abka: painting of daffodils and pear (Default)
( Dec. 24th, 2010 10:26 pm)
I have some time to myself this Christmas Eve. Thinking of things happy and sad.

Things I'm grateful for:
-my family, their love and support
-the chance to see my parents, sister, and nephew tomorrow, to be together on Christmas
-B.'s family, how they've accepted me and made me part the family
-wonderful friends near and far
-being able to see some of them next week at New Year's!

Things I'm sad about:
-my grandmother whose has advanced Alzheimer's and is in a nursing home. We got an update today, she has been working with a therapist and her walking is better. The Alzheimer's is advanced enough that she is no longer my grandmother; she hasn't recognized anyone for years. So we are content that she is getting good care. If she is walking more steadily there is less risk of her falling and hurting herself. We're trying to make her life as pleasant as possible, even though some times it's hard to know how to do that (other than no pain, obviously). I miss her.

-we're not doing extended-family Christmas on my mom's side this year (the side with the grandmother mentioned above). Schedules just got too crazy. My parents will do a little thing next weekend, but I'll be at New Year's. I see my aunts and uncle regularly now, so that's better, but I will still miss that tradition this year. My one aunt just had her plans canceled (by a man she was interested in and kind of dating, stupid boys) so she will be alone on Christmas. :(

-I'm missing D. pretty badly tonight. Christmas always meant more to me than to him since he didn't grow up with the tradition. It's a time to share with people you love and even though we're not together I still love him and care for him. And I have years of good Christmas memories with him. I'm happy to be with B. and I'm happy to be included in new traditions--his family's--and to share my family's rituals with him. But I am still feeling the loss of my marriage, and with the holiday that loss is more acute.


It's been a time of transitions for me and the holidays are all about tradition. They bump up against each other some times. I'm sure tomorrow will be wonderful and celebratory and loving. Tonight's just a little sad.

Merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate and love to all of you.

eta: I'll end on something happy. me and the Christmas tree! )

It's the same one as behind the cut, but here's a link to less annoyingly large Christmas tree pic!
It's been a while. Stuff is happening. Some I really don't want to talk about and some I do, but can't. Ug.

I have been doing stuff in the last couple weeks. (Go insomnia, time to write a post.)

D. and I went kayaking on the Potomac a couple Saturdays ago. It was the monument tour from Potomac Paddlesports. It was a gorgeous day. On the way there we saw monuments (Ladybird Johnson, Lincoln, Washington, etc.) and planes going into National, and on the way back it was quieter and we saw wildlife (herons! osprey!). Best of both worlds. It was our second trip with this group. I would recommend them, although each time we used a groupon and it was half price. If we go again I think we might just rent our own kayaks.

Last week we saw Rodrigo y Gabriela at Wolf Trap. It was my first time there and the venue was fantastic. I was neutral going into the concert, but D. was really excited.

The opening act was AWESOME. Xavier Rudd, or "the guy who plays multiple instruments at once like didgeridoo and a full drum set, wtf" not to mention bass, harmonica, etc. He played with Izintaba, a South African duo. It was TREMENDOUS.

Rodrigo y Gabriela were also phenomenal. They're Mexican guitarists who were heavily influenced by heavy metal (as well as Latin jazz and folk). They backpacked around Europe for a while playing acoustic versions of rock and metal covers until moving to Dublin. In the current album they have 11 songs, each one influenced by someone different like Carlos Santana and Jimi Hendrix. We heard the Pink Floyd-influenced one which was pretty cool (and probably a few others I didn't catch as I wasn't recording the set list).

It was like the antithesis of the Adam Lambert concert, stripped down stage, just the two of them coming out in jeans with their guitars. But still the energy level was amazing. Rodrigo led the audience in some advanced clapping (you mean not just on the 1 and the 3? dividing the audience into 3rds? and then leaving us while you do something awesome, eep.)

I don't even like this kind of music, but omg. The set was a tad long (they played for almost 2 hours, is that right? I might be remembering wrong), and it started to get windy and rainy, but still well worth it.

a video for you )

Finally from [livejournal.com profile] wavyarms:

Advice for Young Girls from A Cartoon Princesses (you'll laugh...and maybe cry, or wince).
Belle
Arial

(I'm not criticizing anyone who shows kids Disney movies, because, please, they are so much a part o of our culture and of course I loved them as a kid.)
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From [livejournal.com profile] wavyarms

This is the loveliest advice column I've read in a while (although I am partial to Miss Conduct).

A good thing to read for the moments when we all feel unlovable.

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Stuff has been happening, but I haven't been feeling particularly chatty. My sister, nephew, and brother-in-law came to visit last weekend. It was wonderful to see them (they hadn't been up since last Oct. when we first moved into the house). Melissa and I had some good sister-conversations and we all loved chasing after and playing with the baby. We took him to Air and Space and he did a good job staying in his stroller, pointing, looking intently at the airplanes, and then waving each of them "bye bye".

This afternoon D. and I are taking a kayak trip on the Potomac to see the monuments. I'm really looking forward to it, hopefully it will be lovely. My shoulders are a little sore from the gym, trapeze, and dance class this week (I didn't do anything for a couple weeks because I was busy and then sick, so this week was a little rough), but hopefully I'll manage.
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( Aug. 5th, 2010 08:28 am)
I'm going to Vividcon today! OMG I'm so excited. Somewhat nervous as it will be my first time at the con, and also significantly less excited than before people started showing their asses about accessibility.

Tuesday D. and I went to Lilith Fair. I had gone twice during college, but not with D. It was so much fun! The vibe was lovely and laid back and I got wicked nostalgic for college, especially summers at Amarna, as well as for that time we went to Falcon Ridge Folk festival when we were living in MA.

We got there in the afternoon and hung out under a tree listening to Beth Orton and Missy Higgins, chatting and people watching. We had gotten seats (because I was worried about sun and I am old), but the lawn looked fantastic. It was super super humid until the end, everyone commented on sweating.

Sara Bareilles was freakin fantastic. Very impressive and lots of fun. It was nice to see a next generation singer-songwriter in the mix.

Cat Power, eh. It's not that it was bad, it just dropped the energy level to comatose. It would have been good for the post-party, or maybe even the post-post party (like when everyone else is passed out and there are like two of you left contemplating if you should start picking up the empty bottles.)

I had never heard of the Court Yard Hounds before, but they were so charming. And then they looked vaguely familiar. And then I realized that they were freaking brilliant and played a ton of instruments. And then I put everything together and realized that they are 2/3 of the Dixie Chicks (no shit they're proficient, I've seen that Behind the Music). They are a good time, I really enjoyed their set and would recommend their album.

The Indigo Girls were next and the emotional high point of the evening for me. I saw them play in college. The semester I spent in Italy I listened to a lot of Indigo Girls and Janis Joplin so they will also be tied to the memory of sitting on a bus during Friday field trips, looking at the Tuscan countryside, heading to some winery or monastery or something. Besides that they are just so brilliant and comfortable and wonderful. I have a weird singing in public thing (want to make me uncomfortable start singing or quoting poetry or some long soliloquy around me in public), but even early in our relationship D. and I would sing Indigo Girls songs together in the car. (D. would always harmonize :) ). So they were really lovely. I got a little teary at one point. At the end they pulled a bunch of other musicians on stage, the audience stood up, and we all had a sing along to Closer to Fine, like you do. *hearts*

Initially Sarah McLachlan felt a little like an afterthought for me. I listened to her *a lot* during highschool and early college, but haven't really at all since. She played some pieces off of Surfacing which no longer hits any emotional notes for me (as opposed to the Indigo Girls' stuff). Some of the new stuff was interesting although she kept doing this flippy thing with her hand which annoyed me (partially because it was bellydance-esque, but not the right thing, and I found it visually distracting). My favorite album of hers is Solace, but I wasn't surprised she didn't do anything off of it. Her last song was Fumbling Toward Ecstasy which tugged a little at me, and then for the callback she did Ice Cream which is one of my very favorite songs, and I got all "oooh" and handwavey and was so glad we didn't head out early.

And then because it's Lilith, and especially because it was the last night of the tour, everyone got on stage and did the final number and it was all lovely :) It was a great time, great music, great crowd, and a really wonderful night out with D.
We've been gone so many weekends recently that we've been neglecting stump removal. The goal is to have all of them out by July 3rd. While I was watering plants D. got the 5th one out today!!! It was one of the worst. Major thanks also goes to [profile] durdge who has spent hours not only in general helping out, but on that stump in particular. My contribution was filling in the hole afterwards.

a few pictures )

If we're diligent and it doesn't rain this week I think we will get the last one. Planting things will have to wait until next year.

I have also done laundry, cleaned up the kitchen, and graded exams today. And I'm planning to sort through some financial paperwork. Oh and watch Dr. Who! Yay for a Saturday at home. (And tomorrow is Adam Lambert concert 1 of 2!)
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abka: photo of D. eating my ear (warhol ear)
( Jun. 15th, 2010 11:20 am)
Happy Anniversary to D.! We've been married 8 years today (together for 12). He's a wonderful man and I'm lucky to have him. :)
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Monday durdge and I started cutting down the big, overgrown, unprunable bushes in front of the inoperable hot tub. D. was making dinner. We did 5/6 bushes. As one was falling an egg fell into my cleavage, down, and through my shirt and hit the ground. Then we realized that there was a bird's nest in the bushes. The mother bird spent the entire evening tweeting and hopping around the deck and the roof, looking for her neighborhood, her home, and her eggs. You guys, it was heartbreaking. I felt SO BAD, like the evil farmer in the rats of Nimh.

The bigger issue was the stumps. durdge worked on two of them not getting either one out. I spent another hour and a half on one Thursday and it didn't wiggle at all. D. comes home from work and gets it out in 30 minutes. It was pretty hot. It's annoying to me that I can't work as productively as the guys, I just don't have the brute strength or stamina. I collect branches, fetch water, maybe dig a little if the roots aren't too dense. Work I do in a half hour takes them 10 minutes. It's ridiculous.

Good thing we bought all those tools. Various things we're using to remove the stumps:
-spade
-pick axe
-axe
-trowel (the bushes are all up against a concrete pad and have ridiculously thick root systems, you can't get a spade between them and the pad)
-clippers
-handsaw (this is mostly me as I am lame and can't use an axe or splitter effectively)

Note one important tool that's missing: a root grinder thingy. drudge and D. got 2.5/6 out so far, so it can be done. We're feeling stubborn so I think the plan is to take the rest out by hand. We'll see how it goes this week.

Saturday the plan was to remove the hot tub. hahahha, we haven't touched it yet. Instead we rented a truck, but not for the times we really wanted, we had it from 7am to 12:30pm. So we got up at 6am on Saturday. Yeeeeah.

We got 2 out of 3 loads of cut-down-bushes brush to the dump, as well as the annoying blue tarp that had been under the sand pile. I wish we had time for the final load, but it was $50/hour in overages so we had to return the truck. :p Guess we will cut up and bundle the remaining brush for recycling pickup. Not sure what we're doing with the stumps.

We also went and bought a linden tree! This was the real reason for renting the truck. Now we have two trees, a redbud in the front yard for me (purple flowers!), and a linden in the backyard for Denis (where the sandpile used to be).

Lindens are a really important tree for Denis. There are lots of lindens in Croatia; the croatian name is lipa. In the currency Croatian "cents" are lipa, and the coins have images of the tree on them. The month of June is named lipanj, because that's the month the lipa bloom. They're actually important all over eastern Europe, check out the wikipedia entry, it's pretty interesting.

Last Monday while D. was cooking dinner he also clogged the kitchen sink. It's been clogged all week, and that's annoying. We weren't home a lot in the evenings so didn't start aggressively dealing with it until Friday. Tried draino, didn't work. Rented a big motorized snake from Home Depot (that we had to return Sat. morning), didn't reach because it couldn't get around all the corners.

D. is a little obsessed with unclogging the drain. Especially since we've already spent money on it. He went back to Home Depot and bought a (smaller) snake and has been messing with it all afternoon while I napped. Drain is still clogged, although now there are some air bubbles *sigh*. My kitchen is a mess, it smells like sewer, and I am ready to call the plumber. He gets points for persistence though :) (He's watching me type this.) OMG now he says he has located the clog and wants to *cut the pipe*. This seems like a really really BAD idea. Not that he can't cut the pipe,* it's putting it back together that concerns me.


*We also bought a sawzall this weekend. To help us take apart the hot tub. Sawzall is the brand name of a small reciprocating saw, isn't it fun to say? sawzall sawzall sawzall Unfortunately now D. has a tool he could use to cut open the pipe. Really, just, no. Hopefully the sawzall will be up to disassembling the hot tub. Which we will get to tomorrow, or some time this week before my dad comes to help us rebuild, patch, something the hole in the deck where the hot tub is currently sitting. Oh and detaching the hot tub means we have to deal with the electricity because it's hardwired. And none of our circuit breakers are labeled. And because the hot tub is broken you can't tell if power is going to it or not. Yeeeah, that's going to go well.
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( Apr. 5th, 2010 05:20 pm)
D. missed a couple of stairs this weekend and hurt his ankle. He's injured this ankle before so it's familiar (rest, ice, compression, elevation). He can "walk" on it, meaning he can hobble to the bathroom and to and from bed, but he's moving as little as possible. I am fetching things. Went to the doctor today and he confirms it's not broken. Hopefully the bruising and swelling will go down in a week or two. *crosses fingers*
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( Feb. 22nd, 2010 09:43 pm)
How have I not seen any figure skating/ice dancing yet? Also, ski jumping is *insane*.

Friday D. and I went out to Russia House for a belated Valentine's Day celebration. We had a good time, would recommend. Lovely atmosphere (dark, cozy, and Russian, duh), and yummy drinks (I had a Moscow Mule, D. a Sputnik, the vodka menu is extensive). We had the wild game sausages, the rabbit was awesome, and the other two were good. My beef stroganoff was very tasty (much better than the "stroganoff" my mother used to make with canned soup) and D.'s lamb was incredible, even though his blackbread pudding and greens were a little too salty.

We had a great time. It looks like a fun place to go out for drinks. The bar area was pretty noisy, but it's 4 levels so our little dining room was quiet and intimate. We went because we had a groupon. Groupon is bringing date night back! We've gone out a few times now, it's really nice. Even if some place is overpriced (Russia house isn't, an Indian place we went to earlier was) you don't feel so bad because of the discount.

Saturday I went out to Reston with [personal profile] ellen_fremedon and then to the curling open house, which seemed to be a great success! When I got home D. had cleaned the house! And not just the regular cleaning, but some of the annoying cleaning that I keep avoiding. It led to exchanges like this:

D: have you ever noticed that spot [that is annoying to vacuum] was really dusty?
me: yes, I notice it several times a day and it annoys me (but apparently not enough to drag the vacuum up there)
D: oh, I just noticed it.
me: thank you very much for cleaning it.
D: did you dust area X?
me: yes, when I see things are dusty I often dust.
D: I thought it was funny that there wasn't any dust there when the other room was so dusty.
me: I do stuff! Including a lot of cleaning that you don't notice. :) Thanks for doing all that dusting and cleaning the floor! clean house yay!
D: clean house yay!
*hugs*

Sunday we went to the YMCA, worked out together (!), and then joined! The only annoying thing is that the Y doesn't have a squat rack. How can this be?! Squats and deadlifts are my favorite things ever. I guess I can make do with the smith machine and dumbbells, but it's just not the same. I'll get over it, just whining a little. Am exciting to try to exercise regularly again. We've also done some cooking this week: chicken/chickpea/cardamom thing, roasted cauliflower (omg so good), cucumber salad, bean soup, spinach, quinoa, salmon. Nothing fancy, but more than we usually cook. I'm hoping we can keep it up.

Gym, cooking, and housecleaning. Our life is so exciting.
abka: painting of daffodils and pear (Default)
( Jan. 23rd, 2010 12:43 pm)
A conversation held this morning.

A: so tell me about your dream
D: we had a big fight
A: oh honey
D: and then you left me
A: :(
D: and then I moved in with Rick Castle.
A: hahahahaha
D: I got to drive his fancy cars, and help him solve mysteries, and people wanted to kill him and I found the bad guy.
D: It was awesome!
D: and Beckett helped me get out of some parking tickets.
A: *eyeroll*
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Ug, I am angry and disappointed at the MA election. Small bright spot: It finally motivated me to fill out my MD voter registration. Will mail it tomorrow.

D. and I finally saw Up for the first time. I was crying enough after the first 10 minutes that D. paused the movie. (Sometimes I get emotional at movies, but I rarely *sob*. Just one more way that I'm becoming my mother.) After that we really loved it. Behind the curve I know, but the joke about the dead squirrel struck me as the funniest thing ever (in that moment).

Oh White Collar! How I adore you! So much silly (and pretty, and charming and man-emotion)!
Maybe in the next episode there can be a really cold room where you die by freezing to death and they will have to snuggle naked together for warmth. You know they'd go there.
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( Jan. 16th, 2010 12:23 pm)
Denis just said I have "the memory of a ferret...or a squirrel"

He can't even insult me using proper examples any more (I think he was going for goldfish). *sigh*

I responded along the lines of "better the memory than the body"

So the next logical step in this discussion is to search the internet for information on ferret memory. Which leads me to ferret universe. Wow. (There's sound.)

eta: great, now it's a thing. When will I get a more affectionate term of endearment?

My husband calls me:
98% of the time: "hon" or "how did you not know I was talking to you?" (me: "because you're facing the computer and talking about shooting the guy who went behind that building")
1.9% of the time: "evil robot from outer space" (I'm not kidding, sometimes there is an accompanying dance or cheering motion, it's both adorable and annoying)
.1% of the time: "Amelia" (like when we're in a crowd and he's trying to get my attention)

I wonder where "ferret-memory" will slot in? Maybe it'll just be a name for today.

I am partial to calling him "hey" "sweetie pie" "hon" "babe" "honey" and "sweetie". I don't believe he's said he likes or dislikes any of them. It feels weird to call him by his first name after all these years.
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Amelia finds it interesting that she can be totally cool with seeing D.'s porn on his computer, but when he goes on her laptop unexpectedly to look up the order of Fringe season 2 episodes on wikipedia so he can watch some of them and clear up some space on the dvr (finally, omg, now what about Dollhouse?), and he sees her porn she gets all weird. /runonsentenceofdoom huh. who, knew?
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( Dec. 18th, 2009 01:00 am)
D. has been watching SG1 online and is almost done. He would like SGA, would anyone be willing to lend us the dvds? (Local would be awesome, but I will also be up in MA for New Year's if you don't mind a longer distance loan.)

Yesterday D. took a nap and dreamed about solving his work programming problems as part of SG1. hee.
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( Sep. 13th, 2009 09:24 pm)
Had a great time at the Renaissance Festival with denis77, [personal profile] axiom_of_stripe, [personal profile] ellen_fremedon, and [personal profile] uschickens.

I had never been to one before, even though we've lived here for five years. It was really lovely. Three of us got there around noon? We shopped, threw some axes, and ate some fried things. [personal profile] ellen_fremedon spent some time choosing a fantastic new hat that is very her. Then [personal profile] uschickens joined us. We listened to the Rogues perform (awesome). There was more shopping (earrings! necklaces! herby things!), and three of us spent a lot of time trying on costumes (guess which three). After waiting patiently for a while D. and C. went off to listen to some more music. There were more food breaks. We tried on tiaras (again mostly three of us did this although we all admired the dragon items). We saw a jousting tournament (awesome! one guy was unhorsed), and three of us took an elephant ride! It was a fantastic day. Great friends, incredible people-watching (codpiece with sparkly man-thong?), fun activities, a good Sunday afternoon.

Pictures here
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( Aug. 25th, 2009 02:27 pm)
D. heard a story on NPR about Julie & Julia and bought Mastering the Art of French Cooking (we haven't seen the movie yet). Last week he made chicken with butter and mushrooms that was really good. This weekend he spent hours on a second dish. (What did he expect? My general assumptions about French cooking is that it involves lots of butter, is a pain in the ass, but tastes really good).

He made moussaka, which was billed as a fancy way to use up your leftover lamb. You're supposed to put in in a charlotte and then flip it, but we just used corningware. I've never made any sort of upsidedown meat casserole before, but with the eggplant skins on the outside it is kind of pretty. The tomato sauce is key, not just for color, but the acidity lends a lot to the dish. Anyway it's tasty and I was very impressed so picture after the cut.

example of Denis's impressive cooking skills )
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( Jul. 25th, 2009 10:26 am)
Denis is here! He arrived last night after taking a 4-hour later flight that resulted in his bags being stuck in Munich and a $250 euro travel voucher that is helping us destress after the Orbitz fiasco. We also had an anticlimatic initial attempt to pick him up at the airport, but it all worked out.

Thursday Slavica and I spent a ridiculous amount of time on public transportation. (So you're supposed to buy bus and tram tickets, but most people do so on their cellphones, so you don't see a lot of people using the punch things.) When I asked her about this she said "they check rarely" so because I'm not sure exactly where to buy a paper ticket (not with the driver) I'm riding public transportation illegally (like Denis did when he was a teenager). This makes me somewhat nervous, but apparently not enough to go buy tickets.

Anyway the time spent was good because we went and saw my SIL at work at the bakery and she gave us lots of tasty baked goods and then we went swimming at the lake. Amazing how good swimming and lying on the beach (in the shade on chairs!) is for your soul. We also actually swam across the little man-made lake and back which was more cardio exercise than I've had in a while. It's been really hot here. (The heat has been in the front page of the papers, I think it's been around 37 degrees C. which is in the high 90s). So the air was hot and dry and the water was cool and wet and that worked out just fine.

Of course Denis came and last night it cooled right down and today is cloudy and breezy and some temperature where you could wear jeans out and not die. The only bad thing about Denis being here is that I don't sleep half as well with the snoring (and he sleeps better when someone isn't waking him up multiple times a night telling him to stop snoring). But it is so nice to see him again!
abka: photo of D. eating my ear (warhol ear)
( Jun. 13th, 2009 02:49 pm)
A picture from last weekend Taffy posted in her blog. Her caption reads:
Patrick and Denis chat. Patrick really likes Denis even though we don't get to see him very often. Oh yeah- Andrea [Patrick's babydoll] went to hang on the swing too but she must have fallen off.

guys on the swing )

D. is in NYC with durdge and jem this weekend doing fun ravenchase activities. I'm home working, blech.
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( Apr. 11th, 2009 08:03 am)
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A lesson in hubris:
1. Just because a lovely English woman on the internet gives a makeup tutorial does not mean that you will be able to recreate the same look on your own.
2. She has over 100+ tutorials up on youtube, she has more experience with things like liquid eyeliner.
3. Even if you spent (too much) money on fun makeup colors today. Yes, we've had the conversation about how paying more for quality eyeshadow is a good idea. Maybe you should have tried the colors on?
4. Even though it's a pretty color in the container does not mean it will look good on your face. Note how it resembles a healing bruise.
5. Really if it's more than 4 steps you should just abandon all hope.
6. Remember how you were a sucky MaryKay consultant all those years ago?
7. No, you will never find that favorite lip gloss.
8. Yes, I see you bought a similar color, oh it sucks and makes you look like a mannequin. Yeah.
9. Shouldn't we have covered this phase in junior high?
10. Here are some responses you can expect from your "in-house makeup consultant" (ie D.)

a. In response to the question "do I look like I got punched in the face?" A: "a little"
b. Various other reasons quickly cited for an affirmative response to question a:
1. "you're standing with the light behind you"
2. "it's funny that you're wearing makeup at all"
3. "it's funny that you're wearing makeup with curling clothes"
c. Based on the response to question a it was good you omitted the question about looking like a pirate whore
d. What if I asked about looking like a sexy pirate whore?
e. Um no, you will probably get something along the lines of abused pirate whore.
d. Just because the name of the makeup look includes the word "sexy" it does not mean that *your* application of the makeup will make you look sexy (remember that you're still wearing curling clothes)
e. If I took off the clothes would that help?
f. No, then you would smear the make up.
g. In response to the question "could I wear this outside?" A: "it's an evening look, right?"
h. Yes, probably only on a very, very dark evening.
i. It's your own fault for asking another question.
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