#lovetheging

[bywandandsword]

Legit -----50 intimidating. You're the tiniest ball of fury, in the most hilarious way.

Well, you’re just rude :p 

I’m at least Stitch levels of intimidating and he’s at –20

[bywandandsword]

Teacher: Qui es-tu?

Me: Ses je le des alevins plus français hon hon hon baguette.

[pastrychefconfessions]

I'm in the same boat!! I can't find a job ANYWHERE

It’s so frustrating! I don’t even know if it’s something I’m doing wrong. Or maybe I’m overqualified. I don’t have the slightest idea. 

I had a bakery job when I was in Long Island, but last year, I moved to Buffalo with my fiance` so he could be close to his family. I’m struggling to find a job now.

It’s not like I don’t want to work. Hopefully, my sewing helps me net some income while saving up money in the meantime. 

Thankfully, he has a job and can support us both, but I still feel crummy for not contributing any income. Guess on the plus side, I can practice my cooking and baking skills. It’s just being stuck at home when he’s at work which usually makes me stir crazy.

My other problem is that I don't have a car so I'm limited to where I can do my job search. I had no problems using public transportation, but since moving to Buffalo, their public transportation such as the bus routes are a bit weird so I have to figure out where the bus stop just right up the street from me goes and that’s how I figure out what places to apply to.

[pastrychefconfessions]

I just found this blog and, sweet bobble head jesus on the dashboard, you are all amazing!

Hi! It’s just little old me running the blog. ;)

Thanks for that compliment though! Definitely made my day.

[aplacecalledorange]

lovetheging replied to your post: “Traveling”:

Germany!!!! I lived there for 3 1/2 yrs on military bases and it is absolutely stunning. Places I'd hit up would be Bamberg (I graduated there), Nuremberg, Neuschwienstein Castle (it's Cinderella's castle, you just gotta), Heidelberg, and Berlin!!!

That’d be amazing, too! I had no idea that Cinderella’s castle was actually a thing IRL. Also, do you have to speak German or understand a little to get by or is it fine if you’re just talking to people in English? I remember talking to one of my friends whose family is German and she said most young and/or urban Germans speak English but I still think I’d like to better understand the country’s language that I visit. God, I just want to see like ten different places all over the continent and it’s going to be really difficult to choose...

[bywandandsword]

I just can’t even right now

Why does this always happen? I should have known not to get into this at Grandma’s house. But I was so proud of it.

I showed my mom the notes and stuff for the LGBT speech I did a while ago, because I worked hard on it and wanted her to see it. And while mom was looking at them Grandma came over and asked what she was reading, so hoping for the best, I handed her a set of the notes. After they read them, Mom was asking questions and clarifications and it was fine, it was the good sort of questioning.

Then Grandma asked how I knew I was queer when I’d never been on a date yet, so I started to answer, and it was fine. Then, some how, we got on the subject of religion. Because she mentioned how “God condemns that sort of behavior, it’s written in the Bible.”

I should have shut up there, but noooooooo

I went on about how the verse she’s referring to was a mis-translation and how the Bible has been through the biggest game of telephone in history, and how the even if it was accurately translated, it doesn’t count for Christians cause Jesus fulfilled the Law, blah blah blah... So we were arguing and I walked out. By this time Mom’d walked out too because she doesn’t like to see us fighting and she was crying and making me feel like shit.

And her first words when I went up to her was “I failed you, I didn’t keep my promise to God to raise you Catholic.” The 17 years of CCD says differently and I tried to tell her that and explain to her why what Grandma said hurts so much, because my being queer is a big part of who I am and for a member of my family to condemn me for it..sucks.

So mom’s like “why don’t you tell her that instead of fighting about it” and crying some more, then she locked herself into her room. So I did what she wanted, I pulled Grandma aside and told her that what she said hurt me. And, I’m not even joking, she said:

”I’m not judging you that’s for God to do” but in the next breath “the Bible condemns this  and God is punishing people for it”

“Catholicism is the oldest religion other than Judaism, all the others split off from it and are perversions, and they’re being punished for it” (yeah, really)

“You have so much to learn about your religion (she means Catholicism, even though I’m a polytheist)”

When I listed a bunch of religions that are older than Judaism “they’re all perversions of God’s word” and “Catholicism is the only True Religion™”

And the one that made me truly Done with her; when I told her that queer people are more likely to be assaulted, commit suicide, or killed “well we had a bunch of gay people down in New Orleans and if they didn’t want to be with they’re partner, they’d kill them and move on to some one else.” (I can’t make this shit up)

At least I got her to promise to try to accept a girlfriend or not-boy-spouse should I bring them over.

I’m never having any kind of important conversation with this woman again, fuck it, it’s not worth it. She’ll never accept who I am, just this romanticized idea of who I am based on when I was a devout church-going child. I’m not even going to try anymore.

[bywandandsword]

Oh hey, guess what I did today!!

I went to my first SCA meeting! It was so much fun!! And we barely did anything!

The group is made up of four older women, one mom, and three kids my age (oh and three or four dudes but none of them were at the meeting). So I got in and it was a tad awkward at first what with the introductions and the questions and everything but then as the meeting got going, and they started explaining how things worked and stuff, it got really fun. One of the women is an archery instructor, another is a rapier instructor and one of the dude teaches heavy armor combat. They also so all kinds of crafts, spinning and stuff and I just..it sounds like so much fun!

After the populous meeting, we did a beginners illumination class. I'm so glad I have a steady painter's hand, but to see some of the work one of the women did, wow. The's Book of Kells stuff right their, holy shit.

She also offered me an outfit or two. They'd been donated and no one wanted them so she said they were mine if I wanted them. They're beautiful, gold and blue silky material with gorgeous embroidery. At the next meeting she said she'd help me fit them to my frame.

Oh and they did the nicest thing. I told them that my first attempt at making garb would be the viking, so they set up the next class for viking clothes making. How nice is that!!

But what surprised me most was how comfortable I was around them. Like normally it'll take me a few weeks of constant contact with someone to get that comfortable. It's weird. I like it. I even cracked a few jokes. It was great. I can't wait for my first event!

[bywandandsword]

As a person who likes to having her room full of light, especially during the day, it's annoying to have a room-mate who's practically nocturnal and sleeps with every ray of light blotted out.