Pictures!

Jan. 9th, 2011 08:14 am
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These are pictures of the first red tunic, and the start of the second one.

They're AWFUL, but they'll give you an idea.



It's not quite so orange IRL, but it is BRIGHT!  You can barely see the detail on the facing, but I'll update when I have better pictures.

The following pictures are the start of the second tunic.  This is the facing that goes around the collar.  I usually do a double facing, and turn it from the inside out, so that the neckline is totally enclosed and neat.  One, it looks better to me, and two, it avoids the neckline rubbing an exposed seam on Ioannes's neck.

You can see the word "TOP" in one shot,  That's to remind me which side is the top side, or rather, which one will be seen on the outside of the tunic.





And a bit closer.  Not that you can see anything.

soldiergrrrl: (Loved I not honor more...)
I adore you, my heart and wish that I could go with you. No matter how hard this is, I know this life is the one you were born to lead, and that you would not be who you are, did you not move toward the sounds of battle. I would NEVER ask you to change who you are, for then, I could not love you so much. You are my knight, my protector, my best friend and, God willing, the man I will spend the rest of my life with.

To Lucasta, going to the Wars

TELL me not, Sweet, I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind
To war and arms I fly.

True, a new mistress now I chase, 5
The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such
As thou too shalt adore; 10
I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
Loved I not Honour more.
soldiergrrrl: (Beloved)

And all is better in his world.  He's busy, warm and dry, and really, that's all I can ask for.

Evidently, this was a "So, no one's dead, RIGHT?" call, because he logged on to USAA this morning and saw that I'd used the roadside assistance.  It's labelled as "Towing," no matter what you use it for.  I had to have a PopALock guy come out, because I'm a dingaling and locked my keys in the truck.  Yes, staggeringly blonde.  Seriously, though, I cannot figure out how they ended up behind the driver's seat.  *croggle*

I'm adjusting to him being gone, although his side of the bed is still awfully empty.  Moose and Moxie just aren't the same, even if the Dane does outweigh John.  I mean, John doesn't snore, and well...Moose does.  Not really loud, but enough to make me realize that he's *not* John.  (You know, I think I'm really terribly grateful for this.  I just...yeah.  Not GOING THERE.)

The dogs all woke me up at 0345 with "OMG, MOM!  GOTTA GO NOW!!!!!!!!"  Which is better than them NOT waking me up, so I'm okay with that.  Moxie has been having some problems with remembering her housetraining, but that seems to be getting better.  I caught her squattng yesterday and interrupted it, then gently grabbed her collar and led her outside, and that seems to have jogged her memory that she's *supposed* to pee outside.

Also, since reading I has a sweet potato the dogs have all taken to telling me they've been badly raised.  By people who STARVED them.  Or IGNORED them.  Depends on the dog.  But mostly, it's starving.  I did find something funny yesterday.  Gina is...rarely a couch dog.  She'll get up on it, if she REALLY wants petting and you're just not cooperating, but I've never seen her up on the couch to just hang out and sleep.  I forgot something in the house yesterday, and had to run back inside, and as I passed through the living room, she stood up on the couch, like I'd woken her up, and looked like she'd gotten caught with her paw in the cookie jar.  Hell, like she'd gotten caught spelunking in the cookie jar.  I just patted her on the head, told her she was a good girl, and zoomed back out the door.  However, GINA ON THE COUCH FTW!!!!  As far as I'd been able to tell, the only vice Gina really had is not wanting to be brushed.  Now I know she sneaks on to the couch.  YAY!  That makes me feel better for some reason.

I think I'm going to start doing frozen kongs for the doggehs, since they are left alone for a long time during the day.  I'll have to adjust Lardbutt (AKA Moxie) when it comes time to feed, but if I can at least give them something nummy to think about during the day, it'll help the time pass.  :-)  Also, as weird as it sounds, I'm probably going to try this CD:  Through a Dog's Ear.  Maybe a bit woo-woo, but anything to help the puppehs through the day is good in my book.  :-)

I think that's all for right now. 
 


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I'm sorry for the confusion regarding the forgiveness post.  In the Orthodox Church, the Sunday before the start of Great Lent is "Forgiveness Sunday," when we ask those we have offended in this year to forgive us our transgressions.  I usually do it on LJ because, well, it's my largest social outlet, pretty much.

I also am simply amazed at my life.  Yeah, things aren't always the best, sometimes I fall and don't remember to look up to see my blessings, but seriously?  My life is incredible. 

I have a wonderful marriage and romantic life.   I am surrounded by love and affection at every turn, even when I wonder why.

I have a job I adore and I am lucky enough to still be employed.

I am involved with a hobby that allows my inner geek out to play, and surrounds me with more open-hearted friends than I know what to do with.  (I'm looking at you,[info]selenite,[info]celticdragonfly , and[info]liamstliam  and[info]fieryredhead, and [info]cenliamgordon, and...damn...pretty much ALL the SCAdians on my f-list....and speaking of SCAdians and lists...[info]spikywheel, did my package ever get to you?  I've had a spate of screwy mail recently and I wanted to make sure your giftie didn't get caught up in it.)  The SCA lets me revel in my love of pomp and circumstance and allows me to help others without people wondering what the hell I want.

God has truly graced me with so many good things and I am constantly in awe of the things He deems fit to bestow upon me.

My God...

Dec. 11th, 2008 09:00 am
soldiergrrrl: (Loved I not honor more...)

I was just looking at this picture, and I realized all over again how absolutely beautiful my husband is.

He's so absolutely amazing in so many ways that he takes my breath away, ever day.  I am so blessed to have him in my life.  (He also drives me bonkers in so many ways, but God, how lucky am I?)

soldiergrrrl: (Down not out.)
He left yesterday at 1645-ish.  I just got a comment, and he's in Germany.  He'll call me when he gets into Kuwait.  

My parents made it, from San Antonio and Dallas, and brandyeileen came to offer support, too.  The Centurion was there, as well, as we'd been hanging out before John left.  :-)  It's hard to explain how much that helps, to have folx around you to hold on to when the world tips over a bit.  I didn't cry before he got on the bus, and I'm sure I embarrassed the snot out of him, because as his name was called and he headed for the door of the bus, I yelled out "I love you, John!" 

Amazingly enough, I am not comotose with grief or sadness.  Part of it is that I just *can't* be.  I have too much stuff on my plate right now.  Am ignoring the cell phone, mostly, to try and get stuff done.  We'll see how effective this actually is, you know?

Um.  Let's see. Have a lovely bruise from a drop shot on my left shoulder, and a small one on my thigh.  My shield shipped from Windrose earlier this week and I should have it soon.  I think we're going to strap it to be ambidextrous, so that I can mess with people's heads.  :-)

Got grumped at to start sewing more garb, dammit.  :-D  I should, and it's not hard, I'm just being lazy.

Oh, speaking of being lazy, I need to start keeping the food diary again.  Seriously need to.

Okay, that's it for now. 

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