Shimmy Fest 2007 Sum Up!

NOTE: The following pictures were taken by Miss Lena, or with her camera.
Impressions from others:

• Direct quote from Glenn: "You have a bird in your hair."
• Direct quote from the in-laws: "We thought you were gonna pop out!"

Answers to those impressions:

• Yes. I did have a bird in my hair.
• No. The girls stayed put.

Regrets:

• I should have practised putting on my inch long gold eyelashes so that I could have worn them for the show.
• I kinda wish I did put a bit of white blotches on my left shoulder...you know, for the effect.
• I bought that top (and a matching skirt) earlier that day from Miss Judy.

Tips 'n Stuff:

• When your knee hurts - sit your @$$ down!
• I got several compliments on the bird in my hair.
• Family and friends did not recognize me.
• The lady who I bought the costume top from that day was afraid that it was going to fall off too.
• Someone in my group knew where I was by following the trail of feathers thru out the hotel.
• I never realize how crazy I look until I see a picture of myself. Gods...I look huge...so huge I could...I could...I COULD EAT THEIR BABIES!!!

On the other dancers:

• One girl made me feel many things (and I wasn't the only one): first, that I was happy to be a full figured woman; second, that if I had a brother and she was single I would have made an arranged marriage; third, if neither of us were married, and gay, then ...well...yeah. Like I said before, I wasn't the only one who felt that way - or made the mistake of telling her husband. :P
• After watching Miss Kitty Sparkle dance on top of TWO layers of goblets, and ONE layer of shot glasses, I went up to her and said "That was the most f!cking, amazing thing I have seen in my entire life!" She replied quite nicely and sincerely "Oh, why thank you!" Damn, I can be so utterly elegant.
• I learned that it is a good thing to practise your shimmies. No matter what level you are.

Costumes/Songs I'm considering for the next time:
• Slave Leia,
• Thriller,
• Eskimo - you know, to mix it up.

Life on the Farm

I've been going thru some old photos. My mom took some good ones, especially "action series". For example, here you have "The Sneeze."





Pretty good, right?
Well, she caught a really good one. We were out at a farm visiting relatives. Immediately, I run over to the turkeys and stick my little hand in to pet them.



The turkeys took this opportunity to bite my hand. I freaked out and told on them. We had turked for dinner. Later, I was out by the pomeranian pen. Notice the hands.

Weekend Burn

Glenn went off to DC Friday night, and never went to sleep. Fun was had by all.
Went off to visit my parents and relatives from England. I still can't believe that was only one afternoon! We had a blast! (Glenn slept.) I even got sunburn from the pool. And FOOD! MY GOD THERE WAS FOOD! Like, four kinds of desserts, and there was lasanga and sausages and brisket!!! We watched Lance "win". We watched the Cubs win o.O And I was even able to take pictures!!! I loaned my mom the latest three books from the Harry Potter series. Hopefully my dad won't sneak a peak at the ending of the 6th book and tell her what happened. I still have no idea why that was so traumatic. The fourth book was SCARY at the end. And the fifth book made me feel like an emotionally unstable teenage boy...although I have a feeling that I'm not too far off.
Catch-up time went too fast, and now I really want to go to England and just see. And eat strawberry & cream and Rolling Garos. But alas!
We got back to Huntsville to pick up the truck. By that time I had developed a nice little migraine, fortunately it went away before it got too bad. Mexican food is good too. People are silly. Although, I realize now just how spacy I was. And still am apparently. There was just so much visiting and catching up with people, and just under 36 hours...now that I think about it. Holy crap.
And then there was the laundry.

Flicks From My Life for Friday

One day while my grandmother was pushing me in a stroller, we passed by an old man who looked really down. I saw him, smiled, and said 'Hi!' He stopped. Looked at me. Then said, 'Lady, she just made my day.' (This was not last week in case you were wondering.)
Look at cloud shapes in the sky. I never really did that as a child. It would typically be late at night, and I would look up at the stars, making sure that they were all I could see, then freak out because I thought I was falling into them. Pretty sure I screamed and yanked on the grass next to me.

Fireworks
boom
covered
in
dust


Why do I always feel 35.6% better as soon as I get to the doctor's office? Is it just the stress of being sick and the anticipation of finding out what is actually wrong being released?
Karma. I bumped a car in a parking lot. Dented it even. I freaked out. Tried to drive off. Went back, left my name and number. The lady called and said not to worry about it. That it was good karma. Until that point, I had no idea that American adults believed in karma.
Eating Breyer's chocolate ice cream while watching Buffy = good times.
Some times, I will fence one of my Sims in, but tend to freak out at the last minute and let them go before they die.