I stopped by the new house yesterday to meet our would-be painter, Michael. We have CARPET!
Want to see? (Of course you do!)
I stopped by the new house yesterday to meet our would-be painter, Michael. We have CARPET!
Want to see? (Of course you do!)
hey there — do me a favor and help a good friend out.
Diana Rajchel is writing a book on neopagans and divorce. She’s written a survey to collect data to be discussed in various part sof the book, and she needs people to fill out the survey. She writes:
I am looking for divorced neopagans to participate in an intensive survey about their divorce and handparting experiences. If you live in the Minneapolis/Saint Paul area, I would also like to interview you on camera for an online/free release documentary on the subject. The data you share will contribute to building services for the greater neopagan community.
I do ask that you complete this Liability release before participating in the survey. You can contact me here for where to send it electronically.
This is an important work. Please participate and spread the word.
thanks!
I was given Stephanie Pui-Mun Law’s Shadowscapes Tarot and book to review for Facing North!
Why am I ‘squeeeing’ over yet another tarot deck?
Try this:
We’d planned on a productive busy-busy-busy day. Here’s how it’s gone so far.
I was up at 7:30, walking Ms. S. by 7:45. Had a bowl of cereal and then sat down at the computer to do a bit of house-related work. Woke J. up just before 9am.
My 43rd birthday is coming up, and we’re thinking about actually having a party.
I’d like to do something to ‘kill’ my 42nd year. It was such a dreadful time I do NOT want to have to go through it again. But I’m not coming up with a good symbology for it. I don’t want to do a whole ritual thing, most of my friends are non-pagans. But I keeping thinking that if we did the cake in a particular way, we’d eat the year and therefore kill it dead.
Or something. I’m stuck on this one — any ideas?
P.S. I updated the picture in the ‘A Year Ago . . .‘ post.
I finally wrote up our Ashland trip, or most of it. (I have yet to write up the plays we saw.)
They are over at Sasha’s Doghouse:
http://sashasdoghouse.net/2010/07/11/ashland-june-11-2010/
http://sashasdoghouse.net/2010/07/11/ashland-june-12-2010/
A year ago, J.and I had dinner with some friends and this picture was taken:
So much has changed since then, huh?
Now I’ve replaced a breast with a BLO, am regrowing hair lost in chemo, and 10 pounds heavier. I’m also a non-smoker and in better health than I have been since my 20s. I’ve learned that I am, at core, incredibly resilient.
I also learned who my friends really are and what generosity truly means.
Today I’m not packing. I’ll be doing cleaning-type things — laundry, dishes, and the bathrooms — as well as some general organizing. The weather has cooled, so it’s a pleasure to be bopping around.
6am — Sasha wakes me up
6:45 — plan day
7am-10am — paint the hall woodwork (doorways, baseboards)
10:30 — aqua aerobics
12 — remove hat hooks in hall; spackle holes; pack hats
2pm — put finals on LR curtain rods
2:30 — take Sasha to lake for a swim
4pm — get ready for coworker’s wedding reception
5:30 — feed Sasha; drive into Seattle for reception
8:30 — leave reception
9pm — walk Sasha; change clothes, relax before bed
10pm — go to bed
Somewhere in there is breakfast (cold cereal with blueberries) and lunch (I have no idea; we don’t have sandwich makings or leftovers. I may have to stop in at the grocery store after aqua aerobics).
Busy day, in very humid weather. All because J. is traveling and I am alone (wail!) Theoretically, however, it will mean that tomorrow I only have laundry, cleaning, and writing (blog posts!) to do.
Summer is truly here in the Pacific Northwest (my home) and we have a bounty of reading materials for you to curl up with in the shade of a tree.
This month we have reviews of: