Category Archives: Mundania

Ten Things I’d Save . . .

. . . if my house caught fire.

  1. J.  Of course he’s number 1.
  2. Sasha.
  3. My most recent computer backup. I backup monthly and it fits on a couple of disks, so this is easy.
  4. My jewelry – not because of its value so much as because several pieces are family heirlooms.
  5. My stone jaguar. Representing JaguarMoon and the first gift to me as a priestess . . . long after I began walking the path, but long before I began to lead others.
  6. My handmade athame. This was made for me by a special friend, and cannot be replaced.

That’s it. It will even fit easily into a pillow case.

Everything else in my life is basically replaceable, or too cumbersome to save. In the latter category, I have three tubs of memories going back to my childhood. I also have about 30 pieces of Belleek that is essentially irreplaceable. If I had time, I’d save them because the loss of those things is major. But I’d rather save my dog.

Call Us Crazy

Last night we handed in our earnest money for a new house. Today we’re looking for a home loan.

Yeah. I know.

It all started Sunday when we went out to look at a new development being built a few miles away. We do this every 6 mos or so, just as an exercise in checking out what’s available. Its a great conversation starter about our goals and expectations.

We found a great home, of course. But things got serious ONLY when we were offered the deal of a lifetime: no $ down, no closing costs, a 30 yr fixed rate loan at 5%, and no PMI.

The kicker, of course, is that we need to sell our current home. We’re going to sell for less than the appraised value, and are willing to make a wide range of deals to get this place gone. It’s a gamble.

My prayer for right now?

If it is meant to be, let it be.

If it is not meant to be, make it fail.

Clearly, we didn’t have enough to do.

Feedback Please: Mehndi?

Now that I am seriously bald (there’s just a light shadow of hair . . . sort of a 5-o’clock thing) I’m strongly contemplating doing a mehndi tattoo.

For those of you who don’t know, mehndi is a temporary process that uses henna to stain the skin, usually in intricate patterns. It’s from India, and is a part of their celebrations, eg wedding parties will often be tattooed as part of the festivities.

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Astonishing Art

This video shows the winner of “Ukraine’s Got Talent”,  Kseniya Simonova, 24,  drawing a series of pictures on an illuminated sand table showing how ordinary people were affected by the German invasion during World War II.  Her talent, which absolutely defines ‘off beat’ is mesmeric to watch. The images, projected onto a large screen, moved many in the audience to tears and she won the top prize of about £75,000.

Kseniya Simonova’s Art

You can go and watch it and come back here to find out more about the images shown, or read this first. Either way, I promise you that you will not regret the eight minutes you give to this woman’s art.

  • She begins by creating a scene showing a couple sitting holding hands on a bench under a starry sky, but then warplanes appear and the happy scene is obliterated.
  • It is replaced by a woman’s face crying, but then a baby arrives and the woman smiles again. Once again war returns and Miss Simonova throws the sand into chaos from which a young woman’s face appears.
  • She quickly becomes an old widow, her face wrinkled and sad, before the image turns into a monument to an Unknown Soldier.
  • This outdoor scene becomes framed by a window as if the viewer is looking out on the monument from within a house.
  • In the final scene, a mother and child appear inside and a man standing outside, with his hands pressed against the glass, saying goodbye.

The Great Patriotic War, as it is called in Ukraine, resulted in one in four of the population being killed. In real terms, this was nearly 11 million deaths. I was struck as much by her music choices (and recognized the final song).

Today is International Women’s Day

In case you are joining this blog late, I am a woman.

Therefore, today is my day — especially since I’ve been out of my home country at least once. (Fulfilling the international part of the day, you see.)

Celebrate the women in your life. Call them up, send an email, write a letter. They are your mother, your sister, your aunt, your best friend, your girlfriend, your wife, your lover, your partner. They are your colleague, your assistant, your boss, your mentor. They are your priestess, your counselor, your doctor, your lawyer, your grocer, your farmer, your mechanic.

Thank them. They deserve it.

Hats!

Given the upcoming hair crisis, I’m looking at getting ‘cute little hats’, which I have always liked. On Wednesday I stopped by Pike Place Market, and got a lovely green velvet and silk squishy hat that I like very much but fear may end up being too big.

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Ashland, Day One

We drove in a straight shot yesterday, leaving around noon and ending up in our room by 7:30 — which is incredibly good time for stopping three times for food, gas, and/or liquids.  (Sasha, of course, went for a walk at each stop.)

I’d made a torta from our leftovers, and it made a nummy meal. (That’s another post.)

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The End of an Era!

Today, at a crucial moment, the end of an era arrived. My food processor, a sturdy though not-much-used workhorse died.

I was pulsing flour and butter together for a few seconds at a time, barely starting the task to make dough. It just went ‘click’ and then  . . . nothing.

Needless to say, I had to finish by hand. (Ouch.)

I guess now I need to decide how much I was actually using that food processor, and for what. Do I really need to replace it? Will a replacement be better, and make me use it more?

Hmmm . . . .

EDIT: The reason its the end of an era is that I got this appliance in the early ’90s. So, I’ve had 20 years out of it.