Thunderbirds are Go

Get 'er, Gaga! lol

 

 

Halloween 2012 - Costume Plot

Another halloween party is in the mix and I have a whole new group of friends and I am THRILLED to have the privledge to know them and have them as friends. I went through a few costume ideas before I finally decided what to do. I was working on getting together pieces for a UFO costume (another British television show created by gerry anderson) Here's a pic of what I was going for:

The chick with the purple hair obviously. And I have a few people I met on Fanderson who are highly encouraging I make it and bring it back just like I did with Thunderbirds. I won't have it ready in time for halloween this year sadly, but it IS in the mix.

Next I thought about doing a female version of Speed Racer but I wasn't too excited for that (maybe beause it was too easy to do. plus my ex did it last year and although he failed I like to be original and embrace my geek side).

So I thought about it and I'd love to do a costume I can double as a costume for conventions. So I turned to star wars. Lots of cute girl stuff there. What did I decide on? Here's a hint:

I won't do any purchasing until october looms a little closer but I plan to have it well in advance incase any changes need to be made or I need to get more. Ryan said he might plan to match in someway. Can't wait for group shots. Photo opp!

Honest Eyes

     "You know, even though you were drunk and I took advantage of you and made myself look like a dick, I still think it was a pretty good night." He said, driving through south end. I watched his hand, changing gears smoothly. The yellow light from his Saturn dashboard the only light besides the streetlights. I looked him over carefully. His hands were smooth, hair spiked, biceps, relaxed, he smelled good. His body was solid and strong enough - I knew this from the body slams during hockey that seemed to happen with him very often.

I don't know what it was now. Ever since I had had real sex with a man  I'd always wondered what it'd be like with another. Probably the same, although I always wondered. And I'd look at him and think about it for a moment...and wonder. I'd never actually act on it, it's just a curiosity that will never be fulfilled.

He'd glance over at me and smile. "What?" He'd ask with a chuckle. His eyes too. Green and yellow with brown. Such a design. I'd smile shyly and fidget. "I like it when you do that, it's cute."

We talked about our married friends. How they were our age but they never showed affection.
     "I"m surprised Brett and Rebecca don't show more affection. Especially with them trying for a baby. Thought they'd always be in the mood." I said. "I always feel like we bother them." I was referring to how casual Ryan and I were around each other. How he can let his hand fall in my lap and I automatically know to massage it, or how he'll lead me around with his hand on my lower back. Or I'll sit on his lap at bonfires or he'll put his arm around me.

     "I want you for myself." He said, during a bonfire. We left the party and were walking down the empty country street, every half mile was a street light so it was dark enough to see the stars.
     "I love him." I said.
     "No, I think you love that he's British. And that's what Molly likes about him and what Kyle likes about him. His accent - that's what you love." I shook my head no. His accent was what seduced me so easily. Alex always got whatever he wanted. Especially here in America. That was obvious when my mom let him sleep with me when he was over. "What's he going to do? Move here?"
     "No, I'll move there."
     "So you're going to give up your family, friends, everything for him?"
     "Well yeah."
     "Why? Why can't it be like our married friends? We all play hockey together, movie night and game night every week. Parties at each other houses, and children that play along with us. Melissa, with me you wouldn't have to give anything up. I know I need a better job and I don't have as much money as Alex or an accent. Kyle told me about your past boyfriends, I want to be the one to give you the love you deserve. I know I fucked up a lot in the past but I'm looking for someone to settle down with and there's something about you. You're different."
     "What am I supposed to say? Why would I throw away a man who loves me unconditionally and who is perfect and never did anything wrong? Throw him away for a chance at a relationship with you? What if we dated for a few months and discovered it wouldn't work out? We share the same group of friends, how awkward would that be? I'm not going to take that chance."

     "Uh, oh you're quiet." he said from the drivers seat. We were at my house in the drive way.
     "Hm? Oh just remembering something." I said, smiling at him. He gave me his hand and I started my massage. I heard a change in his breathing and stopped.
     "Waiting for a goodnight kiss?" he asked.
Please. "No." I said.
     "Aw, damn. I thought about it but figured you wouldn't be too happy." He walked me to the back door to make sure I got there safely and we hugged twice. He told me he'd pick me up tomorrow at 10pm for another bonfire. He offers me nothing but closeness, and right now that's something I need more than anything.