This is one of the pictures taken by, I assume, the gentleman who told me my tattoo was “A photographers dream”. I am happy to oblige, especially since this picture makes me very, very happy. Seriously, I want a print of this.

Also: Wow, am I really that freckly? Jeez.

Unfortunately, Nick decided that the only fair response would be to show how I would look with a mustache.

Uh… thanks, Nick. Happy Movember.

(Spotted on Davie St at Denman.)

Is that a belayin’ pin in yer britches?

I’m ready for Talk Like a Pirate Day. Are you?

Carol Ann, watching an older student practice en pointe.

(photo credit: a friend of my parents.)

She’s such a pretty girl.

Yesterday, she didn’t even bark at the guy who usually sets her off into a Majorly Crabby Episode. She had a wee frustrated growl, and then immediately sat and looked at me for treats. I immediately started shovelling cheese down her gullet. She did the same the next day when she was wigged out by a guy coming down a ladder (like an autistic child, she’s not super comfortable with change, like ladders in places where there should be no ladders.)

And huge thanks to my wonderful Nick who’s on vacation for a while now that his game is wrapped up, so he spends his time taking pretty pictures of our dog and sending them to me while I’m still stuck at work.

Sometime this weekend, I want to try to get audio recordings of Justice making wookie noises, because they’re funny.

This was the real reason for this post. This picture amuses me, and I like making funny faces. Took this just before heading out to Sin City tonight. I should wear tophats more often.

And now you’re even older.

And now you’re even older.

And now you’re even older.

You’re older than you’ve ever been, and now you’re even older. And now you’re older still.

He still looks like he’s got pudding for bones, but my he’s getting big. Too heavy to easily pick up now, and that snout is starting to look like a proper snout!

But he’s still a goofy looking puppy!

Nick & I geared up & headed off to Sin City tonight. The above was my outfit. You can’t see it, but my hair is tied back in a fairly long (for me) braid. My god, I actually have hair! Long enough to make a reasonable braid! How did THAT happen? Also not shown: My adorable little Victorian-esque laced up high heels with the peekaboo toes.

It was a great night. Awesome people, got to chat briefly with a few of whom I haven’t seen since the summer (must fix this!), and some “quiet” cuddling on the couch with my sweetheart ringing in the new year telling him how happy he makes me and how extraordinarily amazing it is that he’s in my life.

Being rather unspiritual, I don’t use the word often… but I’m honestly blessed. Happy New Year to you & yours.

Purty!

Taken somewhere in the woods in North Van, where we had gone so Nick a friend of his could run around and take pictures of their armor in a more “natural” setting, and where I could just goof off in the wet forest. It was fun.