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muccamukk!
May. 10th, 2017 12:46 amSo after writing 1900 words defending the het ship in a movie from 1945, it's now my third very non-het anniversary. :D
Happy birthday, my love. ❤ You've been my wife for three years and my sweetheart for seven, and they have been the best years of my life. I love you, and I hope you like the cake.
(It's three layers, two chocolate and one white, and will have buttercream frosting + strawberries between layers, and chocolate + strawberries on top. If it turns out anything like last year's, it will be delicious and amazing. We'll probably make it last until Mucca's first 34th birthday on Saturday, too.)
Happy birthday, my love. ❤ You've been my wife for three years and my sweetheart for seven, and they have been the best years of my life. I love you, and I hope you like the cake.
(It's three layers, two chocolate and one white, and will have buttercream frosting + strawberries between layers, and chocolate + strawberries on top. If it turns out anything like last year's, it will be delicious and amazing. We'll probably make it last until Mucca's first 34th birthday on Saturday, too.)
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PSA: My wife is adorable
Oct. 27th, 2015 10:00 pmI'm just sayin'. Mucca is VERY CUTE when she's watching cheesy h/c movies and unironically enjoying tropey tie-in novels.
THE CUTEST. That smile, man. That giggle. That just...gung-ho approach to things with OTT ~feelings~ in them, even though they're slightly ridiculous.
Adorable.
THE CUTEST. That smile, man. That giggle. That just...gung-ho approach to things with OTT ~feelings~ in them, even though they're slightly ridiculous.
Adorable.
Tiny Time Lords climbing all about!
Oct. 12th, 2014 06:15 pmOn the Friday helicopter (helicopter! \o/), along with four pumpkins (twice what we ordered!), a month's worth of groceries, my schoolbooks (FINALLY), cushion covers for the snuggly chocolate couch, and some mail--we got four Doctor Who action figures!
settiai was having a sale, and in a stunning example of broccoli-test passing, muccamukk snapped up the four I'd been pining after. So now we have the Third Doctor, Eighth Doctor, Delgado!Master, and SJA-era Sarah Jane Smith figurines. Three is in his sexy knee-high boots from Colony In Space, Sarah Jane is in her swoon-worthy boots/vest/jeans/white shirt outfit, Delgado is suave in his black mandarin collar, and Eight is in his movie costume with McGann's actual dark hair colour. Three is delightfully taller than everyone else, possibly even to scale.
They are currently embarking on a series of adventures across our living room table top, starting with Mucca setting up Three and Sarah Jane pulling Eight from Certain Danger up a clifftop (box of scented candles) while the Master rants from across a chasm (atop a tall black book). Eight has now been rescued and Three is performing resuscitation maneuvers (or possibly kisses, IDK, I ship it) while Sarah Jane checks out the mcguffin of the week (a USB drive). The Master is going "Rats!" from his dark tower, but he is probably sekritly glad both Doctors survived.
This fills me with great joy and satisfaction.
settiai was having a sale, and in a stunning example of broccoli-test passing, muccamukk snapped up the four I'd been pining after. So now we have the Third Doctor, Eighth Doctor, Delgado!Master, and SJA-era Sarah Jane Smith figurines. Three is in his sexy knee-high boots from Colony In Space, Sarah Jane is in her swoon-worthy boots/vest/jeans/white shirt outfit, Delgado is suave in his black mandarin collar, and Eight is in his movie costume with McGann's actual dark hair colour. Three is delightfully taller than everyone else, possibly even to scale. They are currently embarking on a series of adventures across our living room table top, starting with Mucca setting up Three and Sarah Jane pulling Eight from Certain Danger up a clifftop (box of scented candles) while the Master rants from across a chasm (atop a tall black book). Eight has now been rescued and Three is performing resuscitation maneuvers (or possibly kisses, IDK, I ship it) while Sarah Jane checks out the mcguffin of the week (a USB drive). The Master is going "Rats!" from his dark tower, but he is probably sekritly glad both Doctors survived.
This fills me with great joy and satisfaction.
planting lettuces \o/
May. 18th, 2014 03:33 pmSo I've held a longstanding grudge against gardening, which when I was a kid meant weeding endless rows of dusty and/or muddy dirt in the hot sun in the cult!farm garden, and thus a convenient synecdoche for epic boredom coupled with too much responsibility and not enough agency. Big old nope, now that I can choose what to do with my time. Mucca, though, has a garden (very useful when one lives umpty miles from a grocery store) and I keep vaguely meaning to wear away at aforesaid grudge or perhaps obtain better associations with the raising of plants, so that I can occasionally be helpful.
Today I transplanted lettuces! And it was fun. One flat of about two dozen plants, one bed of dirt, a spade, a choice of where to dig the holes to gently put said baby lettuces in, nobody hovering and telling me I was doin' it wrong: all added up to a very enjoyable half hour or so in the sun. I hope they are happy lettuces and grow well. I think I should like to do it again.
At this rate the visceral negative reaction to gardening may be gone in, oh, five years... :P
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Today I transplanted lettuces! And it was fun. One flat of about two dozen plants, one bed of dirt, a spade, a choice of where to dig the holes to gently put said baby lettuces in, nobody hovering and telling me I was doin' it wrong: all added up to a very enjoyable half hour or so in the sun. I hope they are happy lettuces and grow well. I think I should like to do it again.
At this rate the visceral negative reaction to gardening may be gone in, oh, five years... :P
This entry was originally posted at Dreamwidth where there are
planting lettuces \o/
May. 18th, 2014 03:33 pmSo I've held a longstanding grudge against gardening, which when I was a kid meant weeding endless rows of dusty and/or muddy dirt in the hot sun in the cult!farm garden, and thus a convenient synecdoche for epic boredom coupled with too much responsibility and not enough agency. Big old nope, now that I can choose what to do with my time. Mucca, though, has a garden (very useful when one lives umpty miles from a grocery store) and I keep vaguely meaning to wear away at aforesaid grudge or perhaps obtain better associations with the raising of plants, so that I can occasionally be helpful.
Today I transplanted lettuces! And it was fun. One flat of about two dozen plants, one bed of dirt, a spade, a choice of where to dig the holes to gently put said baby lettuces in, nobody hovering and telling me I was doin' it wrong: all added up to a very enjoyable half hour or so in the sun. I hope they are happy lettuces and grow well. I think I should like to do it again.
At this rate the visceral negative reaction to gardening may be gone in, oh, five years... :P
Today I transplanted lettuces! And it was fun. One flat of about two dozen plants, one bed of dirt, a spade, a choice of where to dig the holes to gently put said baby lettuces in, nobody hovering and telling me I was doin' it wrong: all added up to a very enjoyable half hour or so in the sun. I hope they are happy lettuces and grow well. I think I should like to do it again.
At this rate the visceral negative reaction to gardening may be gone in, oh, five years... :P
