A life in the day...

Color outside the lines.

Daniel Radcliffe as Casey Anthony's Yorkie on SNL !!!

Depends on the situation. But as far as the glass.... it is always full, never empty.

My Dad. The Veterans I meet and the ones I don't get to . Larry.

Memories.

It's being donated to the local medical school.No funeral,no autopsy, no memorial service. Just cold storage until the students need a cadaver.

Wowsers! Great welcoming home. I was so scared on how would I ever do this without Delilah, and yes I was very nervous with out her, BUT....... me, the Clothing Faerie... Rocked! The whole team Rocked! Virginia our Boss lady, the Designer of all the wonderful Clothes in our Booth makes it so easy to work. We have Stock, lots and lots of stock. And everything is true to size. What a nice change from where I worked before. I mean no disrespect to my previous bosses, but this is so much better for me. We are busy little bees.

Faire was AMAZING!!!!!!!!! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
First off I cry way too easy. Oh my goodness I LOVE MY JOB!
~ "You gave me boobies-thankyouthankyouthankyou!!!!"
Tiny girl from the Coin Booth named Shawna that is maybe an A cup, I gave her Cleavage She gave me a $5.00 tip! "Coinage for Cleavege!" I told her that would be at great Breast Cancer Ad. She LOVED it!

~ My First sale was a trial by fire ~ Oy vey ! My BossLady Virginia Says "Customers Always Lie #1 and That the Customer is Always right #2" Father comes in with his daughter and want's to dress her up. No problem. She is going into the Third grade. Outfit is $150.00 without tax. Run the credit card.... declined.
"There is nothing wrong with it- run it again" ( it's a Platinum Visa) okay so we do, of corse it is declined. "Do you have anyother cards? Or do you want to go up to the ATM at the gate? " " I don't have the PIN- and no other cards, he is manically typing on his phone for 20 minutes. Finally Opens his wallet where there are F o u r other credit cards, and hands us one. Bingo it goes through. I feel better, I wasn't worried about losing the sale, just about making the little girl sad and telling her she had to take off the linen gown.

~One young women who just kept standing outside with her Beau sighing "Wedding dresses don't HAVE to be white do they?" We have a New design called Twilight that is so beautiful and light weight, with hoops that you can sit easily with in, in over 20 different colors. Our sample color is in Tiffany Blue- THAT kind of Blue for main blue. It weighs as much as a whisper. I cried when we dressed the mannequin - Disney could not come up with a better Princess gown.
Anyhow..... This sweet young woman is getting married later this year and was wearing her Beau's Garb...... UGG!!!! So we dressed her up in pretty girly clothes first off, he almost fell over, They Both could not stop smiling. This is when I got teary they wear so romantic " I can't wait to marry you- You are the most beautiful girl ever." Then he hugged and kissed her softly. I love my job.
They came back two more time to stare at the dress. Final time they spoke with Miss Virginia picked out a color, she took measurements, And sweet young bride will have a BEAUTIFUL WEDDING DRESS - that she can wear a Festival also. Bonus♥

Last Story I promise. And the Best.

~ I made a Marine cry. He was wonderful. He wanted a kilt. He gave me a price range. I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT OUR KILTS. The prices, nothing. I haven't been trained in them ..... yet. I got a crash corse. Oh nelly! Yes. Marine, Special Forces, Sniper- His name is Glenn.
I told him Thank You so much for your service to our country and shook his hand. He started bawling his eyes out. He collapsed in my arms and just was sobbing I told him about Delilah and that she took care of me, and that now she and I go up to the VA on Thursdays to visit the Veterans (that brought more tears ) He lost a brother in Vietnam, I told him NO. He is with him now, and touched his chest. And now I will carry his bother also as will Delilah. ( More Tears from Glenn - Thankyouthankyouthankyou ) "You have made my day!" Virginia told him that getting a kilt will seem so anti climatic after that- he said "No I still really want a kilt Please!" So she had me find him one. I - unfortunately picked out one of our most expensive kilts. 100% Scottish Wool in the Tartan that Virginia Designed for the Wolfstone Clan. As soon as he saw it he fell in love with it. It is a battle kilt. The type like the wore in Braveheart- No buckles only held up by the belt. So to fit it to the gentleman you have to put your hands on his hips to figure out how many much pleating you need, and then have at eight and a half yard of wool. MINGA! Then lay him down dead center of the pleating wrap the flat parts around him ( like bunting a baby ) then slide the leather belt around his waist ( I WAS SO EMBARRASSED to be that up close and personal to another mans business- I kept repeating - I'm so sorry- Mea culpa- Just pretend your' Girthing a horse - because it is the same pattern with the belt ) And Pull REALLY tight! And Help him up. Glenn has broken every bone in his body except for his left cheek and right hip.

The Clothing Faerie strikes again. made him very happy. I cried when Virginia explained that this was one of the $480.00 Kilts. He did not want to spend more than $200.00 - I kept apologising that I picked the wrong one. "He said that it was Meant to be-He was taking it- it was his that we were family now" Virginia explained to him about what the tartan meant which got him even more excited. Now he gets a discount for the rest of his life 5% with the company Because he is part of Clan Wolfstone. He considers me a Vet even though according to the US GOV I am not, He and most others do because I tried, because I signed up. Because I wanted so badly. That is a great gift that he gave me gave me by saying that. A Vietnam Veteran- thanking me, little old me. wow! More tears from me.... and him.

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That is the main Shop for the leather Clothing Etc... under sub headings is Wolfstone Kilt Company - That is who I work for: Bill's wife. :) And it is not even a compleate listing of everything because the wonderful crazy lady has designed NEW loverly things for this year.


What an Amazing weekend <3

Love to One and All.

Special Love and kisses to my Angel <3 XOXOX

So easy- The Obits. Those that know me know why.

Please ignore the icon. It is not me. I have never been able to do that pose, but oh how I wish that I could. I am bendy, just not to that extent. Any how This was my day After being lazy in bed and peeking at the clock time and again saying to myself ten more minutes... maybe five more. Okay get out of bed and brush the puppydog. Because we have a special day today. Take down your braid and redo it. Normally that is a simple thing to do. Today I had dyslexic fingers!

Delilah and I got on the road and to our first appointment on time. Met with the Psych Nurse. Her name was Carol. She was NOT the lady that I met three months ago. She was quite concerned over why it has been three months since I have been in. (no kidding- PTSD, Clinical Depression with suicidal episodes...) Yes I should be seen more often. I will be seeing her again in one month and the therapist at the end of the month. No clue how that will go, but all for the trying. Can you see the walls going up? Sarcasum I am so good at it after a long day. She did not agree with the lady from three months prior that I should be committed to Four Winds. Which has been weighing very heavy on my mind these past months. Should I just be put away? Would that be the best thing for me? For everyone? What would happen to Delilah? How would the bills get paid? Just the thought of all these things has had me in such a state these past three months..... a tornado of thoughts.

Anyhow, the nurse today, saw no reason for me to go in service. Which was a nice weight off my shoulders. Check that off the list. We made my appointments to see her in one month and to see the Therapist at the end of the month. Delilah and I went on to get ready for the next appointment.

But first. A new collar. PINK! We need to look all pretty for the Veterans.

Remember above where it says PTSD? Think about that..... I pull into the VA Employee parking Garage and parked where they told me to. Right next to the *CONSTRUCTION*. They were demolishing some concrete in the garage. The sound was terrifining.

Guess who had a panic attack in her car? And no drugs? Yep, that's me. I was in full shut down mode- and was supposed to be there to meet the head of the Rec/Therapy Department. Special circumstances taking a Service Dog and going to work on making her also a Therapy Dog for the Veterans. I had to put on the big girl panties and just deal with it.

Drumroll please........... She passed with flying colors today. This was her first visit. And she did really well with the Veterans, we go back on Monday for my paperwork and her second visit. If my paperwork clears we can set up the third appointment which is when *we* get our ID's. Two more visits after that and we will be official VA Therapy Visitors. It's our way of paying back. Delilah helps me so very much just by being near me, without her I don't sleep.
I hope she brightened their days today.

Today it was sunny here. But They kept telling us that we are expecting more rain. I *feel* like more storms are coming. The depression is dragging me under the swamp. Almost in the literal sense. Thoughts of disappering are constant. I don't know if it is the weather or just me. I just don't want to be seen. I go out only when i have to, make sure to pack as many errands together so as to not waste gas. I remember when I used to work all day either at Faire or with Dan doing construction jobs and it was a happy exhaustion at the end of the day. Even if it was a crappy day for one another reason there was a purpose to the day. Now there just seems to be fear, anger, sadness. Loss.

All these storms coming. All this rain. It's soaking into me. Dragging me down into the depths of the earth. Normally that would make me feel safe. This is not normal. This not safe. Something is wrong here- something is off-kiltered. I can't explain it right, I really wish that I could. Then I could make sense of it and fix it. I can't even use the words that are in my head because I have no idea how to spell them. So instead, this sounds like the simple ramblings of a fourteen year old child. It is very frustrating to me.

Tomorrow's forecast is hot, humid with Thunderstorms in the afternoon. Which means more flooding here. The ground is so saturated that with each step one takes you just sink and make the most awful sound. The earth is trying to suck you in.

I'm going to go take a shower now. Maybe by adding some homemade soap to the mix and washing my hair I might feel a little better. Doubtful... but a woman can try.