The July winner of the 🌟 Sticker Chart 🌟 prize (which you can earn by participating lots and getting stickers AKA xp) was Cuddlewoozle! This is based on a little inside joke. These freebies are a little delayed, as I’ve been too busy with commissions.
You can join my Discord and earn prizes too! Please note my server is not an ageplay server and the rules reflect that, so read them carefully. https://discord.gg/4MTahXs (🔞 NO MINORS!)
Yesterday I was a little quiet as far as responding to DMs and such. I apologize. In addition to my cramps, I’ve been having weird headaches and tinglings in random parts of my body. It feels as though I might have a pinched nerve somewhere, maybe on my spine. It seems worse when I’m drawing. And a lot of the tingling is on my head. But nothing feels serious enough to warrant a risky doctor visit at this time.
The really sad thing yesterday though was that one of my big, treasured snails passed away. While those snails are battling mites, they have not been infested long at all, and they are all still fat, eating, and active, in addition to being treated with a ridiculous number of hypoaspis (I’m not kidding, I put 25,000 in a tiny container with the snails, I’m desperate). The snail that died didn’t look poorly. Holding it, it still felt heavy in my hand, indicating good body mass. So I don’t know what happened but I was so very sad. 😔
Let me insert a BIG ass warning here, do not buy snails from lucky_gary on eBay. She has all good reviews because mites take a while to be noticed by inexperienced owners such as I was, and her snails take a while to die, but they are sick snails, with mites, poor genes and weak shells. Many people have asked her to fix the mite problem before continuing to sell, and she denies having mites at all… not true, sadly. Now my once healthy snails are also sick because they got mites from her snails, and I’ve dropped hundreds of dollars into treating them.
Unless I manage to breed them, the poms are too expensive to get and too hard to get as well. And I haven’t managed to get eggs yet. So if they all die I’ll be SOL. 💩
At least, the weekend was nice. We watched three movies of varying “quality”… Face Off, Parenthood and Sudden Death. I worked on commercial art, gift art, and another illustration for Meganeea:
We went to the mall, and to Kimchi Mart. We had burgers. Cuddled lots. Our weekends have been a lot nicer as of late, actually.
A little over two years ago, when my then-friend of five years and I had our terrible falling out and our little group permanently broke since she no longer wanted me around, both my husband and I felt very lonely and isolated. Our outings with them had been an important part of our lives and one of the happiest things I’d ever known. So, for months after that (actually over a year, if I’m honest) it was really hard and lonesome for us. Even though we would still have friends over, there was something irreplaceable lost.
And then, just as we were determined to strengthen other friendships and make new ones, and had actually started that process, COVID hit. And it was just us again, completely us and rarely any friends. Even more than before.
Maybe the COVID situation helped us come to terms with it, I don’t know, but we’ve fallen into a very lovely and intimate routine. We watch stupid movies and cuddle, we cook for each other, we play board and card games. Sometimes we go to a park or the mall. We’ve become closer than we used to be and enjoy each other’s company more than before. Even something like mowing the lawn together makes me happy because I’m doing it with him. At the end of every weekend, I always feel like I’ve had such a lovely time, even though it’s often just been him and I, at home.
I’ve always treasured my husband and our relationship, but lately even more so. I find myself just staring at him randomly at times, because he smiled a certain way, or made a funny face, or said something sweet. Or just because he’s there. And even seven years later, his face, his voice, just makes me stop for a moment and take it in, kinda like when we were early in our dating, and it hits me how much I love everything about him. And I can’t believe someone like him is my husband. So many lucky things have happened in my life, but that one beats all, for sure.
I’m aware that years are passing and I’m changing, emotionally and physically, and so is he, and even those changes fill me with emotions that are hard to put into words, but I guess at the core they are the feeling of getting older together.
As is often the case with my rambles, I’m not sure how to end this post. Other than, if reading this makes you go “gee I wish I had that” I can’t encourage you enough to be as open minded as possible when it comes to finding a companion to share your life with.
In my 20s I had so many strict requirements. The person had to be a Christian, love books as much as I did, hopefully be an artist or writer or some sort of creative career. Basically any serious disagreements were dealbreakers.
If I’d met my husband just a few years earlier I wouldn’t have dated him. He hates to read, he’s always been agnostic, we have different political stances, and extremely different viewpoints in many things. He’s opened my mind when it comes to many things and I like to think perhaps I’ve opened his a little, as well. But at the core we are very different people, and yet all our friends agree that we work perfectly together. And we really do. I don’t think we’ve had more than three serious fights in seven years (and I can only really remember two, I’m adding a third one for good measure.) And the longer we are together, the less we argue, ever.
If I’d stuck to my guns I would have ended with someone who matched me better on paper but didn’t help me grow into the person I would become. And such a relationship would likely be over by now, or about to be, instead of getting better every day.
Every day you wake up next to the one you picked to share your whole life with, you should feel like the luckiest person alive to have them. That person may not look anything like the series of checkboxes you’ve always had in your head. So keep your mind open.
I’ve gone on and on enough so I’m gonna try to have a little nap. I slept quite poorly last night and still have a headache. I’ve had it on and off for days. Maybe after I sleep I can properly kick start my day.
I made this badge for my friend Nate out of an old YCH I had. The badge itself is shaped around the character with a plain background but I wanted something a little jazzier for online posting. 🐶
I am SO utterly over the moon to have won one of Toddlergirl‘s stream sketches yesterday! Though I also feel very bad because I was out half the day and feeling too poorly the other half to be at my computer and actually catch the stream. It’s rare that I win anything, so this really made my day! Sammy drew Albins and he looks so darling in her style. I can’t wait to color this!
Well, it was supposed to be burgers and board games with friends but that didn’t pan out. However we had a perfectly wonderful day. Christopher took me to the mall for a walk. It was at his suggestion, and with that being a rare occurrence, I jumped on it despite my cramps.
I even brought Turrón along but I didn’t get any photos of her. I was a bit too under the weather (just physically though.) But we stopped at Build-a-Bear and got some panties for her. 🙊
Later we had coffee and a snack and watched a documentary on Action Park. I worked on a commercial commission while watching.
The documentary was great, very fascinating stuff. I think it is the third documentary on the subject that we have watched, and my favorite so far. Here’s a trailer if you haven’t heard of it. There’s also other documentaries on the topic available on YouTube:
Then we had burgers, and watched The Muppets (not the newest show but the one before that) and then we watched Face-Off (which made me realize I really don’t like action movies, but Christopher enjoyed it so much that I still had a great time.) Worked some more on commissions and then just cuddled.
That’s kind of it. Nice quality time with husband, good food, just a nice time. My cramps are pretty bad but I expect tomorrow I’ll be feeling much better.
This is my Gotz doll, Marzi. She’s just a little bigger than your average AG doll, and the only doll I have (I don’t count dolls of licensed characters). As is often the case with my toy companions, she is named after a favorite food of mine, in this case, marzipan. 🙈
I’ve had Marzi for a couple of years now, and wanted her for so long before I could have her, that at the time, Tacky (takinoue on FA) even drew me getting her in the mail (though I couldn’t have her and wouldn’t for some time):
You can tell this is older because it’s from way before I switched to my current fursona. 😉
When I did get Marzi, she was a little dream of a doll. Ball jointed and just gorgeous, especially for a play-doll. I got her a little My Little Pony dress and bow, which were cute enough on her. But then I couldn’t connect with her for some reason.
I think it’s because dolls need to be more old fashioned for me to connect with them, and Marzi’s dress made her anything but that. So, eventually, she went into storage.
Recently though, I found the perfect dress, the perfect shoes, the perfect accessories. And with it all put together, it worked! Now she sits in permanent display in my library, looking to me as though she could have escaped from any of my children’s books. She feels like a suitable companion to my bears. 💕
I finally got around to watching this utter gem. I know I’m late to the game and it’s no longer “news”. I honestly avoided watching because I thought it would be, I dunno, cringy, amateurish? As a furry, anything done about furries but “for the mainstream” makes me feel self-conscious, even if done by furries (perhaps especially then.) So I wanted to watch this, but I was afraid in a way.
How very, very wrong I was. I’m going to be sending this movie to many of my non-furry friends who still harbor misconceptions. I wish Netflix would show this. It is so well done, so deeply touching, and took me back to my own first days in the fandom and what it means to me. I teared up more than once and the ache of all the missed cons this year hit me really hard.
But we will all be back, and being reminded of the good of the community until then, helped me a lot. There’s drama and hate within the sub-communities of the furry fandom, and within those sub-communities as well, but the one love that binds us all in the end is still always there, and will hopefully prevail as the fandom continues to grow.
I wanted to share it here and encourage you to watch it if you haven’t yet.
From the video description:
THE FANDOM is a documentary film about the furry fandom. It dives headfirst into the imaginative world of “FURRIES,” the often-misunderstood internet subculture of fans of the anthropomorphic arts. Using a bountiful collection of archival tapes and images, this documentary traces the evolution of the furry fandom from its roots in the 1970s to the expansive, international community it has become today. Join a host of charming characters (including the grandparents of the fandom itself) on this heart-warming journey through the decades; witness the many triumphs and challenges that shaped “furry” into the most unique fandom of all time.