A Pirate's Life for Me

I can't believe I forgot to post pictures of Sterling's Birthday. He had a few of his best buds over and it was really so cute to watch them! They talked gibberish over cake and laughed and laughed!

Cap'n Sterling extending the "hook" of fellowship




The shipwreck of a cake


Pirate Pope Anna handing out the holy hand-sword


Fearsome Pirates






Evie has the Pirate squint down!


The "treasure"


Ye scurvy landlubber under attack

There Are Just Some Things I Wish I Could Wear...

...Like 4 inch heels. I don't know what the problem is, but I can't keep these babies on! Let alone walk properly! But oh, they are gorgeous...


Another is sleeveless. Perhaps I shouldn't pine for such a thing, but I do on occasion. It's enough to make me want to design my own clothes. I have considered it time and time again- during pregnancy especially when all the clothes seem so dowdy and uncomfortable! Why can't modest clothes be made out of sumptuously colored fabrics like these?


Yet another thing is cream. A little cream is okay, but head to toe cream would never do on my skin. It'd be like trying to see a polar bear in a snow storm. *sigh*

I was raised very simply and my mother was always beautifully, but simply and classically dressed. She never accessorized with scarves or flashy shoes and earrings, so it's as foreign to me as Kate Moss to an all-you-can-eat. However, I still feel drawn to these items even though I'm sure I would feel conspicuous in them. ...But perhaps that's the point- to stand out a little.
Thus ends my covet-fest. Perhaps I should stop browsing ModCloth so often, but it's so hard to refrain when they post new items every few hours or so...

Battle of the Sexes and Bad Naked

Ben set up one of the usual Man Nights on our date night last Friday but instead of the regular Cashflow game (*yawn*), he set up rock climbing, jousting, a zipline and campfire hotdogs with the guy who owns Metro Mountain Climbing. And since so many of the wifeys wanted to come, Ben allowed it to be a date night for all. The Metro owners set everything up on the farm where they live and we got a reduced rate - win-win. Pretty much everyone kicked my trash in the jousting, they'd barely hit me and I'd flutter off the pedestal like a leaf (even Jamie had no trouble staying on, despite all the head blows she got from me).

Look at his smug look as I try to knock him off- this was just before he whacked me in the head and knocked my helmet off.

Doug could beat me, but he got spanked pretty bad by everyone else. Jamie's explanation of this whole phenomenon is "Tonks' are Tough and Churches are Woos Cakes" - thanks Jamie. Despite only rock climbing twice in my whole existence when I was about 17, I thought I'd remember and do okay, but was surprised to discover my arms getting shaky about halfway up from acrophobia. Huh, maybe you get more chicken as you get older? The second time I went up was much better and much more fun.

Doug did pretty well at the climbing with his go-go gadget limbs coming in handy. He also shook the whole tower and scared the bejeebies out Jamie who was almost all the way up.

"And you don't realize it but there's good naked and bad naked." - Seinfeld

Naked bathing- good.

Naked tooth brushing- bad

Cute, clothed sleeping babies with Sock Monkeys and battle scars on the forehead- always good.