magharabi: (Mugiwaras~ Gather 'round)
 
Nico Robin
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Game High Seas
 
Namur
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Canon One Piece (mostly OC)
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Game Witches' Reign
 
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magharabi: (Bepo~ thumbs up!)
Fandom: One Piece
Character(s): Baby 5, Sai
Categories: Gen, mentions of being engaged
Warnings: Kinda violent

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Oct 1- Ain

Oct. 1st, 2015 11:32 pm
magharabi: (Shakky~ that's life)
Fandom: One Piece
Character(s): Ain, Binz, Zephyr
Categories: Gen, Unrequited Shipping
Warnings: None

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magharabi: (Luffy~ oohyay)
Basic White Sauce:

2 Tbsp butter or margarine
2 cups milk, divided
4 Tbsp (1/4 cup) flour
salt and pepper to taste

Melt butter over medium heat, add 1 1/2 cups milk, and blend. In a bowl or cup, mix 1/2 cup milk with flour, beat or whisk until smooth and add to the butter/milk mixture. Season, and stir until thickened.

Variations:

Alfredo sauce- add parmesan to taste.
Mexicali sauce- add chili powder and some chicken bouillon* to taste.
Mushroom sauce- saute mushrooms and onion in butter prior to adding milk, then proceed as normal, adding a bit of chicken or beef bouillon* to taste.
Cheese sauce- stir 1/2 tsp dry mustard and 1 cup shredded cheddar cheese to white sauce. Heat slowly until cheese is melted.
Egg sauce- stir 2 finely chopped hard cooked eggs per 1 cup white sauce in to the sauce. Add 1/4 tsp dry mustard and a dash of onion powder if desired.
Mornay sauce- stir in 1/4 tsp nutmeg, 1/4 tsp cayenne pepper, 1 cup parmesan or swiss cheese. Heat, stirring constantly, until the cheese is melted.

Original Recipe from the Basic Food Storage Cookbook given out by the Mesa Home Storage Center in Mesa, Az

Oh look!

Apr. 21st, 2012 09:51 am
magharabi: (Default)
It's that cosplaying violinist again! And she's covering Skyrim! And swordfighting with her bow!

I wonder if she'll take an arrow to the knee and give up her adventuring ways? :|a

magharabi: (Rhino~ squee)
Has anybody in my f-list read the Mistborn series, or Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson? I am seriously feeling the need to have someone to geek out with.

THE ANTICIPATION IS KILLING ME!!!!

*ahem*

That is all.
magharabi: (Mugiwaras~ let's go!)
To say the least, life's been kinda rough the last little while. Even with the joy that my little Morphberry brings me on a daily basis (he's getting so BIG omg!) I sometimes wonder what I'm doing, and where my life is going. Husby has been fretting over the same things himself, and in an attempt to find direction asked me flat out the other day where I wanted to be in five years. I didn't have an answer for him, other than "Well, James will be starting kindergarten, and we'll probably have a few more kids by then." Wait, what? When did that happen? I used to turn up my nose at the girls whose life aspirations were to "be a mom". I knew I was headed for bigger, better things, and motherhood would just sort of happen on the way.

I don't remember what those things were, though.

No, really.

It's not that "oh, they just seem so juvenile and unimportant" now. It's that I legitimately can't remember what the heck I thought I was going to do.

Be an artist, I suppose. Ha!

I laugh, because of how incredibly vague that notion is. There are a million ways to "be an artist". How do I know when I've finally achieved "being an artist"? TECHNICALLY I've already been and artist, thank you very much- I have a BA in Art, after all- and all I ended up accomplishing was killing any desire to try and make a living in the field. My creativity? Ha. Haha. Hahahaha. HaHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Dried up like a mud hole in Niger.

I know a lot of this has to do with the way I chose to view the things I've created, and why I chose to create the things I did. I got wrapped up in trying to impress someone who very obviously didn't want to be impressed by me, and somehow I've not been able to let that go. I've known this for a long time, but I didn't really know how to break out of it.

Over the last year or so, Husby and I have been following a number of creative geniuses on twitter, meeting them in person at conventions, and stalking their blogs. Slowly, I am beginning to feel the desire to create art again. I don't think I'm ready, yet. I'm too tired, and my life right now really honestly is not my own- there's a little one who needs to be taught how to live and grow after all and that is 100% full-time work- but the seedling is there, and that gives me hope. No, strike that. By paying attention to these people and listening to them speak, I have learned that creativity is MORE than just making a pretty drawing or writing a compelling story. I have learned that the way I live my life is an act of creativity. The way I raise my son, the way I interact with my husband, the way I someday maybe will find a way to keep the house clean, the way I prepare dinner- all of these things are acts of creativity. And that helps me feel that some day I will return to the creative outlets of my youth- writing and drawing. Some day I will once again wear the paint-encrusted grubby t-shirt of an artist.

In the meantime, I wanted to share a few of the panels, speeches, and articles that have been helping me realize and remember these things.

First off- This video by National Geographic photographer Dewitt Jones is what inspired me to make this post. The whole "training video" is there in the "preview". I don't know why it costs the better part of $800, but I can only assume that's because they're gearing this toward big businesses. A similar, live version of the same thing can be found here, for a lot cheaper, and the website has a rundown of the key points from the speech. It's really good. Watch it now.

Howard Taylor is a successful webcomic artist. He's a better storyteller than he is an artist, to be quite honest, but he makes a pretty dang good living by drawing. This YouTube playlist is the recording of a presentation he did at a local University, entitled: Talent? Who Needs Talent? It is immensely inspiring and entertaining. You will not regret sitting through all four parts. Also, the comic is pretty dang hilarious. The main star looks like a pile of crap. With a very big gun. Hilarity ensues.

This next one is the transcript of a talk by Dieter F. Uchtdorf, one of the leaders of my church. It's called Happiness, Your Heritage. If you're one of those people who gets offended at the mention of God, or by middle aged white males telling women how wonderful they are for being women, I warn you now, you will be immensely offended. If not, though, then even if you aren't a member of my church, I think you'll still enjoy this talk. It was given in a conference for women, and was really the first thing that helped me to realize that creativity goes beyond holding a pen or a marker; that it's a way of living. There's a little bit of something for everyone in this talk, honestly, so go read it now and feel awesome.

The last link I'd like to share in this post isn't directly related to creativity, but is useful, inspiring, and entertaining nevertheless. It's a podcast called Writing Excuses, starring Mary Robinette Kowal (author of Shades of Milk and Honey and a puppeteer), Brandon Sanderson (author of the Mistborn Trilogy and Way of Kings, among other novels, and the man who is finishing the Wheel of Time on behalf of Robert Jordan), Howard Taylor (mentioned above), and Dan Wells (author of the I Am Not a Serial Killer series). Each week they tackle a new topic mostly about writing, but a lot of the concepts can be applied to other creative outlets. These people know their stuff, they're funny, and blunt, and each 'cast is in the area of 15 minutes, so they don't waste time with tangents trying to fill an hour block or something. It's a great podcast, and I'd recommend diving through the archives, as well as becoming a dedicated listener.
magharabi: (Chopper~ genius)


Just sayin'.

EDIT: lol this was an embedded video of "Ding Dong the Witch is Dead", which I brazenly posted the day Osama bin Laden died. It decided to turn into "I'm Han Solo" for some reason that I really can't comprehend. Also, even though ObL was, as far as I can tell, a completely terrible person and a coward, I found it hard to really be "happy" at his death. Instead, I almost felt a sense of tragedy for the life he'd lead, a sadness for whatever events had lead him to feel such hatred for others, and that here was a life wasted and misused in one of the grossest ways possible. The things he did, and the hatred he inspired throughout the world will, unfortunately, never be undone.

But I feel there's a lesson here as well. Once, he was a baby; a small, innocent child. He wasn't born a killer. Someone taught him that. I would hope that we can look back at the lives of horrendous people like bin Laden or Hitler, and realize just how massively important it is to teach the children in our lives to love others even if they're different from us, or make choices we don't approve of. Nothing anyone does or believes justifies hatred in our hearts.
magharabi: (Rhino~ squee)
This is a digital painting.

And an epic one at that.
magharabi: (ahiru)
Ensure Clinical Strength in Homemade Vanilla Shake flavor smells like powdered calf milk. Tastes about the same, too. Don't ask how I know. >.>
magharabi: (Eyelashes~ snerk)
Setting: A darkened bedroom, 3 am. I'm half asleep. Morphberry is propped up on Husby's pillows, Husby kneels over him, holding his hands and moving them animatedly.

Husby: Vrrrooom, vrrrooooom, VROOOOOOOOOMMMMMMNNNNNYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUuuummm! NNNNNNNYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAUUUUUUU pew! pew!VVVVRRRRAAAAAUUUUUUU what?

Me: [Dying of laughter] It's cute. You make all these really loud engine noises and then these little tiny pew pews.

Husby: It's cuz he has little tiny hands. Huh Morphberry? NNNNNYYYYAAAAUUUUUU!
magharabi: (Rhino~ squee)
Sorry to leave y'all in the lurch. Giving birth kinda wipes you out for awhile. It's been, what, a week now, and I'm just barely getting enough energy to hold up a laptop while I sit in bed. Hum.

Anyway. HE'S HERE!

Baby stats and random drug induced musings this-a-way! )
magharabi: (Robin~ shucks)
No baby yet, but good guts we're getting close. And thank heavens, too, because I don't know how much longer I can stand to have completely numb hands all day, ankles the size of cantaloupes, feet swollen to the point that I'll barely, if I push hard, fit into MEN'S size 11 shoes, and heartburn that rips through both Prilosec OTC and half a bottle of Tums. (Shrek's little adage of "better out than in".... yeah. No. It isn't.)

That's not even getting started on the tmi about my hips, my butt, and that little strip of muscle that runs between the legs and how THOSE are feeling. Srsly though. They should like, give women a handicap hangar for their car for the last month of pregnancy. The act of lifting the legs- be it forward, sideways, wherever- is pure agony. And there's NEVER a parking spot anywhere near the store. It never really bothered me before. Then again, every step I took didn't feel like an accomplishment of Olympic proportions before, either. Ah, perspective. How thou changest.

I guess it would be nice to put the rest of my ramblings under a cut, yeah? Yeah. )
magharabi: (Eyelashes~ snerk)
A few weeks ago I had a baby shower. One of the obvious gifts are those little snot sucker things, I think the technical term is a nasal aspirator. I just call them snot suckers. My mother huffed and puffed at how crude I was being.

Today I pulled out the list she had written of the gifts I received and who gave them, in order to write thank you notes. She wrote down booger getter.

Yup. That's a lot more polite than snot sucker.
magharabi: (Al~ Got your back)
But hopefully still fun~!

We've been going to the library a lot lately. Which means I've been able to get my hands on a number of books. I thought, since I'd asked for recs, I might as well give a little back of what I got and give a few brief reviews of what I've been reading.

Book Reviews sound so much cooler than Book Reports, don't they? )
magharabi: (ahiru)
Flying out to DC- it was like sitting in an undersized cardboard box with the top shut and taped. Srsly. We came out of the planes gasping for air.

Day 1: Getting There, or Why Travel Sucks When You're Pregnant )
magharabi: (Rhino~ squee)
Ok, so. Nesting has now subsided to manageable levels. That said, I'll likely be making a series of posts to catch up on everything that has been going on in the last month or so. This is because, for one thing, it's easier to organize that way. For another, I am still nesting and going through boxes to clean up my baby's room. (Yes, we have a lot of crap we keep moving with us, that we just sort of shoved into that extra bedroom. I'm getting rid of it now, and organizing what we want to keep.)

That said, let's begin at the beginning!

tl;dr, tmi, all that jazz. I write this for me more than you. /selfish )

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