Right to the very end... you never did what was expected from you.

I've been very sad lately. Year has actually been very good - lot of progress, promotions, things going in the desired directions so this apparent backtrod in the last remaining weeks of the year weighs heavily on my heart. Still no mail from the Family court (waiting for court ruling in my divorce case since early October), bumps on the road to graduation, superficiality of the relationships around (containing) me.

Sigh.

Yesterday my offspringess and I watched Ulquiorra as he was claimed by the wind and the despair. We were both crying our eyes out not despondently and engulfed in expectedness but full of hurt and questions and acuteness.

How? Why? Couldn't have anything been done to ... to ... what? Soften the blow I presume.

Naze?

Kokoro e ikimasu.

Amigurumi Mouse

It is half past midnight and my impatient offspringess had fallen asleep waiting for her newest toy to be finished. This is my first attempt at amigurumi toys and it seems to be pretty successful one; I actually feel that she will like this one.

Saa, mabuta o akete

Ah, yes... this IS cable in the middle of one handsome and almost finished hand-warmer and there IS Kurosaki Ichigo in the distance. I made one beautiful hat last night while watching Ulqiorra Cifer being astonishingly smart and well thought out in his actions so today I'm making hand-warmers to go with the hat. I'm really loving how Bleach characters and their narrative evolve. I have also learned a bunch of new words and expressions. I'm contemplating making some light designing of an Bleach inspired outfit.

Lo and Behold! My Very First Crocheted Christmas Bauble

Battle of Good and... um... Not so Good?

From frozen wasteland to cracked pressure cooker in measly few days, my head hurts and bio-meteorological prognosis really cramps up my style, clarity of mind competing with affluence of bad omens. My offspringess and I had great discussion about existential battle between good and evil inside every noteworthy person. Six-year-olds are great prioritizers, they seem to never miss an opportunity to point out the obvious in the invisible.

Long Live Winter Tires

Season of disgusting weather is definitely here. Ice rain is falling since break of dawn, yet the temperature being too high it is turning into slush on the ground and on everything. I'm pretty pleased with this year acquisition of winter tires - first ones I really bought on my own, with no help whatsoever. Adversity and lousy relationships prove to be great teachers and personal advancers once again.