#husbeast

His second call today: "They have these little pancake things. They're ADORABLE and weird and like, tiny little poofie pancakes..."

Me, who writes about "Kerch" food way too much: "Oh, like poffertjes!"

Husband: "Like what?"

Me: "Like the Dutch, Kerch, little poofie pancakes."

Husband: "Uh yeah, they do sound like that."

Me: Launches into an explanation of breakfasts at the Van Eck mansion in my canon...

Husband, very confused: "Who? What? What mansion, baby?"

Me: "Nevermind, Six of Crows infodump. Just keep shopping."

Husband: "I love you. SO so much."

Me: "You know, I've never seen a miyazaki film, but I will say the art in Howl's Moving Castle looks beautiful."

Husbeast: "Yeah, their art is fantastic."

me: "Yeah, just like, the ambiance is really beautiful."

Me: *waiting patiently* *A couple of beats pass*

Husbeast: "YOU'VE NEVER SEEN A MIYAZAKI FILM???!!!"

Me: "Nope."

Husbeast: "You have to understand, this is like you telling me you've never seen Gone With The Wind."

Me: "I haven't seen that either."

If you read my fan fic, you might know that I have dubbed the second ship that Inej will be adding to her slaver hunting effort The Scourge. Well, my sweet Husbeast, KNOWING that I write about sailing ships and such, got me a small model ship. It was originally bare, burned balsa wood. I spent an inordinate amount of time in my studio, using dye, paint, and markers to individually color and detail each piece of this ship as I built it. I modded and made it unique. It took days and SO much patience. Tiny, fragile pieces got broken and fixed with glue. The rigging nearly made me cry. It's only just over 5" tall, but 8" from the tip of the bowsprit to the aft waves. But it's done and it is GLORIOUS.

I present the The Scourge...

Husbeast has this thing where will "wake up" enough to talk to me, but he really isn't awake, is often not coherent, and will NOT remember the conversation in the morning.

So as I am getting ready for bed, I get the sleepy, adorable giant Viking in my bed mumbling at me.

"I'm sorry I didn't get to the...." ::mumble::

"What, baby?"

"I'm sorry I didn't get to put the pins in the map for your..." ::mumble::

::?!?:: "What?"

"I'm sorry I didn't put the pins in tha map for the transformers..."

I move to get closer, wondering if that will somehow clarify things. I get a sleepy kiss. "What pins and what map, baby?"

"I'm sleepy, I didn't make sense."

::giggles and kisses his forehead:: "Well, yes. Why don’t you go back to sleep?"

"Yeah. Cause I'm sleepy."