Hughsie already knows me... but I thought I would comment with something he may not know about me.

I can do a handstand.

Good on you KichigaiNeko, its always nice to hear a good news story, if you haven't finished the dress how about a Spanish look like below rather than the Greek. Mind you with your personality, you could go in jeans and sweep all before you on the day.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=end...QbGsY&NR=1
love jonb


Ah I can see you both now-

(October 8, 2012 at 8:22 am)frankiej Wrote: Hughsie already knows me... but I thought I would comment with something he may not know about me.

I can do a handstand.

Pics!

I'm a 31 year old stay at home mom. I have two boys, ages 6 and 4. However, both are in school (my 4 year old is in pre-school), leaving me at home thinking what the hell should I do. Currently, I am parading a seemingly never ending bunch of contractors through our home. We are finishing our basement in an effort to move the abundance of Legos from our living room to the soon to be den in the basement.
I graduated from college in 2006, and had my first son about 3 months later. So I haven't started a career yet, and am still deciding what I'd like to do. I had a series of jobs pre-kids, everything from telemarketing (that sucked) to waitressing (that sucked too) to sales (that wasn't too bad, but isn't something I'd like to do as a career). I moved out to DC as a nanny, but that's basically what I do with my boys-minus the evenings off, sick leave, and pay. I'm kicking around the idea of going to grad school, but without a clear idea of what my goals are it doesn't make sense to spend the money until I figure out what I want to do. Fortunately, my husband is well-established in his field which allows some time for me to figure it out (not to mention, his being supportive/patient of my figuring out process is greatly appreciated). My degree is in history, but I don't want to be a historian or a lawyer (much to my mother's consternation).
In the meantime I'm taking care of the boys, home, and myself. I had a messed up childhood, and though I've always understood that it was far from normal, I've only recently realized how deeply it effected me. So I'm doing a lot of work on healing and becoming a healthier person.
On the lighter side, I play piano and practice often. I have always played classical music and am now trying to figure out jazz, blues, and rock rhythms, which I find vexing. I love music, pretty much all kinds, but don't think I could make a living out of it.

Despite growing up in a hunting family and being an avid hunter myself....I cry everytime the rounds hit home. The same is true for physical violence with other people( which was something I got shit for in the service).
(couldn't really think of anything else about me I haven't blabbed on about, at length..lol)

I'm an admin assistant/office gopher by day, horticulture student by night. I love plants. I had a large enough garden going at the house I currently rent a room from, but school and work have forced me to put it down for the time being. It had 10 rose bushes, a kitchen garden, and several perennials. I'm currently working on a sort of wiki for plants. I'd like to work in the sustainability movement in some capacity - particularly with urban farming/horticulture. Eventually, I want my own place where I can grow every sort of herb that strikes my fancy, a gated poison garden, and a bigger kitchen garden and a sun room for starting seedlings.

I cook (pretty damn well for not being trained), I sew (cross-stitch and clothing and I'm learning embroidery), I'm trying to reteach myself piano. I love food and artsy fartsy things. I used to do watercolors, but have lately turned to photography (which might end up making me pick watercolors back up again, oddly enough). I put what I consider my best stuff up here: http://500px.com/thesummerqueen

I read...a lot. Especially now that I've got this neat new Android phone with its Kindle app. I just finished this awesome, amazing, fantastic book called "The Poisoner's Handbook" that I recommend everyone go read.

I live in Charlotte, North Carolina, which is wonderful 6 days out of the week, and then on the 7th I can't decide whether to move, scream, kill people, or whip out my phone and take endless "People of Wal-Mart" type videos without actually having to be in Wal-Mart. I used to live outside of Washington, DC, so the climate change (weather-wise and Bible-wise) has been...interesting...to adjust to. It's a beautiful state, though, and Charlotte is a beautiful city.

I just started "going steady" with a guy. Me - the serial non-committal woman (it's been five years since I was last monogamous). He's a photographer as well (that's how we "met") - he manages a portrait studio and does weddings and the like and graphic/logo design on the side, and is obsessed with regular and computer science. And he loves vintage things, just like me. We fit together like the best pair of old shoes, and I think that's just neat. My current tickle about him is how we'll talk about the strangest shit before we go to sleep - like how shrunken heads get made, or why people believe conspiracy theories, or who our favorite physicist is. In 2 months he's made me happier than I've been in the last 12 put together. Yes, he's an atheist - and a pretty staunch one at that. And yes, he thinks plants are cool (though he doesn't know dick-all about them) and spends most of our forest walks asking me all sorts of questions and letting me tell him all the stories of the green things.

I have a small and neurotic family of Polish-Austrian-British-German Jew, and Romanian immigrants from around the turn of the century, and I've recently inherited an entire box full of photographs from the Romanian side from WWII that I've been trying to get scanned in and edited. Some of my family still speaks Romanian or Yiddish. Over half of them are fucking nuts. They tend to be very long-lived, so it's a good long life of crazy.

I keep tabs on the Skeptic community and work with the local atheist group in various ways. A friend and I are trying to get a localized blog devoted to Charlotte doings up and running. I suspect I'm becoming a socialist and I consider myself a humanist even though most days I hate people. I love pin-up culture, I love make-up and girly things, and then I like turning around and getting muddy while four-wheeling and playing rough with the boys.

What else? Favorite colors: red and black. Favorite foods: Thai and Italian. Favorite Poets: TS Eliot and Walt Whitman. I think that's enough of a run down, lol.

(October 8, 2012 at 10:21 am)festive1 Wrote: On the lighter side, I play piano and practice often. I have always played classical music and am now trying to figure out jazz, blues, and rock rhythms, which I find vexing.

Oooh! A fellow pianist!
I feel your pain regarding the non-classical stuff. I was too trained in the classics, I had very little contact with anything else during the years I took lessons. Nowadays I play mostly themes from games and movies (the genre is a biiiig passion of mine), but my fingerwork is sloppy and I'm really lazy with the pedal '-_-

I recently adopted a neighbor's piano, they were getting rid of it and I got it for free! (well, I paid the movers and a tuner) It's the first time in a good long while that I've had one, but I was pleasantly surprised how much I remembered. I've been thinking of taking lessons to help with the timings... I just got no groove :-( My fingerwork is coming back, but it's taking a lot of work, not to mention the tendons in my hands haven't been stretched in many years so my hands get sore if I play too much at once... Oh, well, I enjoy it, sore hands be damned!

(October 8, 2012 at 9:17 am)jonb Wrote: Ah I can see you both now-

Harleys? Oh dear

More like this I'm afraid jonb



And thankyou for the well wishes mate ..... Just got an email from my sister suggesting that I invite my Aunt to the wedding as she will be in Perth! Oh *bugger ...This is how it has become "My Big Fat Greek Wedding"

Next time! Elopement!

Next time? Is Zen going to have an accident? Ingest a bit of conium maculatum perhaps?