Star Wars Cosplay

I’m still swamped, so more cosplay photos for you! Since you already met Lando, how about the rest of the Star Wars players?

Star Wars Kids

The little ones are always my favorites

And a Sith

And a Sith

Spot the tiny Han Solo!

Spot the tiny Han Solo!

Why yes, that is a Slave Leia

Why yes, that is a Slave Leia

We even had to get into the Star Wars action!

(Click pics for bigger)

These are all from SoonerCon a few weeks ago. Enjoy!

So We Met This Guy

As promised, I’ve got some cosplay pics that I will be sharing in tiny teasing snippets because I need the content to keep you interested.

But first, I am beyond excited that to tell you that I got to meet this guy










To be really honest, I met this guy


Same difference, right?

I’m not gonna lie. For a minute there, I thought he really was Billy Dee Williams, and I totally had a fangirl squee moment.

He was super nice and not at all weirded out by my wide eyed stalker-ish actions. As is true of every cosplayer I’ve encountered, he was flattered and quite obliging when I asked for a picture.

Well That’s a New One

As I’m sure you’ve noticed, I share my home with a number of fuzzy critters. Said fuzzy critters tend shed. They also like to snuggle my laptop.

Yes, that is 50 pounds of feline piled up there. Our kitties are super-sized.

As you can imagine, my laptop has a tendency to develop some over-heating issues from time to time. So I’ve made it a habit to take it apart regularly to blow out the cat hair.

Reasonable, right? And this last time, I finished with no extra screws!

Go team Jennifer!

Except, not. You see, my poor abused laptop has seen better days. It continues to run like a champ, but the casing is all cracked and one of the screw holes is completely stripped out. The little metal doo-hickey* with the threads actually fell out. Thus, this spot can no longer hold a screw.

And yet, no extra screws. Hmm. ‘Tis a conundrum.

I guessing I lost a screw somewhere along the way**, and that empty hole has now been filled in with the should have been extra screw.

Oh well. Laptop seems to plugging away once again and running as cool as it should so hopefully I can get to some of my posting backlog. I’ve got cosplay pics to share!

*It’s a technical term

**Yes, it has been confirmed. I do, indeed, have a screw loose.

So There’s This Book

It’s about a dog, but not just about a dog.

Really, it’s about life. And how dogs wriggle their way in and out and make a house a home. They are the children that never grow up. Never decide that their parents are totally lame. Never strike out on their own. They give us their lives. Every single day. They give us every ounce of devotion and quirk. And they give us this in far too little time. We need more years than they do to express our love and devotion.

And more than that again. Buy the book. You’ll understand. That link helps support this blog.

If you aren’t convinced, go read the archives over and Brigid’s place and buy it straight from her. I’m proud to call her a friend.

An Open Letter to Weird Al


Can I call you Al? I mean, we’ve been through so much these nearly 36 years now. I mean, I’ve shared all 35 of my birthdays with you. I think I should be able to skip the formalities at this point. Besides, you’ve been recording for my entire life. You aren’t Weird, you are just the Al I’ve always known and loved.

That is, until recently. You see, I assumed that even though I’ve pointed out our shared date of birth on multiple occasions, I’ve somehow flown under your radar. At least Think Geek noticed.

And then you did this:

So maybe it IS just a coincidence that you went and threw a birthday party for my favorite pony. Have you seen my socks?

And then you did this

Really, Al? You had to call me out like that? Oh don’t think I didn’t notice. Kim Kardasian’s birthday is two days prior to yours and mine. That’s a completely different zodiac sign.

No, you aren’t Weird to me. Not anymore. Now you’re Passive Aggressive Al.

Your “lame” fan,


PS. I still bought your album (Congrats on being #1)

PPS. You could totally make it up to me. My darling husband has some ideas to get our readers involved.

PINK!!! Deviled Eggs


Do not attempt to adjust your set. The colors in this post are true. It really is that PINK. The surface it is sitting on is actually blue.

So I mentioned that we recently discovered pickled eggs and promised you pictures. We bought some high quality large (not extra large or jumbo) eggs from the local grocery store. We let them sit in the refrigerator for about a week and then boiled and peeled them. Fresh eggs are awesome for frying, not so awesome for boiling. Be patient. We pickled 16.

We started with three fresh beets which we wrapped tightly in aluminum foil and roasted for approximately an hour and a half. They should squish a little almost like a baked potato. Leave them wrapped and set them on the kitchen counter until they reach room temperature. At this point, we put them in the fridge overnight, but I’m pretty sure you could skip that.

I understand that you can use canned beets, but I liked starting with fresh. Your mileage may vary.

When you unwrap the beets, hold them over something because they will be juicy and that juice will stain. Once they are unwrapped, they should peel easily. It will just slip off. Again, be very careful not to drip it on your pants or shoes. Cut them into smallish chunks. They will go in the jar with the eggs.

The construction of the jar should be some boiled peeled eggs, some roasted beets, some garlic, more eggs, etc. Just keep it mixed up. We also added some dried dill weed.

Like with any pickle process, bring your salt and vinegar mixture to a boil, then pour it into the jar. Place the lid and ring and let it sit on the counter until it reaches room temperature. the lid will very likely pop, but since this is a very low acid recipe, you cannot make it safely shelf stable without a pressure canner. It’s alright, we’re going to eat them soon. Once they reach room temperature, stick them in the refrigerator. Leave them no less than four days. Ours sat for ten. Ten days allows for the color to really penetrate the eggs. Which makes them come out of the jar looking like this.


That color? It goes all the way to the yolk


You can eat them just like this and they are delicious. We may have sampled one. Maybe.

Drop your yolks into a bowl and set your halves up for filling.


For deviled eggs, I like for my creamy ingredients to be a generous third of the volume of the yolks. Most of that should be honest to goodness mayonnaise. Miracle Whip is an abomination and if you try and substitute it, I don’t think we can be friends anymore. My feelings on Miracle Whip can be summed up here. The rest is ranch dressing. I know, bear with me. Maybe that’s the native Okie. For my dry ingredients, I use a few good clumps of mustard powder and some cracked pepper. (I really like to go ahead and add some wasabi powder here, but I knew there were people I would be serving them to that can’t rock the wasabi). We’d normally add salt to deviled eggs, but the pickled eggs are plenty salty enough already.


Mix the filling until it looks like you are going to ice a pretty, pretty princess cake. It helps to put it into a bag that you can use like a pastry bag for egg filling.


Garnish with some bacon. Because bacon.


You can even put a little dollop of wasabi on the tops of some of them as in the first picture. And then you just might want to lick the bowl clean.


And there you have it. Hot pink deviled eggs.