First two are of my attempt at lemon meringue peep squares. They taste fine, even if the graham cracker crust stuck to the pan. Will use a glass cooking dish next go-round.
Third is a boiled egg chick a cousin made.

Cosplay Inability Feels

All these Hobbitcon cosplay progress pics are giving me feels. Jealous feels. 

Jealous that I have no where to go. Unless you count Dragon-Con the next state over, but it’s the next state over and the cheapest gas here is $3.49/gal. Nevermind I could never get off work for long enough to even drive there. That is if I could ever save enough for tickets at all. (I can’t save anything right now. Literally) 

Jealous that I can’t sew. I took a sewing/fashion class back in my senior year of high school. I graduated in 2001, so yeah it’s been… a while. I remember to practice we had to sew a pillow. A straight line and the teacher had to take my stitching out. I couldn’t even manage a LINE. Way to up my sewing confidence. 

I mean I’m sure I could come up with something, but it would probably take months. (That is if I could get my Gran’s old sewing machine working, otherwise it’d be by hand.) Then I know I’d never meet my own standards. That and I’d have to get a friend to go and I’d want theirs to be equal to mine or better. (Preferably better). 

Also by the time I could afford it AND schedule to get a friend to go to I’ll probably be in my 40s and feel too old, unless I had a  kid by then, then I could use the kid as an “excuse.”

Well. This went on for longer than I intended.

I also wanna cosplay Anaire. Badly. I don’t even have a full costume idea in mind. Or anyone to cosplay Fingolfin, or Earwen. 

Some Easter cakes and cupcakes at a local grocery store…

My aunt and her prom date(s) 1979 and 1980. I’m not sure which picture goes with which year. 

Powder blue tuxedos, all the way. :-P

Didn’t have my laptop on me when I was online yesterday. So here is one of my great-aunts at her prom. Early 1960s I think. I honestly don’t know what year. 

Didn’t have my laptop on me when I was online yesterday. So here is one of my great-aunts at her prom. Early 1960s I think. I honestly don’t know what year. 

sharkchunks:

hellsquidsintl:

There was, of course, an increase in heart attacks and traffic accidents as people panicked trying to escape the ghost deer.

A significant decline in dementors as well.

sharkchunks:

hellsquidsintl:

There was, of course, an increase in heart attacks and traffic accidents as people panicked trying to escape the ghost deer.

A significant decline in dementors as well.

(Source: grindlebone, via thetreehouseinmyhead)

Bottom 2 are my Gran and Pop, May 1960. The above two, are probably from 1959. Don’t quote me on that though. 

Shoutout

To my fellow Tolkien-fans who, like me, are on the wrong side the world to attend HobbitCon.

Spotted this guy on my way to Wal-Mart.
At least he’s honest.

The only photo I have of my dad and his date at prom. My dad didn’t go his senior year (joined the Navy) so this is either his sophmore or junior prom. So 1976 or 1977. He said his date’s name was Cendra. 
Better photos may exist, but I’ve never seen them. This digital file is all I’ve ever seen.

The only photo I have of my dad and his date at prom. My dad didn’t go his senior year (joined the Navy) so this is either his sophmore or junior prom. So 1976 or 1977. He said his date’s name was Cendra. 

Better photos may exist, but I’ve never seen them. This digital file is all I’ve ever seen.