Me? Oh, just unhappily meandering around not writing. WHY? I don’t even know. It’s not as if I had nothing I wanted to effing write! No, actually, I do know why. Maybe. I think it’s because when I’m writing, that’s all I’m doing. I keep talking about learning to keep a writing/life balance, but I […]
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Yesterday at the Musical Instrument Museum, I was looking at things and going “this is the music that Jhi Bo knows” and “oh, hey, why have I never heard of a slit drum before?” You’ll be spared the long rant because I don’t have pictures. Well, I do, but my camera is far away and
But it got better. Slowly. I can’t believe I haven’t posted in almost two weeks. I don’t even have a good reason, beyond more “I’m sick, I’m tired, screw Christmas, wah wah wah…” Also there’s the fact that I’m used to having two weeks off right about now, so I keep putting things off for
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There’s just…crap going on.† Have some links to what I’m distracting myself with, in my bid to hold onto my sanity. Gorgeous Saturn pics from Cassini These pronoun patches are awesome, and so is the rest of the shop. This is kind of seriously amazing and amusing. She has a very sweet voice, and the
All right, who ordered December? I am TOTALLY NOT READY for this! We need to get a tree. Why is it time to get a tree? How is it time to start stocking up and hiding presents and stuff? It’s funny, actually, because my kid is totally caught by surprise too. I pointed out to
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Turkey breast in one crockpot.† Mashed potatoes (to be) in another. Sweet potatoes canceled. Soon we’ll start cooking the glazed carrots and the stuffing and the cauliflower. Sparkling cider is chilling in the fridge. We have enough chairs for everyone eating. We are providing a haven for someone too stressed by family to go home
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I always do this to myself. I note a little bit of time in my schedule and go “ooh, I have time for ________!” And then I commit, and then something happens or I just get tired, and suddenly I’m over-committed. And something gets dropped. Basic, simple picking up after myself is often the first