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As Chris and I were taking a short break today in illustration, just sitting on the couch in the middle of the room, she suddenly sniggered quietly under her breath, and, nudging me in the side, she pointed to the back of Ed's shirt. The collar in the back was somehow sticking straight up, forcing the neck of his sweater into an odd, upright angle at the very back. For some reason, this struck us as hilarious (and in actuality, it did look very silly) and we burst into very loud, almost hysterical laughter. Ed turned around at our outburst, and stared at us in mild astonishment, causing us to laugh even louder... this directly after an almost hour long debate on the roles of men and women in relationships and marriage and how the traditional view of love is different from the true Biblical idea of love, which is different yet from a modernistic standpoint.
Oh, Illustration, what WOULD I do without you?

The oil painting is now safely turned in and hanging happily in the hallway, and I am making good progress on the Proud Princess doll, who, according to Adrianne, is now dubbed 'Snooty Tooty Maria'.

And I have a new goal for Thanksgiving break! As I am a cheapskate and a poor, penniless student (woe, woe) I have been extraordinarily reluctant to buy myself a new winter coat which I so badly need. And then it happened...two days ago at work I found some clearence wool in a lovely charcoal grey priced at just $2.97 a yard. So what if it had two large rust stains on it! I could make it work! The rest of the bolt, all 3 1/8 yards, is now sitting in a bag in my room, and over the course of my five days of break, I fully intend to produce a lovely new coat. It will happen! (or I will freeze)

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My brain has felt like such a sieve recently. I feel as though I used to know all sorts of interesting details of history, and could remember all the characters and plot twists of all the books I'd read, and I was learning Anglo-Saxon and writing stories and poetry......................... and then I started college. Now I try to think back to what I knew, I find I've forgotten so much! Even the details of LotR are slipping away, and I'd be hard pressed to tell you the tale of Beren and Luthien without looking it up first. The conclusions I have come to it that, even though I enjoy it, sewing and doing art is not exercising my brain, and the academic classes only serve to stuff my head with useless nonsense (like I'll EVER use algebra in real life!)

I used to be far more of a literary type, and I still like to identify myself that way, so I'd better start making better friends with my books again! I've managed to almost entirely chop fanfiction out of my life, and I really think it might have had a large impact in the jellying of my mind...the time I would have spent in the past on readed about the War of the Roses, I whiled away in front of the computer. But I've been quite ruthless about cutting it out, and, as a consequense, found myself through with home-work for the night, and with plenty of time to read (and read I did...it felt amazing)!  I intend to re-read all the historical books I have (and LotR) between now and the end of Christmas break. I want to be good friends with words again.