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The Past

1. Do you feel that you are essentially the same person that your were ten years ago?
HAHAHAHA, no. In the year 2000, I was still with the ex, in denial that things were going on. Since then, I’ve gotten a divorce, a cat, a job, and a nifty keen bfff.

2. Is there something that you have to give all or nothing to?
I give a great deal of myself to my friends and mah hubby. I have learned moderation so that I don’t deplete myself beyond an ability to regenerate, be it energy, enthusiasm, or services.

3. Have you ever gambled? What have you bet on and for how much?
I got married in Vegas, my one and only trip there. I was too shy for table games at the time so amused myself with slots. A friend years later took me to a casino near where I was living at the time, and we played Blackjack for a number of hours. I turned my $20 into $60. :grin:

4. Can you sleep anywhere or does it have to be in a bed?
It can be in a moving vehicle, or anywhere else in which I have a flat place to at least sit, if not lay. I do prefer a bed, mind…

5. Tell us about the most disastrous or embarrassing first impression you’ve ever made on someone.
[Tank] was visiting the city, and meeting me for the first time after talking to me online for months before. I had a gallbladder attack the morning of his arrival, and he only got a few moments to meet me from my hospital bed that evening, as I’d had the darn thing removed. Yeesh.

6. Do you have a memorable “ripped clothing” moment in your life? No? How about in someone else’s?
Not really, there’ve been relatively few wardrobe malfunctions, though there was that time that the shoulder strap from my homemade dress detached and broke, and I had to hold up my clothes for fear of them falling down all day, until one of the teachers finally took pity on me and produced a safety pin.

7. What’s changed on your blog since its inception? …a redo? …a change of pace? …or is it about the same?
Hehehe, I just had a major redo in the form of nuking the entire directory, reinstalling WP fresh, and starting anew. It’s just something I do. The girl behind it is pretty much the same.

8. If you could travel back in time and whisper something to yourself ten years ago, what would it be?
“Leave him, he’s the reason you’re contemplating what you are contemplating.”

9. Okay, let’s have it! What’s the craziest, most impulsive thing you’ve ever done?
I left my ex with the clothes on my back. And never looked back.

[Saturday 9]

More Friday

Today’s plans include driving [Tank] to his tooth-yanking appointment (driving his tempermental stick-shift truck for the first time), driving Twuffle to work, and perhaps even driving Hubby to work, seeings that it’s Friday and therefore payday.

[Tank]‘s appointment is at 8am, and so I’m awake now at 6am to have a little me-time before we head out the door at 7:15. I went with him the last time he had a tooth pulled, about a month after he arrived in our living room. LOL, I just realized he’s losing a tooth both coming and going from our residence. Anyway, back then, we had a couple of hours to wait, and so he occupied himself with my iPhone games, and when he got sleepy, dozed off in my lap for a bit. And afterwards, he looked to me to make sure he had comfort, food, and pain meds in his system.

Today, his job is to be a passenger, to be in the dentist’s chair, and then to be a passenger again. Oh yeah, and he’s moving. And driving out of town for a few days. rofl Poor guy, I know he’ll be fine. :twisted:

Friday

1. Family perplexes me. At least mine does.

2. Hubby and I swung in the park one late July evening, back and forth.

3. I love a good D&D session (which is mightily hard to come by these days!).

4. Everyone who samples my cooking says I make a good meal.

5. I’ve got the need for a new comp. Or a car.

6. The artillery fire last night: wth!!!

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to sleep, tomorrow my plans include searching the net in vain for computer parts and Sunday, I want to enjoy the slightly emptier house!

[Friday Fill-In]

Passage

I’ve been spending the day helping [Tank] prepare to move, and on top of the expected stuff that would go along with that, the morning started right off with an unexpected trip to the dentist to take care of an infection he needed urgent attention on. We also got to test how flimsy the tarp-wrap job in the truck bed had been, as it went flapping wildly before we could finally pull over to retuck. All is well, for he has his meds, his things have been moved, and he is spending his last evening here.

We’ve all been a little emotional, and felt the need to say what we felt about the arrangement we’ve had for the past year. We each appreciate the other, and we think this has been an overwhelmingly positive experience, though the few negatives have made their mark as well. We still want to coexist together, and will as soon as we can find a place big enough to accommodate everyone, including [Tank]‘s mom, daughter, us, and anyone else who wants in on the Norse/Celtic Druid Hall of Doom.

At many points today, I’ve dug out my iPhone and revisited a story I hadn’t touched in weeks, Moods by Louisa May Alcott. It’s a very long book and a remarked departure from her usual fluffy coming-of-age stories. It started with an unannounced bang, and then segued into something more normal, and then veered off into the unusual again. It concerns three specific young people, but with very grown-up concerns, divorce, and other strangeness that doesn’t show up in her other stories.

Anyway, there’s this one passage I read in the closing pages which I finally reached, by spending quality time with this book. I enjoy the author’s other works well enough to have stuck with this one to read in my idle moments, though I am not sure that I would revisit this story in the future. The female costar, around which the rest of the book seems to revolve, is dying from some unmentioned but serious malady, something about having exerted herself to death, likely something about the heart. Her husband, who has lived abroad for half a year apart from this woman after separating from her, came back upon receiving her letter, finds her in this state, and asks how long she has.

She says, “I shall not live to see another spring season,” or somesuch, I can’t be arsed to reopen the (virtual) book just now. She spoke of this just as autumn was wandering fully into winter.

That short sentence made me pause, and think, and wonder what it would be like, to be told one has so little left to live, to be told that not even another year might be had, but one all-too-short season. I went on to read the last pages before setting the book down, but that passage has made me thoughtful.

What would I do with only one more season afforded me? What if it were not a season I particularly enjoyed, but it were the only one I would see? If it were winter, it would be difficult if not nigh impossible to travel. However, there would be warm homes, and holidays, and times spent with loved ones, and interesting weather.

Like I said, thoughtful. :roll:

Eww

the cat tried to hork
another morning’s hairball
it got stuck, I pulled.

This tasteless (well, the poem was, I ain’t about to test whether the subject was or not :!: ) bit of fluff is all thanks to [Haiku Wednesday].

Rain

Rather than complain about the abruptly autummnal weather, I shall turn the frown upside down.

I’m glad it’s raining because it makes me thankful for the warmer, milder days in which I can still get away with not wearing socks or slippers on cold-sensitive feet.

Poetry!

My friend [David] just published an ebook of ten years’ worth of poetry! Check it out!

Project

I like this particular meme, as it invites the participant to identify and articulate something that needs to be done, be it a
creative project or a mundane chore, take a photo of the project in situ, and show one’s progress or completed state in a second photo the following week.

Here’s the project I decided to tackle for the next seven days, my two overwhelmingly full bookshelves. The first half of this project had me emptying moving boxes I hasn’t touched for nigh on 10 years and placing books in haphazard piles on the bookcases. Well, at least they were in the correct area for when I next had the energy to devote to the mess. I have just decided there’s no reason why I can’t have shown some progress by next Tuesday.

[Tackle It Tuesday]

Books

The original text regarding this meme directed me to answer one question per day for a month. I felt like doing them all at once, so, there. I expect that everyone in the universe will answer at least one of these questions with the series, Twilight. I certainly will. :)

1. A book series you wish had gone on longer OR a book series you wish would just freaking end already (or both!):
The list of book series I didn’t wish to go on longer is shorter. I love series, because it means that there was so much more in the author’s head after the first book was written that they couldn’t stop, or they planned it that way, but regardless, it’s neat to reconnect with an existing set of characters, a familiar setting, and to see what happens after the last chapter of the previous book.

I really enjoyed reading a long series about this one place with telepathic dragons, a distant world that spanned thousands of years in book-time. I must say, though, that that particular author has been writing said books for over 40 years, and in her waning years, the quality of her work regarding this series (and most others) has slid steadily downhill. Moderation, even in enthusiasm, is a good thing.

2. A book or series you wish more people were reading and talking about:

3. The best book you’ve read in the last 12 months:
I’ve been enjoying a lot of fluff written by Louisa May Alcott (authoress of Little Women, among many others) and downloaded to my iPod to be read on long bus rides. I have a thing for the turn-of-the-century era (mental image of Little House on the Prairie rather than Titanic, but both apply), the fashionable costumes of the day, the mannerisms, and this author’s particular sensibilities regarding the value of human compassion and one’s altruistic sacrifices over material wealth and easy, selfish, dishonest ways. It was because of Little Women that I sought her other books; it is because of her other books that I much like this author. Two of my favorites include Eight Cousins and An Old-Fashioned Girl, who was old-fashioned even then but these days includes mannerisms that are unheard of in this present world but which I am drawn to innately.

4. Your favorite book or series ever:
As a child, I particularly enjoyed a couple of obscure favorites that happened to be stocked in the high school’s library, The Pit Dragon Chronicles by Jane Yolen, and a series of non-chronicled books based in the universe of Jean Karl‘s The Turning Place. And Dragonsinger by Anne McCaffrey was my very first remembered foray into science fiction, and I purchased every Pern book she published well into my adulthood.

5. A book or series you hate:
I’m scouring my mind for the title to this horribly written and long-winded science fiction novel, something with the word “Witch” in the title, relating the tale of a human woman who was sent to this planet to get the low-down on this alien race who had six fingers on each hand. It was at the tale end of this dreary tale that we learn that the sixth digit with its uniquely hooked fingernail was used to rip the amniotic sac of its offspring during its birth. It was a very odd book and I kept hoping it would get better. I was 13 at the time and 600 pages in, I gave up hope it would be good but had to finish it lest I regret the one plot twist that would have made this thing readable. I got to the end, looked at the back cover, and said to myself caustically, “Really?” It was obviously very forgettable. I found it completely by chance in a used bookstore a decade later. I think I threw it away a second decade later without getting past the first chapter.

6. Favorite book of your favorite series OR your favorite book of all time:
For sentimental reasons (mentioned previously), I’ll pick Dragonsinger. I’ve since given all my Pern books away but given the chance, I’d probably read it again, and enjoy it just as immensely.

7. Least favorite plot device employed by way too many books you actually enjoyed otherwise:
Oh gosh, let’s see how many I can list:

  • orphan
  • precocious orphan
  • precocious orphan who just happens to become one of the most wonderful or powerful people in the universe
  • a woman eventually figuring out that her beau is a douche
  • a guy who grows a pair
  • the author doing the equivalent of “rocks fall, everyone dies” to close out a beloved series they don’t wish to revisit by killing off the principle protagonists/antagonists
  • “It was a dark and stormy night”
  • Mary (and Gary) Sues who happen to be most wonderful or powerful person in the universe
  • the overly flawed principle character who still happens to be the most wonderful or powerful person in the universe
  • authors who write the same principle person into every series they write (I’m looking at you, Annie Mac)
  • opportunistic weather (lightning flashes just at the right moment, the rain pours oppressively just as someone says something dreary, ad nauseum)
  • the surprise “I am your father” angle

Eh, that’s enough for now.

8. A book everyone should read at least once:
Apparently Twilight is becoming the most cited example for how not to write, or, how to write badly and still make millions of bucks. It seems you have to read it at least once, to know what everyone is talking about before you can defend your choice to bash/make fun of it. Watching the movie is like Cliff Notes–you don’t get the true horror of it, though the acting and directing does help.

9. Best scene ever:
How about one that made me chortle? Some raunchy adult novel my great-grandmother handed to me behind my mom’s back, set in 1920s Egypt, regarding an American woman who falls in love with this Arabian dude who ships her to his palace under some pretense or another, they get going at it, fall in love, and all the rest of it. At one point, the author is attempting to describe the woman disrobing the man’s garments. She goes into great detail about the intricately embroidered silk shirt, talks languidly about removing his trews, and then says something about slipping his underpants off. Underpants? I had to stop reading and give a “wtf” look to no one in particular. Of all the words to describe a man’s undergarments, the author had to pick underpants?? For some reason this gave me a ridiculous mental image of him wearing Underoos, which of course killed the mood of what I was reading. I reread the novel years later, and I must say that the writing style of Roberta Latow makes Stephenie Meyer look MUCH better.

You know what? I’m half-finished with this entry and it’s dreadfully long already. I shall revisit this entry later and finish it. Actually, I’ll copy and paste this original to an all-new entry, and continue with the questions, and post it whole. But here’s what I got for now.

Here’re the rest of the questions, left undone for now:

10. A book you thought you wouldn’t like but ended up loving:

11. A book that disappointed you:

12. A book or series of books you’ve watched more than five times:

13. Favorite childhood book OR current favorite YA book (or both!):

14. Favorite character in a book (of any sex or gender):

15. Your “comfort” book:

16. Favorite poem or collection of poetry:

17. Favorite story or collection of stories (short stories, novellas, novelettes, etc.):

18. Favorite beginning scene in a book:

19. Favorite book cover (bonus points for posting an image!):

20. Favorite kiss:

21. Favorite romantic/sexual relationship (including asexual romantic relationships):

22. Favorite non-sexual relationship (including asexual romantic relationships):

23. Most annoying character ever:

24. Best quote from a novel:

25. Any five books from your “to be read” stack:

26. OMG WTF? OR most irritating/awful/annoying book ending:

27. If a book contains ______, you will always read it (and a book or books that contain it):

28. First favorite book or series obsession:

29. Saddest character death OR best/most satisfying character death (or both!):

30. What book are you reading right now?

Advice

one of roughest lessons in life
is to set your heart upon the wind
to let it be swept up in storms and in strife
and let it be captured, and held close, and pinned

for it is the butterfly you’re to let go of
and if it returns, then you keep it forever
and strangely, if it is lost in the sky above
you may grow another, as a dreamer morever.

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