hermionesviolin: photo shoot image of Amber Benson (who played Tara on Buffy) seated with her chin resting in one of her hands, with animated text "sit and listen" (meditate)
It was pretty out this morning, snow covered.  It was more like rain when I walked to work (I didn't notice, except that my glasses were getting spotted and my hair falling wet in my face), and I wasn't a huge fan of the slush.  But my socks didn't get soggy enough for me to regret not having brought a pair of dry socks, and my hair managed to dry well, so win.

I didn't wanna go to the weight room, but I went, and did 25+ min.  Low weights, but I don't have shame about that since I've been away for a couple weeks and weight training has never been my forte.

Didn't facebook used to have an option to say that you knew someone from having met at an event?  I looked up a couple of the guys I met at MCC SF (can't find Chris, who was arguably my favorite) and am just putting in "MCC SF" in the "Other" option.

RED class canceled tonight due to weather.  (It was clear when I left work, but I respect Diane's choice to make an early call -- she emailed at like 7am -- and to err conservatively.)  Laurel went to LEM, so we met up around 8pm at Tealuxe.  When she first suggested this I regretted not having brought a book, but then I remembered that I can has bff phone call.

At Tealuxe, I tried the Vanilla Green Tea (was gonna try the Silver Needles White Tea, but they were out).  I'm not entirely certain I let it steep long enough, and I was like halfway through the 16oz drink before it was really cooled off enough to drink comfortably; oh well.  I also bought a Vegan Chocolate Banana Cranberry muffin at the counter on a whim (I had an apples-grapes-Brie crepe at Mr. Crepe for dinner, so I wasn't wicked full), which was v. tasty.

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Rest and Bread ("Epiphany")

There's music and meditation starting at 6pm -- service starting at 6:15.  Tonight, the CD was of string versions of "Great is Thy Faithfulness" and a couple other hymns I couldn't quite place.  [Finlandia!  Snippets of the words were running through my head, but I could pin down enough of them to Google.  1:39am I remembered the tune.  Turns out I was misremembering pieces of the verse "My country's skies are bluer than the ocean, / And sunlight beams on cloverleaf and pine. / But other lands have sunlight too and clover, / And skies are everywhere as blue as mine."]

Call to Worship
    [One] People of God, Jesus said, "I am the light of the world.  Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life."
    [People] We have seen the light of Christ like a star shining in the sky; and like the Magi, we have come to worship.
    [All] Glory be to God.

The "Psalm" was Isaiah 60:1-6.  Which first verse immediately felt familiar -- Messiah, I presume.  "Arise, shine; for your light has come, and the glory of God has risen upon you."

The Sacred Text was the poem "how good it is to center down" from Meditation of the Heart by Howard Thurman.  The bit that struck me was (excerpt from the first Google result):
The questions persist: what are we doing with our lives? -
What are the motives that order our day?
What is the end in our doings?  Where are we trying to go?
Where do we put the emphasis and where are our values focused?
For what end do we make sacrifices?  Where is my treasure and what do I love most in life?
What do I hate most in life and to what am I true?
Over and over the questions beat in the waiting moment.
Keith did the Reflection, and he talked about Epiphany (at which first reference Laura Ruth looked at me and smiled, 'cause I'd given her an SF church report before service, and had lamented that Glide didn't do anything for Epiphany -- though I said I understood the rationale behind focusing a sermon on New Year's Resolutions -- and I said I'd also been knee-jerk reacting against an emphasis on January 1 in church settings ever since Ari pointed out this year that the Christian New Year begins at the beginning of Advent).  He talked about how Epiphany is about God manifesting Godself, and about how we find the story of the Magi (foreigners) in Matthew, which is a very Jewish gospel, written for a very Jewish audience (the idea of Christ being revealed to the "outsider" is I think my favorite Epiphany theme).  He connected this to the Thurman poem about centering and questions and the Isaiah text about light (in a way which reminded me some of the MCC SF sermon about finding the light within you that will guide you -- which sounds more secularly self-centered phrased that way than the sermon actually was) and it wasn't tied together neatly enough for me to have good notes, but I was impressed that he managed to tie it together enough for me to feel reasonably satisfied.

When I emailed Laura Ruth last week, I mentioned how afterwards Ari had commented about how there was a responsive that wasn't in the bulletin, and lo, in the bulletin this time:
    The Sharing of the Sacrament
    One: The Gifts of God for the People of God.
    All: Thanks be to God.

However, during the Words of Institution, Jesus said of both the Bread and the Cup, that they were a "symbol" and I winced, recalling Ari's experience at the MCC in Wichita [locked entry].  I brought this up to Laura Ruth after the service -- saying I was all pleased that she'd added that in to the bulletin and I was all prepared to tell her that and ask how Sunday went (she was preaching) and now I had to complain.  She said that ["that" = my complaining to her] was fine, and that there was a pastoral reason for the unorthodox liturgy.  I said I respected that and having raised my complaint would let it go.  I thought later of how Marla has said she can't take Communion anywhere besides CWM 'cause she can't handle the "sanctification of broken bodies," but I feel like Rest & Bread and CWM have similar Words of Institution.  [shrugs]

Laura Ruth's Blessing & Benediction said something about asking for God's help that we not fall asleep, which really struck me because I've been thinking recently about how to be with people when I'm helpless to do anything -- particularly how it's hard when I'm not physically proximal and thus can't physically hold them for comfort -- and how I'm so bad at praying (at that kind of focus) and this morning I think it was I literally thought of the Maundy Thursday Taize-ish "Stay here with me. Watch and pray."

After service, Laura Ruth thanked me again for having come early last week -- said that knowing how to help (and doing it) was truly being a "Christian citizen."

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Speaking of not falling asleep... how many hours of post-Tealuxe gchatting was that?  [goes to bed]
hermionesviolin: image of Matilda sitting contentedly on a stack of books, a book open on her lap and another stack of books next to her (Matilda)
Laurel says she likes having people to come home to.  I, in contrast, enjoy not having to deal with anyone.  By mid-afternoon today I was kind of wanting people around, though.  I think in part because I was feeling nostalgic for some bits of this time last year, so being alone wasn't the best thing ever -- though I have sufficient distance or whatever that I wasn't emo or anything, just somewhat nostalgic.

I went outside to bring in the recycling bin and the mail, and it was really quite lovely, but it didn't motivate me to actually put shoes on (I'd gotten dressed, I was just in slippers rather than outdoor-appropriate-footwear) and go anywhere.  As the day progressed, I added items to my grocery list, but I decided that erranding could be for tomorrow.  (I did laundry and dishes, so I wasn't completely unproductive.)

I ate a huge amount of chocolate (I did not consume the entire tray of Ferrero Rocher, but I came close).  I choose to blame this on my period starting.  (And I did consume real food, too.)

Bonus phone call from the bff (ostensibly to make made plans for Wednesday -- which we did accomplish during the conversation -- but also nice just to chat).

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Yuletide recs (round 1)

[xkcd] The Amazing Adventures of Hat Guy and the Girl Who Stole His Hat
    I don't read this comic regularly enough (though I probably should) to get the in-jokes, but this feels so perfect.

[Calvin and Hobbes] the sandwich story
    Calvin growing up.  So true-feeling.  The subtle hints that Calvin doesn't always notice at the time, and the gut-punch moments when he does.  Also, well-played secondary characters.

[Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead] Metamorphosis
    Wow.  This source text is HARD to fic for, but this feels perfectly in keeping with the source text -- the shifting and the uncertainty and the anachronisms and the philosophizing and the character dynamics.

[Laura Ingalls Wilder's Little House series] A Land So Wild and Savage
    I haven't thought much about these books since I read the first couple back when I was a kid, but the tone/feel of this fic feels right.  Spare and evocative, but also very tangible (?).  Charles seeking open land, and balancing that with his obligations to and care for his family.

[Aladdin (movie)] Whole New World
    Okay, THIS is the first Yuletide fic of the year to make me cry.  It's Genie, after the story ends, and it's full of wit and humor and kindness and grief.

[Into the Woods] Stepmotherhood
    This is a lovely look at Cinderella making her way with the people who are left after the story is over.

[Beauty and the Beast (Disney movie)] What Became of Marie La Fleur
    A lovely look at how one of the trio of sisters (the one in the green dress) might change after the end of the movie.  Realistic and hopeful.

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I kept hopping onto del.icio.us to see what people said about whatever fic I was reading (I am often bad at articulateness and so I crib from other people) and then got distracted browsing people's deliciouses more generally.  This means I found (a recipe for) Nutella Chocolate Chip Cookies [via farfarbetter].
hermionesviolin: ((hidden) wisdom)
Friday afternoon I finally got around to looking in my email for the confirmation email for my Messiah order to print out -- and was reminded that the Handel and Haydn Society mails you your tickets.  At the box office, however, the woman was like, "Oh, you misplaced your tickets?  I'll write you up new ones," and she checked our names off of some big computer printout list.  I forgot how cheap tickets are until I saw my confirmation email -- $15/ticket (not including service fees) for first balcony, back row, left-ish.  [H  27+28  CENTER  First Balcony]

During the first section I thought I'd try to just listen rather than reading along (since this is my 3rd year going) and yeah, that combined with tiredness meant I mostly slept through the first section -- which is all the Christmas stuff.  :(  Sigh.  The conductor (Paul Daniel) was really energetic and I tried to focus on him but yeah, tired.

One thing I hadn't really registered in the "Hallelujah" Chorus before (the part I bolded):
Hallelujah, for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth.  The Kingdom of this world is become the Kingdom of our Lord and his Christ; and He shall reign forever and ever.  King of Kings, and Lord of Lords.  Hallelujah.  (Revelation XIX, 6; XI 15; XIX, 16)
    That idea that this world will be transformed -- which is interestingly in tension with Rapture ideas, and can map nicely into ideas of us being called to work to make.

Saturday I got up a little before 9am, went to Keegan's to get my watch battery replaced, showed up at UCN around 10:30.  (Fair -- which I'd agreed to help at -- was 9am-3pm.)  It was SLOW, and I like Carol but I didn't really have anything to talk about.
We got lunch around 11:45, and after my mom went back to relieve Carol I stayed chatting with my grandma, which was actually fairly painless.  When we finally went back the only people in the room were church people, so I decided I was fine to go to the ladies' room and walk around a bit.

At one point, Bev was in the kitchen sitting down and I went over and have her a back/shoulder massage (when she first saw me, right before we went to lunch, she said, "I DREAM about your backrubs").

Elsa said, "Why does she get a backrub?" and I said, "Uh, because she's sitting down?"  Elsa said, "But she's always sitting down."  After a while GinnyH sat down and I gave her a brief backrub.,  And when I went to say my goodbyes, Elsa was standing in front of one of the tables, so I gave her a brief backrub.  People joked that I should have my own table at the fair.  But just like I'm hesitant around the idea of actually doing it as a career... I like just doing it for people I like when I feel like it.

I left around 2:15 to give myself plenty of time to walk home, finish getting my stuff together, and walk to the train for a 3:05 train home.

I kinda wanted to hang around with people longer, but I wanted to go to UCC-Jenny's party at 7pm [which I found out about at Rest and Bread on Wednesday] and if I stayed in Norwood until the 5:05 train that wouldn't really leave me much turnaround time.

Jenny had guests from Spain, and they made this amazing tortilla -- like a potato quiche.  Also, she explained "tapas" to someone as "bar food," which makes so much more sense to me than the expensive stuff at, for example, Tapeo, that you're supposed to like order a whole bunch of and make like a meal out of.

I actually set a phone alarm so I would leave the party in time to meet Allie at Davis T since I'd never been to Kendall Square Cinema.  I could probably find the cinema on my own now that I've been once, which is nice.  Movie was about as expected.  Audience was initially excessively chatty and giggly, but they got better.  Costume and choreography were AMAZING.
hermionesviolin: (hipster me)
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Tuesday & Wednesday I spent nigh-literally all workday (save an hour lunchbreak) filing, printing, and filing applications.  I barely looked at LJ.  And then Thursday I finished that and thus got to catch up on other stuff.  I was feeling zen, though.  (I said hi to RA!Kate briefly over coffee Thursday morning and articulated it as feeling like I was still coming out of a daze.)  Thursday I stopped by Katie's desk at the end of the day and she said, "Are you okay?  You look like you've been crying."  I choose to interpret that second bit as that I'm somewhat perpetually red-faced due to the cold dry weather, but yeah, I was like, "Do I really look that bad?"

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Wednesday

My hair froze!  I'm not certain this was the first time this season that had happened, but I was pleased regardless.
Indicators of winter: at the Harvard Square ABP at like 7:20pm I ordered mac&cheese and they were out (I got broccoli & cheddar soup instead), and the woman at the register next to me ordered chicken noodle soup, which they were also out of (so she got the chicken vegetable).

Speaking of food, I've been getting egg white omelets at Spangler with some frequency and Wednesday morning Pablo said, before I'd even ordered, that they were out of egg whites.  I got a regular omelet, and wow.  When I first switched to egg white omelets, they seemed kinda flavorless, but clearly I've gotten used to them 'cause having a regular omelet it seemed so much heavier and more flavorful -- not a bad thing, just different from what I'd gotten used to.

Over lunch, folks were talking about food, as we often do, and I was indifferent, as I almost always am.  MaryAlice quipped, "She's not excited about food because she's too busy having great sex."  I CRACKED UP laughing.

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Laurel sent me an email inviting me to go see the Capitol Steps.  She signed it "Laurel," which made me gleeful.  See, her given name is Lauren, but on the third day of class one of the students referred to something she said but called her "Laurel" and then corrected himself.  She said she likes "Laurel" better anyway, so I've been calling her "Laurel" ever since.

We don't have class next week, so Laurel invited me to a Thanksgiving thing her MIT Lutheran Episcopals are doing.  Rest & Bread is canceled, so yay.  (When I mentioned this to Laura Ruth, she said, "I'm glad our absence allows you to expand your lovely wandering ways!")

Laurel's going to Worcester to family friends for Thanksgiving, but coming home same day.  I said she could come to Norwood if she needed 'cause I'm staying over into Friday.

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Rest and Bread ("Rhythm")

Psalm 150
We read it twice, the second time complete with an actual cymbal and some other percussion instruments.

In her Reflection, Laura Ruth talked about how the liturgical calendar provides us with rhythm, and how we have an opportunity to hit those beats each year.

Keith in the Call to Confession said: in the dance of life, sometime we miss a step, and sometimes someone knocks into us and we miss a lot of steps.

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signs of maturity from the past week or so:
* being happy for friends' potential s.o.-having, untainted by my own ambivalent wanting an s.o.
* being zen about Someone's newfound inability to thoroughly read emails and spreadsheets (it didn't particularly cause me to have to do any extra work, and I decided that should be my new bar -- so long as it doesn't have a significant negative effect on my job)
* curbing my defensiveness when I was strongly conscious of how I could have done my job better but no one was actually criticizing me
* listening and leaving space for the other person to speak rather than just filling up the space with my own stories
* not making it All About Me when listening sympathetically to someone (mjules and I have explicitly agreed that we relate to other people by relating it to ourselves, but with people with whom I don't have this explicit understanding it sometimes feels inappropriate)
hermionesviolin: (self)
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Yup, having sufficiently distracting tv really helps.

vh1:
Beyoncé's "If I Were a Boy" is interesting (and points to her for correct use of the subjunctive!).
I am not a fan of Fall Out Boy's "I Don't Care."

I spent much of my workday today catching up.  And I will get to do that all over again on Wednesday.  Tuesday holiday = weird.  Though it means I have a real day to prepare for RED class, so I can't complain.  And extension school has no classes (though the b-school does have classes) so I can have coffee with L.

I went grocery shopping after work (I forgot some stuff on Saturday) and omg Shaw's has egg nog (and sparkling cider and Pepperidge Farm Pirouettes).  Hai, it is holiday season.

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via maechi: FOX's midseason schedule.
On Friday, Feb. 13, FOX presents a thrilling new action-packed lineup featuring the return and time period premiere of TERMINATOR: THE SARAH CONNOR CHRONICLES (8:00-9:00 PM ET/PT) and the highly anticipated series premiere of Joss Whedon's DOLLHOUSE (9:00-10:00 PM ET/PT).
And more not-optimistic news about Dollhouse.  [Fox's scheduling guru claims the less-competitive Friday timeslot will give the show a chance to develop an audience.  I don't know how that plays into the logic of moving The Sarah Connor Chronicles, now in its second season, from Monday night to Friday night -- though I said since the fall schedule came out that putting SCC up against Heroes was a stupid idea for both networks, since the two shows had such similar target audiences. edit: Heh, Heroes' two-hour season premiere totally threw me and I failed to register that its usual timeslot is 9pm -- even though that's what it was in seasons past. /edit]  (I think the Dollhouse premise has so much potential for badness, so while I'll definitely be watching it, I am not saddened about the FOX curse this time around.)  Apparently Jonatha Brooke is doing the theme song? [via whedonesque]

In doing "blue drinks and dancing girls" planning ahead for WriterCon 2009, I GoogleMapped strip clubs around the Radisson.  My vote is for Augies Bourbon Street Cabaret.  (Other people should research dance clubs, since that was one of the acceptable interpretations of "dancing girls" last time.) Edit: *facepalm* I have a bad habit of forgetting that I have flisters who, y'know, have actual experience with Minneapolis. Please do chime in. /edit

[livejournal.com profile] secret_slasha signups are open.  I am undecided as to whether I want to play, in large part because I don't even know what I would request.  (You request two same-sex pairings and one "pair with any same-sex character" character.)
hermionesviolin: (self)
Prof.B had Joe Navarro as an invited guest today and yesterday.

At like 10:30, Prof.B. says to me, "Do you want to see an interrogation?"  Sure.  And then of course I was interested in the debrief.  And then we moved to lunch.  (I was expecting Spangler, but we went to the Faculty Commons, so I ate lunch on the department dime -- though as economists will tell you, there's no such thing as a free lunch, and my opportunity cost was actually high 'cause I'd been excited about Spangler pasta and the FacCommons has classy food which tasteless me is less a fan of.  And at one point I actually got to contribute -- I brought up the "negotiating from a position of weakness" section of Max and Deepak's book.)  I got back to my desk around 2:00.

Nicole was wearing her "Elitists for Obama" t-shirt.  I love that it looks like a very down-to-earth college t-shirt.

Edit:

Nicole got put on the spot to be the interrogatee. Someone was joking that actually this was a ruse and they were gonna interrogate me. I said, No, I still work for Prof.B., so the power dynamics are different, because if he gets on my bad side I can ruin his life. Nicole said, "I love that your sense of the power dynamics is: He can't get you too upset with him."

In the aforementioned "negotiating from a position of weakness" conversation, someone mentioned Gandhi, and someone mentioned that he had the power of the world media, and Navarro mentioned that Gandhi was trained as an attorney, which I had forgotten about.

Navarro talked about how you can change the power dynamics just by standing up. I was thinking later about how often I'll stand up when I'm at my desk and people come to talk to me, how I'll stay standing when I'm in B's office, and wondering how much that was subconscious.

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I got dinner at Mr. Crepe.  Super Avocado Crepe = v. yummy (though I wasn't clear that there was actual avocado in it).  The chai latte, however, was really weak/watery -- which problem I also had the last time I ordered a hot chocolate there.  Sigh.  (The chai latte also had a huge amount of bleh foam.)

After dinner I was craving chocolate, so I went to CVS.  Where they still had half-price Halloween candy.  (Though srsly, candy makers?  I already knew about Chocolate Skittles, but your newest Hershey's Kisses concoction is candy corn?)

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I went to econ class tonight for the first time in like a month instead of finishing reading Abington vs. Schempp for tomorrow's class.

Expandtopic: competitive and non-competitive markets )

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When FUH was leaving for the day, he said, "Have fun tonight."
I laughed and said I was going to grab dinner, go to class, check the internet when I got home at like 10:30, and then go to bed.
He said, "Maybe it'll be decided by 10:30."
I said, "But the polls on the West Coast will barely have even closed at that point, so you'l just have the really inaccurate exit polls."
He said, "But if he wins Pennsylvania and Ohio..."
I was like, oh yeah, although there are some western states in play this election, all the big swing states are on the East Coast.

We got out of class about 9:15, and a woman in my class said, "Sununu lost New Hampshire."  I was unclear as to whether she'd been getting text message updates or what ('cause class starts at 7:35, and not all the NH polls are even closed yet at that point).

kurukami linked to a nice map of the United States, color-coded by poll closing times (calibrated to Eastern Time).

I enjoyed the flurry of flist posts this morning about the midnight NH voting.

(via friendsfriends) an explanation of why America still uses the electoral process.

[Lexington] Two cheers for American democracy: A good way to pick a president [Oct 30th 2008. From The Economist print edition]
hermionesviolin: (self)
The radio this morning said 80s and dry for today and the next few days.  Woohoo!

Walking to the T this morning, I saw Allie ahead of me and caught up with her.  She said she had hoped to bump into me yesterday (y'know, my actual birthday), but hey.  I gave her the very abbreviated version of yesterday's lunch and my conversation with Cailin afterward.  Allie said sometimes she thinks I should be a diplomat.  I think I would need to be significantly more assertive to be a diplomat -- I just tend toward conciliatory.  (I was reminded of the conversation I had with my mom that morning about my being assertive in relationships.)

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What is up with my having actual work to do at work?  I have personal emails to write and suchlike.  *channels [livejournal.com profile] musesfool*  (Though when my calendar reminded me to fill out my timesheet this afternoon, I was like, "It's Thursday already?  Really?"  Even though I obviously knew that since I knew I was going to group tonight.)

Heh, Amy (newest hire) came in about quarter past 11 and said hi and then "Happy birthday."  That was sweet.

Gabby (coffee delivery guy) saw the flowers this morning and figured it must be my birthday, so when he came by in the afternoon he talked to me and I explained that yes my birthday was yesterday and they were a nice surprise when I got back from lunch yesterday.  He wished me: A long life . . . a healthy one, and a good one.

I had real food today.  I wasn't hungry before I left for work, so I had post-gym breakfast: oatmeal with raisins and brown sugar, and a strawberry-banana smoothie.  And lunch was mushroom ravioli with broccoli, tomatoes, sundried tomatoes, pesto, and cream sauce.  And at group, Mike made butter and herb pasta and Meredith made fruit salad and brought raisin bread from the Kendall Sq. farmer's market.  And then we went to JP Licks afterward.  I wasn't craving ice cream and considered not getting any, given yesterday, but I got a small black raspberry.

Have I mentioned how nice it is outside?  We had lunch outside and it was really quite lovely.  And then walking home from group.  Okay, my apartment is still hot and stuffy, but my bedroom cools off fairly easily once I turn the window fan on.  Hopefully Saturday will be good.
hermionesviolin: (big girl world)
I got up at like 10:30 this morning.  Yay for getting to sleep in.  (The first time I woke up this morning was like 6:50, which kind of impressed me.)

ExpandMy day was really not that interesting. )

Sidebar: ASP is running an outdoor encore of its Love's Labour's Lost the weekend I'm going to the Cape with CAUMC folk [Aug. 1-3].  Sigh.  (I actually found out about this 'cause I happened to go to the website for something.  Which is odd, because usually I get a million emails from them.)

MY PARENTS FINALLY DID/UPDATED THEIR IMPORTANT LEGAL PAPERWORK!  (durable power of attorney, Massachusetts healthy care proxy, living will)  Their old documentation was from when my brother and I were both well under 18 and my mom's best friend lived in the same town as all of us.  Said bff moved all the way across the country four? more? years ago and my younger brother turns 21 in under a month.  There's been moderately serious talk about getting that all updated/squared away oh, since my maternal grandmother fell six years ago.

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Last Sunday (June 29) I posted a list of "other stuff that is currently contributing to my stress (possibly an incomplete list)."  I'm feeling less overwhelmed in recent days and started updating the list with the ways in which stressors got resolved.  ExpandAnd so obviously I'm posting it. )

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I would like Ari to return to the Internet.  (Yes, I know she'll be back in a few days.)  I am also looking forward to Cat being within potential cuddle distance.
hermionesviolin: silhouette of a figure holding an umbrella while rain falls (rain)
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The HUCTW union stopped by today.  I was reminded of us joking after Durgin Park yesterday about "first world problems."  I mean, I appreciate that I get generous vacation &etc., but it feels so weird that this cushy middle-class job is unionized.

I got my stimulus check today.  Which I will use to pay my brother the rest of the money I owe him.  I know, exciting.

I made real food for dinner -- okay, it was a pack of Barilla pasta (porcini mushroom tortellini), so all I had to do was boil water, but still, it wasn't my usual lightly toasted cinnamon raisin bagel with peanut butter.  I was gonna do frozen vegetables of some sort, too, but didn't -- which I was grateful for when I hadn't even finished my plate and was full.  According to the package, one package has four servings.  Oops?  (I would say "two" servings, myself.)

I also did a little bit of cleaning around the house, which was good.

I created a facebook Event for my birthday party (Saturday, July 12, noon until whenever).  Deciding whom to invite is stressful -- Do I invite people I know won't be able to make it (either because they have conflicts or because of distance)? What about local people I'm not that close to (anymore)? etc..  And of course not everyone's on facebook, so I'll have to send some regular invitations, too.  (Er, and by "regular invitations" I guess I mean direct e-mails.)

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[livejournal.com profile] maechi made me an icon per my request :)  Technically, she made 3.  I'm debating which one I like best and/or if I wanna request any changes.  ExpandThoughts? )
hermionesviolin: (self)
Last night, walking past the new condo complex on Broadway, thinking about how Prof.D's selling his condo and I'm probably going to have to move out of my apartment, I was feeling like I wanted to buy a condo.  Though as Meredith pointed out tonight, that involves condo fees and negotiating with people you only sort of know/live with, which kind of defeats a lot of the purpose of living alone.  I honestly don't mind living with people, I'm just tired of the stress associated with this revolving door thing.  I should e-mail Cailin about realtors and stuff.  And, y'know, actually have conversations with my current roomies so I have a more solid understanding of what the situation going forward looks like.

My continued (probably unwarranted) anxiety about work had eased a little by the mid-/late-afternoon.

I should get back into the habit of praying more -- like on my morning walk to work like I was doing for a while.

I read and feedbacked some fic today, which made me feel at least mildly productive.

One of them was [livejournal.com profile] cesperanza's "A Van, a Plane, a Car, and a Bus" (The West Wing S7 Josh/Donna).  When we were watching the series over lunch at work, I would comment on how Josh and Donna were much like me and Eric.  Reading this fic reminded me a lot of another relationship, and of course I would frequently comment on how similar Eric and Terry were.  So yeah, I seem to have a little bit of a type.  Which makes sense on reflection, though it isn't exactly the type I would have expected had you asked me some years back what I thought my type would be.  And it's interesting thinking about why that type and the good and bad things that can come with that; yay for information going forward.

I did ~25+min in the weight room this morning, including trying out a new machine.  I had scrambled eggs and a banana for breakfast.

Nothing available for lunch was really appealing to me, so I got a large potato leek soup and yogurt with granola -- and ate most of MaryAlice's chocolate crème brûlée.  She only wanted a few bites, and Katie was still working on her own salad and opted to just go get her very own dessert later.

Ranjan had Panda Puffs (a peanut butter puffed corn cereal) for lunch and asked if any of us wanted some.
I quipped: "Is it made with real live pandas?"  (I have so turned into my dad.  I totally do the "made with real Girl Scouts" thing every time.)
Ranjan: "No, they're dead."

We were talking about baseball over lunch, and MaryAlice mentioned Dice-K, and Katie mentioned that they share a birthday.
MaryAlice: "You're September..."
Katie: "13th."
MaryAlice (to me): "And you're the 9th of July."
me: "Yes.  I'm impressed."
MaryAlice: "And you want Prince Shells and... Cheese for your birthday."  [We were talking about this earlier, before Katie joined us -- I was saying I was sad I haven't been able to find Prince Shells & Cheese (MaryAlice thought it was "Shells and Cheddar," but I was fairly certain it's "Shells and Cheese") in supermarkets, and how my parents had gotten me a few boxes for Christmas.]
Katie: "You are?  What am I getting you?  We can't split that."
MaryAlice: "We can get her a case."
Katie: "They're like 39 cents a box."
me: "I know.  I'm like the cheapest date -- I mean birthday girl -- ever."

Oh, and earlier, MaryAlice and Katie were talking about Top Chef and Katie said of someone, "he's such a... dink," and I said, "I have't heard that word in forever" (and made a ♥ with my hands over my heart) and she said, "Neither have I."

The invitations for the post-Commencement celebratory free lunch and afternoon off came in this afternoon's mail.  I had totally forgotten about that.

***

Per my last entry, my mom commented:
I was thinking there's a broader word than "butch" for doing hard things. And was reminded that when you were wee, Aunt Marian reminded your grandparents to include "tough" in the words describing you. That we wanted you to believe you were tough as well as adorable. I certainly don't think you are a hard person, but tough enough.
***

off of friendsfriends: ALLURE tells you how to take a shower.  I was, um, dying laughing reading some of the comments.
hermionesviolin: (self)
I did ~20min in the weight room this morning, but I think I worked more than I often do.

I was pleasantly surprised by food at lunch today.  The Global Vegetarian was Japanese; I got two spring rolls, two slabs of tofu, and some peanut noodles.  Plus a small container of lentil soup.  I was hesitant about all of them, but they all turned out to be fine.

Cailin's in town for a bit, which is nice.  She ran down the hall late this morning, and hugged me from behind 'cause I was on the phone (to Nicole).

I had agreed to lead group tonight and also provide dinner, so I figured I'd just pick stuff up at Shaw's (Porter Square) on the way rather than go home and back (since it eats up like 15-20min each way), plus I was hoping they would have Prince shells and cheese.  They didn't, but I ended up picking up a whole bunch of food for myself.  I'm really low maintenance (or perhaps more accurately, have really low standards), so the FoodMaster is fine for me, but the big Shaw's really does make the FoodMaster look ghetto.  Being around so much "real" food makes me yet again think about trying to eat like a real person.

As I walked up Elm, SarahG biked past me and called out hi to me.  And then as I got into Davis Square, I saw Layna with her Korean tutor.

I got 9 hours of sleep Tuesday night and 6 hours of sleep last night, and this evening I was definitely fading  I'm v. glad I'll get to sleep in on Saturday.

***

I checked RMN's GC site last night before I went to bed, but I wasn't up for sifting through all the vote results.

Today, I saw Will's post (posted after I went to bed, I think).  I didn't even really register his slam at GC until I got into the comments, which is unusual for me 'cause I'm usually defensive about that sort of stuff even when I disagree with the side being slammed.  I was really wrapped up in Will's pain, though. ExpandRead more... )
hermionesviolin: (hipster me)
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At lunch, MaryAlice said they went to Olive Garden last night and she got steak tender with gorgonzola fettucini alfredo.
I said, "It's like you put a cow in a blender."

Ranjan was talking about the Master Cleanse (I'm unclear as to how we got talking about colonics and etc.), said each day you have basically, "A gallon of water, a cup of of maple syrup, a half cup of lemon juice --"
"And the blood of an unborn baby," I quipped.  I think I had inappropriate baby commentary on the brain from last night's small group.

***

There was CAUMC book study tonight (in which I did not make any inappropriate baby jokes), but it was sort of scattered (though interesting) 'cause I was the only one who had actually read the entire book recently, so we talked about a bunch of other stuff mixed in, but we're meeting again in a month on the same book, which pleases me, because Mike will totally have read it by then.  (Did I know that Mike rides a motorcycle?  Hott.)

mmm, sleep

Apr. 2nd, 2008 10:45 pm
hermionesviolin: (self)
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I was hungry at like 10:30am today.  And International was American Heartland (Ian's 3rd favorite day -- 'cause it has meatloaf -- after Southern/Barbecue and St. Patrick's Day) so I got mac&cheese -- and was good and also got mozz&tomato and mushroom&carrot salad.  I was still kinda hungry afterward, but wasn't sure what I wanted.  This is annoying after my recent trend of not being hungry enough to finish my lunch.  So on my way to class I stopped at BK for large fries and a large chocolate shake.  (Their veggie burger is not worth $2.59, and I figured this would be enough to tide me over.)  I told Lindsay I thought I was gonna give myself a sugar headache with my drink, and she said I'd be all hyper.  A half hour into class I literally couldn't keep my eyes open.  What up?  I was better after the mid-class break, though.
    Workbook sections covered in tonight's class included: "Why People Move: economic depression, natural disasters, persecution, war, civil disobedience, education."

I signed on to AIM after I got home, and people actually IMed me.  What up?  [And I totally did that thing where I responded to one person in the other person's chat window.  *facepalm*]




"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-[livejournal.com profile] mylittleredgirl [more info]

"You may weep and mourn, but your pain will turn to joy...and no one will take that joy from you."
-John 16:20ff

Five good things about today:
1. The weather was brilliant.  Mid-40s and sunny ftw.
2. I can has DVDs!  Media Services called me at like 11:30.  I literally jogged all the way over I was so stoked about the weather.  I distributed them to all the NEG faculty -- hand-delivering when possible, otherwise leaving them in mailboxes and explaining to the FA's.
3. We watched Brian Regan clips on YouTube over lunch.  He's not that original...it's a lot of what's called "observational humor" (thanks Wikipedia)... but his delivery's solid.  (Also, I suspect we're all a bit punchy.)
4. [livejournal.com profile] mosca said: "one of my grad school friends forgot what a Venn Diagram was, and I made him this so he would never forget again: ( Some NSFW large text )"
5. I'm actually getting to bed before midnight.

Three things I did well today:
1. I followed up on a bunch of things.
2. I did a project for Katie (for Prof.N.) which ended up taking longer than it should have (weren't the Exchange people talking up this secure server thing for when you sent files that were too big?  I just got a Send/Receive error message that the file I was trying to send was too big; isn't it supposed to prompt me with a URL or something? I did not have time to go look that up, so I worked around it) but I saw it through to the end.
3. I washed dishes.  (Seriously people, your dishes do not have to be piled precariously ... and also you could rinse them out before you let them sit for days with food residue.  I would be happy to wash them for you, but that would be a problematic precedent, so I'll just work around them.)

Two things I am looking forward to (doing [better]) tomorrow:
["anything that you're looking forward to, that means you're facing tomorrow with joy, not trepidation," as Ari says]
1. CAUMC small group
2. Work productivity.
hermionesviolin: (self)
Today's Lenten Labyrinth talked about blindness (and at morning church I realized that yes, again it was the day's lectionary story -- John 9).  The meditation said:
    On this first day of a new week in your Lenten pilgrimage, ask yourself in what ways you might be blind.  Are there aspects of yourself, certain behavior characteristics, about which you are unsighted?  Do you blind yourself to injustices in your community or in your church?  Are you God-blind?  Are you able to see God's glory, which Isaiah said filled all of heaven and earth?
    Take time, perhaps with your eyes closed, to quietly explore the various ways in which you are unseeing.
***

I didn't get to bed until around 11 last night (being so tired means everything I try to do I'm slow in doing) but I actually woke up around 7am this morning, which was a pleasant surprise.  I was awake enough that I could have gotten up, but I stayed in bed, woke up a couple more times before getting up around 8:30.  I slept through most of the sermon at morning church, so yeah, not entirely rested (and here I am up late again, sigh).

CHPC adult ed ran until 2:15, at which point we wrapped up with option to stay and keep talking.  Unfortunately, I was committed to getting picked up for carpool to Bolton for Meredith's bridal shower.  I got to the church right as Meredith showed up.  Jess commented that her own car smelled like dim sum, and I thought of "Arrivederci, Fiero" and was sad that Michelle wasn't there.

I don't know what I was expecting from a bridal shower, exactly, but crafts projects (i.e., putting together favors for 120 guests) was not on the list.  It's gonna be good times when Michelle and I get to "Arrivederci, Fiero" -- she did show up at the shower, and I told her about the dim sum and she looked at me blankly and I finally realized that yes, that's a Season 2 episode.  (We've only watched up through "Best Prom Ever" together, though she's seen some scattered other episodes -- like "Little Boys.")  Anyway, it wasn't excessively painful, and they did feed us -- including pie and ice cream for dessert (I was unimpressed by the "to die for" mocha torte, but was surprised to find the apple pie really good).

Edit: I was wearing my Smith hoodie, and one of Meredith's aunts(?) asked me if I'd gone to Smith College.  I said yes, and we chatted a bit since she had, too (as had one of the other aunts in attendance). /edit

We got home around 8:30, and Meredith dropped me at my house since we were going right near it.  Since I only read the first two stories in the book, I wasn't too broken up about missing evening church book study.  I dislike that I've gotten so busy that sometimes I have to skip out on regular commitments to go to one-time events, but I suppose such is the way of the world.  (I also haven't had the time/energy to really engage with my flist, which is also sad.)




"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-[livejournal.com profile] mylittleredgirl [more info]

"Sin is necessary, but all will be well, and all will be well, and every kind of thing will be well."
-Julian of Norwich, Showings

Five good things about today:
1. I got over 8 hours of sleep.
2. I got to spend time outside in the sunny cold (~30F) this morning.
3. Rachel e-mailed me 'cause she wasn't in church today.
4. I sent an e-mail kind of on a whim, and I got a hysterical e-mail response in exactly the spirit my original e-mail was intended.  (And I actually managed a resposne in that same spirit.  Which totally counts as a Done Well item, 'cause being funny is hard.)
5. Megs is in fact coming to visit.  (I just need to find out about taking Monday off before I buy the tickets.)

Three things I did well today:
1. I bought some groceries.
2. I lent my cell phone to both Amy and Michelle.  I helped make wedding favors.
3. I helped a good friend with a decision-making process.

Two things I am looking forward to (doing [better]) tomorrow:
1. The Sarah Connor Chronicles
2. Asking for next Monday off.

Lent (4/40)

Feb. 9th, 2008 09:11 pm
hermionesviolin: (anime night)
"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy."
-[livejournal.com profile] mylittleredgirl [more info]

"Sin is necessary, but all will be well, and all will be well, and every kind of thing will be well."
-Julian of Norwich, Showings

Five good things about today:
1. I got 10½ hours of sleep!  (And yet a few hours later I was dozing off reading The Meaning of Jesus [CHPC adult ed] and ended up taking a couple naps.  Maybe I should have gone for a walk?)
2. Terry called me!  The last I'd heard was when I bumped into Harriet the Friday of MLK Day weekend and she said he'd hurt his knee at his non-library job and that place was balking at paying the workman's comp.  He says he's been having physical therapy -- hasn't had knee surgery, though he'll probably have to.  He's working the closing shift at the library these days (5-9pm).  And his son just got a job.  Apparently he hadn't actually had one when he moved in with them.  *sighs*
3. It was snowing lightly both times I was outside today.
4. I got a free dinner.
5. The "motivational poster" in the most recent Neil Gaiman blogpost [lj synfeed link].  I had not known there was as make your own "motivational poster" Internet tool.

Three things I did well today:
1. I visited CWM-Beth.  I had White Ambrosia tea from tea forte.  It was indeed good -- and came in a lovely container.  We went to House of Tibet for dinner.  I was in the mood for dumplings but got seduced by the potatoes-and-spinach stir-fry.
2. I did some additional processing (and praying) about a certain relationship.
3. I updated my GoodReads.  And did some tag-tweaking -- in which process I learned that there is a 35-character limit on tags.  Oh intarnets, why do you thwart my organizational attempts?  Oh, I tagged recent posts on [livejournal.com profile] femslash_minis, too.  Ari, am I evil for wanting a moderator account for masterlist posting, so that any Maintainer can go back and edit masterlist entries to update them?
4. I actually left various LJ comments.  (I've been so bad at commenting recently.)

Two things I am looking forward to (doing [better]) tomorrow:
1. Seeing Rachel at CHPC and getting to debrief with her.
2. Going to church.
hermionesviolin: animated icon of a book open on a desk, with text magically appearing on it, with text "tell me a story" framing it (tell me a story [lizzieb])
I read a bunch of the Secret Slasha fics quickly over the course of Christmas Day (starting with the one written for me, obv.) but have been lame and haven't actually posted a public word about the one written for me, so I'm rectifying that now.
     "The Scent of Fantasies" (Anne/Buffy, post-"Anne" [BtVS 3.01])
It's not what I had in mind when I requested Anne/any (I'd been thinking Angel-era Anne), but the Anne voice feels really true, especially in the first section.

The one written for Ari is really quite lovely.
     "Joyce Summers' Calendar: July 1998" (Joyce/Pat, summer between S2 and S3)

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I spent much of today alternating between backtagging (zomg, so time-consuming) and reading fic.

I know there are serious fics in the Yuletide archive, I've even seen some of them recced, but I started with the crack fic.

Sesame Street -- "Why Sex Ed Should Stay in Schools"
[excerpt] "The lab said that boys and girls need to know what happens to their bodies when they get older, and since they can't talk about it in the schools, we Muppets are going to step in and help out."

Dinosaur Comics -- "INSECURITY COMICS" [edit: Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] ave_eva for pointing out that someone in the [livejournal.com profile] yuletide comm put the dialogue on the comics template. /edit]
[excerpt] "Was it Colin Mochrie?" Dromiceiomimus said.
    "No, but thank you for reminding me of YET ANOTHER PERSON who feels it's appropriate to mock me for something I can't help."
    "His name is appropriate, though," Utahraptor said.

Hercules: The Legendary Journeys -- "I Friend You, You Friend Him"
Salmoneous invents "Face Scroll" and havoc ensues.  So true.

Commercials (Mac and PC) -- "Hanging Out, BFF"
[excerpt] "That's a nice outfit," he said politely to PC, who was in what Mac considered a snazzy suit.
    "Do you think so?" said PC dubiously. "I keep finding myself wearing it, no matter what I start out in. It just kind of... pops on, and I can't do anything else until I change. I'm not sure it's my color."
    "Nah. You look good in blue."
    "Really?" PC looked doubtful. "People use the words 'of death' to describe this particular shade of screen. That doesn't really seem very positive to me."

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And I have not yet read any of the HIMYM fic written for Yuletide 2007, but in browsing other people's del.cio.us, I found a zombie-apocalypse HIMYM ficlet that Amy wrote.  I'm not even particularly a zombie-fic fan, but I endorse this fic.

And because I never linked it the first time around, Kita says: "I would like to know what you think your favorite (or most interesting, or newest love, or shiniest, or whatever) character is doing this Xmas/Hannukah/Other."

***

There have been various things in the metro (yes, I am lame, and my morning commute free paper is my primary news source these days) these past days/weeks about Bhutto and Musharraf, but I hadn't (yet?) delved very deep in, and then there was this morning's news.

In her post, Kita writes:
[livejournal.com profile] doqz raises some good points about Bhutta the politician in his post, about muddied history and how only the dead are sainted. [livejournal.com profile] kali921 focuses on Bhutta's humanity; what she strived for, what she represented. In the end, I think both points of view are fair, and reasoned. She was a woman, she was a leader; we have the duty to acknowledge, to honor, to *discuss* both.



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"Joy Sadhana is a daily practice in the observation of joy." -[livejournal.com profile] mylittleredgirl [more info]

The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light.  And they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined.
-Isaiah 9:2


Five good things about today:
1. I got approximately 8 hours of sleep.
2. The traffic light at Teele Sq. does include a Walk light.
3. I bumped into [livejournal.com profile] trijinx on the Red Line.
4. I logged on to facebook for the first time in a while and Sharon had SuperPoke made snow angels with me :)
5. Snazzy new GoogleMaps -- shows 3-D outlines of buildings and even labels some of them.  [Edit: And the street-level view thing, for Boston at least at the moment the icon is a snowperson :) ]
Bonus: Katie gchatted me (it always makes me feel good when someone else instigates chat with me) and we discussed how gchat (and sometimes Outlook) turns your stuff bold when you use asterisks, which is both frustrating and sense-making.  Hi, I am such a geek.

Three things I did well today:
1. I woke up and got up before my 9am alarm easily.
2. I did leave the house today -- did various errands.
3. I made real dinner for myself (and washed dishes thereafter).  Ari, Barilla makes protein-enriched pasta, fyi.
Bonus: I read fic and feedbacked.

Two things I am looking forward to (doing [better]) tomorrow:
1. Possibly making a mix CD for a friend of mine.
2. Seeing that guy from the train in the evening, apparently.  (Anyone wanna recommend a place to go get drinks downtown?  After preliminary Googling, I am thinking possibly Good Life.)
Reminder (because it came up in conversation): I give you blanket permission to write me/any RPF -- though I would personally enjoy it more if it involved people I already adore rather than this new guy I feel no sparks with, but do whatever makes you happy.
hermionesviolin: ((hidden) wisdom)
Fri. Nov. 30, my mom and I went to Handel's Messiah.

I waited for her at the Starbucks near Symphony Hall -- ordered a tall peppermint hot chocolate, finally beginning to use the $10 giftcard I got from a couple at First Churches for my college graduation 2.5 years ago.

We had dinner at, I think it was called Pho & I.  After my hot chocolate, I felt really full (my stomach'd been weird like all week), so I just got a coconut juice and a Saigon Salad sans meat, which I merely picked at.

I'd ordered [online!] first balcony, center.  When my tickets came, "PLEASE NOTE: The seating you requested was not available at the time you placed your order.  We have given you the best available seats in substitution."  BALC2CTR

I was in second balcony last year and it felt really high up, but I was on the side near the edge overlooking everything, and the center has more rows and we weren't quite so close to the front, so I didn't feel like I was close to falling off.

I wasn't particularly into the concert at first (though I was very impressed with myself that, despite the not-enough sleep I'd gotten all week, I easily stayed awake through the whole concert -- and I was particularly struck by the Alto, and the conductor was great).  However, at this part, I fell in love with the Reason for the Season.

Chorus
For unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given and the government shall be upon His shoulder, and His name shall be called: Wonderful Counsellor, The Mighty God, The Everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace!
(Isaiah IX, 6)

I wasn't really into the suffering Christ parts, sacrificial atonement and all.

From Program Notes:
Handel's other oratorios are all dramatic re-tellings of Biblical events.  Messiah is something very different.  The libretto is entirely made of Biblical quotations that comment on the events at hand, instead of enacting them.  This was an elegant way around the chief eighteenth-century objection for sacred oratorios, for Jesus himself never actually sings.

The idea of putting the central story of Christianity on the concert stage was a novel and potentially shocking idea.  Putting the story entirely in the form of quotations from both the Old and New Testament avoided making the Passion story into an unstaged opera.  But this also opened the way for a far greater breadth of symbolic reference.

Charles Jennens used a passage from St. Paul to sum up his musical sermon: "God was manifested in the Flesh, justify'd by the Spirit, seen of Angels, preached among the Gentiles, believed on in the World, received up in Glory."  All this is more than a simple retelling of the life of Christ.  Jennens' web of quotations draws our attention away from the actual events and towards the theological implications of Jesus's story.  In Part II, for example, the tremendously dramatic story of Christ's crucifixion is conveyed entirely through the language of the Old Testament, since these are the prophecies that the Crucifixion is seen to fulfill.  And Part III has no plot at all; it is actually a version of the Anglican burial service, emphasizing the resurrection of the body and Christ's victory over sin.
***

I went back to Norwood with my mom afterward 'cause the UCN Fair was the next day.

The fair's 9-3, and my mom said if I got there around 10 that'd be fine.

I helped at the book table, per usual.

There was a far greater number of books than usual, so much so that it wasn't until around lunchtime that you could actually read the titles of all the books.  Carol kept handing me books, suggesting I might be interested in purchasing them.  At one point I asked her why she kept trying to push romance novels on me.  She hadn't realized they were romance novels ("Wicked" had a white cover with a dove on the front, "Rebel" had a white cover with a hummingbird? on the front), but I proved I was right by flipping them over to find bodice-ripper scenes (they were hardcovers).  I was amused, because I didn't recognize the author names at all, just somehow knew they were romance novels, because what else would they be.  Carol said she was a bad influence.  I said I'm so far gone... said it's a church book fair so doesn't have real bad influence books, just medium bad influence books like romance novels.  I looked really virtuous, though, because I got 3 Christianity books:
+ Mysteries of the Bible: The Unanswered Questions of the Scriptures, by Reader's Digest Association)
+ The Westminster Dictionary of Christian Spirituality, ed. Gordon S. Wakefield
+ The Lenten Labyrinth: Daily Reflections for the Journey of Lent (Daily Reflections for the Journey of Lent), by Edward M. Hays

Bev was running the fair for the I-don't-know-what-th year in a row, and her good friend Ginny H. whom she lives with (in a gen way, I swear!) has been in and out of the hospital since like October, so she was kinda stressed.  I was massaging her back, and she said she was gonna move in with me.

The fair was 9-3, so I'd thought I might swing by the library before getting the 5:05 train home, but I helped box up all the leftovers, and then I picked up a little kid to keep him from going down the stairs to outside (guys were coming by carrying a table, otherwise I would have just blocked the stairs until the kid's mom came and got him), and he put his arms around me.  I had never seen him before.  His name is David, and he'll be 2 in January.  I'm not much of a kid person, but I was happy to just hold this sweet kid, kinda rocking him.  Every once in a while he would wanna get down, and I'd follow him somewhere, and he'd walk around a bit, and then I'd pick him, and he'd hang out for a while.  At one point I tried singing to him a little bit (softly, since his ears were so close to my mouth) and yeah, I so can't sing.

When I was first holding him, his grandfather David said I was practicing for when I got older.  I said I didn't actually want to have kids, so I was practicing to be an aunt, but I was okay with that.

I saw Mike F. later, and he said he wished he were smaller, so I could hold him like that.  (He'd been working outside all day.)  I told him about my conversation with the kid's grandfather, and he said I'd change my mind when prince Charming came along, that I'd want to reproduce him.  I consciously decided not to Come Out as bi, and just responded to the other part, saying that it's a lot of work and you never get an exact replica or even a combination of the best parts of you and your partner, that if you do a really good job you hope to get a good unique person whom you are glad to have in your life.

My parents left at a time when if I went with them I would make the 5:05 train, so I did.
hermionesviolin: image of a white teacup on a saucer with a medium-brown liquid (hot chocolate?) being poured into it (warmth in the cold)
Beth was very glad to join my family for Thanksgiving.  Apparently the past four years she hasn't had anyone to spend Thanksgiving with.  (It's not physically/financially feasible for her to travel to her family.)  She says everyone thinks of Thanksgiving as a big family holiday so they don't think to invite people, which is sad.

There was traffic on 95 on the way to my house, so we took the "scenic" route back.  I learned a tiny bit more about how places are connected to each other.
I think of the Green Line branches as being far apart from each other*, but driving on Chestnut Hill Ave. we hit Chestnut Hill at Comm. Ave. [B Line] and Cleveland Circle [C Line] and Reservoir [D Line] in rapid succession.
*Okay, an actual map disabuses me of that notion.  Clearly I've gotta learn my geography better.

Beth brought "fruit casserole" (pineapple, whole cranberries, apples, with grated almonds on top -- I had some, and it wasn't excessively pineappley, which I was grateful for).

My brother had the plate of beige (mashed potatoes, turkey, gravy, etc. -- he was gonna get salad etc. second round) while I had color (mashed potatoes, green beans with almonds, baby carrots, black olives, fruit casserole, sample portions of squash and cranberry goop).  We took photos to prove it.  (I've really gotta bring my digital camera around more places.)

And I had Riesling with dinner (my mom knows me) and non-alcoholic eggnog with nutmeg with dessert (crustless pumpkin pie, with whipped cream).

***

I see people on the flist being all, "Okay, Thanksgiving's over, can it be Christmas now?" which is not so much where I'm at.  I regret that we're almost at the end of the day and I haven't done a proper gratitude list (though duh, I know I can post one anytime, the fourth Thursday of November is not the only date I'm allowed to give thanks), and Advent begins the Sunday after this one and I still haven't figured out how I want to observe it this year.

Last year I think I spent one Saturday between Thanksgiving and Christmas in my own apartment, was constantly back in Norwood/with my mother doing hoilday stuff.  I seem to be repeating that this year.  Expandlist cut because you probably don't care )

I was watching CSI tonight -- yeah, I know I'm behind in writeups -- and JCPenney (and Kohl's) opens early for Black Friday -- at 4am!  No lie.  (I am however apparently jaded as to the fact that many places open at 6am on Black Friday.)

***

My mom has a copy of The Measure of Life: Virginia Woolf's Last Years by Herbert Marder which she was underwhelmed by but perhaps someone more into Virginia Woolf would enjoy it more.  Any takers?

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