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I had a lovely Solstice and a fabulous Mithras Natalis. I hope you all did, too. I spent the last 10 days being slothful with [livejournal.com profile] herodocles -- it was very enjoyable. As far as I can tell, he liked all his presents. *hee*

Swanned about Eugene and Springfield on various days with [livejournal.com profile] trudchen  and [livejournal.com profile] fearga . This involved copious amounts of tea and conversation. Nom.

Plus, they graciously fed me. I will be revenged, however. With chocolate. Muahaha.

Went hot-tubbing with [livejournal.com profile] trudchen  and [livejournal.com profile] hrothgar1 . Got the tour of [livejournal.com profile] lady_anyanka 's and [livejournal.com profile] hrothgar1 's workplace. (Nice digs!)

Toddled off to socialize with [livejournal.com profile] scarywoman , Durin, [livejournal.com profile] visceridwen  and [livejournal.com profile] scarywoman's mom, at [livejournal.com profile] scarywoman's mom's house. Dinner provided by Fezzic. Nom.

Visited [livejournal.com profile] missypumpkin to get measured for my Tudor undergarments.

Then we attended the annual Caer Lutris New Year's Party with [livejournal.com profile] herodocles , [livejournal.com profile] hrothgar1 , [livejournal.com profile] grian_ruadh , [livejournal.com profile] shiningmoon , [livejournal.com profile] elfie_chan , [livejournal.com profile] alysaundre , [livejournal.com profile] lady_anyanka , [livejournal.com profile] corvideye , [livejournal.com profile] bethpeters3 , [livejournal.com profile] ariadne3 , [livejournal.com profile] amycat1959 , [livejournal.com profile] blaze2242, [livejournal.com profile] ceruleanfleur , [livejournal.com profile] jupiterorbit and [livejournal.com profile] horsefriend2  (Plus many outside LJ-land). Drank real eggnog, played Apples to Apples, munched cookies, gave and received prezzies, was amused by other prezzies (ZOMBIES!), and generally had a grand time. Twas much fun.

There was only one dark spot on my holiday. )

The really happy thing was that my sister called. She'd been incommunicado for a while, I thought she was on a mission or something, She was just in the hospital. Yeep.  LOVE YOU SIS!!!
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Lovely weekend spent with Unorthodox Manor (yet, in a rather orthodox manner, which may rather defeat the point, but who knows?). Cliff Notes version:

Drove to Adiantum for Wednesday Night Fighter Practice (as per usual).
Crashed at home of [info]hrothgar1, [info]corvideye and TehKnigget (as per not-so-usual but possibly becoming habitual) for Wednesday night.

Thursday morning slept in, then puttered about reading Smithsonian, National Geographic and Archaelogy magazines. Was inducted into the Church of Bull Durham (shameful thing for Squire to not have been previously inducted, apparently). Helped peel potatoes. Was then consigned to Being Guest. Near dinner, was attacked hugged by [info]grian_ruadh, [info]shiningmoon and [info]janabard (petting of hair included, no extra charge). Then[info]corvideye familial members arrived. Devoured excellent cooking of hostesses. Groaned on way to sofa. Watched Silverado. Ate pie. Groaned more. Guests went *poof*. I went *flop*.

Friday and Saturday involved Sleeping In. Days spent at Eugene Holiday Market, wherein I
a) harrassed [info]scarywoman at her booth
b) ate food very, very, very Bad For Me (cheesecake!!!!)
c) went around looking at beading booths (on Friday), and
d) went around in my Fire Mountain Gems employee jacket and peered at beading booths (on Saturday).
(Option (d) was Very Entertaining.)
Also harassed Second Baroness of Adiantum and poor, unfortunate blonde Duke. :) bwuahahahaha
Saturday also included Adiantum Fighter Practice (yay! *TWO* in a week!!!) and the Buying of the Macallans.
Saturday wrapped up with Turkey Soup and 12-year-old Scotch and Babylon 5.

Sunday was trip to Trader Joe's (as per usual). Have heard that a TJ's is going in down here in Talent. Much squeefulness, twould that occur. Oh The Bliss! And the drive home, surrounded by crazy drivers who think going 67mpg means it's okay to Never Move Out of the Left Lane. *rolls eyes* Arrived home to discover ScooterKitty SatanKitty really missed me.... (no, I don't trust the little psycho either).

And finally, although it came from my FList, I never actually did this (Sounds like a bad SF movie: It Came From the FList!!! bumDAAAAAAHdum!!!):


Your rainbow is strongly shaded white and indigo.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

What is says about you: You are a contemplative person. You appreciate cities, technology, and other great things people have created. People depend on you to make them feel secure. Friends count on you for being honest and insightful.

Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.

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 I spent last Saturday with my friends Liz and Sandy, from work. In January, Sandy's husband was injured at work and had his lower spine crushed. He has patchy sensation and mobility from the top of his pelvis down, and is in a wheelchair. Ever since that day in January, Sandy hasn't slept a full night through. She's been stressed out, freaked out, depressed, estatic and everything else in between.

And I go on this ride with her.

She talks about her husband's downturns, his frustrations, his pain -- her helplessness, her frustrations, her exhaustion. She shares his moments of hope (He can move his toes!) and moments of despair (He fell out of his chair today and couldn't get back in). She agonizes about how he feels, how she deals with his feelings of guilt and embarrassment, and just the sheer weight of dealing with all these extra steps to anything. 

I read up on things, too. I can't help it. I read about the latest research in spinal healing and repair; I read about prospects and likelihoods and my feeling swing wildly, with everything I hear from her (or read on my own).
"Latest research indicates near-full to full mobility is possible when..." and so much is bright with possiblities.
"Most paraplegics never regain..." and doubt slides over me like an observatory dome shutting all the light out.

And I have to think how much more this is for her -- for him. I know how the body can be shaped by the absolute determination to be or do or accomplish or correct or heal or destroy... i know I've changed physical characteristics of my own body, healed wounds faster, prevented illness, and more, just by the deep-seated desire -- the bone-deep want -- for something to happen thus

And so I know -- I know -- that the thought can manifest and become. 

Yet my hope slips, sometimes. Belief misses a step. And the person it lands on -- really lands on -- isn't me. It's her. And him. 

How do I pick that up again? When whether I believe he will make it -- or not -- can change? Sometimes it can change two or three times in a day.

How do I act belief and hope, how do I speak certainty, when I don't feel it? Or should I do it at all?
Is it a lie, a white and gentle lie?
Is it one of those things where we "fake it til we make it" and that's okay? Or is that a false and destructive lie, that makes them feel smaller?

I...I...don't know what to do. Every doubt and slip in belief and loss of certainty feels like failure and betrayal. And I can't stop them, the doubts and fears. Yet, trying to deny the doubts and fears feels like I'm lying to myself, and I lose respect for myself for the lack of integrity.

I...I just... I...
GAH
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Cngrads to [profile] count_gunthar, who I've just heard has won his second Ansteorran Crown Tourney!!

HUZZAH!
VIVAT!

Yee ha moo kitty!

SQUEEE!
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Medieval Italian is sooooo late period for me *evil grin*  but I have a newbie coming to Crown with me (she lurves the equestrian) and she's chosen the name

Cacchia

I *think* that's pronounced kah-CHEE-ah, but that's based on what I know of classical Latin.

pronunciation help?
puh-leeeeeze????

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That's what we called it, anyway.

There were a dozen of us (10 from my workplace and our coordinator's sister and sister-in-law) who spent the weekend together at Whaleshead, just north of Brookings, Oregon.

Awesome weekend. We're talking about doing it again, in the autumn. Maybe the Mt Shasta area....
Somewhere where nature breathes back at you, anyway.

Hiking!

May. 6th, 2008 06:59 am
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Went on a hike on Sunday up the Upper Table Rock trail, with two friends of mine from work.

 

It was a lot of fun.

I'd forgotten my camera (dang it!) and we saw a lot of animals and plants and views that I wish I'd been able to take a picture of.
I'm a lot more aware of animal movement than other people are -- I see it out of the corner of my awareness, even while walking and talking. It was really interesting to see what each of us tended to see first -- Linda (with the purple butterfly t-shirt) sees colors; Teresa (the tall one) sees shape and form; I see movement.

None of us know a lot about the animal life in the area, so other than identifying the ravens, we did a lot of guessing *g*
There was some kind of yellow-bellied seed-eating bird (we think a finch), and what I thought might be a cliff swallow. They were riding the thermals all day -- it was glorious to see them floating in the air, moving their wing feathers like ballerina fingers. Most of the birds we saw were the ravens and I always think of the old Norse mythology with Odin's two ravens Thought and Memory when I see them.

We startled a number of lizards on the way up and on the top. I woke a snake up, as well -- thankfully not a rattler! (The tail was smooth on the end.) And a squirrel!


isn't he adorable?

And we saw lots of wild flowers: camas (like the town), lupins (including this dwarf lupin on the top -- am I just too much of a lit geek that I kept thinking of the big ones as Remus and the little ones as Teddy?), some called Elegant Grodiaea (all purple!), and the Indian Paintbrush was starting a month early! And I think we saw dwarf meadowfoam, which was one of those low scrubby groundcover flowers that you don't see the beauty of until you get down to them. And suddenly, they're exquisite.

So were the views! 

That's Teresa and her daughter Em.

I used to love to climb the inside of the Old Barn (it was 40 feet tall, made of old-growth oak 12x12 king beams, pegged together with wooden pegs) and sit in the rafters, feeling miles above the ground, and getting that flutter in the belly looking down-down-down... I got the same thing laying on the edge of the escarpment, looking down into the trees and valleys below. That thrill of "just maybe" that I get from heights. 

We wandered around on the top of the tablerock for a few hours, then Teresa and Em went home and Linda and I went out to lunch and chatted more. It was a great way to spend Sunday -- we're talking about doing it again, up some other trail. 

I'm so excited!

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