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Well here we are 9/28 with 30 more days to go. Am I going nutz? Hell yes. Is it harder than I thought it would be? A little, but we are steady and pushing ahead.



Sewing right now seems to be the biggest thing consuming me these days.



Projects to date; Daniels costume (can't say what it is) 2 angel dresses for the living statues, and I'm fixing up the red gown from 'my portfolio' as a bday gift for ms scarlett. She will carry it well. *happy smile.



In truth I'm trying to keep the projects 'painfully simple' then if I have time I'll put more detail on them. Probably Daniels project.



We are having a bar, which surprised me in a good way. So I'm happy. Don't know if we'll have the funds or time for shipping to get the glowing icecubes or glowing glasses I wanted. We'll see.



So it's going full speed ahead, and Daniel and I are working on the June or July's vampire art contest and next years already. One crisis at a time, but I know it's necessary.



Most loved friends flying in, and I regret not being able to spend more time with them being my work schedule. *shrug. That's the way that goes.



I had officially lost 20lbs to date. Wonder if it has anything to do with the fact I'm walking everywhere passing out big and small flyers? Hmmm, maybe.



So full speed ahead and I'm half scared to death and half excited beyond belief. Sort of like the sick butterflies you get when you go up a new rollercoaster, you know what's gonna happen but you don't know if you can handle it or not.



So I'll blab more later.

You know what's funny about 'doing something is cool' but when you actually do it you say 'that wasn't in the brochure.'



Today is yet another one of those days. Everyone of my weekends, at least one day I take and run to a different location via bus to pimp fliers, pimp fliers, pimp fliers. Did I mention I have bad feet? Oh man, not to complain but when I got home today from pimping maybe 6 hours, yes 6 hours, tell ya my feet had it.



I sat down at the outdoor mall thing and that was it. Daniel drove up and picked me up and I'm doing the granny shuffle from pain. Get home, my muscles are once again screaming at me.



Tonight is different though, I'm naucious. Too much happy sun. Looked at myself in the mirror and my eyes were blood red through and through, same as my cheeks. My eyes are toast, my skin is toast and I'm icky sick. :(



No one said that was in the brochure. Oh well, in truth, I wouldn't have it any other way cause this is something that has been a 7 year dream of mine.



Should've joined a gym 7 years ago prepping for this, no one said it was gonna be like this. For my next trick I'm thinking of buying one of those walk o' meters to show how many miles I walked. Save it just for those running out pimping fliers days. Betcha I have at least 10 miles on that thing. Easy.



So Daniel is out getting Gatorade for me, so I can try try try to go to sleep.



See ya later when I'm not walking like a little old lady.

Drawing, sketching and doodling oh my.



A few basic new Press Releases are due, oh like tomarrow. *sigh. Where the heck does the time go? I'm going to post a 100 x 100 pix of nocturnes logo and a brief summary for a release on the Phoenix New Times website. This will be the beginning of an entire battle plan. Sounds good? All I have to do is sketch out what I want............oy. Just oy.



Oh what tangled webs we weave. It'll be cool to see it in the paper though. It's going to be about a 6 week run. oh man am I itchin' to see it. So let's see how it goes, and off I go to write, rewrite, edit, and have friends scrutinize until it feels right. Oh man. No pressure.........not.

Tee minus how many days left and counting.



Dear Gods, I have NOTHING to wear! We are hoping to post a help wanted sign up at the ASU for a living statue to do the skit for us, hopefully. If not we'll do it. How can I be at 2 places at the same time? A wonderful angel called Khayman. She will keep an eye on things as Dan and I do our skit, if things don't change.



What if we get someone? Then I have to find something other than all marble white to the ball. Oh crap. Damnest thing too....I didn't realize this but I put all the money into the ball, (soft chuckle) I don't have any money for a dress. That's ok with me, I can be quite happy getting a cloak and hiding my face completely, hiding away. Look for the limp, you'll know it's me. (wink.)



Daniel says he knows what he wants to wear for months now, it suits him, though I'm not going to give away. His outfit is written in one of our stories from "Carpe Vegas" in Lurkers. His character is Cory Bantes a malkavian, and his chosen clothes for the ball are completely appropriate. My Beloved. (sigh)



But I'm lucky though. I can go through my closet from yesteryear back when I was the House Mistress of a Vampyre Household and pull out a few outfits, though dusty, and wear those. Hmmm, my Bermise Silk 2 piece that's designed from a New York Designer? How about my raw died swirled silk dress that's a one of a kind? Yeah, I have clothes, and I'm lucky.



No I don't have the household anymore, I formally handed it down to my son "Mathius" in Salem Ma before I retired to the dessert. But I still have the clothes of days gone bye.



Cinderella eat your pumpkin out.

My brain feels like an overloaded palm pilot. My feet are sore, swollen and up. My eyes burn from the sunlight, not being able to find my sunglasses half the time.



All this for the sake of a party. Not just a party, a ball. Dear Gods what am I thinking? But how many people know why? Why would a random person shell out nearly $6,000.00 of her own personal funds to do this? For my mom.



My mom died of Lung Cancer 7 years ago, and it's been my passion to find some way, any way to help others. This is the only thing I know how to do, I use 'know how' VERY loosely. I'm a goth, I'm a vampyre, I'm an oddball, and this is for my family. My other kin who need a place to call our own. A place to reflect of their own losses and victories for surviving.



This is why I'm doing this. So my feet are a swollen wreck, I have a contract the amount to make someone throw up several times in shock, so I'm so broke right now I'm digging in the couch cushions. But I'm doing something...helping other people, and let people know that we care. Vampires still care.



It's a tiny price to pay compared to what others have gone through. Not just MY mom.