Pretty pics and this-n-that
We’ve been having drizzly rain here, and snow up on the mountains. I took a few pics so you could see what we see down the street (alas, not from our house) and near OmegaDad’s office.
This is down the street that our cul-de-sac opens onto:
This is a view of the same mountains from OmegaDad’s office, about eight miles closer:
And a more panoramic view:
Dig those craggy peaks!
Onto the ethnic princess saga. First, check out Richard Querin’s version of Miss Kenya, looking like an exotic belly dancer. Then there’s my feeble attempt at an Asian princess. Please note that it is a work-in-progress, that I am quite aware that the proportions are off, I realize the dress needs to be longer and flowy-er, and I don’t want to hear any commentary on the hands. Do y’hear me?! NO commentary. And I don’t want to hear any sniggering from the peanut gallery, either. I have a problem with hands, and think that I will just end up splicing on some model’s hands, a la Frankenstein. I will simply say that I think that, right now, my AP is a cross between John Travolta (Stayin’ Alive) and a cheerleader:
Oh, yeah, and she needs feet. And a crown or tiara. And a magic wand or scepter. And new hands (but we’re not talking about hands).
This evening, after I read a chapter from Jack and Annie to the dotter (The Magic Treehouse #9,357,381,220) and she was snuggling into her little pallet by the side of our bed, we were talking. Someone is telling her she’s a “lucky girl”, and I tried to pry more info out of her, which didn’t succeed. But I did tell her I was a lucky mommy.
Anyway, the conversation then veered off into:
OD: I’m a rock star!
OM (skeptically): Well, you’re not a rock star now, but you can be one when you grow up.
OD: I want to be a cowgirl when I grow up!
OM: You can be both! A cowgirl and a rock star!
OD: Oh. I want to cook when I grow up. And see the world!
So there ya have it. A world-traveling chef-rock star-cowgirl. Hey. It works for me.
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