Sometimes you learn the strongest, most perception-altering philosophies from television. Not kidding. I was watching House just half an hour ago, and he told a girl with an unknown diagnosis (thought she had an untreatable brain tumor, turned out to have scattered tapeworms) that there is no real way to die with dignity - only to live with it. I spent the rest of the episode, well, most of it anyway, pondering this. You can have impeccable dignity right up until the moment you pass on, but after that, the body's just a shell, right? Like from a hermit crab grown too big for its previous home. True, I'm looking at it from a very pagan view, but it makes sense, right? If you're Christian, you believe you'll be spending the rest of forever in either heaven or hell, so honestly... what's the point of having a lavish 7k funeral, when you're just worm food? Pardon my brazen attitude towards this, but cremation really does happen to be more ecofriendly, and you're poor family can use the couple thousand dollars to pay those stupid bills you left them with.
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
My summer has pretty much ended. who knows, I'll probably have a little more time before school starts to enjoy the time off, but so far, August is bleak. Nevertheless, I got a satisfying fill this weekend. Friday, my Num Nums and I went to the zoo, my first real visit to one. Saturday, he was MIA. Sunday, we went to the local mini-carnival to ride bumper cars and eat elephant ears, which he had never eaten. Yesterday, my sister, her friend, and I all went to Six Flags Great America, another first for me. It was really amazing. I'm totally an adrenaline junkie. The Superman ride was probably the best we rode, and we got on again just to see what it was like in the front row. Sitting in the front row on a high-thrill roller coaster is always better. It's more surprising, because you're the first to drop.
Review: The Dark Knight Train Terminal theme ride. It was terrible. The ride is super-new, so it was an hour and a half in line, awesome custom art, a really neat terminal lobby with a newscast featuring Harvey Dent. Inside the ride (It's an indoor roller coaster), there were a couple sharp turns and one drop, but the decorations were kind of Party-City-Halloween-Lawn-Ornament style. Sure, one little diorama had a strobe light... but it was actually in a box. For how much they built up the long alk into the ride, I really, truly expect it to flop soon. Faster than the Deja Vu anyway.
THE END. GRACIE.
TYPE BREAK FOR: S'mores. 45 seconds to microwaved yum.
Sometimes you learn the strongest, most perception-altering philosophies from television. Not kidding. I was watching House just half an hour ago, and he told a girl with an unknown diagnosis (thought she had an untreatable brain tumor, turned out to have scattered tapeworms) that there is no real way to die with dignity - only to live with it. I spent the rest of the episode, well, most of it anyway, pondering this. You can have impeccable dignity right up until the moment you pass on, but after that, the body's just a shell, right? Like from a hermit crab grown too big for its previous home. True, I'm looking at it from a very pagan view, but it makes sense, right? If you're Christian, you believe you'll be spending the rest of forever in either heaven or hell, so honestly... what's the point of having a lavish 7k funeral, when you're just worm food? Pardon my brazen attitude towards this, but cremation really does happen to be more ecofriendly, and you're poor family can use the couple thousand dollars to pay those stupid bills you left them with.
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
My summer has pretty much ended. who knows, I'll probably have a little more time before school starts to enjoy the time off, but so far, August is bleak. Nevertheless, I got a satisfying fill this weekend. Friday, my Num Nums and I went to the zoo, my first real visit to one. Saturday, he was MIA. Sunday, we went to the local mini-carnival to ride bumper cars and eat elephant ears, which he had never eaten. Yesterday, my sister, her friend, and I all went to Six Flags Great America, another first for me. It was really amazing. I'm totally an adrenaline junkie. The Superman ride was probably the best we rode, and we got on again just to see what it was like in the front row. Sitting in the front row on a high-thrill roller coaster is always better. It's more surprising, because you're the first to drop.
Review: The Dark Knight Train Terminal theme ride. It was terrible. The ride is super-new, so it was an hour and a half in line, awesome custom art, a really neat terminal lobby with a newscast featuring Harvey Dent. Inside the ride (It's an indoor roller coaster), there were a couple sharp turns and one drop, but the decorations were kind of Party-City-Halloween-Lawn-Ornament style. Sure, one little diorama had a strobe light... but it was actually in a box. For how much they built up the long alk into the ride, I really, truly expect it to flop soon. Faster than the Deja Vu anyway.
THE END. GRACIE.
7.14.2009
MOTHERLAND
DIE MENU HEUTE:
So yeah, I know, Heather. I better bust my butt on that Article. I promised two more, too, but right now everything is so hectic, it'll be a miracle if I manage to get my first one up. [/cry]
TYPE BREAK FOR: NO TYPE BREAK. ARGH.
The video I posted to the right of my blog is a video featuring fanart from the anime series Axis Powers Hetalia. Good show. The song is Polyushka Polye, which is a very lovely Russian song. One of the very starstruck goals of my boyfriend and I is to have three minors when we graduate college. One in German, one in Japanese, and one in Russian. We both have pretty lofty dreams of travel, and those are our top three non-English speaking destinations. I'm already going to be starting second-year German, but he's probably just barely starting first-year.
Oh well. A couple can dream, nein?
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
Still sifting through old stuff. So far, I have one cardboard box of random stuff, one huge bin of stuffed animals, and about a bin and a half of clothes. Nowhere near done. I was planning to go to the zoo tomorrow with my sister and my boyfriend, but he decided not to go and my sister bashed him for it, so I told her that if she can't respect him, I'm not going either. Well... that just gives me one more day to get all this crap done.
DAS IST ALLES. GRACIE.
So yeah, I know, Heather. I better bust my butt on that Article. I promised two more, too, but right now everything is so hectic, it'll be a miracle if I manage to get my first one up. [/cry]
TYPE BREAK FOR: NO TYPE BREAK. ARGH.
The video I posted to the right of my blog is a video featuring fanart from the anime series Axis Powers Hetalia. Good show. The song is Polyushka Polye, which is a very lovely Russian song. One of the very starstruck goals of my boyfriend and I is to have three minors when we graduate college. One in German, one in Japanese, and one in Russian. We both have pretty lofty dreams of travel, and those are our top three non-English speaking destinations. I'm already going to be starting second-year German, but he's probably just barely starting first-year.
Oh well. A couple can dream, nein?
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
Still sifting through old stuff. So far, I have one cardboard box of random stuff, one huge bin of stuffed animals, and about a bin and a half of clothes. Nowhere near done. I was planning to go to the zoo tomorrow with my sister and my boyfriend, but he decided not to go and my sister bashed him for it, so I told her that if she can't respect him, I'm not going either. Well... that just gives me one more day to get all this crap done.
DAS IST ALLES. GRACIE.
7.13.2009
Eddie Izzard
What kind of first post is this? Oh well. Whatever. He's amazingly funny. I adore political humor, but it's gotta be really funny. I adore his videos from Dress to Kill.
TYPE BREAK for Chocochip Cookie Dough Ice Cream.
Anyway, Some of the saddest truths in world history truly do make for hilarious satirical comedy.
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
I am currently sifting through all of my worldly belongings... in honor of the godly yard sale we're having at the end of the week. I have twice as many clothes outside of my closet than can fit in it, more stuffed animals than socks, and six bins of books. Somethin's gotta go. Plus, I want monies for clothes. *drool*
THE END. GRACIE.
TYPE BREAK for Chocochip Cookie Dough Ice Cream.
Anyway, Some of the saddest truths in world history truly do make for hilarious satirical comedy.
IN THE LIFE OF GRACIE:
I am currently sifting through all of my worldly belongings... in honor of the godly yard sale we're having at the end of the week. I have twice as many clothes outside of my closet than can fit in it, more stuffed animals than socks, and six bins of books. Somethin's gotta go. Plus, I want monies for clothes. *drool*
THE END. GRACIE.
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