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I'm out of practice and habit of posting. I'm reading everyone, just not making any of my own contributions to the hivemind. The holidays are hitting me hard this year with exhaustion and hermitage and illness.

Both kids started coming down with head colds right before Hogswatch. I now have their colds. This is no fun.

We made a tactical logistical error in our Hogswatch travelling. We first went to Iowa to spend a couple days with my family. We then went straight to Illinois to hang with Downwood's family. On our way home from there, the back of the car was packed to within an inch of its life. It was impressive and reminded us why we don't make multiple visits - too much stuff to bring home.

Yes, the kids made out like bandits. Again. They got legos, dolls, giant fluffy blankets, clothes, and many other things. Downwood and I got a selection of lovely things, too. The gifts we gave seemed to be taken well, so that was a nice feeling. I also got many compliments on the dresses, leggings, and shirts that I made for myself and Emi. 

And there was food and booze. And both kids went on hunger strikes, eating maybe one meal a day. Maybe.

We still haven't been able to see Rogue One. Nor have we been to see Moana or Sing. I want to go, but haven't felt up to leaving the house more than absolutely necessary lately.

I came back to work yesterday. I don't have another vacation scheduled yet to look forward to. The Evil Empire only closes for actual Jan 1, so even though my counterparts will likely all be off on Monday, I'll be here.

I'm tired. I know I've accomplished things, but I couldn't tell you what. I'm ready for the holidays to be over and things to go back to "normal". Whatever that is.
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 When I get out of the habit of writing here on a semi-regular basis, it seems like a very hard thing to come back to it. Like, I get anxiety and stress about it, so I avoid it. Yay, me?

It's December. It's cold and dark. The societal pressure of the holidaze is upon us. 

Also, the world is continuing to fall apart at the seams. What the hell, 2016? What the hell?

My hair is amazing. This short reverse bob thing has continued to be a good decision. I'm spending more time on my hair each day, but I'm way happier with the results. 

Work is still crazy. This is neither new nor surprising.

I have a whirlwind trip to Dallas on Monday and Tuesday of next week. How whirlwind? My plane leaves at 7 Monday morning and I get back about 5 Tuesday evening. Yeah. I'll be in Dallas for about 26 hours. This is somehow a good use of my time. I has a confused, but am resigned to my fate.

This weekend is for maybe freshening up the henna in my hair, sewing, and coffee with the girls...assuming we don't get Snowmageddon on Sunday again this week.

The next weekend will be in Illinois. Again, assuming no Snowmageddon. 

Then the next weekend is Thanksgiving. I decided that we're grabbing a nearby hotel room instead of trying to find a place to sleep at Grandma's house. It'll be better for Alex, especially, to have a quiet place to retreat to. Also, my folks are grabbing a room in the same hotel, so we could maybe even split up the kids between the rooms if necessary. We'll see.

We'll be home on the 26th. I have a pedicure on the 28th and work on the 29th and 30th.

Then it'll be January. Maybe 2017 won't be quite the dumpster fire that this year has been. Or maybe it's gonna be even more "hold my beer, watch this" than 2016. Who knows? 

made it

Dec. 23rd, 2015 06:59 pm
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I went to the bank. It was easy.
I went to Walgreens. Took forever.
I went to the grocery store. Utter madhouse

I am home. I have provisions. I have books. I have games. I have very cute kids.

I also have a new CD from Seanan McGuire. 

Happy Hogswatch, everyone!
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In an effort to appear more like I have my act together, I've been walking around today with the posture I'd use if wearing a big flowy cloak. I also have had Darth Vader's march playing in my head. These things are related.

Too many things have gone 'splody today. I needed to buckle down and get work done, but SO. MANY. INTERRUPTIONS. Very frustrating.

My notebook at work is slowly filling up with intricate doodles. I'm okay with this. I like making pretty things.

I have presents yet to wrap. This is troubling. I have no presents yet to buy. This is validating.

I will leave work today and go to the bank like a mother-fucking adult. Our holiday bonuses aren't direct deposited and I'd like to pay off a good chunk of my credit card debt. I will go to Walgreens and pick up my prescriptions. I will go to the grocery store for provisions for the upcoming weekend.

I will then go home and not leave until Monday. I can do some sewing, some reading, play some Guild Wars 2, and crack open all the Kickstarter games that are piling up everywhere. I won't have to wake up with an alarm clock until the 31st - Emi has an early morning eye appointment. I'll continue working through the Anxiety pack on Headspace. It's a different mental practice than some of the other cognitive behavior therapy techniques I've been taught over the years. This is relaxing and doesn't seem to be adding to the anxiety in my head. This is a good thing.

I'll see my sister in a week.

I need dis.


Dec. 20th, 2015 08:09 pm
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 We went to my in-laws' this weekend for xmas #1. On the way out of town Friday night, it started snowing. The weather forecast said NOTHING about snow, so we figured it'd pass.

It. Got. WORSE. It took a very, very long time to make it to our usual dinner stop outside of Rockford. Downwood was driving and had such a blood pressure spike that he couldn't function the rest of the night. Super slow driving, super dangerous roads, super DUMB drivers. I mean, really, if your van loses a WHEEL, don't leave your van IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING ROAD. If you absolutely couldn't move your car, at least PUT ON YOUR FUCKING HAZARD LIGHTS SO DRIVERS KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE.


We got to McD's and got food. I got internet. I found that if we wanted to throw in the towel, we could grab a hotel room and continue on in the morning. I also found that the snow was ONLY in a 60 mile wide band stretching the width of the WI/IL border. If we kept going, we'd be fine. 

I took over driving. The roads sucked until we got about 15 miles south of Rockford. Then everything was fine. 

The kids were wired, of course, and didn't want to go to bed. The 3.5 hour drive took about 5.5 instead. It was not fun.

The weekend was good. There were tons of presents. The kids were/are ecstatic. My handmade gifts were received with pleased gratitude. I got exactly what I wanted (new boots and a new fitbit). My MiL bought us tickets for Star Wars and watched the kids while we went out. 

I wore my new Darth Vader dress. And my new black boots. I looked pretty darn good.

The movie? Yes, there are problems with it, but OH MY GOD A NEW STAR WARS MOVIE THAT DIDN'T SUCK AND HAD DIALOG THAT SOUNDED LIKE HOW REAL PEOPLE TALK. I loved it. Rey is my favorite. Finn is awesome. Leia is still the strongest of all of them. There were lasers and light sabers and the Force and I was home.

Emi and Daddy will go see it during her school break. She's thrilled.

We got a fairly late start today, so we got home late. I drove the whole way and then had to start unpacking and laundering clothes when we walked in the door. I'm run a bit ragged right now as a result.

Everyone else is sleeping. Downwood still feels terrible, so went to bed early. I need to switch laundry around a couple more times before I can go to bed. I've written thank you notes for the gifts we've received. I ordered pizza. I mediated disputes. I held Alex while he threw up everything we finally convinced him to eat - dude has a head cold and feels icky.

I'm tired. This was not a relaxing trip for me. 

I have three days of work. Just three days. 24 hours of being at my desk. Then I'm done for the year.

I can do this. 

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I'm having a high anxiety day. Travel this evening is getting to me. Also, I have far too much to do.

To make today be a little better, I'm listening to "Hogfather" again.

Many of Sir PTerry's books talk about Big Important Concepts underneath a layer of silly and jokes. Of these, the two that are the most important to me are "Hogfather" and "Small Gods". Small Gods talks about organized religion and faith and makes very good points about both.

Hogfather, though, talks about belief and faith in concepts instead of gods. It's about holiday traditions and what it means to be human. It's hilarious and wonderful. My paperback copy has a bunch of little scraps of paper in it that mark pages with interesting or important statements.

If you've never read this book, I won't spoil it for you. It's well worth reading, especially during this time of year. It would help if you'd read any of the Discworld novels in the Death arc, but it's not necessary.

If you've read it, you will enjoy the long, long list of quotes on the Goodreads page for this book.

Happy Hogswatch, everyone. HO. HO. HO.


Dec. 8th, 2008 10:23 am
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All the weather stations are saying that we're about to get dumped on. Downwood doesn't know if he'll be physically able to get to work tomorrow and I don't know if I'm going to be mentally willing to do anything other than hibernate for a month or so. My lightbox is seriously helping with this year's SAD, as is shaping up my diet and regularly going to the gym. I'm in a better mental place than I could be, which is good considering that I have Too Much To Do on my Hogswatch gifts.

Maybe I'm being overly ambitious. This is not an unlikely possibility. I have a couple of sewing projects to work on, as well as a glue/paint/paper project that I've only barely started. I'm at 22% completion on my annual cookie binge and I think I can get another batch completely done and two doughs in the "chill overnight" stage tonight. I'm not as far behind as I could be, but the overachiever voice in my brain says that I should be panicking more.


My new car continues to be made of win. I drove out to Des Moines on Friday to visit my sister and to go to the Nada Silent Night show. It was truly rocking, we had seats dead center in the second row, and did our part to jack up the prices in the silent auction. It was a sold out show with the entrance price being a ticket and a toy for Toys for Tots. All the proceeds from the auction went to Habitat for Humanity, too. We had an absolute blast!

Also, I brought home a bottle of Templeton Rye. You should all be jealous. Smoothest whiskey ever. If you go to the Media tab, you can listen to the song that the Nadas wrote about this amazing, wonderful beverage and its history.

Okay. Enough procrastinating. I'm going to finish my tea and find something to keep me busy until I can leave to go to the gym. Goal for tonight - week 3 day 1 of the Couch to 5k program. I don't know whether my legs will want to fall off or my lungs try to stage a break for it. Either way, I'm pretty sure I can handle it.
sabine: (Jen)
Hogswatch was spent with my family in Newton. Downwood, the dog, and I all trekked to that vast cosmopolitan district to eat treats, play cards, crochet critters, tell stories, and watch football. We brought the Wii and all three generations had a ball with it.

We got some new clothes, more treats, and a new baking sheet. And a very, very large rawhide bone.

We both had today off of work, so we bummed around the house, then braved the crowds for some shopping. I scored big on half-price candy at Target. We also have the first season of Bones and the first two seasons of Babylon 5 to watch.

I think I may have picked up the plague from someone in my extended family and I still haven't totally shaken the bad mental space that I've been in for the last month or so. But the sun is coming back. And things aren't bad at all.

And Johnny Depp in Sweeney Todd was WAY too much fun.

And the cookies should be arriving any day now.
sabine: (Hamlet)
  • I still do not have the plague. A list of plague-prevention items has been assembled and will be purchased tomorrow before heading to Iowa to spend the holiday with my already ill relatives.

  • I was given the You Rock! award at work today. It is a rock that has "You rock" written on it in Sharpie. It is given to the most recent Amazingly Awesome Team Member who has done wonderful things for either individuals or the group as a whole. This made me giddy. I love positive feedback!

  • All Hogswatch presents have been purchased. Most have been wrapped. Some have been delivered with varying degrees of squee.

  • The Czar and his lovely wife sent us Totally Outstanding gifts that Well played, Victaar, well played.

  • All cookie tins that are going through the USPS (with one exception) were delivered unto the hands of the helpful Guy Behind The Counter. I was first in line this morning and it was wonderfully non-stressful and efficient. Yay efficient!

  • Every muscle in my torso is tired and wants to go lie down. Silly torso. This just means I need to do many, many more undulations and practice the evil x-step.

  • The Great Light Box Experiment worked wonders for me at the end of November. My psychiatrist recommended that I try it out because we share the opinion that anything I can do to improve my mental health that doesn't involve higher doses or more kinds of meds? That's something VERY worth doing. So when the days started getting shorter, I blasted my retinas with 10k lumens every morning for a week.

    Then I gave the light box back. And promptly sank into a depressive state where I've been lingering since the 4th.

    My meds, workouts, and mood maintenance training have been keeping me going. I now have in my purse a script to get a light box of my very own and have my insurance cover most of it. Actually, I'm going to get one even if Unity says that they don't want to pay for it. Screw them, I want to feel normal again!

  • I have a five-day weekend, then a four-day weekend, then three weeks of work, then an ENTIRE week off!!!! I'm so excited! I'll get a chance to sleep, not be stressed, and work on the minis that Downwood gave me for Winterthing.

  • I have the most awesome husband who ever husbanded anything. Made of win and awesome. And our furkid is pretty adorable, too.

  • Overall, life is pretty good. I'm looking forward to January. This was a good year and I'm excited to see where things are going to go next.

  • Also, Sweeney Todd comes out tomorrow! YAY!


Dec. 15th, 2007 09:26 am
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This is way too much fun. I'm stealing it wholesale from Making Light, so if you're on that list, you've already seen it.

This Making Light post

Ða Engliscan Gesiðas Gegaderung is an online forum for Anglo-Saxonists. In 2003 and 2004 they ran a Christmas carol quiz. The game is simple: identify the Christmas carol (or seasonal recording) from its first line in Anglo-Saxon. Both years’ quizzes are reproduced below, with permission of the authors.

1. Eall se ðe me is niedþearf on Geole bið twegen teð…

2. Hwæt, cumaþ, ge treowlic, eadig, and sigefæstan…

3. Se forma Noel se þe sungon se ar…

4. Cwæþ se lyttel lamb to se sceaphyrde-cniht, Hærest þu se ðe ic hiere?

5. Forstig, se snawceorl, wæs se gliwgeorn, eadig mann…

6. O halig niht! þa tunglu beorhte scinaþ. Seo niht is cennes ure leofan Nergendes.

7. On geardagum on Beþleheme, swa cweðeð se halig æ, Mara lyttle cniht-cild wæs geboren on Cristenmæsse dæge…

8. We of eastfolcan cyningas þrie giftberende faraþ feorr…

9. Hwonne sceaphyrdas weardiað heord nihterne, gesettan eall on grunde…

10. Se holen and se ifig, þonne hie beð full geweaxen, of eall treowum on wudum, se holen bereþ corona…

11: Ic seah ðreo scipu segliende in, on Cristesmaesse daegum, on Cristesmæsse daegum.

12: Ic seah modor cyssan Sanct Niclas …

13: On Cristmæsse forman dægum, sende min deorling me …

14: Ymbhoþ þa healla mid holenes twige
Fa la la la la la la la la
Hit is se sæl to beonne bliþe
Fa la la la la la la la la

15: Hlim, hlem myriglice on heanese; ða Geolan bellan hlynnaþ

16: Aweg on binne. ne crib for His bedde
Se lytel Cristdryhten dunlæg His swete heafd

17: Wynn to ðære worulde; her is se Dryhten;
Sceal eorðe hire cyning onfon.

18: Hwæt! þa engelbodan singaþ; tir biþ to þæm niwcendum cyninge.

19: Ic swefnie of hwite Cristmæsse, mid ælcum Geoles runstæfe ceorfe ic.

20: Engelas from wuldores rice, lacaþ eower lyftgelac ofer middangeard.

“To strike the balance between lofgeorn and downright grædig” is to balance greed against desire for fame; i.e., if you can read these all straight off, go ahead and post a few solutions, but leave the rest to be prizes for those who have to work harder, or who aren’t on line right now.
sabine: (Squirrel)
I live! Well, I mostly live. I'm doing my best to fight off the Plague that always seems to happen right around the holidays (go, immune system, go!) and did I mention that the holidays are starting? I have orange juice thawing under the faucet and I've been drinking Calm and Candy Cane Lane like they're going out of style. Also, yay for exercise!

Thanksgiving with the in-laws was very nice. We got to get out town for a little while, Rain got to stay overnight at Grandpa's, and it was good to see Downwood's grandparents. His whole family are very nice and don't seem to be quite so breathing-down-your-neck as some of mine. We need to spend more time down there - or have them come to us - in general. I'd really like to have that happen.

Black Friday was spent at my desk at work. I got a couple of Major Projects Nearing Set-In-Stone Looming Deadline sort of done. The really slow part, the part that takes a solid block of time to just sit there and work through the code? Yep, I got that hammered through and the Projects passed back to the original owners for edits and rework. This was good, since I got another Major Project dropped on me this morning (due very early Thursday). Here's how that conversation went:
Annoying coworker conversation. This will kill brain cells. )

This weekend was the D&D Certain Death Invitational. My players created very standard, very basic, very PHB/DMG 10th level characters of reasonably good alignment. They were told by their boss, the High Poobah of the Heroes' Guild, that they were needed to mop up a litter of baby chromatic dragons. They set forth with a chicken-livered guide and, after debating whether or not it was a good idea to ring the doorbell at the secret entrance to the dragons' lair, managed to beat down a magma drake.

I then called each player aside. I confiscated their character sheet and handed them a new one.

The baby dragons of Tiamat's Day Care - Quality Care for All Evil Wyrmlings fought valiantly against the wrongdoers of good who were trying to wipe them out. The players cheered when their original characters took damage and did a pretty good job at holding their own against the enemy. We had to call in reinforcements when the blue got KOed and the green got splatted (huge crit when she only had 3 hit points left. splat.), but Evil held their ground. A couple of the heroes got away, but they were seriously hurting when they did. I call this a stunning success!

And then we come to tonight's subject line. I was trying to come up with something to make for dinner tomorrow night that wouldn't require me to get dressed and go to the grocery store tonight (ie, anything that needs advance prep was Dead Out - chili, roast, lasagna, etc). I poked around in my freezer and found venison loin, ginger, and orange juice. Since I helpfully have garlic on hand At All Times and I found both the soy sauce and the rice wine vinegar, I'm thinking that this marinade is going to be delicious. I just have to stop on my way home tomorrow for veggies and get Downwood to start the rice and it will be a Wonderful Dinner. Yus.

But since I hear my book, my tea, and the couch calling me, I will stop with the typing and make with the recreating. I love being an adult! Maybe, just maybe, I'll throw in the DVD of Hogfather that I picked up at Borders yesterday...


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