Wednesday, February 10, 2010

a post!

just a note to let you know i've injured my wrist and that makes typing difficult.

i shall return soon tho! more to post about for sure!

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Just a quick post to say that my cats are completely and totally adorabuhls and will not let me type much tonight. They need luuuuuuuv.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Worthy of the Task

The amusing thing is that now I"m starting to really LIKE my house looking nice and getting irritated with seeing messes. I'm constantly picking up and doing stuff. And now when I do it, it is not a nagging voice that is in my head saying to do these things but a sort of almost cheerful voice reminding me how much I love it when I can find everything and know where stuff is. And telling me that I can do more in 15 minutes that I think I can so just try for 15 minutes and see what happens.

This last phenomenon is so amazing I can't even believe it. Seriously, I set a timer for 15 minutes and GO! And, wow, most stuff that I hated to do because it was "drudge work" is DONE in less than 15 minutes. So now, I just do a couple 15 minute bursts a day in each room that's already organized and it's super easy to upkeep.

Now, all of you that are looking at me like "DUUUUH! How did you not know this!" just...hush. I didn't know it. ANd now I do. And I like it. And my house likes it. So there nyah.

Am I perfect now? Heaven's no!!! There are three places yet to be organized:

Master Bedroom:
I still have to slog through all the crap that landed on the floor. I've gotten MOST of the clothing picked up and either hung up or sorted for wash. The rest of the shit on the floor will be easy. 95% is getting thrown out. The other 5% will get put away. All this is slated to happen on Friday night. I'm setting the timer for 30 minutes in there with small breaks in between until it's done. Really, 30 minutes more should get me through the grand majority of the clothing and a good chunk of the throwing shit out.

Craft Room:
Here it really amounts to just putting things where I want them. And maybe a little more purging of the stuff while I do that. I purged a LOT when I was cleaning it up, so there might not be that much to do.

There are a few remaining items from the remodel in there: a mirror that hung in one of the bathrooms at one time that I want to repurpose somehow, some old trim pieces that are going in the garbage next week and two open bags of sanded grout I couldn't return. (What DOES one do with extra bags of sanded grout that are already open? I really don't know. Anyone need sanded grout? I got some!)

Storage Garage:
This is a biggie. It will happen on a warm spring day. There will be massive purging of crap. There may be the rental of a dumpster involved. And at long last my books will make it into the house.

I'd like there to be shelving out there eventually, but I can wait on that. Mostly I really just want to go through it, throw out 3/4 of it and then organize the rest. Luckily, I had a fabulous friend help me make the first inroads to doing this when he aided me in getting my christmas decorations out. Now there is a dedicated space for them to go that is easily gotten to. Yay!

Part of me wants to sit and berate myself for taking so long for getting this together. I mean, honestly, I'm thirty*cough* and it took me this long to figure out how to keep a clean living area? And that I actually LIKE IT when things are organized so it's totally WORTH the little work to get things that way? Yeah, yeah it did. Some people never figure out what they actually like and that they are actually WORTH keeping things how they like. I'm very grateful I did so when I still have over half of my life left to enjoy it.

"As you develop your feelings of self-worth, your very purity and strength will begin to purge out anything and anyone negative surrounding you. You will also start to attract people and situations that honor who you truly are and enhance your own positive energy. Eventually, this will lead to changes in you external environment."

(Edited By) Caroline Reynolds,
from "Spiritual Fitness"

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Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Brigid's Day

Yes, I have already posted something for today. No, this does not mean I am skipping tomorrow.

It's just that this happened across my web-sphere today and I want to participate:

It is time for the 5th Annual Brigid Poetry Festival !!! The lovely Anne Hill came up with this and I wish I had known of it before!

I found out about this over at the Walking in Beauty Blog which is written by a lovely acquaintance of mine (and someone I wish I could somehow spend more time all his stuff if you've a mind to.)

If YOU decide to play along please PLEASE link to it in the comments so I can go read it. (And then everyone else can too!)

So, on this cold, but not too cold Brigid's Day and for the 5th Annual Brigid's Poetry Festival I offer up the following I wrote for an Imbolc ritual some years ago. I love it now as much as I did the day it was put in my head. It's not technically about Brigid, but she is referenced and I'm going to say that counts. :)

An Answer

You have asked and so I come.

Brought forth in darkness
to be the light
the heat of birth
the promise of the future

In the horns of stag under molt
In the leap of salmon under ice
In the hawk’s cry under cold sky
In the new shoots under snow
You have asked, and so I come.

My bride in white awaits
her defense for me to melt
make her mine
and begin again.

“I decided that it was not wisdom that enabled [poets] to write their poetry, but a kind of instinct or inspiration, such as you find in seers and prophets who deliver all their sublime messages without knowing in the least what they mean.”

Tribal Ties

Did I say I wasn't going to write on the topic of ties here this month?

I lied.

I have had a lot of opportunity these last two years to look at the ties I have in my life. There are my family, to whom I am inexorably tied, world without end, Amen. I wouldn't have it any other way - they truly are THERE for me. And there is my other family, my family by choice. Who are also very THERE for me.

One I have had no issues explaining to anyone. Everyone pretty much understands the concept of family closeness and that you are there for one another and that you put up with the crazy because well, they're FAMILY.

The other, well, that has been far more of a sticky wicket. Especially with dating. You tell someone you are poly and they say they understand it. But then they end up saying things like "Well, if we get serious, it will just be US, right?" or "Oh, we're looking for a third and that's it." or "What do you mean you want to 'keep' the current relationships you have now?" Clearly, these people are just not getting the point. Or, what is probably more the truth of the matter, I am not explaining it well enough. I come to that conclusion because the one variable in all aforementioned conversations that did not change was me.

It's hard to know how to express it though. That I want a "primary" relationship (Gods I despise those damn terms but i am not sure how else to say it.) that will blend and flow into my family of choice, some of whom I am physically involved with as well. It's a difficult concept to grasp, especially because most people assume its about the sex, the physical involvement. And, yeah, that is nice (very nice!) but that's not really the WHOLE point. If I wanted to just fuck people I would. But I want...I want...

and there is where I have stumbled on the words for so long. Until tonight. When I read a post by someone that used the word tribe.

Yes! That is the word! I want my TRIBE. The easy flow and ebb of folks who know and love one another regardless of physical involvement. Some of us are. Some of us aren't. But we're all happy with how things are and if we're not, we're okay with talking about that. We can hang out, play with the kids, watch stupid movies and no one is going to think twice if you feel like cuddling up with someone that isn't your legal spouse - and sometimes just for comfort because that person is really good to cuddle! Tribe with shared laughter and tears.

Yes, Tribe.

Now that I have a word, maybe I can make people understand more. Or not. But at least I can put a word to it.

“Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family: Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.” \
-Jane Howard

Monday, February 1, 2010

February NaBloPoMo

Well, I've decided to try again at this blogging every day thing.

I have the pretty pink logo to the right to declare myself to the world as someone who is attempting this. I don't know if it will work out, but I'm willing to try. And isn't that really the whole point to anything? Just to give it your best and try? Heck, if I wasn't all for trying stuff I would have never found dance, wouldn't know the joy of pedicures, and I certainly wouldn't be the very sexually well rounded *ahem* person that I am today!

The theme for the month is "Ties" and I"m not sure how I will address that, if at all. I am still letting that perk about in my brain a bit. It can have so many delicious connotations.

If you are new here, I will say that I do, on occasion, write about sex. If you are not one who likes to read about sex, i will put something in the title (say, the word "sex") and you can skip right along and come back the next day which will 99% of the time be about something totally mundane (say,knitting; although knitting is not really mundane, its quite exciting and thrilling the way I do it. Heh.)

I hope that you enjoy your visits here and that my yammering on means something to you. So, here's to a fab month of updates! Go NaBloPoMo!!!

“You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don't try.”
-Beverly Sills

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Re-Birth Mother

It seems that every week there is a "thing" on Facebook where you are supposed to put a picture up that relates to said "thing". One week it was old photos of yourself, one week it was fictional characters that you identify with, this week it is "Doppleganger Week" and one is supposed to post photos of some personage you are mistaken for, preferably a famous person.

For myself, I am most often mistaken for some random person named "Debbie". I have been stopped innumerable times by strangers calling out! "DEBBIE!!! OMG! I haven't seen you in forEVER!!" Whoever this Debbie person is, she has some very nice friends, lemme tell ya.

The most silly thing I have been mistaken for is a German. While in Europe. On my honeymoon. Okay, I packed so that everything I took coordinated with everything else and for some odd reason everything happened to be black or grey. Okay, so I had a haircut that included bangs which does make me look decidedly Eastern Bloc. But why was I German? Two reasons: 1) I spoke Spanish or French to the waiter I had every morning in the hotel, and clearly an American would not do that. And 2) I stood up straight. This last opinion was given by an AMERICAN woman walking behind my then husband and I as to why she and her companion couldn't ask us for directions.

However, the most astute look alike statement came from a dear friend who posited that I look like the love child of Bette Midler and Bernadette Peters. I am inclined to agree and if my photoshop skills were up to the task I would whip up said conglomeration and post it on my Facebook page toute de suite!

As to whom I feel I resemble most, I am firmly in the Bette Midler camp. Mostly on personality these days. And, I would kill to have her body. (Yes, Ms. Midler, I would KILL to have those curves!) Plus I'm feeling a bit like her character in "Ruthless People" these days. You know, Barbara Stone? The woman who is kidnapped and uses the time to transform herself into someone else?

Yeah, I am feeling a bit like that. I may even put a picture of Barbara Stone in my cubicle or bathroom to remind myself to use this time wisely. LOL!

It seems my separated-at-birth-mother plays a lot of strong, amazing, transformational women. I gotta say that I like that, and always have. And in that case, The Divine Miss M is a pretty good person to be mistaken for.

"I always try to balance the light with the heavy - a few tears of human spirit in with the sequins and the fringe"
-Bette Midler