Baby, Love!

Ya know, just because a gal's a goddess, it doesn't mean that she doesn't have...

NEEDS.

Fervent needs. Torrid needs. Downright lusty needs.

My cohorts on Mount Olympus and elsewhere, immortals tho' they be, certainly can relate, and they had quite a plethora and array of luscious mortals to choose from when the fancy took them. Of course, most of them ended up getting turned into laurel trees or constellations, and those were the lucky ones. The rest ended up falling off cliffs or turned into cows by raging jelly pantheonic spouses.

So, being a modern goddess and learning from history, I have selected and stuck by my current consort, local artistic genius and ardent flatterer. When he's not working on his own blog : http://thatgalaxynextdoor.blogspot.com, he's working his fingers to the bone creating a toothsome offering such as this:

"Impassioned"

Hyla J Tracy II, Copyright 2014

Now, that's how a fella does a tribute! 

This is the fourth in the rainbow of the Goddess's mood series, and while I have delighted in them all, I've gotta say, this one takes the cake! (and that other cake!) The colors, the hair, the, uh, personalities...it's all saying Hello, sailor. C'mon over here and provide a little worship, big boy. 

Plus, my boobs look fantastic.

So, if you'll excuse me, I've got to go grant some divine favors. Girl's gotta keep her worshipers happy, you know what I mean? 

Oh, I think you do.

FEEL THE WRATH OF MY LOVE!

Well, in case you didn't know (and why didn't you?) today is the sixth anniversary of the day My Darling and I joined hearts, hands, and bank accounts.

This was the only one without teddy bears I could find.

And in celebration of this auspicious occasion, my sweetie did indeed come forth, with both a fabulous anniversary gift, and the latest in his worshipful recordings of Yours Truly in my many guises.

BEHOLD!

Yea, tremble before The Goddess as she is thwarted, incensed, or just plain rubbed the wrong way! BEHOLD WRATH! COWER, YE WORMS, AND DESPAIR!!!!

Seriously, I adore this. Who hasn't felt this way, say, when the government is being held hostage by a delusion cadre of Tea Partiers who somehow equate "taxes" with "End Times", or when the damn cat will not stop opening the refrigerator, necessitating the placement of wedges, chairs, and heavy objects against the door and taking up a good third of the kitchen space, or when one comes to realize that half the people she has trained at work over the last six months have all vanished into the ether, resulting in an endless parade of more training stretching out into the bleak future?

None of us, that's who. But it is only I whose glorious and genius-endowed consort created a perfect visual representation of said emotional state, and it is your paltry yet inconceivably-generous-on-my-part good fortune that allows you to gaze upon it!

 

Now, some of you may celebrate your anniversaries differently. You may go for a carriage ride, or buy jewelry, or exchange stuffed animals. And that's cool. But just remember, none of you can be as lucky as me, with both an amazing husband and illustrated panoply of moods!

NOW SHAKE WITH FEAR AND WOE! BRING APPEASEMENTS AND SACRIFICE! FOR THE GODDESS IS WRATHFUL, YEA, AND THOU SHALT FEEL HER ANGER! 

Oh, and have a lovely day.

A Jubilant Goddess!

So, remember how I mentioned that my husband is awesome?

BEHOLD THE AWESOME!

Well, the feisty little bugger has continued to redefine the term! For he, in his infinite wisdom and humility, had created the second in his series of me, his patron goddess, in My Infinite And Varied Moods!

While my last incarnation was "Haughty", gazing upon the world and its environs with a detached and superior gaze, this one displays me in a more cheerful and perky mood!

Voila!

Everything's comin' up roses!

As you can see, this aspect is much more sporty and fun, from my fetching mini-toga to the bright pink with gold trimmings sash and background. After all, one can't be a contemplative and superior being all the time--well, one can, but one doesn't always have to dress/act that way. In the right moment, one can be cheerful, even euphoric, beaming down upon the mortals below, reveling in the sight of that *bookstore that shall remain nameless but rhymes with "Orders"* as it burns, burns, burns. 

Seriously, though, I just adore this. So fun! So cute! So enthralled with the momentary bliss and pain of mere mortals! Ah, I chose the right consort. 

So enjoy the current representation, kids! C'mon and party it up--ambrosia for everybody!

Goddess Makeover

So, you may have noticed something a little different about my blog.

You know,  it still looks like me, but better? Slicked up? More Goddess-y?

Well, there's a reason for that--I have the most awesome husband ever.

"Am I awesome?"

"Yes."

"How awesome?"

"The awesomest, sweetie."

"Yeah!"

My beloved and talented spouse had been promising for a couple months to draw some sketches of Yours Truly in my heavenly guise, and he's just completed the first one! It's the new background, as you can see, and I think it's just perfect.

There should be more coming fairly soon, to be put in the gallery at right, and of course I shall post alerts as each one shows up, as I am benevolent and wish to share the bounty of having a cool artist for a husband.

For now, enjoy my "Haughty" persona, far above you mortals and your petty concerns.  Others will be coming soon. I'm really looking forward to Wrathful.

I'm sorry the rest of you can't be me, but, Goddesses don't share. Still, no reason why you can't stand on the other side of the screen, wistfully viewing what cannot be yours. Enjoy!


All images copyrighted. See all my husband's awesomeness here: http://thatgalaxynextdoor.blogspot.com/