Picture This

It’s a little before dark (around 4-5), it’s foggy out, and getting foggy-er as the evening wares on, I’m outside in my pj-pants that have penguins on them, and one pant leg is ripped up to below the knee, the shoes I have on have holes at the toes, and my tomahawk that I am throwing, it’s handle is electrical-taped. That is how I spent my evening. It was enjoyable. despite my not being able to feel my toes pretty soon. I was having a grand time, with the tomahawk being obliging, sticking almost every time.
It was very quiet out there, which was very nice. The TV has been on almost constantly lately, because sickness is flying through the house again, and movies are being played while the sickees are in bed. Thankfully the icky part of the bug is slowly fading. Mum had the flu quite bad, but now she is on the mend, just very tired and weak. I’ve still got a cold, which I’ve had for like a week – the cough lingers – and now Dad’s got the cold :P We’re still alive, so praise the Lord :D

I also got the thrill of wearing a lovely prom-like dress yesterday, that fit me perfectly according to Mum, all while holding my stunning sword. The dress is a deep purple, the sleeves are like the sleeves of a thick tank-top, and the bodice has lovely fabric work design, like flowers almost. It’s long, reaches the floor, goes out a bit in the back. It also has a sheer, see through matching purple ‘shawl’, cover up thing…not sure how to explain it. We’ve had this dress for quite a while, and I’ve worn it for like tea parties and whatever, but really, there’s no where else to wear it :P It was fun trying it on yesterday though… holding my sword no less. That was amazing…