Illuminated Angel

Style change as a result of my trip to Ireland:

The little owl was because my father-in-law leaned over and asked me to draw one.

It came out with sort of an Asian-flavor, which was unintentional.  It's a bit too geometric for my tastes, but hey- it's early yet in the evolution.

Colored!

I must say, when you have a friend to walk with, walking a 5k goes by ridiculously fast.

(We did run the last few meters, however.  Because we are awesome like that.)

It was a lot of fun, and I'd definitely do it again next year (perhaps go shopping a little earlier?).  Only hopefully next year I actually will be able to run it!

(Also if you are thinking this is kind of a cop-out update, you are probably right.  But my in-laws are in town, so cut me some slack...)

White!

So tomorrow I'm doing the Color Run with my buddy Laurel.  Except, for obvious reasons, we will be doing a Color Walk (this is the sign of a true friend: she will slow down for your gimpitude).  Regardless, it is required that you wear a white shirt for the Color Run, but the more white you can wear, the better.  Hence I wanted to acquire an all-white "running" outfit.

...which I probably should have done sooner than this evening?  ::coughcoughprocrastinatorcough::)

But since I did not do it sooner than this evening, my outfit was pieced together from the following motley assortment:

A men's v-neck undershirt, size large, hacked up and tied in knots to reach an approximation of my size (it is oh-so-80s)

A youth's sports bra, size large (there weren't any left in women's- and when I tried on the XL it was too big, which I find deeply disturbing, seeing as how my measurements are... well, let us say I am quite mammalian, as has been pointed out.  My point being that I should not be able to shop in the "youth" part of the store for such items and what does this say about the state of our youth's health??)

A pair of extra-small shorts (just call me Daisy)


Knee socks (also from the youth department and meant for football, apparently?)

And, of course, my highlighter-yellow running shoes.

I feel... appropriately ridiculous?  Except Nathan took one look at the combo and said, in all seriousness, "You would have done well in the seventies, with the short-shorts and the knee-highs and such."

(Tee hee.)

I Never Dreamed it Could Be So Bad

I was catching up on a thing or two this evening, and thought I'd put in a nice brainless movie to run in the background.  I skimmed through the Netflix menu and what should I see but Barbarella!

"Barbarella," I say, chuckling to myself.  "That's a cult classic I haven't seen- it ought to be awesomely cheesey in the same way Flash Gordon is.  I'm sure I'll love it!"

Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaah no.  Who in the name of Sam Hill ever thought Jane Fonda should have a speaking roll?  Let alone one that required her to "sing"?  ::shudder::  And that opening sequence- yeah yeah, titillation I get it, but... couldn't we have been equally titillated if she'd turned off the anti-grav first?  It would have been a lot less awkward, I'm just sayin'...

Serious Regrets, yo.

Deer One

Inspired by a pair of friends.

Antler jewelry!  You want it!

Lady Bro and the Grand Reunion

Did we all grin like a bunch of dumb-ass morons as we resumed our regulary-scheduled group-climb?

Yes.  Yes we did.

It was awesome.

Bros!

Marginal

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