Friday, January 29, 2021
Thursday, September 24, 2020
But then you can see the moment on this blog when I tried to secretly reveal my pregnancy before the three-month 'safety' time, and then the pregnancy, and the joy of having my beautiful son. I've tried to show him growing up. Which is all-too-fast. They really don't lie when they tell new parents to soak it in, because it is so damned quick.
He's going to turn 8 in November. He started second grade today. We had a late start because we are dealing with the issues caused by the Oregon Fires and COVID. But he is at it today, working from a school-issued Chromebook and whiteboard, doing his work diligently. I have to keep him focused. But I think this might be okay.
What am I up to? Well, momming for one. I'm going a little crazy. I developed an anxiety disorder that appeared when my mom and brother arrived from New Hampshire. My mom passed away five years after my father did. And as it is with any Narcissist, life has been easier now that she is no longer around to drive me insane. But the anxiety issues never went away.
Honestly, lately, I have not done much. I've been weighed down by the heavy burden of depression, and all the things that I love have sort of fallen to the wayside. I've also allowed myself to get too absorbed in social media and let the current political climate to crush my spirit. But I feel like I'm crawling out of this pit of despair and am able to see the light of day. The fact that my kid is doing structured things during the week is a good thing. It has forced me to focus on his needs and not allowing him to spend the day playing Fortnite like a little screen-addict. Yes. It's insane. At seven, he's obsessed.
I have been doing some miniatures stuff and trying to finish some of the four books i have in mid-progress. Having too many books in the same series going at once has caused a hideous stall, and I have produced no new books for almost two years. It's terrible! I'm at 90% on one book, so I've resolved to finish and get it published so I can attack the next one. As my creative juices are starting to flow again, I need to be certain to finish one project before starting another, but I can't help getting sucked into the trap of new ideas. I need to learn to write the ideas down and leave them until I'm done working on prior projects.
If you want to see my other social media sites, where I've been marginally current.
Crafts and miniatures
Anywho.... Here are some pictures and videos I harvested from Facebook and whatnot to give you an idea of what I've been up to.
This year we had some losses, and some gains. We lost Simon, who was brutally killed by a Vacation Renter's malamute dog. But we found Miss Violet Rose, who has taken his place in our hearts. This was in May of last year.
|We lost OC this year. This hit me a little harder than I thought it would.|
He was a good kitty.
|Miss Huxley's Magic Room|
|Adding ivy to the front of the townhouse|
|Soldering leaded windows|
|The library. I will be replacing the wallpaper|
|Ms. Pok lives downstairs in the cellar apartments. She supplies|
the silk for the violin-strings.
|The middle floor is where Mr. Patkany enjoys his meals and|
relaxes after a hard day of making instruments.
|Making violins and a cello|
Some rando pics of life at Casa Hungarican Chick.
|Feffie's Cottage is a thing.|
|My gorgeous son. He's grown a little.|
|We are legit. We have a logo.|
|My son and the cat, who is not supposed to be |
allowed in my shed.
|The local bookshop and cafe are featuring my books. <3|
|My kid's feet next to my own. He's growing|
too quickly. Make it stop.
|Some summer illustrations for my sister's vacation rental.|
|Masks R Life nowadays.|
|More silliness for my sister's vacation house.|
|Yes. We were right in the thick of the fires, but we were|
lucky and they surrounded us, but never came into the
mount hood corridor. This is an image my brother-in-law took of
the Riverside fire from Sandy. Scary huh?
|Our shit neighbour has been doing some particularly douchey things lately. Although now I know his secret to staying thin and trim; aside from meth and booze, that is.|
|Home schooling has begun after fire and calamity and plague.|
Sunday, November 24, 2019
Thursday, March 14, 2019
My readers have followed me from my infertility through my unexpected pregnancy, to the birth of y beautiful son. Through the loss of 45 pounds (and the subsequent re-gaining of it). Through a tough stage in my marriage, where I experienced infidelity, to the ups and downs of my Regency life. My costuming posts are still my most popular.
I have not given up on the Hungarican Chick. I'm still here, Hungarican-chicking around.
So let's catch up.
I don't have chickens anymore. They brought rats. So that was not okay. Although there was a great plus side to having chickens and that was my rooster, who crowed at all hours of the night, and that in turn affected the ratings of the vacation rental next door, so there was that. But I miss my kippies and their fresh eggs. A lot.
|Six years old. Taking his first ski lessons|
at Timberline Lodge. Stop growing,
Alex is now SIX YEARS OLD. Can you believe that? I can't. Every day, I look for the secret rewind button hidden on his little body somewhere, so I can have my baby back again. He's in Kindergarten, and he's using five dollar words--with their own unique pronunciations like: Lidderly, and Use-a-liss. And the best one was last week, he said they were learning the Peasant of Egpyts (the Pledge of Allegiance).
On Valentine's Day, my dog Simon was killed by one of the vacation renter's malamute. He was partially eviscerated and it was devastating.
|Hubby is having the hardest time dealing with this loss. This was his dog through and through. We are puppy hunting. Turns out Jack Russell Terriers, particularly shorties, are pretty hard to find around Oregon.|
|So my little living room area is heading towards completion. This stage is before I put the flooring in.|
|Installing the flooring was fun.|
|One of the kit prototypes. I made it pretty quickly and pulled the upholstery too tight. That is real leather, something like .5oz weight, which was super-fine. I'll get it better next time. Gotta try it a few times to get it right.|
|I soldered this little rack to hang pots, pans, herbs, and cured meats from. Kitchen has been coming along slowly as well.|
|This is the .5" oz leather. A-frickin'-mazing. Look how prettily it tufts! I wish I hadn't cut it so small or pulle dit so tight, because look how adorable that is.|
|This is a tiny tub I made. At present it it still bottomless. This was after the first application of the patina chemical.|
|This is after several chemical applications.|
|A settee for the parlour.|
|Miss Huxley, giving it a test.|
|The witching room in progress. I drew the rough placement of the new window. The other one will be boarded up and bricked over like it never existed. I made some built-ins for this room.|
|Experimenting with copper and solder. Just sold this on etsy. All the linens are hand-stitched.|
|Some of the Witchly Workshop Kit elements. Most of these are my personal ones for Miss Huxley's supplies. Jars of eyeballs are a witchly necessity.|
|A snapshot of what we've got so far. A skull in glass; a geode (real), some bones, a crystal wand, a magic book, an orbiculum (or crystal ball), a jar of eyeballs. There are already more things to be added to this image.|
|I had to add this image of the little chess set I got for the price of shipping alone ($2) from Wish. Too fecking cute. It's in the Huxley House library.|
|These are the additional books and the bottle of poison for the Witchly Kit. There's one more book that I haven't shown yet. Next... the Mortar and Pestle. I will only be selling 4 of these kits.|
These are my two favourite from this year.
|My whale. I think he's cute. He needs to be remade in detail, I think.|
I miss my girlfriends from this group tho. Like crazy. And have missed them. However, I've found a crew to hang with up here on the mountain, and they've been like an injection of life for me, and have helped keep me from diving into a terrible depression. We call ourselves the Mount Hood Coffee Coven because we can be found pretty reliably in the mornings at the local coffee house (Coffeehouse 26) cackling like a bunch of hens, playing ukulele and just generally loving being around one another on a given weekday morning. It's been a lifeline for me. And I love these women like my sisters.
|This is our logo. Yes. We have a logo. And we have matching coffee cups. Because.|
Yes, I'm still K-drama obsessed. I watch them rather regularly, probably not quite as avidly as I did last year, but they're still a big part of my life. I have found another favourite actor, his name is So Ji-Sub and he's fucking beautiful and I'm going to stalk him like the 48-year-old chubby mom that I am. Isn't he just noms?
|This is So Ji-Sub. He is my next husband.|
He is beautiful.