So Very Dark

I got a new hat on Saturday.  It’s awesome:

You know you’re jealous of my hat.

I’ve been eyeing it at work for a few weeks now, and on Friday night I decided that I needed to have it.  Briggs and Heather are both a little embarrassed to be seen with me in it and they swear that the group of us looks like two people taking out their ‘special’ little sister on a day pass…and the limp only adds to the image.  But I’ll get to that.

Briggs says it reminds him of Charlize Theron in Arrested Development:

<– MRF and her crazy hats

Heather says it reminds her of the Natalie Portman in Garden State:

  <–Natalie Portman in her epilepsy helmet.

Anyway, I got my hat at work, and after Briggs picked me up, we went home, grabbed Heather and got icecream:

<– me with ice cream

I got lots of weird looks and heather and I danced around like fools.  None of those pictures survived. 

Then we went to WalMart (I KNOW, but there are two of them near where we live and they carry, like…everything.) and I found something I have been wanting for at least a year:

A TIARA!

Now I can dress up like a pretty, pretty princess!  Heather got one too.  We are both going to wear them today.    Yippy!

Then the less awesome thing that happened on Saturday:

I broke my toe.

Yup.

I was on my way to bed after doing something in the kitchen (turning off the light?  Turning on the AC?  I’m not sure.) and well…there’s this coal stove in the living room (right outside the kitchen) and it’s on a raised brick platform (so it doesn’t burn the floor, you know) and I, um…walked right into it.  I kicked it with my bare foot and HEARD my toe go crunch.  I limped into the bedroom and whimpered inarticulately at Briggs who went and got me ice and water and excedrine and even a bowl for that minute or two when the pain was making me sweaty and naceous.

My toe is now crookeder than my other toes.   Heather wanted to straighten it.

Yeah…I told her that WASN’T going to happen.  Even after my mom told me that Heather might be right because having a toe at a new angle could effect my ballance, I made an executive decision that it can set at any darn angle it wants to and I am not re-alligning broken bones.

Anyway, by yesterday morning, it was aching, but I could step on the foot so long as I didn’t bend the toe.  We went to Game, stopping on the way to get dice for Heather:

and coffee for everyone.  When we stopped at Starbucks, we just happened to park next to the ‘special people’s’ van, and well….I was wearing my moth hat again, and now walking with a Hunchback of Notredame-esque limp…the driver smiled at me as though happy to see me reabilitated enough to have a day out with my family.

Game was fun.  It was weird playing during the day and finishing before 2am exhaustion after working all day knocked us unconscious.  And Heather’s character thinks the solution to everything is to kill innocent bystanders.

Last night, we all watched the newest episode of Doctor Who:

<–OMG…is that…it IS!  It’s ROSE TYLER!

Anyway, we thought it was a killer episode (much better than last week’s ‘Midnight’, basically a revamping of the classic Twilight Zone episode ‘The Monsters Are Due on Maple Street.)  Interesting stuff happened.  We saw the return of a long anticipated and teased character.  Big STUFF was revealed, regarding the theme and finale of the season, AND interesting information was revealed about spunky Donna, the Doctor’s current companion.  And the end was….okay…Heather and I squealed and jumped up and down a bit.  And that was without Rose having thrown herself into 10′s pinstriped arms to snog him silly.

And next episode looks…wicked.  Just…wow.  And the Gang’s ALL there.

We Briggs and I ALSO watched:

Unfortunately, we already knew that 04×10 would be a bit epic, so we weren’t QUITE as bowled over as we could have been, but the wow-factor was still there for sure.  Though we knew something was going to happen.  Everyone was far TOO happy.

My foot hurts much less today and by last night I could bend my toes a little (though Briggs suggested I shouldn’t try)

Today, we are going to the PGH Zoo!  (I borrowed crutches from Briggs’ dad for all the walking. Don’t worry…I’m not COMPLETELY without sense….just mostly.  Mom advised putting off the trip.)

I actually need to go get ready.  H and I are dressing like princesses in our new tiaras and I don’t even know what to wear yet.

P.S.

I did figure out what to wear

however

we did not go to the zoo.  Got a flat just outside of Freeport so we took the car to the Sears car place at the Pittsburgh Mills and wandered the mall while they fixed it.  For the best anyway.  I hear it rained all day in PGH.

guess destiny was on mom’s side.

Okeyley doleley….

So, I finally got some pictures processed and posted, which I know excites you all….

Shut up.  It excites you.

First, my 2 finals:

  <–Mixed Media– you saw the preliminary sketch

The Final:

And my Typography final, which was the front an back of a 12×12 record album cover, which I chose to do for my fictional band, Mad at my Cat, with an autobiographical Alice in Wonderland theme:

Now, here is a photo of Mercury helping me unpack, once I finally got around to emptying some boxes:

And…some pictures from the day that H and I spent tooling around PGH:

<–at the Three Rivers Arts Festival

  <– still at TRAF (it was hot.  We found a lot of opportunities to chill in the shade that day) (It totally looks like that arrow is pointing at her boobs.)

<–some guy with fluffy hair playing his instrument at TRAF

<– H taking photos on the Smithfield St. Bridge

<–in her pretty new pearls on the SSBridge.

<–after she decided that she also needed a skinny red belt and a red headband and the awesome new shoes that you can’t see in this photo.  (hey…you should have seen what I was wearing that day…)

Anyway, Sunday we all went to Briggs’ parents for Dad’s Day/Stepmom’s bday….and I didn’t really get any good photos from that (it was dim in their house) but I got pictures of shopping at Lowe’s for presents and the stop at the Giant Eagle Express on the way home…

<–Heather investigates Cacti

<–She continues to do so.

  <–Briggs contemplates my choice of windchime.

<–relatively extreeeeeeeemmmm closeup.

Shortly after this, a Lowes employee walked up to me and asked, “Who are you, and why are you taking pictures?”  I guess she thought I was stealing company secrets.  When I tried to explain that I was documenting a day out with my friends, she didn’t seem to understand why I would want to do that.  I guess she isn’t familiar with the technological revolution and how it has created a need in all young people to pictorally capture every moment of their day-to-day lives for later blogging…

I present as proof:  Photos of Heather grocery shopping–

  <–she looks stoned in this one, like the munchies hit and she managed to make it to the grocery store, but she is now overwhelmed by the options. (who hasn’t been there?  I miss you, senior year of high school….)

<–This one just says, ‘hey, you!  buy some vividly colored, healthy and delicous vegies!’.  Or at least that’s what I get out of it. 

Then today, I forced Heather to go on a gentle, leisurely walk through the pretty countryside with me.  Okay, so that’s kind of what I implied that we were doing.  I didn’t mention that the path we were taking would be somewhat steeply downhill all the way to the train tracks, yet strangely, UPHILL all the way back.  I’m a bastard.  However, I took a picture of pretty butterflies while we were walking along the tracks.

However, we saw no trains.  I think we were both a little dissapointed.  Even more dissapointed when we learned that downhill had reversed itself while we were away.

Hey…remember that adorable kitten that Briggs and I almost adopted?