erynn: Gaelic merman image (Illya "Missed it by this much")
I had three different people come and see the place today. I figure we're off to a pretty good start. I have no idea what tomorrow will bring. Well, except the MRI, but that's different.

Today I found out where the MRI will be (up in the radiology department on the second floor). I stopped up on Capitol Hill today at Laughing Buddha and had some of my jewelry removed for the MRI and they'll put it back in tomorrow when I'm done. [livejournal.com profile] ingvisson and I stopped for some Ethiopian at Queen of Sheba between dropping some boxes at the storage unit and dealing with the jewelry.

I was supposed to have somebody stop by around 7:30 to pick up the couch. They said they were five minutes away and would text me. They still haven't showed up. I've told another person I still have the couch. We'll see what happens tomorrow. yay craigslist flaking. I mean, I hope the person didn't get in a car wreck or something, but it has been pretty annoying.

My back hurts. My neck hurts. I'm a little creaky and cranky. I'm contemplating food but mostly I'm contemplating crawling off to bed, as I was up this morning at 8:30 so I could be up and about when the guy showed to replace the fireplace glass. That took about 45 minutes and now all is well.

Overall I am doing pretty well, I'm just frustrated with the flake factor. I really hope the condo sells quickly.

A mixed bag

Aug. 3rd, 2013 12:33 am
erynn: Gaelic merman image (Everything Hurts)
There will be someone coming Thursday morning to replace the broken fireplace door panel.

I got up about 10am and got about 90% of the stuff I intended to done before the real estate agent showed up an hour early - but his camera was broken so all he did was take a look around, talk with me for a little bit, and leave the key box. I have a reprieve to finish up the work properly and then actually wash the floors before another agent comes by on Tuesday to take photos. Wednesday they will list the place. I have told them about the DoDC+3 in his crate, and requested no calls before noon, and they were amenable to this. He said he didn't think we would have any trouble getting approval for the short sale, so I am slightly more at ease. There are never guarantees, but I'm sure he has a good feel for this kind of thing.

Tomorrow, Sonia is coming to pick up the mattress in the morning sometime, probably 10:30 or so. When she's got that, I'll take a couple photos of the frame then see if I can persuade her and the person with the truck to give me a hand dismantling the frame and moving the small couch from the library into the bedroom so that I can sleep on that. Then I'll get the frame out to the garage and whoever comes to buy it can get it already dismantled.

I ended up stuffing a lot of things into drawers, and some into boxes to haul out to the garage unsorted and open, and then piled a bunch of papers and binders full of things into the library closet to get them out of sight. Now that I have a little time, I can sort through them properly over the weekend and on Monday.

I was so exhausted today that I took a soak in an epsom salts bath (I'm covered with bruises from moving things) and then took a nap. [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor came over for a bit before that and we caught up on what's happening with each other while curled up on the couch. After the real estate agent left, I essentially just said "screw it, I'm taking the rest of the day off," and gods have I needed to. I'm still so exhausted I'm numb and tingly. The dizziness has been worse the past couple of days because of all the physical effort I've been putting into things. I ordered chinese after I got up from my nap, and I'll be heading for bed again here fairly soon because I need to be up at about 10am for Sonia when she gets here. Then it's tackling the things that are left to do before Tuesday.

I also need to call one of the gals from my VA group, who said she might be able to help me out this weekend. I'm thinking perhaps on Sunday she can help me haul some boxes down to Seattle, as she says she has a station wagon.

Anyway, collapsing now.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
I got a ton of stuff done today. Patrick came by and did some more work here at the house and I boxed things, shifted stuff to the garage, cleaned, and moved furniture. [livejournal.com profile] randwolf came by as promised and we moved a bunch of book boxes into my new storage unit on the hill. I've sorted all the stuff that I'll be sending to the archival library into a couple of large boxes to take over to the mailout place when a car is available. They'll have to be put into FedEx boxes of some sort as these are not shipping boxes. They're really only suitable for just carrying stuff, but it will be good to get them out of here.

The place is a lot less cluttered now, which is good, but is feeling desperately empty, which is not so good. I have a lot of shelves that are empty of books, but covered with small things that need to go into boxes so that they can be packed properly.

I still have a ton of things to do before the real estate agent gets here Friday.

As to the stupid, while I've been dealing with stuff here, I have occasionally put stuff in the fireplace and burned things like old herbs, papers with personal information on them, and other type things. I did that today but tossed a couple of candles in the pile without really thinking it through. Wax was melting all over the place, and at one point it got so hot I thought it was going to start the wooden handle of the fireplace door on fire. I couldn't get it open, so I zapped it with the fire extinguisher. Which shattered one of the tempered glass plates on the four panel folding door. On the other hand, better than burning the place down, you know?

It's kind of a mess. It's largely cleaned up but I've got a call in to a fireplace place to have somebody come and replace the panel and maybe see if there's any wax all run down below the fireplace inside, hopefully before the real estate agent gets here on Friday at 1pm. It was stupid. It will probably be kind of expensive to deal with. On the other hand, I've been pushing myself really hard and just plain wasn't thinking clearly when I did this.

I still have some cleanup to do, but most of it won't be too bad, it's just messy and yet another complication when I don't need one.

On the good end of things (in addition to getting a bazillion things done today), I was talking to one of my neighbors who used to do real estate (he actually sold several of the units at the condo here in past years), and he said that the market is getting better and prices are going up. I don't know if it will be enough of a rise in prices that I won't still have to do a short sale, but we shall see what happens.

I've had a couple of inquiries on the cargo bike. One person was asking about possibly coming over tomorrow to have a look at it, hopefully before I leave for the VA appointment at 2pm.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (Wile E WTF)
So today I woke up to an email from Google telling me that the account associated with my seanet email address had its password changed. That account was never used for anything other than admin on my Searching for Imbas blog; I'd forgotten the password some time ago and had never done anything with it, so the blog is actually administered from my gmail account. I attempted to go and get control of the seanet Google account back but could not because I couldn't remember when the account was created or when the last time I'd logged into it was. I went and removed it from the Blogger account, though.

Later today I got an email from Google Play saying that somebody in Tacoma had ordered something from them. The Visa used was not an account number I am familiar with. After a couple of hours of searching various Google websites and help pages, I called to try to have the order cancelled. The help desk person said they'd do that if they could.

Several hours later, I got another email saying the thing had shipped. I called again and tried once again to explain things to people. I got shuffled over to Google Wallet, which is a service I have never used. After a lengthy struggle, I managed to convey that I had not ordered the item, that the address it was being shipped to was not mine, the credit card was either not mine or had expired years ago, and that I wanted any and all Google accounts associated with my seanet address deleted. I think that might have finally been accomplished. I was very clear with them that I had nothing to do with this order and, if they get defrauded because of it, I am in no way responsible for any costs associated with the mess.

My actual seanet email account and website appear to be fine, but if you get any emails from me from my seanet account that don't actually sound like they are from me? Let me know because there might have been further consequences of this incident. As far as I know, there should be no issue, but I just want people to be aware of what happened.

I've been feeling like complete crap the past couple of days anyway, and the depression is getting to me pretty badly. I talked last night to [livejournal.com profile] man_of_snows and today to [livejournal.com profile] ogam about different aspects of things I'm struggling with, which was nice. Skype text chat is pretty useful when the system actually bothers to send the messages. Sometimes they seem to just get stuck in the great bit bucket in the sky.

I'm doing my best, but it's hard right now. Not knowing what's happening or how to alleviate the problem is confusing and frightening, and the dizziness compounds the usual fibro fog to a truly awful degree. Sometimes simple conversations can get a little confusing. If I find out that the dizziness is permanent, at least that's a place I can work from. Not knowing is the hardest part of this.

And I feel like I'm complaining a lot here lately, for which I apologize. I know this isn't anything more than really inconvenient in an absolute sense. Yes, it may change my life in some extreme ways, but things could be a lot worse. That said, it's still pretty frightening. The kinds of changes I may have to contemplate are far-reaching and I wish I didn't have to think about them. Today's confusion and stress really just made things worse, but I'm doing my best to talk to people and keep on top of things.

Sometimes, however, a hug would be really nice.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (Book of Dreams)
I've been asking myself about the whole deadlines thing for the Lammys and re-read the emails carefully, which was good, because it turns out I'd misread a bit. The Lammys were talked about (only two bi categories this year) and a new set of bisexual writer awards was proposed in that same email without too much of a break between topics, which is what I've sent in my book for. Still pretty damned cool, and stuff like this has to start somewhere, so yeah. Possibly New York, but not for exactly what I'd thought.

NYPL. The Cloisters. A cool bar with a TARDIS in it. These things I definitely want to see. And we'll see what happens.

oops

May. 7th, 2013 01:43 am
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
So that VA appointment today? Wasn't actually an appointment.

Apparently central scheduling has been sending out appointments recently that the clinics didn't make, and this was one of those. I got to the clinic and was told the appointment had been cancelled, but nobody had told me. Well that's because nobody had cancelled it because the clinic didn't actually even know. Anyway, I did get travel funds for the trip, but it was bloody inconvenient for both me and [livejournal.com profile] ingvisson.

I hung out for a little bit today with [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor after I got home, then came back here. The day was gorgeous and hot, in the mid-80s, which was really really nice after all the chilly weather we'd been having. I'm not sure when it will be going back to its normal grey state.

I mailed out the copy of my poetry book to Sheela today. It should be there tomorrow or Wednesday. We exchanged some emails after I got home. She wants to know if I can be in NYC for June 2nd if I'm a finalist for the awards. I got email back from my publisher about it, and they were very excited. They're gong to contact Sheela and find out what, if anything, further needs to be done, and possibly arrange for one of them to be there if I'm actually going to be there myself. The lowest round trip airfare I found today was $322, which is doable, provided I find a place to stay in NYC with one of my friends out there. I do have a couple, and have some inquiries out. I can't afford a hotel room, but I can certainly afford to get to NYC and back. On the other hand, what would I wear to a Big Gay Awards Ceremony? (Things I either already have or can afford before I go...) Anyway, I'll figure it out if I need to get on a plane.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (Eggplant)
Yesterday was mostly quiet, though I did go out to the AFK. I did more planning for the east coast trip both last night and today, and I also made my reservation with the Ashland Hostel for my trip down to PCon in February.

Sadly, Ruby Sara isn't in Chicago anymore, as she's moved back down to Texas. This, however, means I can take toll-free roads around Chicago rather than driving through. I will have an opportunity to visit with the awesome [livejournal.com profile] storyfan in KZoo, though, which I'm very much looking forward to. We've been writing in the same fandoms off and on for some years now. I put in a note to Owen in Providence about visiting the NECTW folks there on my way from Plymouth down to NYC.

I have a few folks to visit in NYC, one of whom will be out here later this month. I need to start making a list of places I intend to visit while I'm on the road.

While I was in Europe, I was defeated by my camera's continuous shot setting and finally, today, got it figured out. It's not nearly as fast as my previous camera, but it will do. I missed a fair bit of stuff that I would have liked to get while I was overseas because I couldn't figure out how to turn on the multiple shots function. At least now I will be able to do a little better. It does make a huge difference, given how much my hands shake. I really rely on that setting to compensate for the muscle tremors.

Today I've been having more of the "left eyeball feels splodey" headache. It's not quite bad enough to be disabling and I suspect that it had to do with the snow that came today. It only just now got down to 32f, but it had been raining/snowing much of the day. The streets and the parking lot are clear, but the cars and the grass do still have a little snow on them. I'm sure it will be gone by tomorrow, unless we get more tonight.

Tomorrow is the first of our 10-week VA group sessions in the new year. They know I will be gone for a couple of weeks in February, as I always am, but I wouldn't want to miss tomorrow's session due to either a migraine or snow. Either would be horribly annoying.

I spent a little of today giving thought to compiling my list of Irish deities/heroes who have some association with healing. I haven't actually set pen to paper yet, but have been dredging through my memory banks to get a few listed, along with the context. The headache, though, has made most things a little more laborious than they really ought to be. Staying focused is hard.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
My headache isn't really getting much better (sometimes I have a mild to moderate headache for weeks on end because fibro sucks), and the cold has been getting to my knees and hips, so I doubt I am going to get out to the shrine for Hatsumode this year unless things improve drastically tomorrow. Chances of that are low.

I paid the bills today and when I tried to print out the confirmation pages and such, my printer, which has been acting up lately, finally gave up the ghost. This necessitated a trip over to the store to get a new one. I then spent a couple of hours messing about with packaging and installation and wireless setup and all that stuff before I could print the receipts. At least I have reduced the number of cables doing the spaghetti thing under the desk - being this one is wireless, I don't have a USB cable to worry about.

The new printer is an Epson. The old one was an HP. I have a spare black and a spare color cartridge for it. If you use HP 92 and 93, and you're willing to send me $20 and postage, I'll let you have the pair of them. Better if you're local and can just pick them up from me, though.

After I got all that sorted, I did go grocery shopping, mostly because the DoDC+3 was out of food and responsible dog mommies get food for their critters.

Needless to say, I got little else done. Headaches are not conducive to focus. I did print out a doc from someone who wants me to offer some comments on her PCon presentation. That was part of my frustration with the printer today. I'd meant to spend some time reading it over and giving it some thought, but just didn't have the spoons by the time I got through with everything.

I ordered in some pasta from next door. It's convenient to have a few things nearby that do deliver. I felt a little better after I ate, but not quite enough to be genuinely functional. Fortunately, my hand hurts a little less today!

There was email this afternoon from Hiraeth about publicity plans for this coming year for the press. There are a few things I need to do, including actually getting off my ass and seeing about arranging readings at Elliott Bay and Open Books if possible. I wish I wasn't so nervous about talking to strangers. It's really hard for me to send an email out of the blue and say "hey, can I maybe schedule a reading at your store." I know some people are all about talking to pretty much anyone, but being introverted on top of being anxious around talking to strangers makes it difficult for me.

And now to try and maybe do a little more about the headache and possibly get something resembling sleep.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (giftie)
I slept later than I had anticipated. [livejournal.com profile] ogam texted me to say he won't be getting here until the 18th, apparently, as he's been sick. I had a confusion about when the Abney Park concert is (January, thought it was December) so I thought there was a schedule conflict. I'm relieved that it wasn't an issue.

This evening [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor and I went down to Seattle to hang out with some friends at a birthday party for a couple of hours. It was nice to see everyone, and the birthday girl was thrilled we were there, so that was nice. I was out of some things that I needed (dog food, half and half) and so we stopped at Safeway on the way back. I had wanted to get out and pick things up yesterday but wasn't feeling well enough to really leave the house for it. I'm glad I was able to get out today for a little while.

I spent some time going over the two issues of Abraxas this evening and wondering whether what I want to write about ogam and magic will actually fit in with their stuff, but I suspect it's just my usual writer anti-ego speaking. That's the one that says I can't actually write and my work is crap and nobody wants to read what I have to say anyway. Which is patent bullshit, but it's what my brain churns out. I always feel this way when I'm trying to start a new project and it sucks.

I was also looking at notes and things for the Brigid book, wondering what I wanted to do with/about that. I do need to start it sometime soon, but it keeps mutating in my head and I'm not quite sure what I want to do with it beyond it being a vehicle for helping people with a flamekeeping practice. How to best accomplish that is the question. I'll probably talk about it with [livejournal.com profile] mael_brigde when she gets here later this month.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
I was up and down all last night. Tried to go to bed at a reasonable hour and only slept for a couple. Stayed up went back to bed got up - sleep was not exactly optimal.

I didn't do much today. I did get confirmation from the few folks who will be here for Samhain, so at least was taken care of and I know now how many to plan for.

The post brought the card with the funds for the traded in computer, so now I just have to decide what to do with it. I'm debating updating my MS Word/Office but not sure as yet. I know they've changed it a fair bit between 2008 (the version I'm using) and 2011 (the current Mac version). It would probably be more useful to upgrade that than anything else I might do with the store credit.

I need to get some sleep. Later this evening is [livejournal.com profile] joyful_storm's birthday party, and I said I would probably go. I'll see how I'm feeling when the time for getting on the road rolls around.

I hate insomnigrackles.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
I had been fairly certain Monday was my VA appointment but my calendar said Tuesday. I was up until about 6:30am and was too fried to wake up before 3. When I got up I called and canceled ehr appointment. I have no idea if I'd missed it or if it really was supposed to be today.

I went back to [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor's place in the evening and finished putting her dresser together then headed home again. Sent out invites for my private Samhain. I also wrote and tried to send my email declaring my leavetaking from the schmooze but, thanks to the vaguaries of yahoogroups, my email didn't go through before I dropped my group memberships. The email bounced. I've asked GIS to forward it for me, given the kerfuffle. It would be awfully awkward to have to join the group and wait to be reapproved just to send an email saying I'm leaving.

Anyway, that'll be done and it is a huge load off my mind. I may be going ove to the AFK tonight if I have any energy at all, and I need to email M from GIS's band as he expressed an interest in going this week. That, though, is a matter for when I finally get some sleep, which I am not doing right now.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
The tea I thought was happening today is actually set for tomorrow. I set my alarm for noon when I didn't have to and texted the person about 1:20 only to be reminded it was Tuesday. That dealt with, I went over to [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor's place, where I hung out with her and [livejournal.com profile] ingvisson and put together most of a computer armoire. When we broke to take the DoDC+3 to the vet, [livejournal.com profile] ingvisson headed home. The DoDC+3 behaved more or less well enough until we got to the nail trimming portion of the experience. He got really frantic and bitey, so we left the shortest of his claws alone (only one) and scheduled a dental for him next month. I've never taken him in for any dental work and it looks like he may lose the two front lower teeth because they're very loose. His claws will get trimmed to a normal length while he's under for the dental work.

Upon finishing up the canine torture, I dropped him home, grabbed something quick to eat, and went back over to [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor's place to finish up the furniture assembly. Upon finishing that up, one of her cats came up and I petted it, only to find it was having... intestinal issues. I will just say that there is no greater love anyone can have for their girlfriend than helping her clean up her poop-encrusted cat. *shudder*

Home again after that, but too tired to finish up the writing I was going to do today. Tomorrow, tea for an hour or so, then steampunkery in the evening, but I'll try to finish up the publicity piece between tea and steam.

All in all, a very tiring day.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (writy pooped)
Ummm... I got up and got dressed?

Tired. Fried like calamari.

One of my friends came by today and I'd totally spaced that I'd asked him to come over. I hadn't seen him in a year or so, and it was nice to catch up with him briefly, but he knew I was about out of spoons so he stayed long enough for a cup of tea and we made plans to get together again later.

Toast. Toast is my middle name.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (ogam sequence)
More photographs and scans were done today, along with plugging in some information from [livejournal.com profile] alfrecht. Sadly, I entirely spaced actually attaching the file I meant to send him last night, so I had to do that this evening. I still have a few ogam sigils to do, but beyond that, I think I'm done with the material for the PowerPoint aspect of the presentation and can put it all together when Jeff gets here tomorrow evening.

My creaky parts are creaking, and the weather took a change toward the autumnal today. It was grey all day and started raining late in the evening. It's coming down out there right now.

Got some more writing done today, and did a little brainstorming with [livejournal.com profile] random_nexus, whom I haven't had a chance to talk with in several months. Even though we had less than half an hour, she was (as always) a brilliant sounding board for ficcy things. Thanks Random!

While I was in the midst of multitasking today, I totally burnt the crap out of some chickpeas I was trying to cook for curry. I hate it when I utterly lose track of everything like that. It was a waste of perfectly good food, which also annoys me, and I'm going to have to scrape a bit of the burnt stuff out of the bottom of the pot. It's currently soaking in some baking soda and vinegar in an effort to deal with some of the mess. I wish I was better at keeping track of that sort of thing instead of getting utterly lost in my head while I'm working.

I really ought to try to get a little sleep tonight, as I got essentially none last night. I didn't actually even try to sleep until almost 10:30am and got back up by 2pm, so it was very minimal. No doubt that's influencing my creakiness.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (Whitman: not all who wander)
After our arrival in Salzburg and settling into the guesthouse, we hopped on the bus down into the main area of town. It's been beautiful weather today, if overcast. We wandered around a bit so I could take photos, then went to the Mozart museum. The place was laid out in a pretty confusing way. Lots of "exit this way" signs that actually led down to the next level of the museum as well as out. It could have been signed slightly more clearly. While it was interesting, I was disappointed at how much of the material was facsimiles and reproductions.

We were a little tired after that, so wandered around in search of a restaurant. We stopped at an Indian place because the sib couldn't remember the name of the place (or where it was) that he usually eats while in town. The food was good and was not nearly as sweet as what I'd been having in Europe so far. Well worth nibbling upon.

When we were done with dinner, we went to see if we could visit the catacombs. They were locked (only open a few hours a day), but we did tour the cemetary outside, which was just amazing. I got some fabulous photographs of ancient headstones, modern family plots, painted metal memorial markers, and wonderfully gothy material as a live Mozart concert played in the background. Something very dramatic - might have been a bit from Don Giovanni, but I don't know enough Mozart to be sure. It's high festival season here and concerts are going on everywhere around the city.

The sib and I decided to sit outside in the guest garden (used advisedly, as it's a little enclosed courtyard) and have a drink. I set up the iPad and asked the sib to order me a cider. He wasn't sure what I meant, nor was the lady at the bar, so he came back with a huge class of apple juice with fizzy water in it. I took one taste and knew that it wasn't what I'd asked for. Fermented, I can drink cider. Unfermented apple juice does horrible things to my intestines. I went into the bar and tried to explain what I'd meant, but she'd never heard of alcoholic cider, so I had to order a glass of wine instead. I'll end up paying for the juice, but there's not much to be done about that. It's sitting here on the table staring balefully at me.

Tomorrow we'll check around some more of the Salzburg sights before heading south to Italy. The sib says his place is about four hours from here, depending on traffic. It should be some spectacular scenery, as we are already pretty high up in the Alps right now. Despite the early morning traffic in Prague, this has really been a lovely day.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (Whitman: not all who wander)
After our arrival in Salzburg and settling into the guesthouse, we hopped on the bus down into the main area of town. It's been beautiful weather today, if overcast. We wandered around a bit so I could take photos, then went to the Mozart museum. The place was laid out in a pretty confusing way. Lots of "exit this way" signs that actually led down to the next level of the museum as well as out. It could have been signed slightly more clearly. While it was interesting, I was disappointed at how much of the material was facsimiles and reproductions.

We were a little tired after that, so wandered around in search of a restaurant. We stopped at an Indian place because the sib couldn't remember the name of the place (or where it was) that he usually eats while in town. The food was good and was not nearly as sweet as what I'd been having in Europe so far. Well worth nibbling upon.

When we were done with dinner, we went to see if we could visit the catacombs. They were locked (only open a few hours a day), but we did tour the cemetary outside, which was just amazing. I got some fabulous photographs of ancient headstones, modern family plots, painted metal memorial markers, and wonderfully gothy material as a live Mozart concert played in the background. Something very dramatic - might have been a bit from Don Giovanni, but I don't know enough Mozart to be sure. It's high festival season here and concerts are going on everywhere around the city.

The sib and I decided to sit outside in the guest garden (used advisedly, as it's a little enclosed courtyard) and have a drink. I set up the iPad and asked the sib to order me a cider. He wasn't sure what I meant, nor was the lady at the bar, so he came back with a huge class of apple juice with fizzy water in it. I took one taste and knew that it wasn't what I'd asked for. Fermented, I can drink cider. Unfermented apple juice does horrible things to my intestines. I went into the bar and tried to explain what I'd meant, but she'd never heard of alcoholic cider, so I had to order a glass of wine instead. I'll end up paying for the juice, but there's not much to be done about that. It's sitting here on the table staring balefully at me.

Tomorrow we'll check around some more of the Salzburg sights before heading south to Italy. The sib says his place is about four hours from here, depending on traffic. It should be some spectacular scenery, as we are already pretty high up in the Alps right now. Despite the early morning traffic in Prague, this has really been a lovely day.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
After lunch today I inquired after the cherry and almond pie at the restaurant. I knew that sometimes things were different here than in the US, so I specifically mentioned this to the waitress (maybe 20, I'm guessing, but at any rate quite young) and asked what they meant by pie. She wasn't really specific. "Oh, it's just pie," she said. I neglected to ask after eggs or anything.

Sure enough, when the pie was brought, it was more of a custardy/marzipany thing with a sort of vaguely cakey crust than the "pie" I'm used to at home. The cook came out and asked about it and said of course there was egg in the crust and all, and why hadn't I said anything? I told her that in the US, pie means a pastry crust around a fruit filling, and that pie crust wasn't made with egg, but just flour, water, butter or oil, and salt - nary an egg to be found. I was disappointed, as it really did look good. Had my innards not been a little wonky the past few days, I probably would have tried at least some of it, but I really couldn't chance it today.

Next time I will specifically ask if I even vaguely suspect that the item mentioned may not be what I think it is.

Wanted to take the steam train today, but it's running about an hour behind and I just didn't have the spoons to cope. I'm back at the Manx museum, having a ginger beer and some tylenol in hopes my hips will stop aching enough for me to walk around without limping too badly. I'll take myself down into the gallery with the displays on Manx poets and whatnot. With any luck, there might be a place here or there where I can sit while I contemplate and check out the exhibits.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
After lunch today I inquired after the cherry and almond pie at the restaurant. I knew that sometimes things were different here than in the US, so I specifically mentioned this to the waitress (maybe 20, I'm guessing, but at any rate quite young) and asked what they meant by pie. She wasn't really specific. "Oh, it's just pie," she said. I neglected to ask after eggs or anything.

Sure enough, when the pie was brought, it was more of a custardy/marzipany thing with a sort of vaguely cakey crust than the "pie" I'm used to at home. The cook came out and asked about it and said of course there was egg in the crust and all, and why hadn't I said anything? I told her that in the US, pie means a pastry crust around a fruit filling, and that pie crust wasn't made with egg, but just flour, water, butter or oil, and salt - nary an egg to be found. I was disappointed, as it really did look good. Had my innards not been a little wonky the past few days, I probably would have tried at least some of it, but I really couldn't chance it today.

Next time I will specifically ask if I even vaguely suspect that the item mentioned may not be what I think it is.

Wanted to take the steam train today, but it's running about an hour behind and I just didn't have the spoons to cope. I'm back at the Manx museum, having a ginger beer and some tylenol in hopes my hips will stop aching enough for me to walk around without limping too badly. I'll take myself down into the gallery with the displays on Manx poets and whatnot. With any luck, there might be a place here or there where I can sit while I contemplate and check out the exhibits.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
Due to my losing track of time and brewing up a migraine this morning, I had not realized that my ferry leaves tonight at 1am. I thought I had one more day here in Dublin, but I'm good with getting on with the adventure. I don't get a refund for tonight from the hostel, but I do get to hang out and/or take a nap today if I need one. I may. I've taken some meds for the pain, but it's only helping a little.

I got to the National Library again to check out the reading room, but it was closed except for a tour starting at 2:30 (it was about 1:45). I went over to the museum next door instead and checked out more of the Egyptian materials and then went down to the Kingship and Sacrifice exhibit. There were several bog bodies, which were an odd combination of fascinating and kind of nauseating, but the nausea could well have been migraine-triggered from the museum lighting and just general headache nausea. The had a replica of the Gundestrup Cauldron there. The display information said that the plate illustrating a deific figure holding dragons/monsters was a sea god and equated him with Manannán, though I think that's a stretch. They were identifying the draconic figures as "sea monsters" in an attempt to make a case for him being a sea god. I'm willing to entertain the notion, but it just doesn't quite sit right with me. That said, Manannán keeps popping up in the most surprising places during this trip.

I took a few photos of the shrine of St Brigid's shoe before I saw the sign that said no photography was allowed in that part of the museum -- I wasn't sure which parts were what because the signs occur at odd intervals. Anyway, after dealing with that, I had some tea in the museum cafe. I was still sipping at it when the tour at the library started, but I wasn't really up to it anyway, so I wandered back to the hostel. I'm probably going to go lie down for a few while I let the electronics charge up again.
erynn: Gaelic merman image (d'oh!)
Due to my losing track of time and brewing up a migraine this morning, I had not realized that my ferry leaves tonight at 1am. I thought I had one more day here in Dublin, but I'm good with getting on with the adventure. I don't get a refund for tonight from the hostel, but I do get to hang out and/or take a nap today if I need one. I may. I've taken some meds for the pain, but it's only helping a little.

I got to the National Library again to check out the reading room, but it was closed except for a tour starting at 2:30 (it was about 1:45). I went over to the museum next door instead and checked out more of the Egyptian materials and then went down to the Kingship and Sacrifice exhibit. There were several bog bodies, which were an odd combination of fascinating and kind of nauseating, but the nausea could well have been migraine-triggered from the museum lighting and just general headache nausea. The had a replica of the Gundestrup Cauldron there. The display information said that the plate illustrating a deific figure holding dragons/monsters was a sea god and equated him with Manannán, though I think that's a stretch. They were identifying the draconic figures as "sea monsters" in an attempt to make a case for him being a sea god. I'm willing to entertain the notion, but it just doesn't quite sit right with me. That said, Manannán keeps popping up in the most surprising places during this trip.

I took a few photos of the shrine of St Brigid's shoe before I saw the sign that said no photography was allowed in that part of the museum -- I wasn't sure which parts were what because the signs occur at odd intervals. Anyway, after dealing with that, I had some tea in the museum cafe. I was still sipping at it when the tour at the library started, but I wasn't really up to it anyway, so I wandered back to the hostel. I'm probably going to go lie down for a few while I let the electronics charge up again.

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