Ghetto Home Fabulous, Parent Style: Lil' Mimi and Buff Daddy

I just had to show you guys this -when I moved out of my parents house a year or so ago, I took my little bed with me so I wouldn't have to buy a new one. However, this meant that when I went back home to visit, I would be sleeping on a mattress on the floor or on the bunkbeds with my little brother(slumba party!). In the past couple of months, my parents designed and built this bed for me! Isn't it cute? My mom and I have different tastes when it comes to a lot of things, but I really do admire her strong sense of style and when this room is completely redecorated, it will go so well with the rest of the house. Then there is my dad who is amazing and can build anything out of anything! Someday I will do a post on the awesome Japanese puzzle boxes he makes.

Good job, Mum and Pop, and muchas gracias!

P.S. Look how tiny my old bedroom is! You can see how it gets such beautiful light in the mornings, though. It was a nice place to sleep and read and sew for 18 years :)

Mas Beav

I went home this weekend to visit my family. I was bored this morning, so my little brother and I had a bit of a photoshoot. Bubba, as he is called (ironically), is really into bodybuilding/weightlifting and never refuses to have his photo taken, which he why is also called "Zoolander" around these parts. We try really hard not to feed his ego. He is a sweet boy, though. I steal his gym shorts all the time and he never complains. Also, he has offered to beat up boys who break my heart, which is sort of nice and very unnecessary.

He was wanting to recreate the famous Bigfoot shot in this last photo. I think it just looks like he's poppin' booty, but whatevs.

I'm sure this won't be the last you see of the beav.

The Beav, and More

October 31st was a beautiful day weather-wise in my part of the world, and sadly it was probably my last really good day of bike riding, lakeside lounging, and outside cider drinking before the cold comes. Oh well.

That night, Gregoire and Moko Gobo threw a mean party, and by "mean" I mean...mellow. Below is the lovely ostrich rider, Matt K., from whom I ganked all of these photos. Thanks, Matt K.
From left to right: "Daria" [showing a lot too much leg], Large Enthusiastic Boy Who Couldn't Remember Anyone's Name, and "Michael Moore".

Oh Em Gee, "Slutty Spock". Best costume evah.

Daawuud was "Bro Magnon Man: half frat boy, half Neanderthal." I drew on his unibrow with permanent marker. Who knows how long he had to scrub to get it off. (Although, last year I drew my chest hair on with permanent marker and it came off quite easily)

From left to right: Pants Party Starkey - she bought XXXXL sweatpants and filled them with balloons, confetti and noise makers. In the middle is Pirate Potter, and then there is me, as the Beav. I almost [not really] died making that stupid beavotard. I thought I would be all smart and make a cast of my body to use as a pattern. This involved covering my torso in plastic wrap and strips of tape. I could not for the life of me cut it off, though, and I sat sweatily on the living room couch, waiting for my roommate to come home and help me until I realized that she was three hours away in another state. So I went back to hacking away at the thing; I seriously felt like I was in a Lady Gaga music video, tripping around my apartment in this weird, shiny green bodysuit. Of course I finally managed to get it off and it worked wonderfully, but that is on my list of things to never do again. Besides Gregoire's party, we went to a couple of others. There was a show at the Clawfoot House where Triggertown was playing some knee-slappin-bluegrass-jugband-I-don't-even-know-music. Unfortunately, due to my lack of vision and intense concentration on my fancy footwork, I totally failed to notice that I was being asked to dance by this handsome, bearded guitar-playing man who I have crushed on for forever. You guys, it felt like that one part in the Dennis the Menace movie where Mr. Wilson has spent 40 years cultivating his prized orchid, only to miss it's one and only bloom. MY ORCHID IS DEAD!

Just kidding, I have lots of orchids.

Let me know how your Halloween was if you haven't already, and welcome to No-Shave November! I am participating, but there will no photos of that here, hehe sorry! Hairy armpits are where I draw the line on this blog :)

Tomorrow.

Is.

Halloween.

I'm going to glue buck teeth onto the bear mask and call it a beaver. Also, I have dubbed my faux fur leotard "The Beavotard". There will be mucho photos tomorrow, along with the story of how the Beavotard was made(oh hardy har, it's a good one).

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I got a fish last Monday. He is pink and purple and my roommate and I named him Morgan Freeman. Mostly we did this so we could say things like, "Morgan Freeman was looking a little bloated this morning" and "Oh thank goodness, Morgan Freeman finally pooped!"

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It is cold and rainy. Mm, not my favorite weather. My feet get wet, they smell, then I am sitting in a meeting and someone asks, "What is that bad smell?" and finally I slip altoids into my shoes when no one is looking. The altoids do not help.

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I heart rustic living. Let's all be hermits.

at Platte River State Park

Jingle Jingle Jingle

You guys! It is not even Halloween yet and I am already looking ahead to Christmas! I need to stop doing that; time goes by too, too fast when I'm not livin' in the moment.

However, it is probably good that I am really trying to get the whole Christmas-gift-situation figured out early this year. I love my friends, and I so want to make them awesome, meaningful presents. The past few years, I have procrastinated too much and then ended up with nothing at all to give, so this time around I am starting early, thinking about homemade coloring books and paper dolls and other things that are too surpris-ish to mention. And then there will be the cookies and decorations and parties, too...
This photo is from my Christmas party last year. I think it was taken right after someone farted, as you might be able to tell from the facial expressions. It is probably one of my most favorite photographs ever because of this.

Now I promise, no more Christmas posts until December - SCOUT'S HONOR. The next post will be about my new pet fish, and then the next one about Halloween. I'm sure you're all very excited, hehe.

A List of Facts:

1. It is 11:15pm central time.

2. I am awake.

3. Sewing a leotard.

4. Made of fake fur.

5. To be worn with this:

Dreamy Ladies

Last night I watched this and this..

And then I watched this. Takk, Gunther, for noticing.