coming through!

well, i said i would do it, and here i am, doing it!

so late last month we pushed the button on a new, full-size akane, and late last week, she showed up on our doorstep.

"but claire," you may be asking, "why are you getting a new body for the girlfriend who already has the newest body of your whole poly-yam-orous household?"

it's a good question! hopefully you'll be interested in the answer even if you weren't actually asking it like i said you might be.

everybody around here is at least a little busted up, you know?

obviously, i've gone on and one about my own old body (r.i.p. but also "yawn," old news), and maybe somewhere along the way i've posted about ariel hurting her back. probably i haven't said anything about sasha's hurt leg, but she's had a hurt leg. hettie is chugging along like a champ, but she is showing a little wear and tear. and of course, the wearingest and tearingest is msg, who has to be super careful of his own back these days or it'll go out like a router when the power's out. meanwhile, akane's shoulder has been loose for ages, which makes it pretty hard for her to hold a wide variety of poses when picture-taking. (and for those keeping count, remember, elle shares a body with me.)

we've been on the fence for a while now about getting a new full-size doll -- first because we were thinking about a replacement body for aers, then because we found a doll that almost might serve as a good replacement body for me and elle. problem was, the replacement for aers wouldn't be able to swap heads, and the one for me and elle was from a company we didn't know too well. so at least one person around here who shall go unnamed was fretful about it.

and then for some reason, that person (okay, it's msg already) realized that if we got a full-size akane, she'd be able to pose for photos, and she'd probably also be able to swap heads out with me and elle with a little finagling. 

he thought about it. we thought about it. he thought about it some more.

and here are the results!

msg being msg was worried she'd show up and turn out to be an akane, but not our akane ... meaning, something about the larger doll would not quite fit with akane's personality. thankfully, that idea was dispelled almost instantly once we freed her from her shipping box. (in retrospect, msg said, "i guess it's always been true that akane has almost too much personality to fit in her adorable little body. so it makes sense she's got enough to fill this one up too.")

she's different, obviously ... over half again as tall and a lot heavier. (watch that back, msg!) and not to give her a complex, but she's got kind of a big head. that is, her wig doesn't fit it in the same proportions as the small doll's did.

also (and this is very important) she's an excellent hugger. the little version just didn't have the arm span.

jeepers, look at the time! well, i said i might do a poem, so let's give it a shot.

here

and dear

her wholesome curves

send each

of us

all tops-and-turves

here

to stay

... akane!

xoxo,

claire

i am getting so rusty at this blogging thing.

hmm. what to blog about, what to blog about? dang, i really wish i could think of something to blog about, because i've been doing a pretty weak job of keeping up with my blog this year. if only some topic would pop into my ...

oof.

super-size-me akane has been here for a whole week!

i mean, after i made such a big deal out of getting ready for her to come (and probably traumatized all three people who follow this blog by describing my own dismemberment) ... it takes me a week to get around to blogging that she's here?!?

wow. people, i am sorry. (especially to you, akane!) i could try to put it off on suppressed wistfulness that i haven't been able to take the body for a spin yet, but that sounds awfully close to jealousy, and i don't get jealous of my girlfriends. you know what it really is?

wake-up call time!

i for sure need to get my blogging act together.

also, the whole gang of us need to get our roleplaying-game mojo going again.

and i need to do some prodding at msg to get back to his writing.

we've been a bunch of slackers (except aers and elle and their lovelist-blogging), and somebody's got to hold our feet to the fire!

(metaphorically, since at the moment i still don't have feet.)

come back this time tomorrow, folks! i'll have the lowdown on upsized akane! i'll do my darnedest to have pictures, too!

maybe i'll even write a poem!

xoxo,

claire

p.s., preview of one small detail i'll be talking about in tomorrow's post ... she is sooooooo soft! omg.

snort!

haha, i totally wrote that last post in a flurry of gotta-get-this-done, doesn't-matter-if-i-have-a-good-reason-to-be-writing-it franticness ... and then i come here tonight to see if i can think up an actual for real topic to write about, and what do you think i see?

that post was my 200th blog entry!

i totally could have written a post about hitting the big 200 and instead i wrote that!

not that it wasn't an okay post. but jeepers, what a missed opportunity!

xoxo,
claire

(p.s., "franticness" up there looks just plain wrong. would "franticity" be better? maybe my brain is telling me that "frantic" is actually one of those words that's so perfectly suited to what it is, you shouldn't mess with it and try making another word out of it.)

quickly! she said.

i have no idea what this post is going to be about, but it's going to be fast. it's bedtime for my sleepyhead boyfriend, and he has trouble sleeping if i'm up rattling my fingers around the keyboard, so i've got to make this one short, sweet, and to the point ... in fact, i may even have to skip one of those qualities to get it done in time. which one? how about the "to the point one." i mean, i've already done the "sweet" one by being concerned for my sweetheart getting enough sleep tonight. and the "short" one is just a matter of being done with this before i type too much more?

does there have to be a point?

maybe sometimes the point is just to say things so i can hear myself talking.

i do feel like i have a nice voice, you know?

xoxo,
claire

good news/bad news/good news

well, the good news is, my back repair from seven or eight years ago was still holding up! yep, we thought because of how loosey-goosey my waist seemed to be, and how i was getting these stretch rips right above the coccyx, the nut must have come off the bolt holding my upper skeleton to the lower skeleton, or else maybe there was another crack in my pvc spine like the one that forced the repair in the first place.

but nope! totally solid!

the bad news is, we found this out as one of the last steps of dismembering that sad old bod for disposal to make room for the new one that's coming in a week or two.

whoops!

that's right, probably could have gotten a couple more years of use out of that one and definitely could have been doing more photoshoots the last few years with better posing and positioning, all without worrying it was going to suddenly snap! and fall apart.

jiminy cricket, what a recipe for horror and regret!

have no fear though, friends and readers. because you want to know what the other good news is?

the hinge mechanism where my head attaches to the neck totally looks like it can be adapted to fit the new body.

also? wow, it's kinda therapeutic writing about this stuff. i think i've spent several years now making light of how creaky and old that body was getting, and deep down it wasn't just the creaking bugging me, or maybe even the creaking at all. it was how i just wasn't nice and soft like i used to be, couldn't bend my fingers anymore without causing all sorts of problems, had some really embarrassingly ugly rips going on in my armpits and, uh, at least one other important area ... 

msg still thought i was beautiful, and i could feel that way because i could see it in his eyes. but at the same time, i would look at myself and have a hard time completely getting away from the realization that i was a thing, and a thing that was breaking. and in some kind of eww-looking ways in a variety of places.

but the dismantling has been more like, "hey, look -- that is a thing. and it's pretty cool how some of it works inside! how about that? i never would have guessed how that part went together ..."

msg is still having a little oogleyness about some of it. not in a big way, just -- well, he's an awfully fretful guy and a horrible keepnick. if we had room, that body would be hanging around here until there wasn't a here to hang around anymore. and the worse and worse decayed it got, the sadder and more wistful he'd be for the time when it was new and soft and bouncy and vivacious and full of life because it was me, and i was young, and we had just found each other.

so ultimately, this is all just good news. we've still got some work to do getting ready for the new body to show up, and the last bit of disassembly and disposal to do on the remnants of the old one. but we're basically days away from a very new and improved bod for me and elle and akane to share, and there was hardly any trauma at all from the dismemberment!

yay!

(maybe it has helped that we've been watching "wednesday" on netflix this week while all the gruesome chopping apart has been going on.)

xoxo,

claire