Behind the mirror

I want real fire, fireworks, to be back in my life, you know. How long does it take..

Pretty Morphine

Alors voilà.
I expected a lil tigress from Brittany in 10 days. But the one I already considered like my baby died on Saturday. Her mom had gone way, abandoning her lil ones.. and she did not survive :(
I cried when I heard about it. I am quite emotional, with no shame, at the moment.

I thought about the devils. Told them there would be a mini kitty soon after they're back from Germany.
I checked with my vet where I could find a kitten needing a home.
I jumped in a cab in the next minutes, there was a kind of gathering for abandoned kitten in the next hour at the other side of Paris.

I found Morphine. Or Morphine found me! ;-)
2,5 months-old, born on the same day as I (!).
I paid 180 euros (ouch).. which was given to the association taking care of the abandoned cats.

That was quite justified, she had received the first vaccinations and was already operated (I found that quite young, but ok).

It's been a hard time for Satan, having to share her territory with a crazy lil one. But she's getting used to her and will finally (no doubt) love Morphine.

 Morphine mews all the time in a very strange way (like a blackbird having a cough). She is stuck to me all the time, almost a nightmare when I gotta work on my paintings or eat something! ... but such a pleasure when it's time for cuddles...

She already stole some chicken and went into the washing machine to eat it! Gawd I had forgotten a kitten is like a young kid! Ready for anything! :)

The devils do not know she's here already, and I just can't wait for their face when they discover the lil creature! :)

Under construction

I'm working on 2 new tat designs. They'll be located on my ermm biceps, yes.
My skin needs to breathe and talk again.

On one arm, I think about a lovely peacock, symbol of nature and sex.

On the other, a snake around an apple. Well the snake hasn't a very positive image as a tat, but it is part of my "freedom" symbols,

so there you go :)

.... oh, can't wait!

Flashy, trashy, yummy

Well, I used to wear only red or black for underwears. That was in my former life.

I found those in teenage stores. Hehe... well these colours are very me. The trash side of them, the weird contrast with my orange kind of hair... is totally exquisite to me :)

8cm of lil pleasure

New boots, been resisting for so long!
But a drama happened in Brittany: I broke my beloved pair, really broke them after 2 years of intense partnership!

So here are the new "working" boots, the ones I'll wear night and day when Autumn comes :)

Days are too short for a blog writer :)

July has gone like... pfffffffffffffffffft!

Work is being so intense... a part time job that would require full time I think.
No holidays this year, what a contrast with last year(s) in the hobbit house.

I've joined my babes several times in Bretonie but would not go there, in the hobbit house. Too many memories.

My devils are back in Paris (they came back 10 days ago). I run to work, come back quickly to take care of them. We spend much time at the swimmingpool, gotta help them learning how to swim better and better.
Yet, they gotta go to some "city" holiday camp. I have no other choice (sigh). But they enjoy it (happy sigh).

When they were in Brittany, I've been out all the time. Friends taking care of me, so precious and incredible. Gotta say I am almost a diva at the moment, refusing invitations again and again. Just no time! :)

Having 2 jobs, taking care of my babes, not forgetting sport and friends. My days are full. Too full to blog that regularly!

Tonight I've just finished a painting. Getting back to it, adjusting to my new crazy rhythm.

Oh in 3 weeks, we should welcome another kitty baby at home!!! She already gets a name, but shhhhhh... secret!

My babes are being wonderful, we make such a perfect trio. They're supportive, helpful and I try to give them back  much love and attention.

Just a quickie

I wanna update my bloggie, so badly!
But I've been hardly behind my screen lately. Last weekend I was in Bretonie, to spend 3 days with my devils. I go back there tomorrow. My only precious holidays, 2 weekends far from my beloved Paris.

There, I spend my time in my mom's house. I can't go back in the hobbit house, it's too painful, it's too much for me. I feel like in the twilight zone there. Last year I spent 2 months in that lil house I did love. Today I try to escape the memories it brings me. So strange.

Work is going fine. It's hard, really speed, but very interesting. When I leave, I jump in a bus, in a tram, in the tube to join my sport place. I'm never back home before 10.00pm lately.

I love life this way.

I'll bring back photos after my weekend in the wild wild west ;)