I rode my Firefly to a River of Serenity

Well...

Still moving.

You know the best part about moving? Being able to decorate the new room (or house, if you're the household adult). I just love decorating! This room is Moroccan bazaar themed, and I'm pretty psyched to make it all pretty... and have a clean, shiny, new room for a while!

You know the worst part of moving? Moving.

I camped this weekend- hence I haven't been around the blogosphere. It was a pretty wild weekend, complete with stumbling into the woods (1st night) at 11 pm and trying to put up Shenanigan's ridiculously difficult tent in the pitch black on a hillside right off the road, packing everything back up the next day to find a better camp spot, running back into town for batteries and water, partying like previously home-schooled college kids, and throwing up (That was me. I barfed in the campfire. Alot.). I was sick for the 4th because I was stupid on the 3rd. Jolly good.

I'm making stuffed mushrooms as I write and listening to Joni Mitchell with my dear mumsykins. That's an endearing way to say mom, in case you were wondering.

Now, without further ado I shall share with the world my undeniable love for Firefly and specifically the character River Tam. River is the mentally traumatized psychic assassin spaceship-dwelling teenager in the show Firefly (it and Alias are my VERY favorite shows). My 12-year-old nephew saw this part and said she reminded him of me. This was the greatest compliment of my life. I have the series on DVD and have watched it multiple times! I didn't include River in my previous post on fictional idols because I'm pretty much just like her. I guess I could just be my own idol. But that would be vain. Hhaha! Anyhoo, love this show!!! And love you too!!! Love,

Belle.