Current location:	Pats house
Current mood:	hopeful
Current music:	darcia because I'm evil
Entry tags:	commission mission flying fire flyingfir

Progression
There are times in which someone forgets things. I forgot about LJ for a long time, but now I'll try to update more often. My last entries were not so great, admittedly.

In the time I've been gone drastic and huge things have changed in my life. I've nearly lost my mother to breast cancer, My uncle Mike has died, my Grandma Krueger has died, and my cat Oreo has gone, as well. All in the span of a year. I can say that my friends held me together and know that I'm right. I just wish that this year had been more pleasant over all.

The good things that happened were at the beginning of the year when Chris surpised me with a day trip to somewhere special for Valentines day. Ice skating and finding hockey pucks in the frozen ice of lake Phaelan is really fun. On the ice, cold is forgotten when your so concerned with where to step and how not to fall into a fishing-hole! :D When spring came this year it was mostly uneventful, Oreo was lying around being his fat, lovely cute self and I miss that more than I can say. Grandma was doing as well as usual. There wasn't any worry over my uncle mike.... hell, I thought he had years left, if not decades! things were peaceful in my musty 130 year old house. I was perfectly happy, if not irked by Chris wanted to walk 5 miles a day.

then... something happened. Uncle Mike fell down the stairs and died pretty much instantly of falling on his head. I was so scared, most of all because it reminds us all of how short and sudden life can be. The only good thing that I can think of with Uncle Mikes Death is that I thank god his daughter didn't find him that way. I could Not Imagine how traumatizing that would have been fo her....

After the sudden death, I was reluctant to travel. I wanted to stay with my family, even if my mourning was weak in comparison to the rest of my families. I only saw him once in awhile but I still loved him. I just felt that maybe he wouldn't want me to cry for him too much. Life isn't about missing what you don't have. so, after much coaxing from yifferfox and other friends, and, surpisingly, Mom, I went to Anthrocon in June. I had SUCH a blast!

For a bit over a week I was worry-free. Everything melted into furry happiness and hanging out with my sister Jen (we're not related, but you'd never know it from how we act together! XD )

I was as happy as I could be, even if the ride to the actual con was nine hours. XD I met alot of people there at AC again. Some I saw, in wonder, that I hardly remembered, yet, they remembered me. o.o;; I hate my memory sometimes. :P

I was in Artists-Alley for three days. I was astounded I got in three times! I even sat by Farore for a split second, but the angle felt wrong. I don't like facing doors. It just makes my chair feel like its gonna fall over. :P So, I moved over by some awesome guy that was a Jack-Sparrow look clone practically. It was awesome. He was totally cool. AND I still owe him a picture. ::Shakes her fist in mock anger. XD :: Damn you Sparrow! XDD You won the bet! (so wonderfully pirate-y!)

After Anthrocon... wow, can you say CON AIDS? well, I had the lightest version, I suppose. All in all, poor Farore had the worst of it. Then things started to hit the fan. Grandma died not long after my AC visit and I was struck down by my cat Oreo dying as well. All within two weeks of the con, and within each other. For a long time I didn't do much. I had a sudden obsession with drawing Oreo all over my sketch books and throwing out alot of my art and staring at pictures of Grandma. I couldn't help but wonder why this had all happened, but it seemed inevitable, and Oreos death has been sudden. Putting him down was probably the saddest, most heart-breaking, soul-clenching thing I've ever done in all of my life. I made the vets cry. And vets? Well... they don't cry. I must have looked truly devastated..

I'm sorry if I'm ranting. The ranting gryphon would love me, huh?

Well, after getting over everything slowly, at least, to a point I could stand them, life returned to being pretty much normal. Hlloween was fun if a bit costume-angsty. (I ended up going as a cat harlequin. Sooo pretty! SPARKLIES!!) And now I guess I'm looking at November, or, should I say, the rest of it, and thinking about Midwest Fur Fest. :3

Midwest Fur Fest should be cool, provided I can go. I fell like I need the break, plus its a chance to make some extra funds. So far I'm in real need of commissions in order to help my cause. :o
Which means I'm about 150$'s away from going.
Which means anyone looking for any commissions at all would be highly appriciated. <3

Pricelist: http://flyingfire.deviantart.com/art/Midwest-Fur-Fest-68816304

Please comment!

Carrie.