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Soaring Elf's Journal  And in case you didn't get that.....SSSSSSSSSSSQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ In less than 24 hours I will have the keys to our new house!!!!! This has been so long in the works. This will be my 4th home purchase, but it was definatly the longest and most complicated! But WOW>....it's almost done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! small ranch house, but full basement. SURROUNDED by woods that can NEVER be developed per land trust rules. The best Pagan home in the woods that our budget would allow! DRUMMING CIRCLES, FIRESPINNING AND OUTDOOR RITUALS! I am so freaking excited. no more drunks pooping in my yard or 2am bar fights to deal with!!! I think this may have been the first Halloween in my adult life that I haven't handed out candy. seriously. I usually forgo all other activities so that I can hand out candy. Its my job. so I'm really sad that I couldnt' hand out candy this year. I have H1N1 and so we didn't think we should hand out candy. I don't want to risk any kids getting this from us. Gary seems like he might have the respiratory virus that I originally had and Pan said that a person coudl be contageous with H1N1 for 3 days before showing symptoms. It just wasn't worth the risk. I know it was the right choice, but at the same time, i feel like a scrooge for not handing out candy. It's usually the highlight of my year. Oink. No, I haven't eaten a ton. I have swine flu. so oink oink oink going back to bed now I'm getting behind in so many things so its list time again. Some how, posting my list-of-things-to-do here makes me more productive because I feel I must be accountable if others see it. So it's at the bottom of this post and I'll strike through as I get them done. Some seem trivial or silly to break them down into such small steps, but since being sick and having all the stress of this moving goign on, I have been a horrible non-productive lump. But first an update: The Subpoena( Read more... ) The move - ( Read more... ) In other news, I have finally joined facebook. You won't be able to look me up directly , as I faked a last name. I have issues with putting my real last name on there. I really dont' want people from my past looking me up. I know I can hide stuff, but I dont' want friend requests from people in my past and then me having to deny them. My ex BF was a scary guy and I don't even want him having a clue where I live or what my new last name is. SO I made one up. I am keeping my LJ for more personal things were I can be myself more and using facebook mostly for quick updates and the silly games. So if anyone wants to friend me on face book, comment here and I'll email you my facebook name. I play Cafe World, Farmville, Yoville, and Mafia. I desperately need a few neighbors on Cafe World and some more people in my mafia, so let me know if your interested. ok: things to do: 1. 3. 5. Clean rest of kitchen 6. Clean bathroom 7. Call and reschedule dentist appt 8. 10. Study new HASP format and make list of questions for P and L. (I've been procrasinating hard on this one and MUST do it) 11. 12. Respond to computer club guy and get him the worksheet from the class I taught 13. Clean and organize work space for upcomming QAPP 14. 15. add to this as I think of things. Creepy!!!!!.......... So I had a dream several nights ago that I was at my sisters house. Miranda tried to flush her sweatpants down the toilet and it clogged up the plumbing. The leg of the pants was backing up through the sink and I was trying to unclog both the sink and toilet. THEN>>>>>>In real life the next day, Gary (who NEVER remembers his dreams) told me that he had actually remembered his dream from the night before. He then proceeds to tell me that he drempt that he was at Jenni's (my sister) and her toilet was clogged. Everyone that was there was taking turns trying to use the plunger to unclog the toilet. CREEPIER>>>>>>>>>>>> I called my sister Jenni today. I told her about the weirdness of Gary and I both dreaming on the same night that she had toilet problems and she informed me that INDEED, both of her toilets had broken! David was trying to fix the toilet on the main floor and he dropped some part through the hole which promptly hit the basement toilet and broke it! So If Gary and I tell you that we both dreampt about something ....you better take us serious! Pagans conversations can be so strange and funny. Sometimes I try to imagine what a non-Pagan would think upon hearing some of our conversations. Case and point: The topic of PSG had come up at a wedding reception Me: If we have our way next year we'd like to go to PSG in Missouri and then Cornstalk at Wisteria. Girl next to me: You went to PSG? How was it. Me: I didn't have that great of a time but it was my own personal funk that caused it. I loved the land and the creek. Had I not been going though my own personal crap, I probably would have had a great time. I then gave a few comparisons of facilities and features, pro's and con's...that sort of thing Girl next to me: Wait...You've been to PSG at Wisteria? Me: yep...for about 5 years now Girl: How is it that I have never met you? Me: uh...I think you have. You've eaten candy off my boobs. Girl: OH! That was you! I remember you! Weren't you part of the boobie brigade several years ago? Yep...that was me too. lol heeheee We are an odd bunch Never, I repeat NEVER take Tramadol if you are also on Cymbalta. NEVER. at least now I know why the hallway was decorated with glitter and mardi gras masks at 4 am. but now my skin hurts like a burn. Current mood: glad to be alive. I've become really disenchanted with the internet. This is probably a good thing, but it feels really lonely. It seems that all my friends have a myspace and a facebook. Sure I coudl get those things, but it takes too much energy. Energy? How could it be energy-sucking. Well....since so many people have these things, I CAN'T be myself now. It used to be that on the internet, I could totally be myself and not worry about my family, parents reading things that would cause stress for me. Yes, I could leave out things that would upset them, but there is where the energy part comes in. Being Pagan and being Bisexual are so much a part of who I am and censoring myself for the sake of my family isn't something I want to have to do. I do it in real life already and damn it, I don't want to do it online. The Pagan part is a matter of respect. When I go to my mom's, I don't wear Pagan slogans on my shirts, I don't talk religion with them, I don't lie, but I do avoid topics that would upset them. Because, whats the point? But online I used to be free...and now even my mom has a myspace. I can't link to people that I know who know them because then my mom would have access to my myspace, or I would have to purposely block her, which would hurt her feelings just as much. Its all too stressful. And bisexual...well, whats the use of them knowing? None. There is no reason that they need to know. HOwever keeping it from them would mean either censoring myself on myspace/facebook or just not having one. I found one of my cousins on facebook and I'd love to have some connection with him since I would feel like I have at least some family who doesn't hate the real me. (He's openly gay, liberal and I think we would have lots to talk about) But if I try to connect with him though facebook, the trail leads my mom straight to me. This is ridiculous. The internet used to be a place where I could be me. Now it's just like a freaking family reunion where I'm pretending to be someone I'm not. Long story and I'll post details later, but as a reminder to myself about what to post: Gary left me in a hotel with a full tank, a GPS unit loaded with geocaches and a craft store viewable from my window....life was good. Getting attacked while geocaching. (not by a mugger....don't worry) Being nominated as guest speaker at an event that I've never attended. The most amazing nature place Pictures Pictures Pictures I think that's it. OH,,,,BTW Coyote......"Succotash (from Narragansett msíckquatash, "boiled corn kernels"[1]) is a food dish consisting primarily of corn and lima beans or other shell beans.[1] Other ingredients may be added, including tomatoes,[2] green and sweet red peppers,[3] and possibly including pieces of cured meat or fish.[citation needed] This method of preparing vegetables became very popular during the Great Depression in the United States. It was sometimes cooked in a casserole form, often with a light pie crust on top as in a traditional pot pie. In some parts of the American South, any mixture of vegetables prepared with lima beans and topped with lard or butter is called succotash. Succotash is a traditional dish of many Thanksgiving celebrations in Pennsylvania and other states. In Indiana, Succotash is made with green beans and corn instead of lima beans. " and the Suffering succotash is : "To emphasize the lisp, as with Daffy's catchphrase "You're desthpicable", Sylvester's trademark exclamation is "Sufferin' succotash!", which is said to be a minced oath/euphemism of "Suffering Savior". (Daffy also says "Sufferin' succotash!" from time to time.)" And it seems like "suffering Savior" was considered profanity, so they substituted succotash for TV viewing. So I guess I solved my own question. lol. been MIA....will continue for now. Been very insane and busy with house stuff and getting Miranda registered and ready for school. Things will probably calm down in a month but until then, it will be crazy. No time to explain it all, so instead here are some random funny things heard around our place: Q: What are you doing? A: Trying to catch a fly for the new plant Q: Are you comming to bed? A: Hang on, I can't sleep without my clipboard. God was a centaur....with a giant hot-pink double ended dildo as a detachable penis |
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