We are in recovery mode currently. Yesterday the boy was a groomsman, and we stayed until the party was over at midnight. Since it was Halloween, the party was a costume party. The wedding was Magic: The Gathering themed, so the boy’s costume was Tezzeret, and mine was Jane Austen’s Catwoman. I love Catwoman, but there’s no way I’d ever wear the leather cat suit. Which got me to thinking outside the box. I got to wondering what it would look like if Jane Austen had written Batman, which led to what I think was a pretty cool costume. Mom made me a beautiful Regency style dress, I found a fantastic laser cut metal cat mask, and dad hot-glued fake nails to a pair of lace gloves. I was pleased with the end result.
We are adorable!
He had to be into work crazy early, which means he got off of work early, and now I’m crashed on his couch doing boring things like paying bills, and he’s asleep in his recliner. It’s peaceful and a rather nice way to spend a Saturday afternoon.
It’s the beginning of November (a fact that you’re aware of if you know how to read a calendar). This means I am officially at the end of my twenties. 23 days from now I’ll awaken as a mature, thoughtful, classy thirty year old. Or, I’ll just wake up as a 30 year old who’s really no different than the 29 year old I currently am.
I do want to start my 30’s on more positive, emotionally healthy ground than I meandered through my twenties with. For the most part, my twenties will forever be locked in my brain as this murky swamp of a decade where I made some really terrible decisions. However, I also made some really fantastic friends. It’s been a strange decade, that’s for sure.
Also, since it is now November, it is officially NaNoWriMo. When I finish this post, I’m going to start working on my novel. I really have no idea what I’m going to write about this year, but I figure the important thing is that I at least participate in the exercise.
I love the 1960’s Batman. It’s fun, it’s campy, and it taught good lessons about how to be a decent human being. What more could you ask from a television show? Among the many gems that can be found in Batman, this might be my favorite…
Really, the only thing missing from this scene is Batman stating that he’s going to give Batgirl a “whiff of Batgas.” (Watch other episodes, that’s exactly how he says it. I could not make this up.)
Last Tuesday marked 5 months of being in a relationship. I’ve been trying to figure out what to say regarding how things are going, but everything I’ve written has just laid there, sounding trite and cliche. I do know that for the first time, in a really long time I can honestly say that I feel happy. 5 months in, and I still get butterflies every time I get to see the boy, or even just get a text from him. He’s so very good to me. I love that he will do things like save an episode of Batman for me on the DVR because it had Liberace playing not one, but two villains (and yes, it is my new favorite episode of Batman). I love that he’s willing to just sit with me after an insane day at work, and just let me ramble on ridiculously and never makes me feel bad about it. I love that we can watch Phineas and Ferb and never once does the question come up, “Don’t you think we’re a little too old to be watching a cartoon?” come up (Answer: No, no we’re not.). Speaking of Phineas and Ferb, I think it’s adorable that we both loved it and Gravity Falls long before we started dating. Just seems like a sign that we are made for each other.
See, I said it would sound really cheesy. Oh well, I haven’t had enough cheese in my life in the last several years. I had this carefully constructed shell built up around my heart that nothing could get through. In the last five months, I’ve been learning that it’s okay to let the shell be non-existent. It’s so exhilarating (and terrifying, but totally in a good way) to let my heart be free. Being vulnerable is really, really hard, but with the right person, it’s worth it. I think C.S. Lewis said it best…
I’m kind of tired tonight, and it’s been a boring few days. So, in lieu of actually writing, I’m going to share a number of things that never cease to make me smile. Hopefully, if you’re feeling down, something I put up tonight will help raise your spirits.
First up, a music video that, to this day, I cannot explain what the people who put it together were thinking. The overall product is so delightfully bad, I can’t help but giggle. (It’s kind of a shame it’s so bad, because David Hasselhoff actually has a pretty good voice.)
Still with me? I didn’t scare you off? Yay!
Next up, I give you the wonderful Tom Hiddleston hanging out with Cookie Monster…
I had an interesting moment this week. I was standing at work, looking at a cup with an amputated toe in it.
From a human.
Now, being a vet tech, I’ve been present for plenty of surgeries. Working in a medical lab I see blood, and other things (I’ll call them sunshine, butterflies, and daises, to try to keep you all from completely losing your lunch). However, this was the first time I had ever seen an actual body part that was separate from the body.
Standing there, looking at the toe, I found myself feeling overwhelmed with love for my job. Seriously. By far, that toe sighting was the coolest things that happened this week at work.
Now, “normal” people would not find this to be cool. They wouldn’t think that it was a highlight of their week. In fact, they would look at me and think, “What a freaky weirdo.” And, you know what? They’re probably right.
I’ve reached this point, though, where I’ve pretty much stopped caring what people think about me. It’s too time consuming. Besides, I like that I’m a weirdo.
As if loving my gross job, and being obsessed with geeky things doesn’t make me weird enough, I’m turning into the Crazy Puppet Lady.
My mom started working with puppets before I was born, so I can honestly say I was born into this life. When I was six, she and dad went to Sunday School Convention in Peoria, and they came home with my first puppet. She was the ugliest little girl I had ever seen, and I loved her dearly. I named her Jill, and she was the first puppet I used the first time I stepped behind the stage curtain to perform. From there on, I spent my entire childhood and teen years puppeteering. Sometimes we had big teams, and sometimes our teams were just made up of mom, dad, and I.
When I graduated from high school, I thought my days of working with puppets had come to an end. It was one of those things that had been fun for the time that I had done it, but I just put it down as a part of my childhood. For a while, it was the end of it. I had a break for a few years.
Then, in early 2009 our church seriously approached our family about starting up a team. So, we did, and even though the changes a bit every few months, it’s consistently a fantastic group.
I’ve noticed a change in me, since we started team again back in ’09. When I left home back in 2003 and went to school, I really didn’t miss team or miss being a puppeteer. When I moved away in 2011, I missed team and puppeteering almost more than anything else. It really had become an intricate part of me, and not being able to do it every week was a misery.
When I moved back home last December, I had not job and no clue about what was next for me in life, but I had team and I had my puppets and somehow I knew it was going to be okay. In fact, the first weekend I was home, my parents helped me make the videos I posted at Christmas:
Now, the girl in the video is Penny, and she’s my girl. She came into my life back in 2009, and I couldn’t quite figure out what to do with her, and what was worse was that I had no clue how to give her a voice. It may sound silly, but there’s a lot more to giving a voice. You have to figure out the personality and create this whole other person. So, it was exciting when Penny started finding her voice. (Side note: Yes, I realize that Penny is a puppet, and this is not a delusional thing. However, she’s become a part of me. Hence, I refer to her as a separate individual. It’s hard to explain without sounding slightly insane, which I’m pretty sure I’m not.) Last December was the first time that voice really started to make an appearance. Last weekend, though, that voice got put to the test.
Last weekend was Creative Ministry Festival. We go every year and take our team members. Since Creative Ministry Festival is all about Creative Ministry (Puppetry, Clowning, Illusion, Dowel Rod, etc… for more info check out http://www.creativemin.com), I took Penny with me. Last year was the first year I took her, and I had this adorable 1950’s poodle skirt outfit on her. Well, a week before this year’s festival, I realized that I couldn’t take her wearing the same outfit this year. That’s when my Pinterest addiction kicked in (you may remember me referring to this addiction a few weeks ago in reference to a cake tragedy). I remembered seeing a tutorial on Pinterest about taking a superhero emblem t-shirt and making a matching tutu for it. The instructions for the tutu didn’t seem to difficult, so mom and I went on a last minute hunt for t-shirts and correctly colored tulle. We found a Superman t-shirt and a Batman t-shirt. Then, we found sparkly tulle in red, yellow, and black, and regular tulle in blue.
Thanks to my dad, I didn’t have to spend days cutting out 3 inch strips of tulle. He has this really cool circular knife and quilting mat that I used to cut the tulle. What should have taken me days took approximately an hour.
As you can see, I had a lovely pile of red and blue, and black and yellow. I then had to turn these piles into tutu skirts. Since I’m not the world’s greatest at finishing craft projects, this was it’s own challenge. However, by the day of the festival, I had created two unique tutus:
Friday night, I took Penny in her Superman outfit:
And on Saturday, it was time for Batman:
The cool thing was, because she had these unique outfits, people were more inclined to come talk to me (which is good because I’m not exactly good at socializing with strangers). Not only did people talk to me, but Penny was able to talk to them. She had finally found her voice, and started getting pretty comfortable with it.
Then came Sunday.
Since this Sunday (April 28th) is our team’s spring performance, I asked the pastors if Penny could do the announcement. I was given permission, and immediately freaked out. It was one thing to talk to strangers, it was something completely different to interact with people I know. What would they think? Would I just make an idiot out of myself?
Well, when church started, Penny and I went into the sanctuary (and yes, she was still in her Batman outfit). Even though I pretended I couldn’t tell, I could sense all the people staring. It was the first time that any of our puppet had been seen outside of the stage. Now, the number one rule about manipulating a puppet in public is that the puppet has to stay alive. This meant that I couldn’t put my arm down to my side, and Penny had to keep reacting like an actual person would. We got through the first song without problem, and then came the meet and greet time (basically 3 minutes where people can wander around and say a quick hello to each other). This is when something completely unexpected took place.
Penny and I were standing with mom, and I saw this little girl and her mom come walking over. The little girl wanted to meet Penny, and so Penny and she talked. Then, after she left, her dad brought her older sister over (these girls were about 5 and 7), and Penny talked with her. Then, after she left, two little boys drug their Grandmas over. One little boy reached out and started shaking Penny’s hand (thankfully, I had the quick reaction to grab the arm rod so Penny could actually shake hands with him). What shocked me was watching these kids interact with Penny.
I can’t talk to kids. I grew up and only child, and I had to exist in an adult’s world from birth. Yes, I had a childhood, but I don’t think my brain was ever truly a kid. Sure I liked to play and hang with friends, but I didn’t think like a kid. This has made interacting with children a huge challenge for me. I don’t want to talk down to them, but I never know what to say. However, with Penny, I could talk to kids, and they talked to her. It was my Grinch moment. It was the moment my heart grew two sizes. Each kid made me cry (which is next to impossible. I almost never cry, unless I’m watching some manipulative movie or commercial). It was the moment that I knew that I really have become the crazy puppet lady, and I’m completely okay with it.
Oh yeah, the announcement went well. I think it’s the only time the statement, “You can’t say no to someone in a Batman t-shirt and tutu.” has ever been uttered in a church.
Merry Christmas! It’s about 4:30 in the morning here, so I’m not up to writing very much right now. However, I do want to share this video! If you’ve not watched yesterday’s video, go do that, and then come watch this one. If you enjoy, please go and click like & make sure to share with your friends!
-Tonight is the final Doctor Who episode that will feature Amy and Rory Pond as companions. Even though Amy isn’t my favorite of the companions, I still find this kind of sad. There’s been all kind of rumors of how the Ponds are going to depart. I wouldn’t be surprised if one or both get killed, especially since the one thing that keeps getting repeated is that there will be no return of the Ponds after tonight’s episode. I find it fascinating that one of the things that this show does really well is make you care about the characters.
–Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is making me really weepy today. I enjoy this movie, but it doesn’t usually turn on the waterworks.
-I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but I really love my penguin pillow pet. I really only got it because I thought it was cute, but I’ve discovered it’s great for cuddling with while sleeping.
-I never realized that in the original Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory there was a character, towards the beginning, that is at the psychiatrist. The character is called “Hofstadter.” This is also the same last name as the character Leonard on Big Bang Theory, and Leonard’s mother is a psychiatrist. I don’t know if this is just a weird coincidence, or if it was a tip of the hat to Willy Wonka.
-Another fun fact, the kid who played the original Charlie Bucket grew up to be a veterinarian.
-I’m not obsessed with these movies (in fact, the original really freaked me out when I was little, and I’m still not a big fan of it). They’ve been running them on t.v. this afternoon while I’ve been working on homework.
-The other night the newscaster used the term “interweb” which he followed up by saying, “We’ll be back tomorrow, same bat channel, same bat time.” It kind of make me homesick, cause my Saturday night routine at home is to watch two episodes of the Adam West Batman. Also, I’m wondering if the newscaster lost a bet.
-I can’t believe how warm it has been. It’s especially crazy when you consider that I’m in North Dakota and October is a day and a half away.
-I survived my first speak test in Spanish. My reading went fine, but I paused way too much in the conversation part. My professor said I write well, so I just need to figure out how to speak as well as I write.
-I’m really weirded out by the Skittles commercials I’ve been seeing. The gal making out with a walrus and the girl who picks a skittle off the skin of the boy infected with Skittles-pox and then eats it are both really disturbing.