New Year, New Adventure (aka Welcome to Parenthood)

Hello out there.  It’s 2016.  Wow.  When did that happen?  As you may have noticed, I haven’t written anything in over a year and a half *hangs head in shame*

What’s that?  You want to know where I’ve been?  Well, alright then.  A couple of weeks after my last post (on Easter 2014, to be exact), Hubby and I found out we were going to have a baby *omginsertallthefeelieshere*  My brain immediately went on “baby brain” mode, and has yet to come back to reality.  Seriously, thank goodness for post-it notes because without them, I wouldn’t be able to function, I cannot remember anything, Hubby seriously calls me Dory…hey, look, a fish!


…Where was I…

Right.  We had a baby.  Yay!  Prepare yourself for cute photos, starting….now.

This is Zack.  When he was born, one of his ears was very pointy, so I called him Spock.  Since the day of his birth, he has amazed us with every breath.  He just turned 1 a few weeks ago.  Where has the time gone?!?



We’ve had geeky fun with Zack, taking him to Emerald City Comic Con.  Everyone loved our Han, Leia and Wicket costumes!  Still figuring out what to do this year costume-wise.


I totally meant to write this post January of last year.  Know how I know?  Because I just found my notes in an old notebook!  So today, instead of regaling you with my adventures as a mommy to a one-year old, we’ll go back in time and hear my thoughts of being a first-time mommy to a newborn!  Ready?  Hold on to your bowties! *insert wibbly-wobbly noises here*

…and here we are!

January 2015:

Things they never told you about having a baby:

  • Baby hiccups are the cutest and most terrifying noise you will ever hear.
  • Babies are loud!  Not in the crying sense, but when they sleep!  Zack sounds like a velociraptor chasing a taunton.  Why a  taunton, you ask?  Because he plays both roles in this scenario, alternating between the rasps of the raptor and the bray of the taunton.  All of this happens in his slumber, mind you, while I lay awake terrified, listening, wondering who will win the hunt.
  • Oddest thing of all, I got taller during this pregnancy.  I’ve been 5’2″ for years.  My mom came to visit a few times during the pregnancy (she’s slightly shorter than me), and the last few times, I was definitely looking down on her!  We measured me, and I’m suddenly 5’3.5″!  The air is much thinner up here!

*insert timey-wimey noises here* …back to January 2016!  How’d you all like that little glimpse into my sleep-deprived life?  Zack has grown so much since then!  He now walks, has 8 teeth with more on the way, and loves cuddling AND STILL STARING OVER MY SHOULDER INTO NOTHINGNESS.  Craziness!  He, along with Hubby and I, wish everyone a Happy 2016!



Emerald City Comic Con: A Recap

Phew! I think I (and by that, I mean my feet) have finally recovered from this year’s Emerald City Comic Con. Hubby and I had a blast, as usual. This was our third year attending ECCC, so we’ve become accustomed to the crowds and looooong lines of waiting. I also enjoyed debuting my Redshirt shoes (thanks everyone for voting on the design, btw!):


The R2-D2 shoes were very sleepy after the Con, though:


We had a blast meeting our favorite stars from Star Trek, Firefly and Buffy*, however, my favorite moment was meeting Bonnie Burton and Anne Wheaton (wife of Wil). Bonne is an author, journalist and geek craft extraordinaire. These lovely women have created #VandalEyes, which basically involves putting googlie eyes in the most awesome of places. They teamed up with Espionage Cosmetics to create some even more awesome VandalEyes nail wraps (which I’m kicking myself for not getting, but I opted for the Star Trek ones instead since they matched my Redshirt shoes–see above).

[Sidebar: As previously mentioned, I have created an Etsy shop for my super nerdy shoes and jewelry called Nerdly Goodness. Okay, now back to your regularly scheduled post.]

Anywho, I was super-excited to show off my R2-D2 shoes to Bonnie and Anne. They both loved them, and Bonne even took a picture that she then both Tweeted and Instagramed (can I use Instagram as a verb? Maybe it has two m’s…). I also got to chat with Bonnie a bit about crafting in general and she gave me some great tips about chain mailling (use gloves!). It’s so weird: I’ve become accustomed to “meeting”** celebrities at Cons and remembering that they’re normal people too and being able to have conversations with them, so it was odd for me to have such a giddy reaction to talking with Bonnie. I was on cloud 9 for the rest of the weekend, ask Hubby.

*Hubby was in heaven as Eliza Dushku loved his Smallville jacket

**meeting = A 5-second fly by while you smile and have your picture taken and have possible hand contact. Autographs are a 20-30 second interaction.

The Last of the Lost Missions


Hubby and I just (as in, in the last 20 minutes) finished watching the final season of Star Wars: The Clone Wars on Netflix.
***SPOILERS AHEAD (but you probably assumed that already)***

Yes, I know the final season came out *gasp* more than a week ago, but we were pacing ourselves by watching one story arc at a time, in between finishing season 6 of Deep Space Nine, which I had somehow never seen (that’s another story). Anywho, tonight was the night for the final four episodes of Clone Wars. I. Have. No. Words. (But I’ll try to come up with some anyway).

As I posted on Twitter, “The Sith’s about to hit the fan!” The entire season was wonderful, but Yoda’s arc truly was a gem to finish out the series. I had goosebumps the entire time, and got a positive shiver down my back when Qui-Gon first spoke. The lightsaber fight scenes were incredible. There is another Skywalker. *Squee* Did anyone else want the Priestess to give Yoda a Heart Container after he defeated Dark Yoda/Yoda-Gollum? It was very Legend of Zelda-meets-Lord of the Rings!

And I swear, R2 is the best secret-keeper in the galaxy! He’s been everywhere (Even to the Sith homeworld! And to Dagobah! Dagobah, I say!), seen everything, and never tells a soul! Lily and James Potter should’ve hired him as their Secret Keeper, then Harry Potter would have turned out much differently! Finally, I’m so glad I always look at the voice talent during the credits; I want to go back and watch Darth Bane all over again just to see if I can pick out that it really is Mark Hamill (who is an amazing voice talent in his own right).

While the Clovis arc wasn’t the strongest (mostly because I had to Google who Clovis was because it had been so long since I’d seen his episodes), I really liked seeing the dark jealous side of Anakin come to fruition as it has been emerging for the last season or two (the music definitely didn’t hurt too). This show really helped bridge the gap between Episodes II and III with Anakin’s turn to the Dark Side. The only thing I wish was hinted at was the *ahem* first inklings of Luke and Leia, since Padme’s already pregnant by the time Episode III starts.

So now I’m sitting here decompressing and processing the end of the series. I don’t think I’ve had this visceral of a reaction since the last episodes of Battlestar Galactica and Babylon 5, and those were more of the bawling sort. This was dry-eyed and contemplative. Unlike in BSG and B5, we, as viewers, know what’s going to happen to the majority of these characters in their futures (Ahsoka! Captain Rex! Where are you?), which makes the ending of Clone Wars more interesting. I have a sudden urge to both reread the Dawn of the Jedi comic series and watch Episode III at the same time. Then I will start Clone Wars all over again.

May the Force be with us all.