Master Shake

Made this little guy last Saturday.

Dave was pleased.

Now I need to learn to crochet so I can make a fuzzy Meatwad.

And maybe I'll cast Frylock in resin...good times.

Monday, Monday.
Can't stop that day.
Also can't stop Ruff from licking herself and looking up as though caught, deer in the headlights...
Boo is still fluff.
And I am bored...
Happy Week!

Acceptance

I've reached a point in my life I've built up a thick skin, and pretend to be impervious to all that people throw at me. My family has taken many personal hits, and as such we've told ourselves that our walls are built up and cannot be broken down.
It's funny because doing this has only made us more jaded, and caused us to push people we love away--including each other. None are more guilty of this than I am.

The walls are starting to crumble...this is both painful, and healing. When you put up defenses, it bot protects you and keeps everyone away. That sheild says "I'm safe" and "BACK OFF!" But it's a contradiction, as I don't want to be alone. I want acceptance, still-don't get too close!

Anyway--here's to accepting who I am and where I came from--and for mom who taught me by example how to be accepting and exceptional.