Okay. First chair was too high. Second chair was too wide. Third chair is too hard. I'm a domme-type person, it shouldn't be *my* butt that's hurting at the end of the day. I think that's fair to say. So I got a fourth chair yesterday, but as I was de-boxing it, I found it was broken. So I'll have to take it back for an exchange, and hope that the new, unbroken one works for me. I'll have been on my fifth chair. It's really not that big a deal... I'm just getting tired of lugging the things back and forth.
I was in Garden Ridge the other day (it's
kind of a hobby/cheap home deco warehouse) looking for some autumn
wreaths. They already have all their x-mas trees set up. They might
have them set up all year round, I don't know. But they had a 6' tall
light pink tree!! I squeee'd! It would be so perfect for my pink,
barbie dungeon room. But I couldn't see to spending two-hundred bucks
on a fake tree. They had a 4' version on display for much cheaper, but
they were sold out. Guess pink trees are popular this year. They even
had black trees. A few years ago when I was searching for a black x-mas
tree, I couldn't find one anywhere. I had to make my own with a green
tree, black housepant, and a Wagner power sprayer. Now I look online
and there's black trees everywhere. Go figure.
Oh yes, the
wreaths. Well, a lot of them weren't my style.. lots of little foam
pumpkins in a ring and such. Then I found one completely unadorned
wreath made entirely of twisted up, gnarley grapevine. Perfect! I've
thought of hanging little animal skulls from it, or maybe barbie dolls
tied up with twine, but... that might be a little over the top and worry
people. It's hard for me to tell sometimes.
Online I've ordered
a black Halloween wreath and some resin gravestones. I already have
the makings for a tree ghost, so I'm all set. I kinda wanted a
skeleton, but the life-size ones all cost more than I cared to spend.
The only affordable ones were 4' tall (hey... same as the x-mas trees!
weird), but a 4' tall skeleton isn't exactly scary. Unsettling,
perhaps, but that's not the same thing.
Evil Dolly's Vague
Recollection of the Day: Star Wars came out when I was very young. I
sort of remember lying on a blanket on the hood of a station wagon and
seeing it at a drive-in. I can't recall exactly when, I must have been 5
or 6, but my dad took me to see Darth Vader, who was appearing at a
Hallmark store in some strip mall. Obviously, it was a guy with a
franchised costume making a few bucks selling autographs, but when I got
to the front of the line, I was in awe. He asked me my name for the
autographed photo. I was literally unable to speak. Only time in my
life I can remember being dumbstruck. My mouth moved, but all I could
do was stare. My father had to lean in and tell him my name. I
treasured that Darth Vader photo. Had it sitting in a frame on my chest
of drawers for years and years. I still have it around here somewhere,