Monday Musing

I’m not sure where today went.

The weekend was fairly self-explanatory….crazy busy.

Therapist came over for a session with A on Saturday.  Shopping for the weekend. Banking. Shopping.  Did I mention shopping?  Yeah, tis the season and all that, ha.

Then church on Sunday.  A came home with three more incense sticks from the church bookstore. I suspect his own burner is happening soon. But he’s listening, he’s learning, and he’s making it a part of who he is and who he wants to be…more kind, more accepting, more joyous, more…peaceful.  In these difficult times, who wouldn’t want more of that?

And now Monday is over…it just passed midnight, so technically this is Tuesday, ha…and I don’t know how it vanished without even bothering to wish me goodnight.

That it was lovely for a wintery day seems obvious. Never enough hours of daylight now.  That is perhaps the biggest part of how I keep losing my days. Never fear…winter solstice will arrive before long and begin to set things right again.  I remind myself of that a lot in December.

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I did sneak in a few hours of writing. Those hours vanish so swiftly….and I don’t begrudge a moment spent in my whimsy and adventures on the page.  Tonight it was research on airships.  Not the tattered pirate sails  on dirigibles kind…but ones I could envision being powered by sun as well as wind.

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And in 5 short hours I must get up and begin another day.  May your tomorrow be blessed.

 

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Finding Friday

Another week past…hard to believe almost the end of another month….another YEAR!  Where in bloody blue blazes did this one go?!

Considering that the phrase itself is a ‘stand in’ for hell…on second consideration that might not be sooooo far from true. Too much anger, too much sorrow, loss, pain, inhumanity in this year….all across our country and our world. Time passes so swiftly in these difficult times…and yet seems to drag on interminably.

For myself, I choose to hold tightly to the victories amongst the sorrow. The wee, small, quiet moments that assure me that life does indeed go on despite the vagaries of men.  My old dog snoring under my feet, as so long she has. Little A’s smile. Aleah and DJ playing in Peppa Pig’s dollhouse. Visiting the birds at the school. The song of the ocean, as it recalls God singing it into creation so very long ago.

The joys and sorrows friends have shared…that is beyond price.

The stories!  So many stories. Theirs. Mine. Ones we have read. What have you read this year?  What mark did it leave within you?

For now…my dear Khyr and his story are told. Upon the new year I shall edit and revise once more, with fresh eyes and an open heart…seeking to draw from those thousands of words the essence of what and who he is and the story he wishes to share.

And I have Truian to keep me company, so very different from Khyr. I never really imagined that world till now with its air ships and swift solar powered sailing ships, the steam-punk edge but without any of the grit and pollution….eco-punk?  I would love such a world.

He wants to be off sailing now. My heroes and their passion for water…yes indeed. I think I can encourage him to go for a swim yet before this year is over. Now there is a lovely fantasy.

 

Wicked Wednesday

And it has been such a wickedly wonderful Wednesday indeed.

  1.  School concert…and the little A had a special part playing the ‘blocks’ (?)  Not sure what they are actually called, but his music teacher says he really takes his part serious and it showed in his performance as he was intensely concentrating on what he was playing and soooo into the music.  It was wonderful.
  2. Weather continues to be pretty nice for mid-December.  Coolish…I remember lots of years when we were in tshirts and shorts for Christmas….but surely better than the horrid snows and bitter cold up north.  I am thankful.
  3. The poor laptop is being very ‘wicked’…it seems it has decided, once again, that is has had enough overuse and abuse from this writerly person. Six keys no longer have letters, and now it is being recalcitrant about staying connected to the internet.  An inconvenience at this point, but I see the writing on the wall…by next year I shall be madly saving for another laptop.  Grump.
  4. My protagonist is coming out of his shell and he deserves to be appreciated.  Along those same lines my dear Reesie and I finally got to go see “Justice League”…with the exception of the Superman line (no spoilers here…I just have never liked the character…not even as a child. Too smug.  Too condescending. Meh) the movie was great fun!  Cyborg is wonderfully drawn and way under appreciated in their ads and trailers.  I hope he gets his own movie.  The kid playing the Flash is adorable and his interaction with everyone, especially Batman (who thankfully finally gets to get out of being so dang dark and depressing and show some fun for a change), is great.  Wonder Woman is a wonder.  But, to no surprise among any who know me, my favorite of course is Aquaman.  Wow!  Again, vastly underused by the studio, but that’s okay… cause he has a movie next year and rocks every scene he is in.  

Yep… that’s wonderfully wet and wicked for this Wednesday

Sunshine and sofas

Today was a beautiful autumn day here in the Lowcountry,  low 70s, clear blue skies, and sunshine. Hard to get better than this when you have plenty of fun errands to complete.

First up:  rescue the small sofa/loveseat I bought yesterday from the second-hand store but couldn’t get into my little hatchback. A dear friend was kind enough to lend me her jeep and with back seats removed it was the perfect size.  Up the stairs to Reesie’s apartment and hoping she loves it when she gets home tonight. It is a nice solid little piece of furniture and in really great condition aside from a small paint smudge on one arm. Tomorrow I will take the sweet lilac crocheted prayer throw the dear church ladies made for David when he was fighting his cancer.  It made him feel better having it, and will be the perfect accent (and smudge hider) for the sofa.  Then I will nab a couple of cute throw pillows and it will be adorable.

Next up, take my ‘helper’ (aka Little A) for a quick stop at McD’s for drinks and a haIf hour break on the playground. This one has a tube-slide almost two stories high…and a sign saying it is for children 3-12 and their parents too!  Challenge was given, and I crawled up the endless spiral tube, through the maze, following a giggling and taunting boy-child, and there it was: the slide. I got turned…and he shoved me.  Middle-aged woman eeeking her way around all the curves and whoosh out the end.

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I survived!  There may be bruises come morning, ha.

The trip home was blessed with a gorgeous orange half-moon over the river.

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Loving life here in the Lowcountry.

 

Something Sunday

It was a lovely day today…a bit too cool for my liking, but positively balmy compared to so many places.  The week looks to be warming wonderfully to right around 80….then plunging precipitously on Thursday…just in time for my Little A’s birthday.

No worries, it will move indoors for Thursday and hopefully be warm again for his party on the weekend.

It is, of course, SuperBowl Sunday.  We used to watch it… okay, David watched it, sometimes some of the children watched with him, mostly I avoided all of it by staying in the kitchen making a mountain of snacks for hubby and the kids and then a special dinner and more snacks.  My only foray into the living room was to watch the Budweiser commercial.

This year… well, we don’t get tv any more, and even if we did none of us have any desire to watch the Patriots, who are beyond boring.  Poor David.  All the football fandom died with him.  However, there will be a couple of special after-supper snacks…just for fun.  And… watching the Budweiser commercial on the computer.  😀

Meanwhile…back on the ranch, or in this case at the old homestead…life goes on. I did weird and unusual things to the ‘stroganoff’ for supper…curious to see if they eat it based purely on my calling it by that name, lol.  Hey, ya work with what you’ve got 😉

(postscript… picky 7 yr old and suspicious 16 yr old just came through asking for seconds 😀 SCORE!)

The edits for Khyr will be completed tonight.

consider...:  Well…okay, my edits.  Next up…get a couple of beta read-throughs. Fix whatever they find….and in the meanwhile, work on my current wip, which is a fun mash up of eco-punk, fantasy, and who knows what else?  😀

14 Fashions That Put The Steam In Steampunk:

 

 

 

Friday fun, friends, and family

Today was the last day of VBS.  It was fun! I worked in doing the kids’ crafts all week and we finished up with a great one where each child made a (faux) leather bound journal to take home.  They loved it, it was simple enough for smaller kids but left lots of room for creativity for the more advanced/artistic children.

Afterwards Merrill and DeeDee took me to Mellow Mushroom for pizza.  We ate out on the patio but along the wall, not near the big open windows.  A late afternoon storm blew in…watching the approach of this huge wall of black cloud was amazing and then… it was on us!  Rain poured.  Winds whipped the rain through the windows, customers grabbed their plates and ran for shelter.  We sat and enjoyed the mist blowing over us on this hot summer afternoon….and ate our pizza.  Of course, DeeDee frizzed and my hair sprang into a tight mess of wild curls….but it was wonderful.  Such fun.

Then tonight our Little A called and we talked for ages.  About how he expects the hammock swing to be waiting when he comes home.  How he’d like to have one where he is nooowww.  (hint hint)  😉  About the color of his life jacket (red and orange) and how much he needs a new trampoline when he comes home.  It was wonderful.

Now I am off to murder some monsters with Khyr.  So here is our Friday Fantasy and I hope some of ya’ll love it and see the fantasy it opens for us all….

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