"grandma's wisdom was ageless"

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 19:39
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Me: I got hungry and dug out Grandma's recipes. I had not previously noticed the one called "canned string bean and pig innards casserole. The instructions are "dump open a can of string beans and cut open a pig."

Sister: WTF, Grandma.

Me: If you keep reading, it's a decoy meant to distract from the fact that it's really the recipe for a secret pineapple pie. A pie so secret we've never heard of it until now.

Sister: Yes, the deepest level of secrecy.

Me: Also, the recipe for her Jell-O salad says you can use either the small or large can of pineapple but "if it's the larger can, you can go ahead and eat some first." And includes instructions for how to fix it when you fuck it up.

Sister: Oh, that's useful. It's like Grandma knew her audience was gonna need that.
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I went to see The Killing (1956) on Wednesday by myself, and the double feature The Taking of Pelham 1-2-3 (1974) and Charley Varrick with A (person to be pseudonymed later).

The Killing was excellent noir, full of chiascuro and dutch angles, with a tight tight script, including the final escape with the money being foiled by airline safety regulations!

For the double feature, Eddie Mueller, who hosts Noir Alley on Turner Classic Movies if you have that on cable, was there to introduce both movies. Since the theme of Noir City this year is "The Big Knockover: Heists, Hold-ups, and Schemes Gone Wrong", the Noir Foundation included several movies that are strictly speaking outside of the classic Noir genre, but are classics demonstrating the evolution of heist movies. Thus, we had 'Walter Matthau night' with the double feature.

The Taking of Pelham 1-2-3 (1974) )

Charley Varrick )

And tonight, because I wanted to, I made Flemish Waffles from Everyone Eats Well In Belgium. I omitted the cognac, because making waffles taste of alcohol is pretty much a Do-Not-Want for me, but they were pretty tasty nevertheless, and I have a stack of waffles for breakfast for the week; I'm still getting used to my waffle iron, and it's a bit tricky to get it adjusted to be Just Crispy Enough. The waffle was especially good with the salted brown sugar peach jam I put up several weeks ago, and tomorrow I might try it with the rest of the black raspberry preserve I have open, or the pear compote. Maybe someday I'll get some pearl sugar and try the recipe for Leige waffles -- though I think I'd need a different waffle iron to actually get them perfectly right.

wherein Liz has a tiny culinary adventure

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 19:43
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Today Miss Cactus introduced me to the pawpaw (Asimina triloba), the largest native North American fruit. They are apparently one of the rare temperate members of the Annonaceae, or custard apple, family; most of the related species are tropical. She has a pawpaw tree growing wild in her new backyard, and therefore has more fruit than she really knows what to do with right now. (Pawpaws don't keep or transport terribly well.)

The outside of a pawpaw fruit is sort of leathery yellow-green-brown with lots of brown spots. The inside is creamy yellow with huge black seeds, easily removed. The texture is a bit like avocado crossed with banana, ranging from relatively firm to very mooshy/squishy, and the flavor is... hmm... kind of like banana-pear with a hint of lemon, maybe? Or mango-guava-banana? Hard to describe, anyway. It's very sweet and gets cloying rather quickly; one fruit would probably be most people's limit.

It turns out that I am mildly allergic to raw pawpaws, but not terribly so -- a single Benadryl tablet was enough to mitigate the reaction, and I didn't start getting excessive phlegm/throat-closing issues until I'd eaten nearly a whole palm-sized fruit.

I don't particularly need to eat another pawpaw ever again, but I hear they make pretty good ice cream (which I would readily believe) and they can be subbed into almost any recipe in place of banana. Miss Cactus said she used a bunch in a banana bread recipe this week and it turned out well, so. :)

Infinity's Daylight, Chapter 2

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 19:56
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Chapter Two

From the Eyes of the Father


I had been devastated when they told me that my back had been broken, that I likely would never walk again. I was the Fated Child. This couldn’t be happening to me. I had lost my beloved, my health, and my ability to walk in one fell swoop.


But I was never good at doing what I was told. That may have been why Mika told me that it would be in my best interests to learn diplomacy and husbandry and all the other things I had been avoiding for the last three years. We had no idea if the people would accept a crippled king. It was in all of our best interests for me to start proving myself a competent ruler, so that the nobles and Council would start to accept me.


Again.


But one thing I refused to accept was the idea that I would never walk again. I had feeling in my legs. That meant I could train myself to walk again, and train myself I did. In the meantime, I studied to be a doctor. I had a talent for healing, and I had already had quite a bit of training from my friend, Marissa. I had little else to do in those long, lonely days of immobility. Besides, I could be of use doing this. My grandfather, the King of Draeger, was ill.


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Zoooooo

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 19:47
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Went to the zoo today! It was a beautiful day. I didn't get any pictures because my ipod's camera sucks in the light, but Cal got lots of pictures. He'll post them on Facebook and then I'll download them and try to share them here.

I did not get a picture of the red panda. She wasn't feeling social today. I DID get a postcard of her. As I told the clerk in the gift shop, I was GOING to get a picture of a red panda one way or another.

I'm thinking about adopting an animal in Cal's name for Christmas or something. Need to think about it.

We went to an Irish pub for dinner. It was WORLDS better than the place we were at last night. I saw an advert for an Irish restaurant on the boardwalk and really, really wanted to go to an Irish restaurant instead of McDonald's. So we did. We went to an Irish pub. And then I ordered an Asian salad.

Chapter to follow. 

Happy Birthday, [personal profile] editrx!

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 19:35
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(Adjust numeral on cake as appropriate.)

Eva's party was a blast

2017-Oct-27, Friday 19:23
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She went to laser tag with 7 friends - damn, that's a long trip by bus! - and they loved it. One friend, who is diabetic, went in with a fairly high sugar count. Her mom showed me the tracker app on the phone a few minutes later - in at a high count, and it just plunged with all the running around.

The pizza and cake were both adequate, if not delicious - whatever, the kids were too hyped to care. The candles I got that advertised multi-colored flames really worked. OMG. They were just too cool. Everybody had fun, nobody got injured, and isn't that what you want in a party?

And then on the bus ride home Ana and Eva absolutely slammed the opposition in a friendly, respectful dialog* on the subject of abortion. So, yeah.

* It really was friendly and respectful, if a bit loud.

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2017-Oct-21, Saturday 18:09
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Black-footed kitten in case you need some cute today.

(I'm at an annual party where all our friends congregate and socialize, boardgame, and LAN game for 3 days and it's nice but GAH THERE ARE PEOPLE EVERYWHEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE)

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2017-Oct-21, Saturday 18:02
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Cordelia came home from school, did her homework, and then crashed in our room until we roused her at about 9:45 to get her into her own bed (Scott and I both using c-PAPs makes relocating for the night more difficult). She got up about 9:00 this morning after sleeping straight through.

Scott commented that he hadn't realized that getting less that four hours of sleep would hit her that heavily and that he wouldn't have insisted that she go to school if he'd known. I gave him a look of utter disbelief because I find it weird that he'd think that she wouldn't feel it. Also, he leaves an hour before Cordelia does, and I was prepared to overrule him on that if I thought she couldn't do it. If it hadn't been Friday, I probably wouldn't have sent her. Knowing that she didn't have to be anywhere before 5 p.m. today was a major factor in my decision.

I took down and washed the shower curtain because it had gotten to the point of being really nasty. I think we need to replace the bath mat, too. I've wanted to do that for a very long time, but Scott paid a lot of money for-- of all things-- a memory foam bath mat. I have no idea why he wanted that. It's not as if anyone stands there for long enough that it matters. Mainly, what the memory foam means is that it sucks in water and takes forever to dry. At this point, it's starting to smell, so I think I can get away with pitching it. It's really not washable unless I want to do it by hand somehow. Given that I hate the dratted thing... Well, it's not happening.

I'm kind of surprised that it didn't get to this point sooner. I think we've had it about three years. I just loathe it because the area in front of the tub is also the area in front of the sink. I despise having the wet squish under my feet when I go to wash my hands or brush my teeth or do anything that requires the sink. I've asked Scott to dry off in the tub so that the mat doesn't get that soaked, but it's apparently not something he can remember to do.

I posted another story in the House of Sulfur and Mercury sequence yesterday. It's short, just something I kind of dashed off that's set about thirty years after the end of We Are Where We Began. It will make zero sense without reading the earlier stories in the arc.

I haven't been doing formal announcement posts for most stories in this arc because I figure there's not a lot of overlap between between people reading here and people following that story. Am I wrong? Then again, I'm not sure how big an overlap there is between people reading here and people interested in any of the fic that I do formally announce.

I wrote between 800 and 900 words yesterday, some of it was the Amber story I mentioned above and some of it was a Weiss Kreuz story that I'm really hoping is near done. It's a one shot smut thing that's been in progress for years. I just wasn't sufficiently motivated before to really look at it and get it done. I think that right now I'm going to focus as much as I can on finishing some of the shorter WIP that are sitting on my hard drive. Of course, some of them are sitting because I have a suspicion that they want to grow into novels or even more than that in length. Others are sitting because I know there's something broken in what I've written so far but can't quite tell what.

The three stories I still might finish for [community profile] weissvsaiyuki all have their own difficulties. One needs massive amounts of description. One needs at least another 5000 words and has characterization problems in the parts already written. The third is the one I'm working on right now, and that... I'm concerned that the characterization is too far from canon. Then I remind myself that, working just from the anime, Schwarz doesn't actually have that much canon. There's a good bit pulled from other sources, but I can't always tell that from fanon, and, well, I tend toward divergent AUs anyway, so I probably shouldn't fuss about it. People don't read my WK fanfic for accuracy of canon voice and/or details. At least, I'd be very surprised if anyone does.

I try to be canon accurate when writing for exchanges but often play with backstory and characterization and such while writing for other purposes.

The day after the last

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 22:07
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The Last Day at work has come and gone. It was an experience of time stretching and jiggling and vanishing without warning.

Biking to work, I chose the longer path - the quieter one with much less traffic and more nature, and I pedaled and remembered and tried to memorized and then found myself slipping into a far more mundane mindset. Worrying about one more piece of bad news seen on Twitter. Thinking about the books I'd just finished. Flashes of annoyance at other cyclists and the not-quite-rain that slowly soaked my jeans and then vanished to leave me sweating in the rain gear I'd changed into under an awning.

In the office, I alternated between answering the kind of queries I've been dealing with for over four years now, and training my replacement, and tidying up my desk for the new PhD student who is starting on Monday.

I spent quite a while ripping out the wire spine of notebooks both big and small. All those to-do lists, all the meeting notes, all the bolded emergencies and quotidian scribbles that was the past fifty or so months all sunk into the maw of the confidential waste bin, down to the last page in my last notebook that had the day's tasks listed on it. The wires almost all went into the office bin, except one I sculpted into a scraggly heart and gave to my IT tech buddy who teared up back when I first told her I was leaving. (When I went up to turn my work pass cards in I saw it taped to the IT office door.)

There were the last of many thousand cups of tea and hundreds of lunches from the M&S and then the first of many hugs.

I wrote the traditional departmental farewell email, and teared up.

I cried hugging the postdoc who is one of the sweetest men I know, and then we laughed talking about his future puppy and my current cats.

I didn't cry hugging the director, but I was deeply moved that he took time out of a schedule I have tried squeezing meetings into often enough that I know how very full it is to see me and the young woman who is taking over my role in his office just to say goodbye to me and to welcome her. And yes, he did hug me, and I'm so glad I got the chance to thank him because I've always been grateful to work somewhere with such a positive and supportive culture. (My replacement was mildly astonished - she said on her last day, the director of her old department had popped in to ask her office a question and had blanked on her name...)

Somehow morning cycle and lunch and cleaning and hugs turned the day to evening and I was walking hand in hand to my wife to a pub - apprehensive and anxious because I am uncomfortable in pubs and dislike being the centre of attention - where she and I were both having our traditional goodbye drinks.

There were more familiar faces, including two professors and my manager and some of my favorite postdocs and it was a small but cheerful gathering at the end of the row of tables reserved by my wife's much bigger party and people kept wanting to buy me drinks and I forgot to be anxious as attention drifted away from myself and (half shouted - I still dislike pubs) conversations sprang up around the table and then there were hugs and farewells and the crowd thinned and somewhere along the line I got such an emotional series of hugs and parting words from my manager that I feared one of us would burst into more tears. I just didn't know which one of us it would be.

My manager... we've had a working relationship with ups and downs, from excellent teamwork to stormy misunderstandings, but I've always respected her for her sharp skills and professional dedication and done absolutely no socializing, but yesterday she hugged me with the kind of emotion I've only felt parting from my dearest friends.

Four hours passed in that dreamy way it does when strong emotions and drink mix, and I had some excellent conversations and some really boring conversations and really hit it off with one of my wife's favorite coworkers and then hunger (and pity for me) finally led my wife to take me home and I relaxed the control I'd been exerting over my seeming sobriety and sunk into giggly exhausted drunkenness that stretched into sleep and then nightmares and restlessness and left me kind of groggy with an emotional hangover and very real headache for the better part of the daylight hours today.

It only really cleared up with a walk outside carrying the cats in their carriers (we're getting them used to it for the move) and liberal applications of tea and Yuri on Ice (and then the Chihoko stage drama and some of the amazing FS programmes from the Rostelecom cup).

The suitcase is out.

Tomorrow I pack and leave.

Monday I'm back at work in Sweden.

Then more days and weeks and then that will be home, and it will be normal, and all of this will be a memory fading with time.

Write Every Day! October Day 21

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 23:30
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Just an alibi sentence for me in the morning, I've been too tired for more since my MIL left.
Edit 1: forgot that I finished the edit of my orig fic and sent it out after I got the second round of beta during the day.

Edit 2: I just noticed that since yesterday, the crossposts to LJ don't work any longer as the entry has become too large. Since nobody is reporting the tally on LJ, does anybody mind if I continue this on DW only?

Tally:
Day 1-14 )

Day 15 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] tinx_r, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (10/12)
Day 16 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] miss_morland, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (10/12)
Day 17 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] miss_morland, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (10/12)
Day 18 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (9/12)
Day 19 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (9/12)
Day 20 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] tinx_r, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (9/12)

Let me know if I missed you or if you didn't check in for a while, so I can add you. Of course joining the fun is possible at any point.

Things I will do today:

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 13:55
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Well, things I'm planning on doing today, anyway:

- Eat lunch. Self-explanatory.

- (Hand)wash my summerweight wool dresses and put them away. The putting them away part might actually happen tomorrow, since it takes a while to dry them.

- Run a load of laundry that includes my jeans so that I have the option of wearing jeans next week.

- Finish my Yuletide letter squeeing for goodness' sake

- Play a few hours of Stellaris (this isn't really a goal, just an acknowledgment that it's going to happen)

- Pick up some more things around my room

- Go to Home Depot and buy a hangar rack/crates for shoes? Maybe? Install those things? Put up shelves? Now we're getting into blue sky dreaming territory. Ha ha ha. (I have shelving units from Ikea I've been meaning to put on my walls since I moved in. That would be a good project too.)

Let's see how much actually gets done...

Saturday Yardening

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 15:52
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Today is partly sunny, breezy, and warm. 

We went out and looked at yardwork projects together.  We picked out a place to plant the big bag of bulbs, and Doug mowed that along with the paths in the prairie garden.  Since we're supposed to get some rain tonight and tomorrow, I'm waiting on that before planting them, so the ground will be softer.

I also picked up sticks around the house, since that yard will need to be mowed later.

Late monarchs are fluttering around the prairie garden.

EDIT 10/21/17: I went back out and dug up some toadstools so the south lot can be mowed.

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2017-Oct-21, Saturday 20:17
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- Logging into the tax return website always takes me about three times as long as actually filing a tax return. No login they have ever given me works from one year to the next. So now there is this system where instead of entering a password they sent you through the physical post, you have to login with someone else and prove that you are who you think you are by having a passport and knowing things about your credit history, and then eventually that website vouches for you and tells the government to let you pay tax.

- I haven't posted for ages. The apocalyptic weather day was ages ago now, but it was magnificent and I loved it. The colour was like I was literally inside an oil painting, but an oil painting that was anticipating something awful, and the weather itself was properly alien. It was windy but not really touching me. I loved it. It was genuinely like being under a massive dome on mars where they've terraformed and it's indistinguishable from real world earth, but except ENTIRELY DISTINGUISHABLE. I loved how a few hours later it went all sunny and fresh and pretended nothing was even happening.

- I wish Rita didn't roll in poo so very often.

- I didn't mind nothing happening in Mindhunter for a while, for like five episodes? I was fine when I thought it was building to something. But I've got one episode left now, and I'm just confused. There is no real story. When I say 'it's about two fbi agents in the 70s who realise they should study psychopaths to work out how to catch them so they do that', that is ALL IT IS. That's not like the scenario and then there's a plot I'm being secretive about. I'm being secretive about Olivia Dunham being in it, but that is all. I am too old for tv now? [I've been a bit harsh here. It's fine. It's very watchable. I just struggled to find the last episode, and then I was like 'Do I even need to watch it? Is ANYTHING even going to happen?' And then I wrote this. But like it's fine. It's not hopelessly overly self obsessed, and I suppose actually they have solved a couple of crimes and made up the phrase 'serial killer'. Those are things that happened. It's probably brilliant and I'm just soul dead.]

- This isn't a great article about the sad lack of episodic tv, but it's one of the things that I cling to articles about, so I'm just saying it exists.

Readathon!

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 13:50
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I will update this through the day rather than making separate posts, unless I actually have something to say about the books. But I've been reading not-nonstop-but-plenty since 8:05 AM, it's 1:45 now, and I am pleased with myself.

A list of books and some thoughts. )
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which I have been hiding from for nearly a year owing to its close temporal (and partially causal) association with my major mood dip at the start of the year.

Because I am in no way MASSIVELY AVOIDANT or anything, no why would you think that.

I will accept praise and validation.
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Okay, this guy is clearly in a state of confusion: I’m in a kind of love triangle and am so confused about what to do.

But, really:

It has got to a point now that I have told my girlfriend that we need to have a break so I can sort myself out. She has moved out and I do miss her a lot.... The space away from my girlfriend, I hope, would make me realise that she is the one for me and come back to her in a happier place where I feel I can be happy and give 100%.

Whereas she is probably busily blocking his number and any contact they have on social media and telling her friends not to pass any details on.

I mean, I think Annalisa Barbieri is right that probably neither of these women is The One and he is just trying to make one of them The One because he wants to Settle Down, but I do wonder if at least the girlfriend, if not the ex, is going to wait around for him to get his head together, and it's not so much a question of he should break up with both of them, but that he is likely to find himself broken up with.

Let him go, let him tarry:

caturday chores day!

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 08:44
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Looking ahead, next Saturday is a 5K, and the Saturday after that I will be on the AWESOME FLORIDA TRIP. Both of which I am super excited about! But it also means that today -- a totally regular, no events planned Saturday -- takes on a special glow as well.

What shall I do today? So many chores! (Not cooking; that's tomorrow. But I will clean things! And check things! And maybe do some trip prep!)

((Also I should go to the grocery store. This will... probably happen. I give it 70/30 odds.))

Some Places I have Been

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 08:24
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Create Your Own Visited States Map


We used to go on three week camping trips when I was a kid. We spend hours and hours driving to random places so we could see big statues of Babe the Ox and other weird roadside attractions. My dad loved that stuff. I look at the map and I can see oh, that's our trip out west. Those are the times we went down east and Dad refused to drive through la belle province. There's that Florida trip that was weird and awful.



Create Your Own Visited Provinces and Territories Map


There's still so much of my own country I need to see.

Poem: "Death Whispers at the Tip"

2017-Oct-21, Saturday 00:17
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This poem was written outside the regular prompt calls, inspired by the "teamfamily" square in my 5-29-17 card for the Pride Bingo fest. It has been sponsored by Anthony & Shirley Barrette. It belongs to the Polychrome Heroics series.

Warning: This poem deals with some touchy topics. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers. It features bald women, messy medical details, references to past cases of cancer, infertility, distracting visions of Amazon life, historic references to dubious consent and inane attitudes, fostering, failed conversions, frank talk about death, and other challenges. If these are sensitive issues for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before reading onward.

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Risk Everything for Family
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 5 of 14
word count (story only): 1507




:: Part of the Polychrome Heroics universe, the Mercedes story set, and picks up immediately after “Popping In,” continuing from Graham's viewpoint. ::




Aidan shrugged. “She's a foster child right now. That means that the psychologist at the relevant office will want to observe her several more times before the adoption is fully approved and legal. I know that she will need more therapy than they have time for in a dozen years, let alone one, but… I'm hoping that the two of you will be a good match, since I doubt that she'll be ready for preschool at four without a great many hours of effort from all of us.”

Graham nodded. “Okay, got it.” He pointed at Aidan. “Just so you know, I'm a lot harder to scare off than the feeble effort you're putting in here.”

“Feeble effort?” Aidan's eyes widened. Slowly, he began to snicker. “You're even braver than I suspected.”

“Brave, perhaps reckless, but definitely focused and determined,” Graham agreed, sticking out his hand. “I am also firmly on your side and Saraphina's. Truce?”

“It wasn't a conflict, or even a full-scale test,” Aidan admitted, clasping forearms with the blond. “Friends,” he offered.
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2017-Oct-20, Friday 21:29
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[personal profile] echan
I've been working on physical, non-digital, art. Paper, canvas board, acrylic medium. Cut up comic book panels into mashed together scenes. It is an exercise in humility and frustration. I'm fairly good at the planning parts, but my technique for the assembly sucks. It is easier to accept the limits of physical tools than digital ones, and not assign everything to personal faults. But I still often question if I'm using the right tools, if the paint knives would be more useful if I wasn't using them wrong, if there's something different I should be doing with the acrylic to keep it from drying quickly in the worst ways.

I set myself up for stumbling, even failure, in so many ways. I read tutorials grudgingly at best and resent the way they all skip over so many details about why and what else, the explanations are too narrow to trust. I do try different techniques, but rarely on scrap or waste material. The idea of proper scrap/trash is a concept uncomfortably close to luxury -- to have so much of something that you can waste some deliberately. Winging it is perfect for making something that works, but also guarantees rough edges and parts that make you cringe.

I should get the completed pieces scanned, for documentation, but I haven't managed to find a good way to do that yet. Selling prints is not an impossible plan, but feels even more out of reach than any other part of this -- who would want a mediocre print of a questionable scan of a piece of crappy art?

I make things that disappoint me and are mostly useless, but I do it anyway. I wonder if this qualifies as mindfulness, or some kind of monk-like devotional practice, or just pointless stoicism.
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My phone tells me that I climbed 51 flights of stairs today.

But on the plus side, everything I don't plan on tossing from Old Place is now in New Place, and I drove a large van in freaking Brooklyn and didn't damage anything (a true first for me driving rented vehicles in a city!).

My nephew is worth his weight in gold, and I am so glad we get to reconnect like we are.

A good day.

Archaeology Day!

2017-Oct-20, Friday 23:19
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[personal profile] elanya
....is tomorrow, wooh!

We're giving public tours of work. And by 'we' I mean me, because I'm the only one who currently works there who can do it.

The ED at the museum sent around a schedule which had me doing 2 tours between 10 and 4, and that seemed reasonable.... but the one that got send out has *four* tours, which is too many, and I never got to see that one. I basically have a 15 min break between them, assuming the don't go over time (I won't have to say as much about the scanning since the museum has coopted that, which I wasn't actually consulted about, really, but whatever.) Anyway, I did volunteer but I would much rather be at the larp event this weekend and it doesn't seem likely that I will get a ride out there afterwards, assuming I even am still keep on that after like 4 hours straight of talking to strangers :p

I did some dyeing tonight for dad's scarf but I'm not super sure about it. a: I didn't mordant because I was under the impression that with walnut it isn't super necessary. b: I didn't leave it as long as I might because one of my dye batches smelled *really* gross (made from moldy walnuts. The one from the walnuts from last year smelled pretty good, actually!) And the yarn did *not* take up the dye well at all. And the old bath was much more exhausted than I thought. Still, I have a light brown and a pale brown and they will still probably make a nice contrast. I just don't know if dad will wear them I guess I'll see what it looks like when it is dry.

I might go right to bed, but I did want to try spinning a little bit each day, for practice and to build up my hand strength. So maybe I'll do that for a bit, and then bed.

FTR: the thing at work *is* really broken, but I didn't have time to try and fix the 3D printer.

Today's Adventures

2017-Oct-20, Friday 22:12
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Today we saw the Ikebana exhibit at Krannert.  It was small, but very pretty.  It's worth going if you're in Champaign-Urbana or very close, but not worth a longer drive.  Only the demonstration is listed on the website, but the free exhibit is open Friday-Sunday.  They had many things in styles I recognized, and a few plants I'd never seen before.  Also a style I'd never seen before: bark, metal, and flowers all glued to a flat board.  That was pretty cool.  There were several of the classic spiral vases with two openings.  My favorite, however, was an arrangement which used a big silver dryer hose curled into the same spiral -- simultaneously referencing the very old spiral vase and modern Japan's tech base and love of all things robotic.  It was just SO JAPANESE.  But I bet it's like the Hokusai wave, nobody will get it for a few decades and then suddenly it will be the most Japanese thing EVAR.

I couldn't help think of Terramagne.  People there often weave their hobbies into work.  If you go into a business, you may see the owner's collection of china plates over the door.  Things like flower arranging are often done by clubs, where you can pay a higher fee to take it home to display in your house or business, but a lower fee if you just want to make something fun and then it goes to a library or hospital or women's shelter where lots of people can enjoy it.  And all that stuff gives folks something to talk about as they go through their day.  "Did you see the new painting in Burger Bash?  Carrie's son did a giraffe this time." "Yeah, he's getting really good."

We visited with my parents and dropped off a batch of poetry, already sponsored.  I don't know whether I'll have time to post this tonight or wait until tomorrow.  You can look forward to "Death Whispers at the Tip," "Capable of Stretching," and "A Moment of Atonement."



For supper, we went to a new Japanese restaurant in Danville called Fujiyama.  I am only somewhat a fan of Japanese cuisine -- I love sushi but can't each much of it -- and not at all a fan of flaming tables.  This place greatly exceeded my expectations.  First, the performance area is separate from the regular dining area, so that was a big relief.  People who want excitement can get it without bothering people who want to relax.  \o/  Second, the menu has lots of tasty things to choose from.  I picked out two different appetizers to fill up on (pork dumplings and coconut shrimp) and then had a piece of the sushi that other folks got (California Roll, Spicy Volcano Roll, and Bayridge Roll.  Where things really got interesting: they will make "reasonable substitutions" in the sushi constructions if there are things you can't eat; replacing avocado with cream cheese is a standard  substitution.  :D  I have never found a sushi place that would change anything, they all acted like their recipes were dipped in gold or something.  So if you are looking for a special-diet-friendly sushi place, check out Fujiyama.

My father sent home a bag of 30 bulbs, which at a quick glance seem to be a random mix of tulips and daffodils.  I think I will plant them in the prairie garden en masse.

See "Molly Beans: "Assessment"

2017-Oct-20, Friday 21:23
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 I love this episode, especially the fanservice in the final exchange.

[MA, gastronomy] Moar Ghoti?

2017-Oct-20, Friday 20:51
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Locals,

I have a friend coming from out-of-town – from one of those more landlocked places – who would like to go out for seafood. I'm abashed to admit, my answer to the question of where I go for seafood around here is "New Hampshire", which is not compatable with our plans. I am nursing a grudge against Legal, and just about all the places I used to go are out of business.

They're a foodie, will be staying in Somerville, and will be getting around on the T.

Where should we go?

Infinity's Daylight, Chapter 1

2017-Oct-20, Friday 20:16
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Chapter One

From the Eyes of the Son


“-and you have no idea how I feel about this, Mom. You know where my father’s at!”


“Yes, I do.” She was still calm, as she always was when I was this angry. It infuriated me. “Gareth, this isn’t the right way to handle anything. If you wish to see your father this badly, I’ll see what I can do, but you’re having a temper tantrum now. I’m not taking you anywhere when you’re like this.”


I couldn’t remember what had sparked this argument. It was something that came up with fair frequency now, especially when Rae, my foster father, did something to anger or hurt me. I knew he loved me and didn’t do these things on purpose. But neither he nor my mother ever made any attempt to hide the fact that he wasn’t my father, and it was beginning to become unbearable. “I don’t understand why,” I growled, trying to force myself to calm down, “you haven’t taken me to see him yet. I am fifteen years old, Mother. I have a right to know my own family!”


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Well...

2017-Oct-20, Friday 20:05
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We're in Wildwood. We're in our hotel room.

...

... actually, glorified walk-in closet. It has no climate control but a window-mounted AC unit and a space heater. The bed has a Mohs hardness of a diamond and the deadbolt doesn't work. If we were going to be here longer than two nights we would've raised holy hell but neither of us particularly wants to deal with that.

Zoo tomorrow, whee.

We went to a "pub" for dinner. I had "Blackened sea scallops with bleu cheese and raspberry vinaigrette" and upon seeing that went, "Oh, I've gotta see this." I wish I hadn't. I have the desire to call Gordon Ramsay on them now.

Next chapter of Infinity's Daylight to come. I'll post one a day until I've caught up with Tumblr then follow the same posting schedule as for Tumblr.

Poem: “Unsheathe”

2017-Oct-20, Friday 17:45
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take your hands out of your pockets
touch the world
let your edges tingle
awake
primed to be

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access

2017-Oct-20, Friday 16:51
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I cleaned up my circle a little bit. Mostly I just removed accounts that haven't been updated in three years or more but if you are still here and reading, or if I clicked the wrong thing and removed you in error, let me know and I'll fix it. ♥

(no subject)

2017-Oct-20, Friday 14:10
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I discovered a new toy from Mary Robinette Kowal's twitter and a friend of mine: 4 The Words and I may never surface again. You fight things and get loot and do quests by writing. That's it. It's perfect. And it has a file save and rudimentary word process system so you don't have to worry about copying it over after (although I do, mostly). I've already written almost 2k worth of background for Jude. It's amazing. ETA: My referral code: QOQOY08535 and NEVER HEAR FROM ME AGAIN.

Promptly following this adrenaline rush I had an unwelcome adrenaline rush of someone has already written this novel. Because literally on two major points, an upcoming YA trilogy was announced that's very very similar to Starlight and I just want to scream. I know it's not necessarily that much of an issue, especially if I don't read it until the second book is drafted and the first book is edited, but ... it hurts? If that makes any sense, it feels like I did all this work only for someone to get there first and better and more shiny and definitely with more publicity money behind and I just want to curl up and cry because all my work is useless anyway.

Which means instead I will do day jobligations, scream in private about the particulars to private friends, talk vaguely about my feelings in public so other people can know this is a common feel, and work on the writing projects in front of me because I know that comes from a place more of emotion than of reality and I know how to deal with it. Yes? ... yeah. It's not even that hard to refocus myself after the first bout of screaming. Being properly medicated, healthy, and not worrying (too much) about money helps a lot.

... What does not help is being so goddamn tired from packing for the fiber show and then now it turns out I need to contact my doctor to get my hormones (BC) refilled and I'm already PMSing something fierce and I kind of just want to burst out crying. At least I have a fair bit of lead time before I'm desperate for the pills but fucksake can't anything be easy or simple ever? I want a higher level adult to come take care of things until I feel rested. Or at least until I've slept 8-10 hours.

Well. I've gotten things done, things are mostly packed, I will come in tomorrow just to pack up the show yarn and then go home, the show is pretty much prepped for as much as it's going to be, and so work should be somewhat less fraught for a while. I hope. Which means energy to do all the other things at home and with writing, as they come up. Or not, since I think the next major deadline is just having things set up for Nanowrimo. Buuuut I do enjoy the writing stuff and to an extent even the cleaning stuff. SO, eh. Hopefully after the weekend and the Monday or Tuesday coming up I will have more energy, feel rested, etc etc, and maybe I won't sulk as much about needing to sleep 7-8 hours like an average person.

(I think what I need here is an icon of sulking.)

Write Every Day! October Day 20

2017-Oct-20, Friday 23:22
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I might not manage to catch up with comments over the next days, and just post the daily entry. Tomorrow's my mother-in-law's birthday, so we'll be first going out for dinner with her, then we have coffee at our place with my mother joining us, and in the evening I need to cook and bake for friends coming to visit on Sunday for a Munchkin and Cards Against Humanity half day. I've spent most of today with shopping, baking, and cleaning, and still have to clean the bathroom. *g* At least most of the house is clean enough and it smells deliciously of apple cake.
A handful of words from this morning from me so far; I might add a few more later, depending on how tired I'll be.

Tally:
Day 1-14 )

Day 15 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] tinx_r, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (10/12)
Day 16 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] miss_morland, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (10/12)
Day 17 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] miss_morland, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (10/12)
Day 18 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] cornerofmadness, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (9/12)
Day 19 on DW: [personal profile] auroracloud, [personal profile] esteliel, [personal profile] fangirlishness, [personal profile] navaan, [personal profile] shopfront, [personal profile] sylvanwitch, [personal profile] trobadora, [personal profile] ysilme (8/12)

Let me know if I missed you or if you didn't check in for a while, so I can add you. Of course joining the fun is possible at any point.

The Secret Conspirator

2017-Oct-20, Friday 15:56
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The Exorcist and Red Dawn have something in common.
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7 things make a post

2017-Oct-20, Friday 21:26
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1. We spent a pleasant low-key weekend in Todmorden with my mother and stepfather for Charles's birthday / their wedding anniversary. The only niggle was the mild cough I had before going turned into a horrible cough and I got very little sleep on the Saturday night, so my patience etc on the journey home was ... limited. We got home with no-one murdered though.

2. I love my Yuletide assignment and have a plot bunny gently growing. It's going to be pretty niche and I don't care, so long as it works for the recipient.

3. Thanks to the aforementioned cough, I missed morris practice last week - so frustrating given my fears about falling out of it - but I managed it again this week, and it is still very happy making. (I am so, so unfit compared to all these older women, but they are all so pleasant and welcoming.)

4. Charles was away this week with the school residential outdoor activity week with PGL. It was a bit of a challenge for him being away from home and his usual routine, but he seems to have mostly enjoyed it, and enthused at me about climbing and rifleshooting and archery and a few other things too ... It is good to have him back; and now it is half-term.

5. I had my flu jab this week, and the children had their flu sprays last week (I am a bit envious of them, but the nurse at my GP surgery is really very good about doing jabs quickly and with minimal pain). Flusurvey has started up again and are keen for more participants if any of my UK subscribers aren't already doing it and would like to.

6. It seems like half my reading list already posted about the #PullTheFootball campaign to require a congressional declaration of war before the US President can launch a pre-emptive nuclear strike.  But in case you didn't see it, that link has actions, phone numbers and a script for US citizens (the rest of us can just help by sharing it with US citizens ...)

7. Clipping wrote the soundtrack for a new TV show, The Mayor, and tracks from it are being released weekly onto Spotify and iTunes.  I couldn't find an official Spotify playlist so I made my own and am adding the new tracks each week as they get released - TWO this week for a Halloween-themed episode.  The show's premise is that an up-and-coming rapper stands for mayoral election as a publicity stunt for his music career and accidentally wins. I love this idea, but can't find a way to legally watch the show from here; anyway I am really enjoying the musical output.

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. . . I probably would, too. Some of the time, anyhow.

Snagged from [personal profile] rahirah:

Tattoos: No
Surgeries: tonsils out; gall bladder out; plate put in broken arm
Broken bones: See “broken arm”, above
Shot a gun: Yes, once.
Quit a job: Yes
Flown on a plane: Yes
100+ miles in car: The nearest town with a proper stop light is a 100-mile round trip from here, so yes. Often. (Also once across the width of the US from Virginia to California, in midwinter when all the passes north of the southern border were closed due to snow.)
Gone zip lining: No
Watched someone give birth: No, unless doing it myself counts
Watched someone dying: No
Ridden in an ambulance: Yes
... Canada: Yes
... to Europe: Yes (well, England, which counted at the time)
... to Washington D.C: Yes
... to Florida: Yes
... to Colorado: Yes
... to Mexico: Yes
... to Las Vegas: No
Sang karaoke: No
Had a pet: Yes
Been downhill skiing: No
Gone snowboarding: No
Ability to read music: Yes
Rode a motorcycle: No
Rode a horse: Yes, once.
Stayed in a hospital: Yes
Ride in police car: No
Driven a boat: No
Seen a UFO: No
Been on a cruise: No
Run out of gas: Yes
Eaten sushi: Oh, yes.
Seen a ghost: No

Spam spam spammity-spam

2017-Oct-20, Friday 19:39
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Or, I have just been followed on Twitter by 3 people who are the same person, and I do not think there is anything holy about having 3 Twitter identities which are all touting your book/s.

I am also mildly beset by people who, having by some means or other found my website, and discovering something there moderately pertinent to their interests (sometimes, I swear, it is Just One Word in the middle of text), email me offering to 'contribute' or begging me to link to their pages, or add in their link collections, without actually considering what the various bits of my site are doing.

E.g. on my - not even this year's, several years back - listing of my Quotations of the Week, is one which alludes to [problem] - which I probably posted originally because it was neatly turned and complete in itself and not because I have an overwhelming interest in [problem]. This is really not an appropriate venue for a link to somebody's site which is All About [Problem]. Point Thahr Misst.

Indeed, more or less equivalent to, if I had the famous quote attrib Mrs Patrick Campbell re the hurly-burly of the chaise-longue, sending me their list of links to custom makers of high quality chaises longues.

And they do not give up: there is one person who has been positively badgering me, even though I have ignored their email except to mark it as junk, because, for extremely personal reasons, I have a link to a UK charity dealing with [condition], to add in their set of links relating to [condition] which seem entirely US-related, several of them dealing with issues around healthcare which are still - so far - irrelevant in the UK context.

My site is a small, personal, and carefully curated site dealing with various interests of my own and not exactly inundated with hits, except when some media outlet links to certain pages.

Y O Y?

New Worlds: Mourning

2017-Oct-20, Friday 11:18
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October's theme continues with a discussion of mourning customs. Remember, if you become a Patreon backer, you get a photo every week -- and at higher levels, the opportunity to request topics or read behind-the-scenes essays!

I still exist

2017-Oct-20, Friday 11:14
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[personal profile] subbes
Wildfires last week. We are all safe.

Mediation turned into restorative justice. I’ve been journaling it out, offline.

In this weird place where my twitter account has 1800 followers but I feel like nothing I tweet is of any importance or value, so I’m surprised when something I post gets retweeted and people pay attention to it.

(no subject)

2017-Oct-20, Friday 13:54
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Cordelia got home about 1 a.m. I think she enjoyed the concert (Imagine Dragons) in spite of several anxiety spikes. It means that she and I each only got about three and a half hours of sleep. I let her go to bed without even brushing her teeth. My impression is that they'd have been back here a good bit earlier, but they got stuck in the parking structure for more than half an hour after the concert.

I went back to bed after Cordelia left for school. I slept another three or four hours (not sure when I actually fell asleep). I still want more sleep, but Cordelia will be home in an hour.

Rumors where Scott works are that there may be an opening for a supervisor on third shift. If there is, he wants to apply and thinks he has a good chance of getting it. Both of us have mixed feelings about it, but getting a supervisory slot on either second or third shift is the only path to advancement from where he is. The times he's applied for jobs off the factory floor, the decision has always come down to him and one other person who has supervisory experience. Even when supervisory experience isn't relevant for the position, it matters. The fact that supervisors make more money matters, too, but they get more mandatory overtime to go with it because there has to be a supervisor there if anybody's working.

It would mean that he and I would never sleep at the same time and that he'd no longer see Cordelia for that little bit of time before school (he never used to when she was getting up for a later start time). Another downside is that he and I wouldn't intersect for meals very often-- I'd eat breakfast before he got home and both lunch and dinner while he was asleep. I'd need to alter my daytime activities a lot so as not to wake him when playing music or watching DVDs. He thinks that I can do more than I did while he was on that shift temporarily, but we'd have to experiment a bit to find the parameters.

He did tend to get more sleep when he was (temporarily) on third shift and so would be more awake/energetic in the evenings, and it meant being able to deal with his medical appointments without taking time off.

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