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I went down to Seattle today to pick up [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor. It took me two hours to get from my place down to hers, a feat which usually only takes about 45 minutes to an hour. Traffic was awful, probably at least in part due to the rain. It was, unusually for that time of day, far worse heading south than the northbound lanes were.

Once I got in, we hung out briefly at her place, then she and [livejournal.com profile] joyful_storm and I all walked down to Edge to get the Box O Ritual Bits from the basement. I didn't want to move the car more than I had to, since I had a free parking spot not far from her apartment, and we'd need to haul a bunch of her stuff out to it before we headed north again. I talked to Robert a bit and told him that Datura was coming out in a paper edition. He was very excited and said he'd definitely get some to sell, so that's one mission accomplished.

I gave [livejournal.com profile] joyful_storm a ride home, then we headed north to Everett again, where cooking commenced. Some guys were moving in upstairs when we arrived -- there was a rental moving van outside and half a dozen or so guys hauling stuff up the stairs. They didn't finish until nearly midnight, but at least they're quiet now. They're probably going to be doing rather a bit of banging around unpacking over the next couple of days, but I will be away for a couple of days; I'm catching up with some sleep on Sunday at [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor's so I don't have to drive back here all sleep-depped in the morning. Monday will be her Pirate Party for Halloween and I'll be back down there again, but I'm guessing most of the moving in banging around part will be done by the time I get back late-ish Sunday. The DoDC+3 is coming with me so that I don't have to worry about getting my next door neighbor to take care of him for me.

The gołąbkis are in the oven at the moment. It will probably be 2 or 2:30am before they are done, given how late we got started. In a half hour or so I'll be checking on them and making the sour cream sauce to put on top. We need to be down to Seattle about 3pm tomorrow so we can do setup before people start arriving for the ritual. I need to spend a little time bookmarking the stories in the books we'll be using so that we don't have to hunt for them in the midst of everything else we'll be doing.

[livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor made stuffed squashes and pumpkin, which I won't eat, but I toasted the seeds after she was done and have nommed some of them. They were YUMMY. There are more of them, but I won't be eating the rest tonight. I had been planning on making a gluten-free rhubarb cobbler, but forgot to get the rhubarb while we were at the store. There will be metric tons of food at the vigil, so I'm not worried about anyone starving, so I didn't bother to run back to the store for it.

Tired Erynn is pretty tired, but we got a fair bit done today, at least.
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I'm having a really hard time just putting pen to paper and roughing out the outline for the Mensa talk. I got some requested emails today with articles Tracy sent me that deal with some of the statistical stuff within and outside the VA, but I don't want to read all of them, just skim them for things that might be necessary. I really kind of feel like I need to sit down with somebody pretty much holding my hand (not physically, but just in the being in the same room and helping me with it sense) while I do this thing. I suspect part of me thinks that if I keep putting it off, it won't be real. I knew this was going to be hard, but I had hoped it might not be as hard as this. This does not mean that I in any way intend to back out of it, just that dealing with it is very difficult for me. I'm hoping that [livejournal.com profile] alfrecht and maybe [livejournal.com profile] martianmooncrab might be with me at the talk itself -- I can at least get [livejournal.com profile] martianmooncrab in for the day on Friday if she'd like to come and be moral support.

The baklava I made today was very tasty. I kept a couple of pieces each for me and the sib and hauled the rest over to the next door neighbor's place and dropped it off with her. She was totally thrilled. I just did a quick zip in and out.

A little later in the evening, I got a ping from [livejournal.com profile] fullcontactmuse, who asked if I wanted to drop by AFK when she got out of dance class at 9:15, so I headed over there. What we didn't realize was that it was karaoke night. It was... painful. And we got rickrolled while we were at it. Painful. Very very painful. Apparently Thursdays are the new karaoke night, but they also were bringing in some new DJ equipment tonight as well, and plan to have music in the bar to help counteract the karaoke for those folks who want to be there on a Thursday evening without having to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous off-key ear-mangling. At least if there's something on the bar side, it should be tolerable.

Saturday is the Midsummer ritual and I'm supposed to pick up [livejournal.com profile] alfrecht that afternoon after he's done teaching. The sib says he may leave Monday if the paperwork he's waiting on arrives in time. I'm planning on leaving Tuesday and maybe catching lunch with [livejournal.com profile] martianmooncrab on my way south, as per usual.

One of the things that a little extra time between leaving California and the need to arrive in Portland promises is a trip up to finally see Crater Lake. I've been in the PNW since 1981 and I haven't been there yet. When I'm traveling, I'm usually all about getting from A to B as quickly as possible and I think it's time that I softened up on that a little and actually tried to enjoy some of the sights between here and there. It'll add one extra night to the trip, but I can do that. I've always wanted to see the place, so it's time I did so. There will be photos. :D
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Today I spent roasting a chicken and making some parsnips for lunch/dinner, and made some gravy to go along with them. They were quite tasty and there's a lot left over. The carcass will no doubt be turned into chicken soup in the next day or two.

After I ate, I pulled together some links for articles on [livejournal.com profile] heilun_coo's website as reading for June's CR schmooze. I haven't heard back with any positive responses from the schmooze folks yet about brunch with [livejournal.com profile] smithing_chick, though one person said that if she actually had any money, she'd be all over it. It's too close to the end of the month for most people, I think, but I'll certainly make an effort to get out to see her when she's here.

Later, I shifted some more things around in the living room. The bookshelf from in front of the north wall went into the hallway, as I'd measured the night before and found that it would actually fit without any trouble. I also hauled all the books from the current hallway bookcase (Celtic studies stuff) into the living room next to my desk to be catalogued in the next few days. I'm not done shifting things around but the furniture, at least, will probably stay where it is for the time being. I'll need to go through and get rid of some things that I don't need; some are probably of the "just get rid of it" variety, while other things might go to other people, depending.

I've definitely noted the difference in the amount of light in the room, even on a rainy day. It's helping some, given that the shelf had been covering about half of the wall, and I really need that space for what little light does get in. The current bookshelves there are only slightly taller than the couch, so they're not really blocking anything except ground-level light.

I did get to speak with [livejournal.com profile] seanthedruid today about the Eight Winds festival and the whole food plan thing. It was confirmed that I've been comped in, which means I get my food provided, so I sent along my food allergies and such to the person in charge. He's also sending out the check to cover travel funds in the next couple of days, so it should arrive in the next week or so, in time for me to actually be able to use it to get down there.

The Everett steampunk meetup was tonight -- two of the local druids showed up, and a couple of my steampunk friends from Seattle. It had been pretty quiet when we arrived, but a large gaming group showed up and it got pretty noisy in our corner, so we had to ask to be moved as one of our number was getting a serious headache from the noise level. I learned that after the mess with the drama queen guy running the Everett druid meetup, the group had declared a location for a next meeting, which never happened, and apparently the group disbanded a couple of days later. Not that this surprises me too much, given the control-freakiness of the guy in charge.

The AFK had an ahi tuna sandwich tonight as their special. One of our folks ordered it and gave me a bite. The ahi was really good stuff, seared just right on the outside and perfect near-raw on the inside. Very juicy.

I came back about 9:30 but haven't been able to get it together to do much since. I did note when I went to the Twitter website that I have 498 people following me, so I put out a notice that whoever was my 500th follower would get a free copy of my Circle of Stones pdf ebook. We'll see if I get a couple more.

Right now, my back hurts right between my shoulders and under my right scapula. I'm very much looking forward to soaking in Bj and SJ's hot tub this Saturday.
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Yesterday when I went grocery shopping, I picked up a couple of small pieces of swordfish for me and the sib. I let them thaw in the fridge overnight then let them marinate for several hours in the juice of one organic orange, accompanied by three crushed garlic cloves, a goodly chunk of ginger sliced tiny, and a small section of anaheim chile, also sliced very tiny.

Once I'd let it marinate for a while, I put it in the oven at 375 for about 45 minutes, until it was cooked through. Veggies were a saute of portobello mushroom, garlic, onion, grey squash (like zucchini but a light, mottled green), and Italian kale in sesame oil.

Dinner was declared yummy by all.

Aside from that, it was a quiet day at home. The sib says it snowed and rained before I got up, but it was cold but sunny by the time I'd emerged from my cocoon. It's currently a chilly 36f, partly cloudy, with a full moon in the sky.

I uploaded stuff to an archive site today, which took a few hours. I really should do my load of light laundry tomorrow at some point. Tuesday starts up with the VA group again. Since we don't have a chaplain anymore, we're doing a writing/journaling group for a six-week session. It should be interesting to see where this will go.
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I went down to Seattle today to see [livejournal.com profile] sebastian_lvx, who moved back to Seattle from San Diego a few days ago. Things hadn't worked out for him there, so he's back in town and looking for work again. We had chai at Travelers and talked for I think a couple of hours before he had to head downtown. [livejournal.com profile] ogam called and we talked briefly about tomorrow, when I'll be meeting him for lunch at Travelers after he gets in from El Paso.

It turns out that [livejournal.com profile] sebastian_lvx has been using the gatekeeper poems I've had published in Queen of the Great Below for invocatory work in some of the qliphotic magic he's been doing recently. I found that interesting and was flattered that he found the poems worth working with. I think that he some of my other friends and I may have a couple of interesting things to talk about regards this when we get together for Foundation Day before Samhain on Saturday.

I dropped by Edge briefly and ran into [livejournal.com profile] nathan_fhtagn on his way up to the QFC running an errand for a friend. We said hi and both dashed off to our own things; he was heading to Travelers to pick up a chai to go after he got done at the QFC.

I didn't stay at Edge very long; there wasn't really anything new on the shelves today, but I said hi to Robert and [livejournal.com profile] golanv1 before wandering over to Hugo House to see about donating my old copies of APA Tarot and Pagan APA to the zine archive there. The guy at the desk said I should talk to the library director, so I'll email her after Samhain. I haven't looked at the old zines in ages, and there's no real reason for me to keep them here. They'll be doing better work in the archive at Hugo House, where they'll be preserved and people can see them.

Once I got home this evening, I tossed myself into preparation for Samhain, gathering together the texts for the traditional tales we'll be reading. I also put together the formal outline and script for the ritual itself and sent it off to the Puget Sound CR list. I'm going to have to spend some time Friday working on the gołąbkis and borscht because I'm not going to have time to breathe on Saturday before both rituals. I may need to pick up Charles on my way to Seattle for Foundation Day and I'll just have everything with me in the car for Samhain as well. There's no way I'm going to have time to get back up to Everett between rituals.

[livejournal.com profile] sebastian_lvx said he would be bringing one of his friends from the Seattle Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence to Foundation Day and that they were planning on manifesting at the ritual, which should be fabulous and wonderful. Thankfully, [livejournal.com profile] alfrecht will be here Friday, so I should be able to get things together with a little help from him. I may need it. The only text we're currently missing for Samhain is Airne Fingen, which I don't have and can't find anywhere online. I know that [livejournal.com profile] alfrecht has it, but it may not be accessible anywhere, which could be a problem; it's not that we won't have enough things to read for the night, but that this particular tale involves a long series of things that happen on Samhain all over Ireland, so it's very significant for the season.

And I should really get to bed. I need to be up in time to meet [livejournal.com profile] ogam at Travelers about 1, given that his plane gets in about noon.
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I've never actually cooked anything with filo dough before. Tonight, I made myself a lamb pie in filo dough. Sauteed lamb, onion, garlic, fennel bulb, pine nuts, rosemary, and crushed pepper sauteed together then put into a filo crust with feta between layers of the lamb sautee. I put it all together and slapped it in the oven for about 45 minutes and it looks and tastes fantastic! Photo quality isn't great, but there ya go.

foodporn!

I didn't actually get into Seattle today. Instead I got a haircut, redyed my hair, bought a very necessary mattress topper to replace the dead top of my waterbed mattress, and got some badly needed new clothes. Apparently my bottom fits into a girlie size 12, a thing I had no idea of before today. I usually get men's jeans.

All in all, it was a longish but successful day. I am having a happy dinner. Tomorrow I will be joined by [livejournal.com profile] alfrecht for a trip down to Seattle to accomplish various things including seeing the Rite of Mercury, and possibly attending part of the Tea Festival. I'll have to check and see if the library office is open tomorrow for procurement of the library card renewal. I don't want to have to go into the U District unless I need to, as traffic is almost always a bear there.
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I didn't go down to Seattle for shrinkage today, feeling too creaky to leave the house except for mandatory dog walking. I'm hoping I'll feel a little better tomorrow, but am contemplating some tylenol with codeine tonight so I can sleep.

Pretty much nothing got done today, sadly. I looked to see if there were any references to Brigid in Lady With a Mead Cup but there were none. I had doubted there would be, but one must take a peek, anyway. Maybe I should just consider that the via negativa of my research or something.

I did at least manage to cook something tasty, though by no means in the category of tasty food-porn-ness. It was more "this is what I have hanging around, I'll toss it together and it should taste okay." There's more than enough left for tomorrow and possibly Friday as well; Saturday I'll be heading down to Portland for the Abney Park show, and to see [livejournal.com profile] lupabitch and [livejournal.com profile] martianmooncrab. I'll be heading back home on Sunday, so it's only a short trip.

If I'm feeling sufficiently better tomorrow, I'll poke around in my Brigid sources and outline my Queering the Flame essay (again). I usually make a dozen or so outlines for something before I end up writing it, and half the time it doesn't resemble the outline at all by the time I'm done, but I do find that poking at outlines helps me organize my thoughts a little.

For now, a quote from [livejournal.com profile] unwoman from a Twitter conversation about Goth Vs. Steampunk: "songs about vampires on cello banjo are full of death & irony, not joy!"
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Over in [livejournal.com profile] eireannoir's LJ, she gave out five words to people who asked for them. Specifically, words that reminded her of the asker. We are then supposed to explain said words. Here's the words I got:

cooking

One of my favorite things ever. I learned to cook in self-defense. I love and adore my mom, but aside from maybe half a dozen things, she's not all that flexible or creative as a cook. Some of it no doubt had to do with not much to work with when I was growing up, but I do remember that one visit to South Dakota when I was still trying to be vegetarian where I got nothing but macaroni salad for most of a week...

*sigh*

Cooking, when I have the energy for it, makes me happy. Cooking for other people makes me even happier. Hospitality is love, you see, and feeding people is the essence of hospitality. I love experimenting with new things to see how they taste. I love to play with old things and combine them in new ways to see if I can make it more interesting. Give me a box of macs and chz and I shall turn it into something Other. It might even be edible, provided you're not allergic to the chemicals in the box in the first place.

I've cooked on flat rocks by campfires, over grills, in ovens and on stoves. I've taken fish I caught myself and turned them into food. Likewise for veggies I've grown. I'm not much for yeast bread, but I can do a mean quickbread. The best way to guarantee that you'll like what's on your plate is to learn to cook for yourself.

geilt

There's a little madness in all of us. I'm unconvinced that the human race is capable of full sanity. Look out your window. Tell me everyone you see is sane. Can you do it?

Are you sure?

Sometimes I think being geilt is like being a canary in a coal mine; a sensitive precursor to harm to the rest of the group. At least geilt can be a useful madness.

washington

I'm assuming state, since that's where I live, rather than DC, where politicians strive to make everyone's life miserable.

I've lived in a lot of places over the years. Washington, specifically Seattle and Puget Sound, is the place that grabbed my soul and hung on. We have a little of almost everything here. Islands? Got 'em. Desert? Yep. Mountains? Oh, yeah. Fjords? No need to pine. Forest? In spades. Glaciers? At least until global climate change catches up with them. Caves and volcanos and seashores and cities and small towns and writers and musicians and theaters and ethnic food and world music... We have a little of everything. We may not do individual things as well as other places, but who else has this kind of combination?

It's home.

holmes

Aside from the fact that it's the last name of my first husband, I've been a Sherlock Holmes fan since I was but a wee sprout. I've loved Holmes from Basil of Baker Street to Jeremy Brett. I feel a certain trepidation about the upcoming movie, but Watson at least looks like he'll kick ass.

There's something immortal about Holmes's logic and his impeccable deductive skills. He's the Confucian Superior Man, the perfect paragon of science, a man who has dedicated himself fully to his pursuits. And yet despite his claims against the softer emotions, he sides with lovers wanting justice rather than the police in their pursuit of law. He cares very much for Watson, whom he has discovered he can't actually do without. He pouts and sulks. He's flawed in ways as grand as his successes. And it's that flawed humanity that makes people love him as a character a century and more after his first cases were supposedly undertaken. We still make movies about him, radio plays, comics, fanfic.

My fandom predates television.

chai

MMMmmmmm, chai. Tea of the Gods. Take perfection and add spice. Chai cures all ills. Really. Just try it sometime. The heavens will open.

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