Saturday, August 7, 2010

Really Blue Ribbons and Really Me....

Here you are! The biggest news of ALL! Yes, here is our Honey with the Blue Ribbons, third year in a row! We are so very proud of the Bees. And if I do say so myself, of ME (And Woodsman Hans) who went down and stole the stuff. Wasn't easy, and we both got STUNG HORRIBLY! Ok, once each, but STILL. We did it, fought for it, extracted it (Well again, not the comb, it being by nature NOT extracted) and got it to the fair on time!

We haven't done horse pictures in a while, so here's some Dim and me. Haven't, to be frank, done me pictures in a while. That's changing. Going to be ME all over the place. Been going to the gym for 13 days now, and guess what? Feels great. And can only get better. I'm not waiting till the end and doing BEFORE and AFTER pics. I'm doing it ALL. Before, during and after.

No more hiding. Anything.


This is what I look like. Ok, well, not exactly this picture. Bad advert for the new hair, but here's the real true what you look like after riding around on Mr Sassy Pants in the 80 degree heat for a while, in your smashingly fashionable purple helmet.


Three guesses, first one right wins a prize: Where do I keep my horse treats while riding. (Hint: I have no pockets.)

This shot, taken by our own Fiend Gayle, who is out here with me today, and in fact sitting patiently while I type this, makes me happy. It's kind of, yeah, here's the end of the day. I worked hard. And had fun.

And love everything.

Kind of the point, eh?

Love and Blue Ribbons,
Lorraine

74 Comments:

At 19:53 Blogger DataGoddess said...

Such convenient storage when you're pocketless!

And, yeah, you look like you've been working hard in the picture without your helmet, but you're still rocking the hair. Okay, you're always rocking, in general, anyway :-)

*waves to Gayle*

At 19:56 Blogger Lihua said...

You look beautiful. Plus you have good storage tactics. Man, you just ROCK!

At 20:01 Anonymous Kambriel said...

Hiding them in the bra? ;)

You look great ~ post 80 degree riding and all!

Blue Ribbon Congratulations to you, the bees and everyone else who's been stung at some point or another!

At 20:01 Blogger Yoopergurl said...

You look amazing in the honey photo, fit and happy really suit you.

At 20:06 Blogger Lihua said...

Oh, forgot to thank Gayle for her photo. Thank ye kindly, Gayle.

At 20:07 Blogger ChiaLynn said...

Yes, but does Dim sexually harass the other women in the barn, looking for snacks?

The new Fit is really noticeable in the blue ribbon pic. Well done, you!

At 20:13 Blogger Linda said...

You are beautiful!

At 20:28 Blogger Vinity said...

You look great! Congrats again on the Bee Honey Blue!!

Dim looks awesome. SUCH a beautiful head. My guys do NOT have pretty heads. Does the helmet and hair match?

That indoor is gorgeous!! Too hot down here for an indoor. Doc Vin talked about putting walls up on our cover but having ridden in one a friend built I about died from lack of breeze.

BTW I'll take your 80s, I have to ride before 7am or after 11pm to ride in 80s.

Here's my arena. Looking towards the barn@C http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd280/Vinity2/ilona/viequesandspring2010509.jpg

At 20:29 Blogger Vinity said...

Ha!! I finally got in without an error! I win!

At 20:39 Blogger Precision Grace said...

I hope this doesn't come off all wrong (fods know I am EXPERT in making things come off wrong) but Q you look to have lost LOADS of weight. Looking good girlfriend..

Dim is so luvly. Is he like a cat in horse format? I bet he is.

At 20:41 Blogger Dragonsally said...

Bras are so good for storing all sorts of things...that must tickle like anything when Dim snorts at your chest though.
You really are looking awesome, relaxed and happy.

At 20:53 Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Thank you, all of you! The support and love is SO needed, and appreciated. Been denying this too long, and I want it out in the open.

And I am, working my BUTT off. Literally. We find out August 31st exactly how much. Weighing and measuring.

This may be TMI, but one wears TWO bras when riding, a regular and a sport when one has the sort of chest I do. The treats go in between.

Good going Vin, you posted!

The helmut DOES match the hair. Of course.

It's odd, but I FEEL beautiful now. Have to think about that one. Haven't in a long time.

At 21:17 Blogger bengalgirl said...

I know you love the bengals but you really GLOW around horses. Looking very fit and very happy.

At 21:20 Blogger bengalgirl said...

My 12 year old grandson Daniel has taken up boxing at a gym with a coach and all. Today was his first match near Indianpolis. Of course into the first round I found I had some tears and I really wasn't happy seeing someone HITTING him. He didn't win but did good per his coach. Not a sport that I am in love with but he likes it so far.

At 21:41 Blogger Lihua said...

I can see you feel beautiful, Quiche.

Feeling beautiful comes with knowledge, sometimes, that one is what one wants to be, which might be fit, or lighter, or whatever - or it might just be a brilliant rush of post-exercise endorphins.

What was weird was after my anorexia treatment, the doctors put me on a weight-gain diet and then never took me off it. They just watched me gain weight and later let me go, never to look at me again. And I hate food. SO MUCH. To be honest. And if I think too much about how it's their fault, I drive myself crazy. I never ever feel beautiful. Ever. It's absurd. Gotta figure something out. My mom said it was okay if I wanted to take up swimming at the Y at some point, which would be great, because I am a very athletically inclined person. It helps one feel amazing.

Yes, more TMI, I figure, but maybe not, maybe not here, yes?

At 21:44 Blogger Precision Grace said...

That thing about hating food is weird because in a way I also hate it, except I express my hate by consuming it. Ha! Feeling beautiful is all in the mind though, it has nothing to do with your body. There are Huuuuge ladies out there (I mean what require assistance to move about the place) who feel beautiful.

Emotions..I often feel like they are like friendly bacteria in the gut, not really part of me, but can't live without them... hee

Go swim! Have fun! Take vitamins if you can't eat! (or maybe you just don't like the food that's on offer?)

At 21:55 Blogger Lihua said...

I can eat. Sometimes I'm afraid I'll eat too much. And sometimes I'm amazingly glad I'm not anorexic (physically) anymore - the days I get to have, say, the best ice cream in the state and know I never would have before. I have a very anorexic mind, but that's partly the juvenile diabetes: doctors get PISSED OFF if you don't do everything right. And you have to count carbs, blah blah blah. So it's all numbers and "YOU DID IT WRONG" when it comes to food.

Anyway. Must sleep now. Good night, m'dear Fiends.

At 21:56 Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

This is a good place to talk about what you really feel, Lihua. That's one of the things I am trying to do, with talking about this.

It's hard, but sometimes saying things out loud can help change things. Takes away some of the fear.

You're not alone. That's the biggest thing I've found.

At 22:06 Blogger Vinity said...

You really do look amazing.

I think it's hard to realize it's not about being overweight or underweight. It's about being fit and healthy. I confess I'd not be working like I am if my body wasn't falling apart and making it impossible to do the things I want and need to do.

At 22:12 Blogger Precision Grace said...

Good night LiHua.

Don't know if I ever shared this story here, but as I can't sleep and am too tired to do anything else, y'all will have to endure it :)

Back in the late 90s I shared a house with a few people - all strangers, and one of them was this guy who had been diabetic since childhood. He was in his mid twenties at the time I met him.

You'd think that someone who has lived with this illness all that time would be careful about what he ate, would make sure he took his insulin regularly and all that stuff, but no - this guy would go without eating all day at work, not take his insulin, then after work would go down the pub and get gloriously drunk.

One day, I was out and came back home and going up the stairs to my room I noticed the door of my room was open (I'd closed it when I left) and then there were all these blood smudges at the bottom of the frame and on the floor and on my phone.

It turns out, my house mate had come home, collapsed in a diabetic shock and fell on something sharp, splitting open his skull. Because he was alone in the house at the time and because my phone was the closest to him at the time, he dragged himself somehow to my room (leaving little blood trails along the way) and managed to call an ambulance.

He was fine, they gave him glucose etc and in couple of days he was back to normal. Couple of weeks later he was out drinking, not eating and being rather foolish.

I've lost touch with him since but last I heard he was doing ok.

I still can't quite believe this guy, but there you have it. *





*this story is not shipped with a moral, you will have to apply separately for one if needed

At 22:12 Blogger Jess said...

You look good, Q! And happy. And like a WINNER, baby! \o/

How many more times can you win till all the other beekeepers form an Unholy Alliance bent on destroying you? That's worrying me slightly.

Funny thing: Li Em, I've got a couple of pics with you in which I took last year, and whenever I run across them I think, She's gorgeous! Seriously. So much of that not-feeling-beautiful stuff comes from our own heads. Numbers and a parade of frowning doctors sure don't help that.

The Mister has gone outside with the astronomical binoculars. Which means it is time to kill the lights.

*fades to black*

At 22:38 Blogger Beez said...

Li Em, I'm just seconding what Jess said- I think you're gorgeous. I know that doesn't necessarily change the noise in your own head, but for what it's worth...

'Lo, the pics are all good (Gayle, love the "End Of Day" one, but the one with you and the honey/ribbons- look at you! Wow!

At 22:42 Blogger Lihua said...

Decided not to sleep. Things too busy around here.

Jess, you rock.

Quiche, likewise.

I've been unhealthy, Grace, partly in rebellion. Even adults'll do this. "Okay, diabetes, youz gon' make me healthy? Force me to FOCUS on my health? Numbers? Perfection? Ha! SCREW YOU!"

At 22:43 Blogger Lihua said...

Just saw your comment, Beez, and thanks. You guys are like incredible. Way incredible!

At 22:56 Blogger Precision Grace said...

I hear you LiHua..we all have some sort of cross to contend with, but you are young and clever and beautiful and should sleep :)

At 23:54 Blogger vampi said...

wow.

i totally missed the blue ribbons in the first picture because you are looking fit.

hooray on the fit. you need a blue ribbon yourself.

i am so hungry for honey now:)

*twirls*

At 01:10 Blogger Cecily said...

I don't wear a bra. TMI, maybe, but the truth. When I do *have* to wear one, I hate it and remove it at the first chance available, even if that is in the parking lot outside of whatever thing I was at that required I wear one to begin with. Yes I have a large rack, but the pain is worse with one than without, and yes I have been fitted for one that was supposed to be better...spent $50 on a bra I never wear cause just like all the other ones, it hurts. *shrug*

And of course YAY for blue ribbons! And YAY for FIT! And you look amazing and happy and that is wonderful.

At 01:54 Blogger Na said...

awww, Lorraine, you look so lovely! before, during and after, happy and relaxed, all that.

i happened to think of you today and other horsey fiends and folks, as one passes a few horses when driving across Montana. i think i'm infatuated with paints; certainly they look dashing.

and when one's travel partner does all the driving, one has plenty of time to put one's feet up on the dash and examine one's toes. is it just me or does anyone else notice changes in their toes and fingers as they grow older? i feel certain some of my appendages get a sort of twist to them they didn't used to have. and aren't big toes just hilarious?

have i mentioned we're doing a Really Long Drive? :/

At 02:25 Blogger Dragonsally said...

I think feet are funny things. Strangely, when I was a kid they used to gross me out. I have absolutely no idea why, well, other than I'm a little odd.

At 02:50 Blogger Marjorie said...

Na, I think knees are wierder than toes, when you really look at them..

I love the honey & riding pics, and great to know you feel beautiful, Q, as well as looking it.

I think the whole bit about how we feel about ourselves is very odd - I am just the same, most of the time I don't feel I look good (& it's similar with character, I always feel surprised when people seem to like me, or want to spend time with me) yet I can see (objectively) that I'm fairly normal looking, and there isn't any reason why people shouldn't like me..)

LiHua Emily - I can only echo what Jess said - I look at my pictures and I see a beautiful girl (well, two, actually, you & Revelle). I hope you get to a point where you feel comfortable with how you look.

As an aside to the whole hating food issue, do you ever cook? I wonder because I find that sometimes if you get interested in the challenge something presents it becomes less sCary or offputting - maybe becomes an achievement ( I made this from scratch) not something you have to force.

Just a passing speculation. Ignore me and I'll shut up.
I suppose there are people who get up every day and think "Wow, I look fantastic today, just like yesterday"
Must be nice. On the other hand, maybe those of us who don't will be less traumatised as we get old and saggy and start falling apart..

At 02:52 Blogger Marjorie said...

Sally, I sometimes have a sneaking suspicion that we're *all*a little odd, here....

At 02:52 Blogger Ticia said...

I am back on the Road to Fot myself. I've found it makes me happier and opens doors to creativity. I love that.

Q, you look sexy and confident. A beautiful combination if ever there was one.

I hate that most of us have voices in our own heads that are more hyper-critical of ourselves than we would ever dream of being to others. I wish it was easier to be nice to our own struggling selves.

I'm taking a drastic step and confronting those negative voices, not with anger or denial, but with love and understanding, because those are just the hidden, scared parts of me that are frightened and hurting.

That's how I'm growing. By accepting all the parts of me. Good and bad, because you can't have one without the other. There's a balance.

And I'm rambling.

To sleep with me.

I llove you fiends and I love myself too. :)

At 06:55 Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I've been reading "My Mama's Waltz, which is pretty much the BEST book ever for daughters of alcoholic mothers.

A lot of things make sense now, that didnt before.

Some wise thoughts going on here, very nice to wake up to. I don't have much WISDOM yet, but it is kind of early.

Riding this morning, some Birdchick this afternoon, a houseguest to get for the Boss, taking them out to dinner tonight.

And oh, if you want some Paul and Lorraine, better come this weekend. There's going to be a dearth for a few months.

Gigs got skewed due to the death of our booking agent,we got booked on blocked weekends, so it's all private affairs until December after this weekend!

Back to normal in Dec, and thru on till June. Including New Years Eve and ST Pats!

At 07:03 Blogger Marjorie said...

Wish I could come. As it happens, I listening to "Nottingham Ale" when I read that & wishing I could come & see you play again.
Will you be bringing your fiddle to Ireland?

At 07:19 Blogger Lihua said...

I've got a friend moving to MN. He says, "Come visit me." I have an excuse. Expect me to come back at least SOMEDAY soon, Quiche. Mebbe I'll surprise you when the time comes.

Marjorie, I've thought about cooking, and I DO suspect it makes things pretty different for one unsettled by food. I did find when I stared to prepare my own vegetarian salads, I had more fun with food. We never really do much cooking in this house.

At 07:21 Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

I will bring my fiddle to Ireland! Not sure what I am going to DO, but it will be there.

Cooking is great, and does make a huge difference, especially cooking for someone else, Lihua.

Amd you had BETTER come visit!

At 09:14 Blogger Precision Grace said...

odd..I am all about odd

For example, I was at a dinner hosted by friend last night and every time I go over to her house I am taken aback - that she has almost everything Boss wrote, especially Sandmans, that she seems to collect the macabre little figurines y'all seem to like so much, that there is Sandman art all over her house, that she loves purple and black and seems to wear the kind of clothes y'all like to wear..

It always makes me think how she'd fit with y'all incredibly well and how it's really odd that I keep coming to hang out with y'all when I really don't like the same things at all (except cats and dogs and honey and FIT). (hang on, maybe she IS here *looks around suspiciously*)

which reminds me, I have a Boss related question that someone who had something signed might be able to answer - when he does a little drawing of something, I guess it's usually a grave stone - it's personalising the signing which is awesome, but do you reckon he takes into account the person he is signing for when coming up with the picture (it seems a big ask in a frenzy of high speed signings) or does he have like half a dozen he just rotates around?
ta

I'm on my second energy drink ///

At 10:17 Blogger Jess said...

Ninja fiddle at the panel! Answer all questions put to you in musical form. That's what you do with it.

Q: What's it like, Ms. Fabulous, hauling dogs and buckets of bees?

A: *Foggy Mountain Breakdown*

PG, I fear all weall have unwittingly given you an odd impression of ourselves. To be honest I'm a little afraid of what you might imagine I'm wearing right now. IT'S NOT THIS SHIRT. ;D

At 10:46 Blogger Precision Grace said...

I ask you!?

warren ellis just posted this

At 11:18 Blogger Lihua said...

A riot, Grace!

Jess, you're flipping hilarious.

At 11:44 Blogger Jess said...

Mr Jess says the best use of that shirt would be to have about twenty or thirty people turn up at the same signing event wearing it. Signing? What signing? We're not here for a signing.

Better still, coordinated tee shirt and bag.

At 12:16 Blogger AletaMay said...

Lovely morning read, the post and the comments.

Lorraine you look so so HAPPY! It's a beautiful thing to see.

Great photo Gayle.

Yeah... voices in our heads keeping us down. I gots um. Vicious cycles too.

Book sounds great Q. It is good when we can gain some insight into how things have worked in our lives, how we got "here" -- especially if we aren't exactly pleased with some of what we see "here."

All right. Time for me to take all the inspiration I got here and Do Things!

At 12:23 Blogger AletaMay said...

PG - I think we might be a more diverse crowd than you imagine!

At 12:36 Blogger Lihua said...

How many of you Fiends are going to Ireland?

At 12:41 Blogger Marjorie said...

LiHua - Lorraine, as the Very Important Guest.
Others that I know of are me, Nathalie, Hellie and of course Louisa who lives there.

Anyone else?

At 13:49 Blogger Jenn said...

Love how his ears are in 'thinking' mode until the shot where he thinks he's gonna steal a treat - then they come forward.

He is really adorable.

At 14:09 Blogger Pi R Squared said...

Wow Lorraine, you are looking great! (and congrats on the honey!) You are a real motivator.

I also greatly admire the honesty here...Lihua talking about food, PG and her "I am all about odd."

Confession: I have never shown my pic on-line. Some days I have a terrible self image of myself and pictures only make it worse. But I wanted to stop posting as Anonymous so I started a Blogger site and then felt greatly compelled to show my face. So for better or worse...you all get to see me for the first time. Not the greatest pic, but it does rather reveal my personality!

PS Cecily...I hate bras too! Instruments of pure evil!

At 14:11 Blogger Lihua said...

Cool! Hey, Pi R Squared! I love me some pi formulae. :o]

It would seem the old blog is a junkyard. https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10610763&postID=7602970462603395533

At 14:17 Blogger Precision Grace said...

you look very nice Ames, don't hide! (except that there Are nutters on the net so not always good to have pic on there). ..but in spirit of sharing..here's me being odd :) (I post pics on me on twitter all the time but don;t think most ppl from here follow me there so this is what I look like..)

At 14:31 Blogger Cecily said...

"PS Cecily...I hate bras too! Instruments of pure evil!"

HUZZAH!!!

Also, there are pics of my all over the internet. If I ever intend to be famous, people are going to know what I look like, so it's not something that bothers me. Now information *about* me is totally different. I am open about who I am and stuff I like but I barely even shop online so my vitals aren't out there. ;-)

At 14:41 Blogger Lihua said...

The thing about bras is one sometimes needs proper support to feel comfortable ... but they're evil, too. Meh.

At 17:13 Blogger vampi said...

tick a doodle do
bras are evil, and it's so darn difficult to find pretty bras in my size.

At 18:09 Blogger Lihua said...

It's just hard to find a bra in ANY size. Pleh.

At 19:14 Blogger Dragonsally said...

Yup, I agree, bras are evil...except they do help soak up the sweat...
I'm a rip it off as soon as possible gal too.
And hey, the only black thing I have on right now PG is my trackie pants...
Lorraine, is the book aimed solely at alcoholic mothers, or is it dysfunctional mothers as well?
The shirt and bag with Boss on it is crying out for the hair and eyebrows of AFP to join him. It is awesome.

At 19:22 Blogger Jane said...

tick

At 20:54 Blogger Ms T said...

Loving the photos! You look so happy and healthy.

Just had to pop in to say that.

At 21:15 Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Evening Fiends! Pi R or Ames, really glad you came out and showed your picture, and gladder to have you here and talking.

Told you you'd fit right in with this lot!

Had a nice time getting the nice houseguest who does happen to be a lawyer, but also a writer who did an annotated Dracula and is one of the worlds leading experts on Sherlock Holmes, which I know very little about but is cool.

The Bengals and I are MELTING and the AC is now kicking IN.

Trying to read back thru the comments...I think we are indeed more diverse than one might imagine, not all dressed in black with gothy houses, tho we don't FROWN on that mind you, but everybody has their own sort of thing going.

Except apparently, regarding bras. Seems pretty unified opinion wise there.

I worry about my ALPACA thing. Really like the little guys. Don't NEED one mind you, but someone should get one.

At 22:19 Blogger dabbler said...

Alpacas = Adorable. Now that I am an empty nester, maybe I need one. Bad idea to decide anything in throes of missing DD who is off at college as of yesterday, and is in exactly the right place for her. Now I need to reinvent myself. Adding beings to take care of is probably not the place to start.

But they are so fuzzy. And they look so cool, in a sort of imbecilic way.

At 22:20 Blogger dabbler said...

Seeing if this tick will work. Last three have been tick-fail. Way behind on comments. Also hate bras....

At 22:21 Blogger dabbler said...

And, love the pics, Lorraine. you look fabulous (of course) and also happy!

At 22:39 Blogger Dragonsally said...

My eldest sister has Llamas...very cute things they are

At 22:54 Blogger Jane said...

Now I'm caught up.

Q - you are definitely gorgeous - getting more FIT, of course, but you look HAPPY! Facial expression and general demeanor make a big difference in how you look, IMO!

And Lihua, I've only ever seen photos of you but you are so pretty - we all have these image problems :-)

I'm feeling quite unattractive because I have to wear glasses lately. Which is odd as I never look at anyone with glasses and think they look bad, just not liking myself in them...

And my bra and I are friends...

And PG, you know me as Qitou, BTW :-)

Time for bed.

At 22:54 Blogger Jess said...

I'm telling you, Quiche, you can never have too many sweaters. And I think the brown one loves you.

It must be time for bed, because I find myself sleepily pondering the concept of an alpaca wool bra. Would that make bra-wearing more or less desirable, I wonder? I'd say less, but it's not winter yet.

I'll just leave you all with that thought. You're very welcome.

At 01:59 Blogger Marjorie said...

I think it might be a bit tickly.


Yes. I did stop and consider the point.

At 02:01 Blogger Precision Grace said...

I know who you are Jane/Qitou!

Sorry to hear about the glasses, is that situation not getting better? Poor eyes :(


I'm glad to hear one doesn't have to be goth to join in (even if it does help). :D

I really love bras when I get a properly fitted one that feels like I'm not wearing it at all. Mostly though they seem to want to come undone (one hook only) or feel too tight and uncomfortable (and to think there was time I had to buy the ones with silicone padding to make my chesticles look bigger!)
sorry - this is defo TMI

*shuffles off red faced*


PS the giraffe/goat cross is kinda cute but they are herd animals, kinda need to get more than one

At 02:21 Blogger Dragonsally said...

That happens to me all the time too Grace, with the hooks undoing themselves.

Somehow that just reminded me of something. In early high school, the boys thought it was really good fun to sneak up behind you and flick your bra strap, or undo it on you. I managed to stop them by sneaking up behind one of the boys and doing the same thing to his elastic (it was the 70's) belt. HA, not so funny when you're the flickee. Memories.

At 07:59 Blogger Lihua said...

I had a guy who was FULLY GROWN and used to snap my bra strap all the time - when I was, say, fourteen?

At 08:02 Blogger Lihua said...

Hey Jane, I have ALWAYS thought glasses THE COOLEST THING on the planet.

At 08:52 Blogger Jane said...

Yes, glasses are cool, I just have that "but not on me" thing going.

I have 2 pairs - one lightweight almost nothing (and given my prescription power of around 8 that is amazing) and one with coppery rims and magnet sunglasses.

So looking on the bright side - I can see!

At 08:55 Blogger One Sock Short said...

tick and shamble

At 12:38 Blogger dabbler said...

When my son was about four (yikes, 20 years ago!) he looked at me one day and asked, "Hey, Mom, when do I get my glasses so I will know how to read?" Perfectly reasonable conclusion, given that his dad and I are both glasses dependent. I've tried contacts, but always feel naked. Might try again, though, since my Low-Key celebration costume may require a mask, and I certainly want to be able to see more than four inches in front of my head.

Assuming I ever figure out what my costume will be.

I only recently 'got' the pun in the name of the event, thanks to my hubby...

Sigh. Not feeling too smart or with it around here....

And the damn tick won't work.

At 12:56 Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

WHAT pun in the House on the rock event??? -I- don't know this!

Most people who captioned the ALPACA photo (Jess linked it) think of Ab Fab. I may post it and do a new blog today. Depending on TIME, which there seems to be none of. Have workout, dog school and Boss coming home, all kind of at the same time, it's DOABLE, but tricky.

At 14:26 Blogger Jane said...

Costume! I haven't thought of one for the HOTR yet. I guess there is time. Isn't there?

At 14:30 Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

And the new post is UP!

Ah-ha! No grass growing under my feet!!!!

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