So, Here We Go

We’ll just start with the graphic

I stand with Erin Palette banner

Today is a big day for my friend, Erin. Follow that link because it answers most of the questions.

It’s funny, she actually told Michael before she told me. And then she let Michael tell me. My initial reaction, “That explains a lot.”

Then I proceeded to message with Erin on Facebook and tell her how much I appreciated her trusting me with her big secret and how honored I was that she’d be so vulnerable with me. Since then, we’ve had conversations about whether or not it was time to tell the world. My answer has always been the same, “You have to do what is right for Erin. I will support whatever decision you make.”

You see, Erin has always just been Erin. Since I am in a happy, committed, monogamous relationship, her fiddly bits or who she’d like to share them with are none of my business nor concern. She had already proven herself to be a good friend to me and the rest of the gun-blogging community. Something she has just done again in support of Bonnie (click that link too). I judged her on the content of her character and found it good.

I’ve learned a lot about her struggle that I never would have realized had she not been so willing to be so frank with me and had the patience to explain when I have blundered into an offensive landmine. My eyes are opened to a world I never saw prior to knowing her.

Brigid, as usual, said it beautifully

What if just for a day, you were judged solely on what you’ve read, what you’ve learned the hard way, what you are, what drives and inspires. What if you were valued for your innate abilities to survive and prosper through that day without birthright; handling yourself and your actions without apology, but simply by the human vanity of your own strengths and the grace of He who loves us as we are.

If that day came, who would the world see?

You see, I have the advantage of looking like my image of myself. It’s me looking back from the mirror. When you see me, it’s me. Sure, it’s not everything. I’m sure you see the confident woman I am always striving to be. You see the brown eyes, the olive skin, the dark hair. The same olive skin and dark eyes that meant my elementary school best friend wasn’t allowed to come to my house because I was one of ‘those people’ to her mother. Her mother couldn’t see me. You all saw Erin long before you ever saw her face, and Erin is beautiful.  I am proud to stand by her side and call her my friend.

Raffle Update!

The winners in the $5 category should be receiving an email from me this morning. There were 30 tickets drawn. Some people won more than one prize. There will be announcements shortly.

I will hopefully have the $10 winners drawn and emailed by the end of the day.

Thank you again.

Who We Are and What We Do

First of all, give yourselves a big round of applause, pat yourselves on the back, High five! You have reached the 5th tier for Bonnie’s surgery fund. I am humbled and amazed and *insert a new descriptive term here*. You have stepped up in a big way for one of our own.

Which brings us to a bit of a hitch. You see, Erin has put herself out for all of this in a really big way. As in, making herself physically ill sort of big way. She’s not backing down or chickening out, though. I am in agreement with Bonnie, that unless and until Erin is comfortable creating and sharing a bikini/cheesecake/pin-up style shot, she should not be pressured to do so. This should be fun, not frightening for her.

Erin has serious body dysmorphic disorder. It took years to even admit to that online. This is beyond not being comfortable in ones own skin. I have no frame of reference, but I know that the fear and pain is very real for her. She lives every day with a disconnect between her outside and her inside. We’ve all built a relationship with who she is in her heart and soul. She’s beautiful regardless of packaging.

It took far longer than any of you know for me to work up the nerve to pull last year’s catsuit stunt, and I am remarkably comfortable in my own skin. (I have my struggles, but who doesn’t?) Erin hasn’t had that kind of time to prepare. All I ask of you is to give her time, patience, and support. Other suggestions (ball gown, My Little Mosin, etc) are awesome. In the end, it is really up to Erin to decide what her comfort level is.

ETA: Erin feels very strongly that she must fulfill this obligation (see comments). I am asking you to consider her struggles when making suggestions/requests. In fact, overwhelm her with requests that are not ‘bikini pic’ or salacious.


Operation Spay Squeaky!

It is not only underway, but it was funded in 36 hours. So Erin stepped up and offered stretch goals.

This is above and beyond her brave offer to post a real picture of herself. Which guys, this is a big deal. She’s really putting herself out there. She’s already come through on the first stretch goal here. And it’s delightful and charming, you should absolutely listen.

The raffle is completed and names will be drawn soon. Would have been done by now, but occasionally, life gets in the way of blogging. Thank you everyone. You’ve done more than help pay for Bonnie’s medical care. You’ve given her the biggest virtual hug and reaffirmed the power of this community. Honestly, I feel all wrapped up in the love, myself. Pat yourselves on the back, internet. You rock!

Evict Lyme: Last Chance. The Time to Act is Now. Here is Where I Negate Your Excuses

Alright guys. Here we are. Counting down. The time is now.

My beloved robot got on your cases a bit which drummed up some activity. Do I need to call you all b*****s? ‘Cause I will.

But I don’t think I have to. Here’s the one big excuse I’ve heard via email (paraphrased).

But Jen! I really want to donate but I don’t get paid until Friday/The First/Monday!

Pledge a donation of at least $20 before midnight tonight. Fill out the form on this post and put ‘pledge’ and the date you get paid in the confirmation number field. If you have not pledged, you will not be eligible. I will think you are awesome and will thank you for your generosity, but you will not get a prize.

You MUST send me a receipt by the date indicated on your form or you will be disqualified. No excuses. No sob stories. You really do NOT want to try and one up sob stories with me. If you don’t get paid until the 15th, you shoulda donated by July 15th. Pledges are good through Monday only, no exceptions. And you MUST pledge by midnight.

As much as I would like to just keep it going, I can’t. Deadline is a hard one. But you get the benefit of the fact that I was crazy enough to end this at the end of a month without regard to the fact that I’m really freaking busy at month end with the job that pays the bills. So I will not be able to draw names until the weekend. You will not win a prize or even know that your name has been drawn until I have confirmation that you’ve made your donation.

This is more for my benefit than yours. You need yelling?


Oh yeah! I don’t need those little stars. This is my electron empire, dammit!


Evict Lyme – Evyl Robot Edition

Evyl Robot here, hijacking Jennifer’s Head. Look here b*****s, Bonnie hasn’t received nearly enough money for her FUNdraiser so far, and we are looking at a little over 25 hours until it closes. This. Is. Not. Acceptable. My esteemed associate, Dennis, has put up a very nice holster as a prize in this deal, and I happen to have caught up on a bunch of my own holster work. Since we don’t have enough donations, and I have a little more free time, I’m going to put in another custom holster. Feast your hungry little eyes on this:


That’s a black leather 1911 Hidden Stitch Pancake with a red ostrich embossed inlay with an Evyl Robot logo underlay and red stitching.


Feast your eyes I say!


But you can’t have that one. Hahahahahhaa! That one is the one my brother has been wearing for over a year now. I will make a new holster like that one if, and only if the donations turn out significantly higher than at current. As in, three or four times what they currently are. Otherwise, I’m throwing in a plain black Hidden Stitch Pancake holster that fits a five-inch 1911. It’s still a sweet holster, but you don’t get the detail work in that case.

You see as things stand now, I look at the prize packages stacked in my living room, and I look at the funds raised, and I’m disappointed. This isn’t a contest. People are getting a bargain on this loot! It’s time to step up the game. These people and companies have donated some really nice stuff and the entries have not even paid for it yet! They’d be better off if they simply donated the value of their work to Bonnie’s fund. But, it’s not over yet. Please, make this thing worth it. Help out Bonnie and win cool stuff. How can you go wrong?

*Waiting patiently to log additional donations for Bonnie’s FUNdraiser.*

Two Days

Tomorrow night, at midnight, I will be shutting down the Evict Lyme FUNdraiser. Check it out, there are lots of great things up for grabs.

You guys are awesome, but we’re not done yet. Bonnie’s having a rough time of it. And there’s still another surgery coming up. If you haven’t donated yet, now is the time.


Helping Out

I’m sure you’ve already seen the story over at Brigid’s place, but just in case, I wanted to let you know that there are still 9 days to support a new business and a great cause.

All she needs is to be carried a little until she can walk and finally run.