Coffee is good, m'kay?
Nov. 3rd, 2005 08:15 amLast evening, we initiated Ken and Trixie to Second Degree Wiccans. At the end of the ritual, we were all sniffling and blubbering from the intensity of emotions. I know my voice cracked at several points while calling quarters. The words relating to loss and renewal became more than mere example after spending two days cleaning the cemetery. The evening ended well with everyone going out to dinner.
We had originally planned to go to Outback. When we got there, the parking lot was jam packed and the wait for a table would have been over an hour. We then went to Steak and Ale, which had a 45 minute wait. Applebees was down the street and the wait was less than 15 minutes. Much better. An integral aspect of fhe culture down here is eating. Throngs of people at restaurants attest to the fact that people crave normalcy...and tasty food. Some people are working so hard on getting their homes cleared out, cleaned up and rebuilt. They don't have refrigerators and stoves and other appliances to cook with and they need restaurants for sustenance. They need to sit and be waited on. They need the normalcy.
Before I headed out the door last evening, the Siamese had crawled into my lap as I printed out something for Vel because her printer isn't working. The cat smelled bad, like feet and ass. What the hell? As I was grabbing my keys, I looked under the kitchen table to find an open bag of valerian and the cat rolling in it. One of the perks of cleaning the cemetery was that the Herb Import Company next door had thrown out a bunch of stuff that we had scavenged from their trash. We divvied up the herbs among ourselves and each made quite a haul. I put my bags on the dining room table until I could find a place to store them. The cat(s) had other ideas. He/she/they deliberately fished the stinkiest herb out of the bags to tear open and roll around in. Crazy animals.
Well, let's see how much I get done today. I've got to clean the car for our trip back up to Alexandria this weekend. Corpsman wants to get out of town for a few days and I think it would be good for my sinuses, which are getting better slowly. We're going to buy new bicycles today. I've got to finish my article for Illiad. The trash goes out tonight. And I want to get the bathroom cleaned. If I have time, I'll install another stick of memory I got for my birthday into the computer. Other than that, we'll see what sort of other things I accomplish while procrastinating doing the other things.
We had originally planned to go to Outback. When we got there, the parking lot was jam packed and the wait for a table would have been over an hour. We then went to Steak and Ale, which had a 45 minute wait. Applebees was down the street and the wait was less than 15 minutes. Much better. An integral aspect of fhe culture down here is eating. Throngs of people at restaurants attest to the fact that people crave normalcy...and tasty food. Some people are working so hard on getting their homes cleared out, cleaned up and rebuilt. They don't have refrigerators and stoves and other appliances to cook with and they need restaurants for sustenance. They need to sit and be waited on. They need the normalcy.
Before I headed out the door last evening, the Siamese had crawled into my lap as I printed out something for Vel because her printer isn't working. The cat smelled bad, like feet and ass. What the hell? As I was grabbing my keys, I looked under the kitchen table to find an open bag of valerian and the cat rolling in it. One of the perks of cleaning the cemetery was that the Herb Import Company next door had thrown out a bunch of stuff that we had scavenged from their trash. We divvied up the herbs among ourselves and each made quite a haul. I put my bags on the dining room table until I could find a place to store them. The cat(s) had other ideas. He/she/they deliberately fished the stinkiest herb out of the bags to tear open and roll around in. Crazy animals.
Well, let's see how much I get done today. I've got to clean the car for our trip back up to Alexandria this weekend. Corpsman wants to get out of town for a few days and I think it would be good for my sinuses, which are getting better slowly. We're going to buy new bicycles today. I've got to finish my article for Illiad. The trash goes out tonight. And I want to get the bathroom cleaned. If I have time, I'll install another stick of memory I got for my birthday into the computer. Other than that, we'll see what sort of other things I accomplish while procrastinating doing the other things.
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Date: 2005-11-03 03:10 pm (UTC)Happpy Happy!!
Date: 2005-11-03 05:03 pm (UTC)Have a safe trip up to Alexandria.
Re: Happpy Happy!!
Date: 2005-11-03 05:50 pm (UTC)The inside of the car is vacuumed and the windows are washed. Now I've got to drag the hose from the patio to the driveway and wash the outside. I prefer not to travel in a filthy vehicle. Maybe it's psychological, but I think the car runs better when it's clean.
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Date: 2005-11-03 05:09 pm (UTC)*blushes*
Date: 2005-11-03 05:56 pm (UTC)To be blunt, I've got no reason to bellyache and moan about my circumstances when so many people have lost everything. If anything, I should work ten times harder and pitch in to help others more often. That effort would truly make me worthy of such praise.
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Date: 2005-11-03 05:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-03 06:15 pm (UTC)Loads and loads and loads of fun are being had. :)
Date: 2005-11-04 12:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-03 05:56 pm (UTC)Well at least you know the valerian was good. One of mine is busy "gardening" in the plants that were brought inside at frost. At least she let the portulaca finish making seeds.
Have a great birthday ... and remember to carve out some time for yourself.
*sneaks a 6-pack of Leinies into the virtual frig...enjoy!*
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Date: 2005-11-03 05:58 pm (UTC)Who? Me?
Date: 2005-11-04 12:28 am (UTC)You are way awesome....
Date: 2005-11-03 06:30 pm (UTC)I can hardly imagine how you stand the intensity of your rituals, by the way. The only one I have participated in was enough for years :-). I get a serious headache even when Beth does cards for me... I am not sure if I envy you or worry about you, to be honest. And all the work you do for the community! Awesome is indeed the only word possible, I guess :-). Please take good care of yourself, ok? And have a good trip!
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Date: 2005-11-03 06:48 pm (UTC)I just invoked Illiad on the UF board. He's got to have a look at the first half of the article I sent him so that I can finish the second half. I don't want to be fooling with that tomorrow if at all possible.
I may post from the library up there again over the weekend. I've still got my library card.
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Date: 2005-11-03 07:02 pm (UTC)The catholic masses I witnessed were pretty emotionally challenging for me personally, as well, by the way :-). The first one was spent suppressing giggles and reading the songbook. By the second, where these 9 year old kids were "sealed with the holy ghost" it all started to feel decidedly creepy. And ever after, I was more and more enraged - by the outrageous violence and injustice of the texts, and the apathy the congregation showed through it all... Never mind ;-). I never really was a "heathen" target, though, thankfully. Must suck...
What exactly are you doing for Illiad? Care to share ;-)?
Always happy to hear from you, of course! But R&R must come first!!
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Date: 2005-11-03 07:54 pm (UTC)Years ago, I would be intense with the work of ritual. Only lately has the emotional aspect hit me hard. I can deal with intense concentration and energy work quite easily. The emotions are sorta freaking me out. When the city gets back on a even keel, I'm sure I'll go back to my former mode of operation. Emotional hurricanes aren't my style either.
Intensity in groups is very powerful. I've always liked that. When I go to concerts, I suck up all the energy of the group that I can. That energy is rejuvenating. The last concert I went to that had that intensity was the Godsmack/Deftones concert. I was totally jazzed after that one.
I know what you mean about the apathy of congregations. Maybe it was the quality of boring midwestern people at churches in Indiana, but there was no soul, no spirit in their services. Even the ones who were referred to as holy rollers seemed to me to be putting it on rather like a theatrical production.
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Date: 2005-11-03 07:54 pm (UTC)Adding my happies...
Date: 2005-11-03 06:55 pm (UTC)Re: Adding my happies...
Date: 2005-11-03 07:55 pm (UTC)Happy Birthday!
Date: 2005-11-03 09:17 pm (UTC)Happy Birthday
Date: 2005-11-03 09:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-04 12:16 am (UTC)Hah!
If it makes you feel any better, you're younger than me. ;)
Hugs n best wishes!
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Date: 2005-11-04 12:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-04 02:47 am (UTC):P
Happy belated birthday, Nola!
Date: 2005-11-04 02:33 pm (UTC)Happy belated birthday!
Date: 2005-11-04 04:56 pm (UTC)*runs like stink*