Ok. So.
Once BD gets the kitchen cleaned up, I'm going to make brownies, and I think a batch of empanadas filled with spiced ground beef and cheese. And maybe monkey bread, but we have to go get yeast if I do that.
Well, I know what I'm doing tonight.
Lunch today was nice. grilled chicken breasts with gravy, oven roasted potato chunks tossed in vinaigrette herbs, broccoli and cauliflower in cheese sauce, and homemade bread rolls. I only wanted about half of my normal, though, and wonder what is up with that.
Tomorrow we are having the coven over for a discussion group thing, since it is the full moon. I'll cast a circle, and catch the energy and we'll purpose it for the various concerns people are having with illnesses and finding jobs and such.
I can't wait to get my own computer again. For one thing, since I don't now have my hands in dishwater constantly, my nails are growing out, and I like this. Bear's keyboard is stiff as hell, and I can't get the shift key to work properly. So I'm really typing slower and actually seeing a bend in the nail of the little finger left from trying to put enough pressure on the damn shift key to get it to do it's job. Grr. And I can't write like this.
Otherwise, life is good, and I am happy.
- Getting me organized.
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alexandralynch- June 5th, 17:06
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- alexandralynch
- June 4th, 20:10
Quad.
Plus male pain-and-service sub who is going to come weekly and do my heavy cleaning. (smile)
Plus R and L.
My computer has left me, to go to someone and see if it can be salvaged at all. I am on Bear's computer now. (It is Not Right.) But when Kitten comes up Friday, she is bringing to me a New and Better Computer. So that works out. I'm very tired, and don't quite know why, but I think it's because I missed my nap.
- Terrorist assassinates man in church....
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- alexandralynch
- May 31st, 20:07
angry
www.nytimes.com/2009/06/01/us/01tiller.html
There was a clear pattern of attacks designed to intimidate him, the people who worked with him, and his fellow citizens.
I have a sinking, sad, cynical feeling that though there are savage laws in place to prosecute those who commit acts of terror within the US, they won't be used in this case.
- This and that.
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- alexandralynch
- May 24th, 11:22
It's a very interesting state of affairs when ten milligrams of Valium and a hundred milligrams of Tramadol only leave me inclined to sit still but able to carry on a vivid, sparkling conversation.
Note to self: Get Your Fucking Muscle Relaxants!!!!
But I got to sleep through 2/3 of that part of my period, so that was a good thing.
I have a new monitor. It's very big, to my perception. I went from a 14" conventional to a 20" flat panel. Takes some getting used to, but I like it. This will also eliminate the cat jumping on top of the monitor.
We will, in a little while, go see about food, the three of us. Otherwise, it is just quiet and everyone is staggering around going "Gah. Morning sucks. Bleah." Normal, twenty minutes after waking up. I think if Kitten had been a morning person, I couldn't have stood it.
- How Not To Do Your Job.
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- alexandralynch
- May 22nd, 19:25
hungry
I keep the phone book on the paper desk (as opposed to the one holding the computer) because, every now and again, I need a phone book. I am very not fond of the phone, but I accept it as a necessity of modern existence. I think it is one of my autistic elements. Because it rings suddenly, and then you have to talk to someone when you weren't expecting it. But sometimes I have to call someone, or a business, locally, and I need the phone book, and what the hell they give us one free.
Today has been a very bad day. I expected that, since I went to bed at 8 am. And so, I decided that what would help was a local specialty called a wrap-up, which is a hybrid between a pizza and a sandwich. I like the one that is essentially a deluxe pizza folded in thirds and baked. Bear likes the one that is salami and ham and all that sort of thing. I knew that if I called and got the pizza one, and Bear came home and found I had done so, he would be very upset. So ok, order him a salami one (reheat when he gets home) and me a pizza one. And a two-liter of Diet Coke, as I am out and am going to need the caffeine to get through til normal bedtime.
Ok, I live in Anderson. There are listings for the restaurant in Chesterfield, Muncie, Winchester, Pendleton, and Hartford City....but none of the ones in Anderson. And I know damn well there's one about a mile away from me, I saw it yesterday when we went to the post office. This restaurant has been here since I've been a small child. Why the hell is it not in the phone book?
Of course, finally I did what is sensible to do. I got online, googled "Pizza King Anderson IN", found the website of the company, and thus found the phone number, in about a minute and a half. And they are baking my nice big hot sandwich as we speak.
I think I will put the phone book up on a shelf for just in case. Screw it.
- Massive giggles
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- alexandralynch
- May 22nd, 10:57
amused
There is no way that a two year old girl leaping on her papa with the words "I a LION! Grrr!" is not massively and profoundly cute.
Especially when he plays along and they are rolling round on the floor being very fierce lions at each other.
- A little glimpse
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- alexandralynch
- May 22nd, 4:17
contemplative
of how the novel runs. Sex, death, love, and God. All the classics, right here. Not work safe for vigorous you-know-what-ing being termed just that in good old anglo-saxon.
( Read more... )
N.B. David and Ithel are half-brothers. David is legitimate; Ithel is illegitimate but acknowledged by his father.
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There was a bit later in this scene where I wrote some stuff that scared me a little, in terms of its tones. It's not that it introduced something new, because I knew David was going to promise Not To Be Anything Like His Father (and we all know how well THAT generally turns out, don't we, ladies and gentlemen?) but I think because if you do a liminal moment really well it's uncanny. But honestly, when he swore it, I could hear Fate chuckling, gently and cruelly. It will be interesting to see if my WIP readers hear Fate as well.
- Cat tales....
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- alexandralynch
- May 20th, 1:27
Bear has too many socks for his sock drawer. This generally occurs when he has put Things That Are Not Socks in the sock drawer, and said accumulation of TTANS have grown to a point at which the drawer must be cleaned out, and this is indeed the case. In the short term, however, having let the laundry build up and then doing it all at once resulted in a collapsing nylon basket full of balls of socks. Needing to have it out of sight for a party, I put it in the office under my desk, in the kneewell.
Earlier today, I heard an odd rustling sound. I turned round to see Cameline in the sock basket. She likes baskets and nooks, so I was not surprised, but she was treating the sock basket like a child in a ball pit...burrowing in, rolling around, coming up with a ball of socks perched on her head, etc. She did this for about five minutes, then went to sleep in it. Odds are that being a cat, she will never do it again, but I hope I'm there to enjoy it again when she does.
We bought a cat flap today, and intend to make a panel to install it in, and then will close said panel into the sash of the window, and the cats will have access to the cat deck without us having a draft of either hot or cold air coming in.
- I don't want to say it too loudly
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- alexandralynch
- May 13th, 22:04
but I think my computer is going to behave itself again.
This is fine with me, of course. I have realized, however, that I need to de-trash the desk top again.
Very high pain day. Ye gods. NOT fun at all. AND I woke up with a pulled muscle in my neck. How the hell do you pull a neck muscle while asleep?! I mean, really. (sigh)
And the phone died, so we have to go buy a new one tomorrowsince it is payday. I want to get one with speakerphone and put it in the kitchen so I can get shit done while talking to my sister in Alabama.
I suspect I will be going to bed fairly early, because getting up at eleven am won't do tomorrow, and I really think that after a day of wet and blah, Bear will not be up for doing stuff after work beyond showering and falling down ded.
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- alexandralynch
- May 12th, 21:47
My computer is down again, so I am sharing time on Bear's. I am so spoilt with my own that I can just leave logged into stuff, have links where I want them, etc. Blah. I may be having to go look at a new CPU. This really doesn't surprise me, and is why all the really important stuff is on a stick drive.But I am currently not-so-present as I was.
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- alexandralynch
- April 30th, 0:25
To be finished yet tonight:
Get the dishes from the dinner party all the way done. (Am soaking roasting pans.)Figure out where you're going to put the group altar table before you use it as it is oak and will bite shins readily.It is originally a coffee table, and can live there again for a few hours.
Have also: Roasted a pork roast with homemade apple wine and tarragon Roasted a beef roast with red wine and garlic and onion and black pepper Sliced both and vaccum bagged with some pan juices for moisture. Made gravy off the beef broth, bagged it and put away. I am waiting for the freezer to do its thing on defatting the pork broth, and then I'll do something with it. And I have to wait for the bread to cool so I can wrap it up and put it away for Saturday. It got a bit overdone on top, but as it is monkey bread those bits can just be taken off. And I have a lot of dishes to do, and some uniforms of Bear's to hang up. However, I think a nap is called for now....
To be done Thursday:Get up before eleven in the morning and call the pharmacy and reup the Ambien.Go to the grocery stores in town, and put away the groceries. Didn't get to Kroger yet, but we can do that tomorrow.Eat lunch out.Lemon Drop, onionburger, yum.Make bread for ritual on Saturdayand wash up.
To be done either Thursday or Friday, but definitely by Saturday:
Unearth the group altar table from under the marquee tent and get it upstairs.
Find the undercloth and the altar cloth and the various items for the altar dressing, so you aren't running around like a mad thing trying to find them later on.
Iron your robe.
Delve (gods help me) into the chaos of the walk in closet, and find your crown and Bear's box that has got his Native ritual impedimenta in it so he can put some of it on for priesting.
Print out and mark up the rituals.Write up a basics of ritual protocol handout.
Saturday:
Clean the bathroom
Set up the main altar and the quarter altars.
Cook lunch and clean up.
Hope like hell everyone is here for the right reasons so this goes well.
Lead Beltane celebrations.
Put the house back to normal before bed.
Sunday: Do some precooking and vast quantities of laundry.
So I get to collapse Monday, right?
- Yay!
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- alexandralynch
- April 29th, 11:53
tired
Points of Yay!
1) Had healing treatment from a friend that put my back back where it should be, instead of having to pay a chiropractor.
2) Cooked five elaborate meals and three desserts and had none fail or require heroic rescue measures.
3) Can stand and walk today, am just pretty damn tired. (Not full on exacerbation OMG!!!)
4) I have a sister. This sister and I are very close in age, grew up together as each other's best friend, and probably lived together when we just got out of college, and she came to visit and brought her new boyfriend, and it was just nice and glowing and fun as it always is. At least, that's what it felt like. The reality is that I have been talking to her for six years on internet and phone and never met her face to face til now. And it wasn't awkward or laden with tons of squee, either. Just, "Oh, it's so good to see you again!" gentle warm happiness.
5) Took the lift out of my shoes as it suddenly was not right any more. Didn't throw anything away, but have done a lot of standing and walking and apparently the lift isn't necessary any more.
So lots of yay, and now onto preparations for Beltane, and a MOUNTAIN of dishes from dinner party yesterday:
-beef broth with an egg drop seasoned with bay and ginger and red wine vinegar
-chicken braised with a pomegranate-almond milk sauce
-saffron rice
-mushrooms casseroled with spices, bacon, and provolone cheese
-peas cooked in broth with nutmeg
-rosewater and cinnamon custard with fresh fruit.
-fresh bread
But it was soooooo good!!!!
'So I will do dishes very very happily.
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- alexandralynch
- April 21st, 23:32
- sore
Still working on the kitchen, but mainly on just washing up dishes, now. I did the dry goods storage today, and apart from knowing that I need to go buy wide-mouth jar bands, bread, and sugar tomorrow, all is well. Except that my feet really hurt. It's only fair, I've been standing for most of the last three days, and they don't like that kind of thing at all.
I haven't got the trash out yet, and it would definitely be nice to finish the kitchen tonight, but my feet hurt enough that that's just going to have to wait. Which sucks, but one must occasionally face reality.
I have sausages cooked, so when Bear gets home he can have egg and sausage and toast, which is good, and what I had for dinner too.
- I should have expected this.
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- alexandralynch
- April 20th, 0:53
Plan: Bomb house Saturday morning. Go pick up Bear's computer. Come back, air out house, go to store for sodas. Return. Kitten comes over. Spend afternoon and large chunk of evening washing dishes and wiping out cabinets in the kitchen. Spend large chunk of Sunday washing dishes and wiping out cabinets. Be done with the washing dishes and wiping out cabinets part of the job by Sunday night.
As soon as we returned from trying to pick up Bear's computer (fixing the first problem revealed a second problem, namely, that it randomly turns itself off. This pissed the tech off, because he didn't know why it was doing this, and he is convinced it is doing it to annoy, and he WILL win. Good!) I discovered that Aunt Flo had snuck in to do her monthly gig without any of her normal pre-show dramatics. She instead threw all the cramping and mood swing tantrums during the first twelve hours.
Which shot that whole idea of "finish the kitchen deep clean over the weekend" right the fuck down. Grr.
BUT. We did, between the two of us, get all the cabinets that actually hold dishes, as opposed to those holding dry goods or appliances, wiped out so that as I get the piles of dishes done (She can't do them, her hands break out- eczema) I can put them away in clean cabinets, and we got two of the four cabinets holding dry goods done, as well. We also did the silverware and the general kitchen utensils drawer, and the utensil holder by the stove and all its contents. I did the savory spice drawer and the "stuff I grab while standing at the stove" cabinet, and emptied and cleaned out the narrow cupboard all the baking sheets and such go in. Which leaves me with five drawers and four cabinets to do on my own tomorrow, plus finishing the dishes. That should be doable, now that I've stopped cramping so hard. (Of course I have. Kitten went home, and is working tomorrow so can't help.)
I also got a pillow made yesterday for the bed. It is gold "silk" fabric, with maroon striped back and a contrasting maroon center button, and fairly large. It balances out the black one in size. That way in each of the back corners there is a large square pillow and a medium round pillow. I am working now on the other round one, which is black velvet with the ornamental border strips from some sari-print fabric in red and green appliqued in stripes across it. It is very striking and will be very attractive, but the strips are being very recalcitrant about being appliqued onto the velvet. I have, however, got two of the three sewn on and down. I will do the third tomorrow in spaces of sitting between working on the kitchen, and sew on the back. I think I've got enough stuffing to finish it. If not, I think there is half a bag in the basement. Or I can go buy some.
There is a large stack of baking sheets and cupcake and mini-tart pans and cooling racks on the stove, and it is looming at me. (sigh) I think it will just have to loom at the dark kitchen overnight. I am going to game a bit, and then fall down go boom.
- Panic yet?
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- alexandralynch
- April 15th, 16:22
nervous
I am planning to host Beltane, on May 2nd, and so have been puttering happily and steadily along through the process of making my house look the way I would like it to.And then a friend who I have been talking to for five years or so online and haven't actually met in person says, "Boyfriend and I were thinking of coming to visit at the end of April, instead." Now, we'd been planning and discussing a July trip, and so this um, rather redoes my schedule. Like, by a week and a half. ACK. They're going to stay in a motel, but still I would like things to be all nice around here.
We are going to bomb the house Saturday, and so I am doing things like finding the cat carriers and putting them out so no one is startled or suspicious, and making sure there are no huge piles getting in the way of vapor penetration.
And then I get to wash everysingledish in the kitchen. GAH. I may have to ask for help on that one. I tend to not ask Kitten to do dishes, because she has Issues with dishes. Though if she can help with the set it on the counter part I might be able to do some of it seated on a stool, and get more done that way than the wash a sinkful and lie down for an hour while my back gets over its outrage that I normally do.
It appears that the new organizational method of having my calendar send me an email to take the trash out is working for me. I just go gather up all the trash in the cans and take it out when I go out to put the can on the curb, and as long as I exert a little gentle discipline of the "no, do it NOW" variety on myself, it happens. I am going to see if I can use this on a couple other things.
I got some yummy Indian sari fabric today. Gold and dark green with a fade to black edge at the reverse brocade. It is so going to be used for something, but I'm not sure what. I think it might perhaps become the front window blind, with a piece of old sheet used to line. And some pillows. I really need to do three more pillows, and then everything will be very nice in the bed. Um, you know, when it's made, and I don't have umpteen piles of stuff off the floor on it. I've got to just either take those pants downstairs or give them away. There is not room to keep them just "out" in the bedroom, because there is no room to do anything in the bedroom except take off your clothes and screw or sleep. This does, at least, make cleaning somewhat easier. I suppose it is its own form of minimalism.
In other news, I have one embryonic orange tree to the point where it is going it on its own in a terrarium made from a 20 oz pop bottle. There are three more sprouting, but they are barely clearing the dirt in the plant starter and will have to get a few weeks larger before they get transplanted too. It's going to make a very attractive plant, I think, even without the eventual reward of sour oranges. Bright kelly green oval leaves, with a shiny almost waxed look to them. No, I don't know where I am going to put four five to seven foot tall dwarf orange trees, plural, in this house. But that I can work out later, thank all the gods.
And I can't find the window blind I know I made for the other window. If I have to settle down and go through the process of making all new blinds, I am not going to be very pleased with myself. Blinds are a royal pain in the ass.
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- alexandralynch
- April 10th, 23:16
It is interesting. I am less bothered by the muscle spasm that hit while walking and lurched me into a doorframe with attendant upper arm/shoulder soreness and a continuing pain in the spasming muscle....
and the ankle and shin on the other side that are hurting for no apparent reason whatsoever...
than by this goddamned stye.
Grr.
- Grumble.
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- alexandralynch
- April 10th, 10:26
I have a stye in my right eye, and it hurts quite a bit. And it WOULD show up on the weekend. Blah. And of course I can't get in to see the doctor Monday because the first appointment is not til 1:45 pm, and the van is going down to Indianapolis to work on Monday at one. (sigh)
So I will be spending the day doing laundry, swearing under my breath, and, at intervals, putting hot compresses on my eye. Yay.
- Laughing quietly to myself.
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- alexandralynch
- April 5th, 22:32
- content
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- alexandralynch
- April 1st, 3:46
- tired
Moderately high pain day today, due mostly to the unexpected and entirely uncalled for deep soreness in my quads, glutes, and piriformis muscles. Of course, I didn't DO anything exceptional to them lately. But that makes no difference. Many days the general soreness and stiffness of fibro tends to settle in one particular set of muscles, nearly randomly. Blah. Bad idea, universe.
Still, worked on laundry, worked on Where is this item's home? and got the dining room to where, when I clean the kitchen and can put away this sack of dry goods and these couple stockpots, I can call it clean and done.
And now, it being four am, I am going to take a very hot bath and an Ambien and call it a night.
- Ooof.
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- alexandralynch
- March 30th, 16:01
- hungry
I took time out from unraveling the problem of where everything that is in the dining room that doesn't belong there goes, in order to solve the problem of storage I could not access.
Result: The latticework below the mattress frame is now hinged, and will swing out and away, permitting one access to the area under the bed. I will need to go to the store and get some new screws to put in place of the ones that are in there, which are too long and are poking out the far side. But we can do that tomorrow. I will just have to exercise care in getting in and out tonight.
Of course, I am now fucking exhausted. So I will eat and rest and do nothing in particular, and perhaps I will get more done tonight, later.
And one can argue that by doing this, I can now put the fabric boxes that were in the dining room under the bed, while still having access to them, so it was a net gain in the day's work. The microwave is acting up, though. This annoys me greatly, but I am not entirely surprised.
