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Happy Wednesday, Friends! ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿฏ

Good morning everyone! It’s a beautiful day… I’ve been up since 6:30am and ready to head out on my walk once Christopher leaves for work. I hope to make today a really good, productive day. โœŠ Before I move on to other things, here’s today’s outfit!

Last night I dreamed that the Tail Of The Moon manga got a sequel, but it was not translated. ๐Ÿ˜ซ It was one of those dreams that stay with you! Now I kinda want to Google to see if there was one, but I also don’t. Because if it wasn’t translated, that would make me sad. Haha.

I also had some dreams about the rats, but I don’t remember what, exactly. ๐Ÿค”

I woke up to find out the Roomba (well, Roborock) tried to eat the cat’s wet food. It didn’t go too well, there is cat food on the walls. ๐Ÿ˜… Thankfully though, it got stuck on the plate so the mess is constrained to that area.

Yesterday was a pretty busy day. I worked on a complex background commission, exercised, did some redecorating, worked on my book (as in, actual writing) and did some reading (still making my way through the first volume of The Rose Of Versailles). I did lots of housework too.

Kotoko was pretty clingy… she didnโ€™t really want to be on the desk, but rather, on me. She really wanted attention. In these photos, she was doing a little dance trying to get me to sit down so she could get back on my lap:

Elliot was clingy too, which given his recent infection concerned me. But he played with me a lot, and was very distracted by the window:

Right now he is on special urinary care food. We also began using aluminum bowls for their water and filtering the tap water in whatever way we could. But Christopher said we will discuss a reverse osmosis filter system as they have really gone down in price. We still don’t know what is causing these UTIs in three out of four cats, and neither does the vet, so we’re doing all we can to fix the problem. Aside from being expensive, it’s an awful experience for the cats when it happens.

๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’™ Ready For Pride Month ๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’™

My Target package arrived yesterday! They sent the wrong candles though (not pictured.) I got plain Pride candles rather than Pansexual Pride candles. However, they sent those after I placed a ticket, and allowed me to keep the normal Pride candles, so that’s alright. I’m gonna have a lot of candles though.

The things you can see above are a large, full-size Pansexual flag, which came with five little flags. I displayed one on my desk (since I got a mini flag stand too) and I’ll give my sis-in-law one of the others. I’ll put the rest away for now.

Then there’s the shirt and socks. They fit great and I am wearing them today, as you saw in the OOTD photo at the beginning of the post. I really like the shirt a lot:

I also got a rainbow pencil cup and tape dispenser, and a little plastic plant in a Pride container.

I’m still over the moon that they made Pan-specific stuff. Really makes you feel seen. ๐Ÿ˜Š

I wondered what to do with my new flag. In the end, I decided to use it as a curtain. It can be hung completely to block out the sun while still letting in light, but mostly, I keep it like this:

Incidentally, that is my new writing setup. It’s the most comfortable writing setup I’ve had in that room, specifically as far as ergonomics go, except that now that I use a real keyboard for everyday use, any other keyboard feels like absolute garbage, even the Apple Magic keyboard that I loved to bits for several years. So, I need a new “real” keyboard, though it doesn’t have to be pretty like the other one. I probably will still want it to light up though, just in a single, solid plain color. I’ll try to get one later this year.

I still have a lot of accumulated stuff to take care of before our New Hampshire trip. From gift art to commissions and planning events to discussing more immigration stuff with my mom. We have a Zoom call today at 11am or so to discuss more of that.

I’d told my mom about how excited I was about the Target Pride stuff, because recently she seemed to warm up to the topic, but once again like at the start, she seemed to get uncomfortable at the mere mention. I was so saddened by that. I know she still feels weird about it, even two years in.

Sometimes she seems really supportive of it and sometimes she seems to feel deeply uncomfortable by it. The latter always catches me off guard and hurts a bit, because I’m so used to discussing this topic with my husband. who is always so supportive of me in literally every way. I know she didn’t like it when I first came out to her, which hurt too, and was so odd because she was the one who raised me to be an open minded and accepting person. I think if I’d realized it as a teenager she would have been more supportive actually. I think what she finds odd is that I came to this realization so late in life.

Maybe she’ll come around completely eventually. It feels like an important part of me, to me. More rather than less, as time goes by. So I try to find little ways to validate it for myself because a part of me still feels like some sort of impostor, and it makes me worry that she feels that way about it too. I wonder if she will say anything about my shirt today.

Anyway! Lots and lots to do… the snails need their morning spraying. I hope everyone has a very lovely day!

Naturalization Day ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธโœจ

Hello everyone! ๐Ÿ‘‹ My weekend is wrapping up so itโ€™s finally time to write a proper post telling all that happened since Friday morning. It was a fateful and eventful day, with big highs and big lows but overall fantastic really, when all is said and done. Letโ€™s do this!

โค๏ธ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™ Naturalization Ceremony โค๏ธ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™

We left the house at 6:30am. The ceremony was at 8:15am, so we went to Dunkinโ€™ Donuts to get breakfast first, since Dunkinโ€™ was the first thing my mom and I ate when we landed on the US almost 20 years ago at 4:00am. ๐Ÿฉ So on such a special occasion, of course we had to start with that. We met my mom at USCIS in Hialeah.

The ceremony, I have to say, was really lackluster. ๐Ÿ˜ž I did expect that to a degree, with COVID and all, but the masks, the social distancing, the Judge having to be there over Zoom, none of that was the issue. Even not being able to have guests there was much of an issue to me.

More than anything, it felt like this particular USCIS location didn’t give the event the gravitas it deserved. The thing that sucked most was that the USCIS employees werenโ€™t ready, so as the Judge was talking to us, and saying all of these important things, they were talking over her. ๐Ÿ˜  Wtf?! They were trying to get everyoneโ€™s paperwork and such and we just couldnโ€™t hear the Judge. All stuff that should have been done before we entered that room.

Another thing was that, for all they tell you to dress to mark the dignity of the occasion, there were people with tank tops, torn jeans, visible panties (?!) which did also kinda spoil the mood for me a tad. ๐Ÿ˜’

But even that wasnโ€™t the worst. At one point the Judge asked that we all take out our paper with the Oath of Allegiance. No one had it because they failed to give it to us! So we all repeated after the Judge as best as we could but that was so upsetting, some of the words were hard to understand. This was also the Oath with which you renounce allegiance to your country of birth. It’s a big deal and was supposed to be so solemn. And EVEN AT THIS TIME, some employees are still talking over the Judge and walking around! Give me a break.

Another bummer was that the video of Biden welcoming us didnโ€™t play. I was looking forward to that so much. And then the Judge asked us to take out the little flags we had been given but we had been given NO FLAGS! I was so upset by this too. We did get our flags by the end, with the Naturalization Certificate, after the ceremony was over. But not on that special moment. Worse yet, we could see on the livestream that people at other locations got them properly and in time.

As we left we did get some photos outside with me holding my little flag, though, so that was nice:

Here is my Naturalization package… ๐Ÿ˜ the flag, certificate (I edited out all sensitive info) and my voter registration and passport papers to fill out! It’s official!

Later, during the party, I got a frame from our friend Fern to put my certificate. I’ll frame it and put it on the wall this week. I got a stand for my little flag too. Displaying everything properly this week.

We were supposed to go to lunch with my mom a couple hours after, so we went to our house to relax a while until it was time. I was so excited about this lunch! But alas, it was not to be, because…

โ›ˆ๏ธ Elliot’s Emergency Vet Visit โ›ˆ๏ธ

Elliot got very sick, very suddenly. He must have been developing an UTI for a few days. But he was fine, eating and drinking well, playing and running like crazy. Suddenly, he began crying, dragging his front on the rug, panting heavily and desperately, trying to pee everywhere, without success. So right before we were about to leave for lunch, my mom had to go home and we ran to the vet as an emergency.

It was clear that Elliot was suffering terribly all the way. Between that, the lackluster ceremony, and the canceled long-awaited celebratory lunch, my spirits were so low. It felt like my day might be ruined. How can I be happy when my kitty is suffering.

Elliot had to have multiple medications to treat his infection, and manage his pain. We went home with a $330 bill… I didn’t even dare ask that we still have a meal out. We went home and I did my best to cheer up as I continued getting the house ready for the party, but at this point I wasn’t in the mood for partying anymore. ๐Ÿ˜”

๐Ÿฑ Patriotic Kitties ๐Ÿฑ

As I cheered up and decorated I began to fool around. I may have gotten Kotoko and Rosemary involved:

No Elliot, because he was sick, and no Tomoyo, because I didn’t feel like being hospitalized.

๐Ÿฅณ The Party ๐Ÿฅณ

I was barely ready when guests began to arrive. ๐Ÿ˜ฒ The first was my new friend Shelly and her boyfriend Ben. Shelly is a fellow Little whom I met online almost two years ago. We were supposed to attend Little Scouts together but that fell through because of… stuff happening in both our lives, and soon after I became so jaded on having Little friends and doing Little things, that I didn’t pursue further and you know, time just passed, and then COVID hit.

So, a month or so ago (I may have told this story in passing on my blog actually) a pest control truck was parked across the street from my house. I’d been looking for someone to do pest control inside our house and I saw a girl near the truck; I thought, great! I want to support a woman-led pest control business. I never see that. So I ran outside in my rainbow socks like a crazy person.

I approach the truck and ask, and this girl, who’s now in the truck with a gentleman, looks at me really intensely while explaining that they only do outdoor pest control. I go back inside and get a text from Shelly, the girl I didn’t get to meet long ago, and she’s all like, did you just ask me about pest control?? Of all the crazy coincidences, right?

Anyway, thankfully Shelly is better at remembering people from photos than I am. We began texting again but I couldn’t manage to make some spare time to meet, so I invited them to this party, and thankfully they both came and hopefully weren’t too put off by my obnoxiousness. ๐Ÿ˜… They were both so nice.

A lot of people began to arrive soon after them. Some couldn’t make it, but people who I wasn’t expecting to see made it, and we had a great turnout. Christopher made great burgers as usual and a lot of the snacks I got were eaten.

Before I veer off from the topic above, it seems a Little-geared event may soon happen among a bunch of us, all girls, and more Middles than Littles really… I feel excited in that small, happy way about Littlespace for the first time in the longest time ever, so it’s a big plus to this party.

I wrote a lot, so I’m going to interject with some pictures here:

Something that I was NOT expecting was presents. Danny and Amanda gave me a card and fifty bucks that I had a lot of fun spending at Barnes & Noble the next day (more on that later.) My mom in law came dressed in patriotic colors and gave me a flag cookie, a $50 Amazon gift card, a beautiful bracelet with USA flag colors, and at some point I lose track of what was from her and what was from Grandma… I got a pole and a USA flag for the house, and I do mean a real proper full size all-weather flag, and I believe one was from my mom in law and the other from Grandma. There was also napkins and a tablecloth and a garden flag, and a dish towel, all USA themed, it was really all too much… I was floored.

Grandma also sent this pair of flags. I have a similar one already on the porch, so I will rotate them as they wear out:

There was a lovely note from Grandma too. My friend Jen got me some fancy liqueur and my very dear friend Kris and his lovely girlfriend Sivan got me a tic-tac-toe set. You may not think this sounds very special, and I was a bit puzzled, until I opened the actual pieces and screamed. Here it is in the library!

It’s handmade in Puerto Rico. Needless to say, they know me well…

We drank a fair bit. Christopher is such a delightful drunk.

I just get more obnoxious. For my drink, I asked Leo to pop the cork in my champagne, and he somehow broke the mouth of the bottle and cut his finger, so I gave him a Cinderella printed band-aid and filtered my champagne through a Keurig reusable pod. There were no crunchies. ๐Ÿ˜

Here’s more drunk Christopher. This was near the end of the night. You can hear my mom in law telling him to just be quiet. Lol.

Christopher rarely drinks and for this reason I LOVE it when he does. He’s the best kind of drunk, just fun and happy. We had to carry him up the stairs though.

My mom in law took several photos, but most of this night’s photos were taken by my friend Andrea, who, by the way, came looking SUPER patriotic. She’s very good at just constantly taking random candid photos for which I am always grateful.

Here’s a selfie round-up:

Speaking of Andrea being great at capturing moments, some DDR actually happened since Christopher fixed the machine. Here he is playing with dad-to-be Leo:

Here’s both Christopher and I, happy and drunk. A wonderful night almost over.

I took this photo right before getting in bed. Getting Christopher to bed was a whole ordeal. Bert was a big help. Christopher was so happy and loopy, poorly coordinated and consequently difficult lol. As soon as he passed out after brushing his teeth, Kotoko protectively lay on him.

And that was the end of this wonderful night. One more thing I want to mention is that I got to hang out with my old friends for a long time, I mean my pre-Christopher friends, for the first time in years. Properly, I mean.

You see… a few years ago, I felt so fulfilled by Christopher and by the couple of friends that we were deeply close with at that time, that I unconsciously (or perhaps somewhat consciously) stepped away from my old friend group, I can even say I pushed my friends aside. The friendship we had with that couple truly and utterly filled my heart and the free time in my weekends. When it wasn’t that, I was so absorbed with my furry friends and my Little side/lifestyle that I felt it didn’t merge well with my old friend group. I didn’t lose touch completely, but I did by a big amount.

Now, other than seeing one of our old friends sometimes (since I had a terrible and very painful falling out with the other) that “couple” friendship is gone and it left a huge gaping hole. There’s no more hanging out every weekend, no more meeting up to cook a meal at our place or going to an art walk or a thrift sale. It took a long time to get used to that. But I didn’t feel like just trying to rekindle old friendships either. I was left quite jaded and afraid by that experience and a similar one that followed. No longer in pain, but tired by it, just jaded.

Now a lot of time has passed since the last truly painful, traumatizing stuff. Two plus years. Other bad stuff happened but it’s more easily brushed off. And I saw my old OLD friends again. Almost all of them came. They didn’t have to, you know. None of them forgot me. They all came to celebrate me and treated me as if I’d been part of the group in the same way the last five years (which I have not been.)

I felt more comfortable and more like myself among them than I ever did before. Like the old me and the new me came together and I’m comfortable again. And now I better see how precious friendships are. I was so careless with them.

Our MAD anime group had its share of drama but most of us have always gotten along and sorted out conflicts. I knew that before but didn’t realize its value. My friends are all very different but they are good people and I’m really lucky to be back among them after I kind of discarded them temporarily. Maybe I thought I didn’t need them but that is not true. No friendship should ever be taken for granted. We get less in a lifetime than we think, and I was and am lucky to have them.

We have the next MAD meetup planned, at our place! I haven’t hosted one in years, so I’m really excited. It’s on June 12th.

Sorry to get so verbose… let’s move on to Saturday!

๐ŸŒˆ Saturday ๐ŸŒˆ

Since I didn’t get a nice meal with my mom, my mom in law treated me to the same place I wanted to go to for Saturday’s lunch (The Tavern). I brought Beanie along for this one:

I had crab cakes, teriyaki brussel sprouts and cole slaw. I wanted to have crรจme brรปlรฉe for dessert but in the end I was just too full.

After this we went to the book store. I saw this cute book but I didn’t buy it, I got a picture though:

It KILLED me that we ran into Thomas stuff, and they had Harold, Edward AND Cranky!! I didn’t dare ask Christopher for any of it… ๐Ÿ˜– He’s been spending way too much because of me. But seeing this stuff in person and not getting it was kinda killer, haha… at least I got a photo:

It was Cranky I wanted most of all. ๐Ÿ˜ญ But now, for what I DID buy. I got this Sesame Street tote:

It’s big and very thick and fits my iPad:

I also got a couple of dinosaur books and a li’l t-rex friend:

These books may be for little kids, but I want them for character design tips and ideas. The illustrations are amazing, and the quick facts are super useful:

Later we went to Brandsmart. We didn’t buy anything, it was just to look. Brandsmart always feels larger than life to me:

After that we went to PhแปŸ 79 for dinner, and then home. Before bedtime we played Rummikub and Mille Bornes. I had patriotic cakes with my new dino friend:

I went to bed very tired and happy. It was a wonderful day.

๐ŸŽ€ Sunday ๐ŸŽ€

Sunday was a quieter affair. I got up, had my coffee and got ready to head out on my walk. I wanted to check the Pride section at Target. Speaking of, my pansexual pride bandana did come in, at least, which you can see in the photo above.

It was a rainy day, everything gray and dull and wet. My outfit really stood out (and I’m not even holding my dinosaur umbrella here):

Before I went out though, my mom in law helped us install our brand new flag!

โค๏ธ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™ Installing The Flag โค๏ธ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™

Honestly, they did all the hard work. But I made sure the flag didn’t touch the ground.

Placing the pole!

We had to get at least one photo of me next to it:

Here’s the way the flag looks from the door, and from the street:

Here it is waving in all its glory! A waving flag makes a beautiful sound. I never paid attention to it until now.

At dusk we brought the flag in. We won’t actually take it out again until Thursday, as that is when we will be installing a light so it’s not in the dark at night.

I think that’s everything. A very busy week looms ahead, with cleaning-up to do, overdue warm-ups, immigration paperwork for my mom, answering lots and LOTS of congratulatory messages, and scheduling doctor appointments.

I’m going to take care of my snails now, and then head to bed. Thank you so much to everyone who read this!

Kitty Round-Up ๐Ÿ˜ธ

I’ve gathered some kitty photos to share with you all… First up is Kotoko:

One afternoon while working, I hear a fart/burp, and turn around to see this:

Me: “Hey, Elliot.

Elliot: *flails with pleasure*

Me: “What’s up, Elliot?”

Elliot: *hiccups with an intense look*

Me: “Are you going to stretch?”

Elliot:

I told him I loved him. He stretched again, gloriously.

Then he dragged his ass on the carpet. It’s very odd. He’s rarely upstairs. There are carpets downstairs. He doesn’t drag on them. He only drags in my studio upstairs. The vet examined him multiple times, ran labs. Her ultimate diagnosis “Look, I think he’s just gross.”

A Sunny Sunday ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿฆ‹

Hello everyone! My determination to get back on the healthy (er) wagon is holding up. I’m doing better. Drinking water was easier today, and I went on two walks for a total of a little under four miles. I think I’m going to stick to this “early morning and sunset” daily walks for a while. They burn a decent amount of calories when they start to stack up, and they are relaxing and not too hard to do.

This was my outfit today when I went out in the morning:

It was a little hot but just lovely outside. There were many butterflies about:

I came home to find Kotoko as I left her –slightly less paranoid but only just, and still tripping balls. Her eyes wouldn’t go back to normal:

She began to act more normal around 3pm, and now at 10pm she’s pretty close to her regular self. I’m giving her the antibiotics and tomorrow I’ll give her more painkillers.

Because she pooped all over herself at the vet’s, we decided it was cat bath weekend. I trimmed everyone’s nails, managed to get my legs shredded by Tomoyo in the process, and then we got down to business. The cats were a lot angrier than usual, probably because of the nail trimming. Rosie was so upset…

Elliot came out trembling a little, but soon recovered.

In the afternoon I finished a commission for Nero (posted earlier) began work on a commission for Koneko, took care of the snails, did the laundry, dishes, and vacuumed the upstairs, among other odds-and-ends. Then I went out on my second walk. I was almost home when I met this very friendly cat:

Then I made dinner for Christopher and myself. Breaded chicken breast and salad. It was good. Had a little coffee for dessert.

Right as I was writing this post I took this photo of two of my snails. A little milk snail was quite horny (penis out and all) and fervently harassing a poor roman snail for sexytime.

Sometimes my roman snails will humor the milk snails in these endeavors (they can’t really copulate, not usually, anyway) but this time the poor pom looked so harassed. He kept trying to get away, but the milk snail was always partially on him, so it wasn’t happening. It’s hard to ever tell what snails are thinking, but it was so clear that this guy wanted nothing with this situation, that I separated them to different corners. ^_^;

And, well! Now it’s time to get ready for bed. This week promises to be busy and exciting. So I’m going to get a good night’s sleep.

End of Christmas Weekend ๐ŸŽ„โœจ

Good morning everyone! Though Christmas is this week, our weekend Christmas with family is officially over (although my mom is coming on Christmas Eve.) Yesterday my sis and mom in law went home, but we enjoyed a very nice day together before they did.

I found Buddy and Sarah in the living room yesterday, on top of the projector screen:

In the morning the weather outside was so wonderful that I went out by myself to the porch to have my coffee with the cats.

It was chilly, but the sun felt so nice. I wish everyone had come with me, but they were inside in the dark living room (no windows) playing Animal Crossing, so ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ but I had a nice little time to myself before I joined them.

Rosie sat on my lap, and was just so sleepy and a melted ball of hair and purrs.

Tomoyo would alternate between relaxing and running around with her little bursts of energy:

Kotoko quietly sunned herself…

Whilst I spent time there, I enjoyed watching the squirrels eat the food I put out for them.

Last week, our wonderful vet, Dr. Pisano, sent me a photo of Maddie in her Christmas tree:

You might remember Madeline and Croissant, our last two rats which joined our vetโ€™s mischief when we decided to stop having rats for a while. Croissant sadly passed away this year from a tumor that Dr. Pisano found too advanced to remove, but Maddie is still enjoying life as you can see.

This past week, between his work and my Christmas preparations, Christopher and I didnโ€™t have much quality time to ourselves. Even though I know he was really tired, after our family left he took me to a nice little local church event in the evening that had loads of Christmas lights and such. It was really romantic walking around together in that atmosphere even though the decorations were so old and corny.

Christopher took a photo of me next to one of the trees. I brought Ricky Parky with me; after a whole weekend of acting as non-Little as possible, being able to carry him around did wonders for my state of mind.

Later at home we decided to give one more go to chestnut roasting. Itโ€™s our fourth try… we always got bad batches before.

Itโ€™s more work than you might think. You have to make a cut in every chestnut so they donโ€™t explode in the oven. But first you boil them in order to moisten them:

Most of the floating ones tend to be bad, so we discarded those. It was only a few that floated, and indeed most of those werenโ€™t good (mold inside.)

Then they go in the oven for 15 minutes:

After they come out, you wrap them tight in a towel for, I believe, ten minutes or so. Here they are fresh out of the oven:

The results were… okay? Chestnuts are weird. Theyโ€™re very fleshy; meat-like, really. They taste good but it really feels like they should be eaten with something else, I just donโ€™t know what. In the end Christopher didnโ€™t like them but I had a few. Mostly I enjoyed the experience of roasting chestnuts together.

While they roasted I got the living room looking all festive for movie watching:

We watched another old movie, The Holly And The Ivy. It was nice. It just gives me so much unmitigated joy to watch these old movies with Christopher. Itโ€™s one of my more niche interests and to have him show a genuine interest in it makes me deeply happy.

Overall the evening together was delightful. All my stress melts away when I am with him.

The older we get and the longer we are married, the more I understand that โ€œfinding your home in a personโ€ feeling. I know I complain a lot on my blog, sometimes I mention feeling very lonely in some aspects. Thatโ€™s bound to happen sometimes… no relationship is perfect. But taking it as a whole I do think ours is one of the closest to perfect I have ever seen. I would be hard pressed to find a kinder man, who understands so much about me and accepts me so completely โ€”even the parts he doesnโ€™t understand.

But I am rambling, and today is going to be a busy day. I have to shower, take care of the snails and the rest of my chores, and then draw like thereโ€™s no tomorrow.

Oh โ€”a final note because I noticed this literally as I am wrapping up the post. I just found Buddy and Sarah for the day! They were in the Furby area of my studio bookshelf:

I hope everyone reading this has a wonderful day, and please stay safe this week!