Bassid & Marcelle, originally uploaded by wickedlittle.
Marcelle is a little older. First generation felt creature critter. Creature critters like to hang out with the kitties.
Tags: creature critter
Bassid & Marcelle, originally uploaded by wickedlittle.
Marcelle is a little older. First generation felt creature critter. Creature critters like to hang out with the kitties.
Tags: creature critter
Today, I was told I was more japanese than a japanese. A japanese girl told me this. I don’t know why she said it or what it means but it kind of makes me happy and a little confused. This isn’t the first time someone has told me I was a different race than I was. When I was little, my siblings used to tell me I was adopted or that I was not biologically related to the rest of them because I was japanese. Fucked up, I know. I blame my mom for giving me that bowl haircut in combination with my pale skin, affinity for japanese cartoons and the color pink. They told me they just took me at the beach from one of the many japanese families that come to Guam for vacation. A small part of me believed them. I was 5!
Now, Lyndon’s mom (japanese) tells him that he looks more japanese when she sees us together. He’s actually japanese. Several times at work people have said ‘You’re japanese, aren’t you?’ or ‘Ask Esther, she’s japanese, right?’ Despite how latino my whole name sounds.
Peculiar. I feel like most of the time no one can figure out what ethic race I belong to and they seem surprised to learn I’m filippino. ‘Full?? No. That can’t be true.’ What. The. Heck.
Tags: ethnicity
…only to find Gideon’s bible.
I’ve started making my little felt creatures/critters again.
Stay tuned for more.
Tags: creature critter, felt, racoon, rocky
This weekend we finally made it to a movie!! Yay! I missed seeing Prince of Persia in the theaters but I guess what I’ve read, I didn’t miss much. But still! Hopefully, I’ll be able to catch The A-Team.
Anyway, we made it to Toy Story 3. What a fantastic flick. I kind of had doubts but it’s not that often that the entire trilogy (or however many movies in the set) end up being fantastic. This doesn’t get old. It was as funny and as eye-poppingly gorgeous as the others. It made me laugh and cry. Yes…I cried like a baby. Lyndon said he got choked up a little bit. I’m sad that not all the characters could have been there but it wouldn’t have been realistic for all the toys to still be around. My favorite toy is Bullseye. I just want to hug him. I like his floppy legs. He reminds me of my kitties. I love all the toys. !!spoilers for the rest of this post!! I loved spanish Buzz. Haha. I loved the focus of the relationship between Buzz and Jesse. Favorite part: Ken’s wardrobe and the fashion show with Barbie.
“Are we going to Addis Ababa, Mr. Luthor?” Lotso was a bastard.
Tags: movie, toy story 3
Sometimes, when I’m riding in a car with someone and I see a blue VW bus, I like to scream “It’s the Libyans!”. And if they get what I’m saying without me having to explain it, they move up on my totem pole of friendship.
Posting a whole post from my phone makes me tired. Off to read my book for now. Tomorrow, I will post about Toy Story 3.
Tags: movie
…two-dollar whore on the 4th of July.
It is very very very hot right now. I’m at the bottomest floor of my house. The coolest part. In the dark. Trying not to move. The kitty’sesses litter is in this room and I’m sure one of the little bastards is going to take a hot steamy dump soon. I’ll then be in the coolest, darkest, stinkiest part of my house.
But, it’s all fine and dandy because I found out the release date of the cd I’m designing got pushed back a few months. Hooray! The stress has eased up a little bit. I. Am. Very. Relieved. I don’t think I could do more of days like yesterday. I will go mad for sure.
Today, while in a meeting we started talking about Back to the Future. And you know what? I really really REALLY love that movie. Here are 5 things I love in that movie (among countless other things): Marty’s big orange puffy vest, the Delorean time machine, “What, Lorainne? What?”, Doc’s miniatures, and “Last night, Darth Vader came down from planet Vulcan. And he told me that if I didn’t take Loraine, that he’d melt my brain.” I can’t wait for 2015 when hover boards and those cool Nike Air McFly’s come out! And don’t forget the food hydrators and the flying cars! I also enjoy Back to the Future III a lot because of the old west and because of Doc’s love story. Cuuuute!
Nugget. I’m adding to my playlist. (original nugget.)
Tags: back to the future, hot
I can’t keep my eyes open. I didn’t even get a chance to take my narcotic cough syrup. My thoughts feel so jumbled and random. This is what delirious blogging is like. Ready? Go!
Waltzing makes me sweat. But I feel fancy and graceful.
I have not worked out for a week. Tonight’s class was a nice and easy time. Tomorrow it begins again.
A great thing about dance class in the city with Lyndon? Mid-week date night! Now that I’m feeling better, we are going to explore our awesome city!
Started watching 30 Rock again. It’s like a snuggie on a chilly day. It makes me very very happy and warm inside.
Another thing that makes me happy? When an entire Queen album comes on the big speakers at work and everyone is singing along in their cubes.
Tomorrow I’ll be trying to cram a few days work into one. Wish me luck!
Man, I’m sleepy.
Is it the weekend yet?
I’m recovering nicely. I missed 2 days of work last week. While I was out, the concept for my cd was reviewed and a direction was chosen. And Hooray! they went with the one I was happiest (and strongest) with. Stay tuned for that.
I’m happy that it’s been a nice long weekend. I’ve spent nearly the whole time in my pajamas and indoors. I’m not entirely sad about it. It gave me a chance to do a number of things:
Tomorrow, Lyndon and I are going to our 2nd dance class. We’re doing the Waltz. It was the only class available – everything else filled up. And we thought it would be the easiest class to slip into doing. They don’t require us to buy special dance shoes but they recommend sort of slippery soled shoes over rubber because they don’t want any dislocated knees and rubber catches easier.
It was a nice break from posting and tweets. I’m relaxed and I’ve got my inhaler and I’m ready for the world.
I am sick. Officially. I thought I could fight it but no. It has taken me. I just took some narcotic cough syrup and will soon not be making much sense.
I’ll write more when I’m less groggy.
Oh, it was the waltz. We danced the waltz.
Nitenite.
Tags: sick
Quick updates:
I have that crazy cough again. The one that eventually landed me in the hospital. But I’m seeing a doctor tomorrow to hopefully stop it before it gets that far.
Work is getting busy and the cd design is in it’s early stages. I’m feeling good about it so far. I’m hoping they go with illustrations. Fingers crossed.
And finally, Lyndon and I are moments away from our first dance class!!!!!
K more tomorrow byeeeeee!!
Tags: cough, dance class, design, updates
Today is my Mama’s Birthday. She turns 79. Earlier this year, we were all frightened with the thought of losing her. Luckily, after a successful angioplasty and cardiac rehab, she’s feeling much better. I wasn’t able to make it back to the Philippines to be with her on her 79th birthday but I was lucky to spend my birthday with her and many of my relatives whom I rarely get the chance to see. She’s doing very very well recovering in the Philippines and will probably remain there until the end of the year. My next big trip will hopefully be later this year to visit with her again. Lyndon hasn’t met a lot of my family there and everyone is eager to meet him.
I remember when I was little (my Mama tells this story a lot) when I’d run to my Mama’s legs while she’s standing at the kitchen counter, back to me. I charge towards her, wrap my arms around her legs, bury my face in the side of her thigh, and yell “I YA you, Mama!!” (babyspeak for I LOVE you, Mama!!) into her leg. Endearing, right? When my Mama tells the story, I have chocolate on my face and she’s wearing white jeans. She lovingly hugs me after she adds in that fact.
I YA YOU, MAMA!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
(I wrote this on her actual birthday and hadn’t published it. So I changed the publish date to reflect her birthday.)