Every so often I stumble across a cartoon or photo that really, really speaks to me. Here's one that was on my twitter feed Monday.
That's fantastic. I'm grateful for all the cookies and potatoes in my life.
On Sunday we were waiting in line to get our picture taken with George Takei. It was a long line. This nice lady in front of us kept getting dive-bomb-visits from her toddler son, Seamus. Seamus would zoom in, hug her, gabble on about something or other, then zoom back out to his dad, waiting outside the queue.
On one of Seamus's many visits, he decided to park himself on the floor, bust out some lego his mom had in her bag for him, and get building. (What a good mom, right?)
He invited Missy, who was his newfound buddy, to help.
Note the Transformers pic Seamus's mom is holding. She got it for him because "He sure loves his Decepticons!"
Missy got right down there with Seamus, and they chitchatted while he built.
I love stuff like this. Missy has an ENORMOUS HEART. She loves children. She is always happy to talk to them, or lend a hand with a friend's kid. She's really one of the kindest, gentlest people I have ever known.
I'm lucky she's my wife.
Friday night, our friend Maya and Michael came up to visit, because Saturday was Missy's birthday! I gave her that surprise-not-surprise present, and then we headed off to AWESOMEcon.
It was, well, awesome. There were THOUSANDS of people there. We saw hundreds of people cosplaying. Missy got to hug Baymax.
C'mon, how FREAKING ADORABLE IS THAT?!
We also got to hear John Rhys-Davies and Sean Astin speak, which was amazing. Later on, while we got a photo with them, they tickled us to make us smile. It worked.
Brother, Marie Furie, and I have had this EPIC group text going since I was at Frolicon back in April. We talk all the time, about all sorts of things, from Very Serious Stuff™ to Completely Frivolous Stuff™.
One running joke that got started was about how it'd be really neat if, when you were about to make a Big Mistake™, the universe could let you know, by dropping a post-it-note with the word "Nope." on it in your underpants. Then you'd maybe slip out to the bathroom, to try to ascertain the scratchy feeling in your general crotch-o-politan area, and find the note, and know to not do whatever-it-was that you were about to do.
We were joking around about that for maybe the sixth time when on a whim, I googled for a post-it-note generator and found one, and dropped this little gem into the chat.
Much hilarity ensued.
Look closely, and you'll see a really SCARY LOOKING SPIDER on the driver's side rearview mirror on my car. I'm glad I saw it. I'm glad I saw it OUTSIDE my car.