10,000 breezes
Even if it's been a very busy day here, I decided to indulge in one of my "states of consciousness". This one is rare, can't be triggered deliberately, and happens once in a blue moon. It's also one of my favorites.
So, with this second skin over my brain, I started browsing left and right, randomly following down tracks and paths. LJ is assuredly my favorite place for this, with more substance than other somewhat similar medias. Facebook couldn't ever achieve this (for me, Facebook is to LiveJournal what a TV dinner is to a fondue).
villa_sorelle posted a link about pumpkin carving, and it reminded me of someone I've lost touch with who was practicing this, very skillfully. She also posted a link about shoes and it reminded me of the pictures of shoes a friend in Greece posted to me a couple of years back, asking if they would be fit for a gift for his new eccentric girlfriend...
baron_steffan talked about how a very slight change of dosage per pill can be an effective workaround for pharmaceutical companies to counter the generic wave. It reminded me that nobody knows a business like someone working in this business. Or, in other words, if you want to know about milk, ask a cow farmer, not a bread maker.
albreda posted a name that triggered my curiosity. Following down the path created by that name, I found a little story that, at the moment, I found amusing. (See previous entry)
northbard posted about revisiting old books and songs, many decades later (he said 21, I swear! *grin*). How many song I've learned this way, learning English through them. The only difference is that I was preferring when the lyrics were included, which they often were inside the pocket of my old vinyls.
I have more people to catch up with. But with my computer being away for fixing and the yearly craziness of fall, I've been slacking and didn't keep up with what people sent on their LJ. This allowed me to avoid slacking with more urgent and serious matters.
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I am almost through the waltz of appointments, it's the same every year. Two things trigger it all: the first diagnosis was established in later September, and school starts in September as well. And since school means special needs for Alex... So, all the re-evaluations of the different programs fall at that period, plus the intervention plans left and right. And this year, in September, Alex had to part with Isabelle, who we've been working with since Spring 2009. We knew her appointment was a replacement one, but still... It's now Valérie. For my son's sake, we told him that it's because he's now a big boy, not a baby anymore, and so it was easier for him since it was more like some kind of promotion than yet another parting.
I still don't like the idea of lying to my son.
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I started composing again. I don't have a decent sound on my computer, the midi sounds suck. *sigh* But that's still better than nothing. (Some would argue that, but starve music long enough and then tell me about it...)
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I took my engagement ring to the jeweler today, it needs to be sized down. It's the first time I don't wear it since Luke put it to my finger... I don't like that. He said it would be ready tomorrow. I can hardly wait, I want it around my finger so I know I won't lose it. It turns out my size is 6.5... o_O
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Another big step today in my Quest for Space:
The Monument to Waste of Space is out! I pulled it outside myself, it's now erected to posterity on the front porch. You can't miss it, it's almost white and takes almost all the width. Next steps: complete the reassignment of the Stuff, finish the last boxes, then get started on the toy chest. Mwahaha!
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Ali (Alisay de Falaise, OL, and my Laurel) had a family misfortune. Her daughter Joelle had a car accident on Friday. It was very windy, a hard wind and we lost electricity here. Probably a branch that fell off a tree...
...which is exactly what happened to Joelle. Unfortunately, the branch fell on her windshield. As a consequence, she got trapped in the car, both her arms broken and her pinky cut off. For someone who's not directly involved, it would be easy to think "better a pinky than an opposable thumb"... But that's probably not the time to say it. She may have to grieve the loss of the feminine hand with all five fingers (okay, 4 and a thumb). For a while, it will be very hard not to notice, for her, since pain will serve her a bitter reminder of her loss. Over time, though, I hope she will be able to accept her hand. It will still serve her well, once it's healed... But I can understand it will never be the same.
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Something trivial:
I found a lip balm that is absolutely awesome. I tried many, but never did I come near the result I have with this one... Heck, if I'd be a buy, I'd kiss myself! *lol* It's Blistex Deep Renewal. It's amazing and it has a subtle sweet taste, so it's not unpleasant to wear at all.
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Thoughts of the day:
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I started to dig into wedding stuff. I have not been to many wedding and the last one was...15 years ago, if I recall correctly. I know what I want and don't want, but not in the specifics, more at the "taste and ideology" level. So, I need to learn and understand customs and traditions, so I can tell them apart. I also need to discuss it with Luke because, unlike how it's done in his area, I won't decide everything and then have the groom just play his part. o_O
(Luke told me that, as a general rule, where he hails from, many little girls start imagining their dream wedding when they become teenagers. I can't wrap my head around the concept: doesn't it depend on who you'll marry? Doesn't it take two to make a couple, two to get married? WTF? *twitches*)
So, I just might reconcile myself with certain traditions once I know their meaning and such, but I'm not gonna "follow the line" without thinking - traditions were started by people who decided to do it first because they felt it was the right thing to do. I'm not looking to start traditions, I'm just someone for who symbols are important and I want our wedding to be like us.
*waves and poofs with a little cloud of dust*
So, with this second skin over my brain, I started browsing left and right, randomly following down tracks and paths. LJ is assuredly my favorite place for this, with more substance than other somewhat similar medias. Facebook couldn't ever achieve this (for me, Facebook is to LiveJournal what a TV dinner is to a fondue).
villa_sorelle posted a link about pumpkin carving, and it reminded me of someone I've lost touch with who was practicing this, very skillfully. She also posted a link about shoes and it reminded me of the pictures of shoes a friend in Greece posted to me a couple of years back, asking if they would be fit for a gift for his new eccentric girlfriend...
baron_steffan talked about how a very slight change of dosage per pill can be an effective workaround for pharmaceutical companies to counter the generic wave. It reminded me that nobody knows a business like someone working in this business. Or, in other words, if you want to know about milk, ask a cow farmer, not a bread maker.
albreda posted a name that triggered my curiosity. Following down the path created by that name, I found a little story that, at the moment, I found amusing. (See previous entry)
northbard posted about revisiting old books and songs, many decades later (he said 21, I swear! *grin*). How many song I've learned this way, learning English through them. The only difference is that I was preferring when the lyrics were included, which they often were inside the pocket of my old vinyls.
I have more people to catch up with. But with my computer being away for fixing and the yearly craziness of fall, I've been slacking and didn't keep up with what people sent on their LJ. This allowed me to avoid slacking with more urgent and serious matters.
_____________________________________
I am almost through the waltz of appointments, it's the same every year. Two things trigger it all: the first diagnosis was established in later September, and school starts in September as well. And since school means special needs for Alex... So, all the re-evaluations of the different programs fall at that period, plus the intervention plans left and right. And this year, in September, Alex had to part with Isabelle, who we've been working with since Spring 2009. We knew her appointment was a replacement one, but still... It's now Valérie. For my son's sake, we told him that it's because he's now a big boy, not a baby anymore, and so it was easier for him since it was more like some kind of promotion than yet another parting.
I still don't like the idea of lying to my son.
_____________________________________
I started composing again. I don't have a decent sound on my computer, the midi sounds suck. *sigh* But that's still better than nothing. (Some would argue that, but starve music long enough and then tell me about it...)
_____________________________________
I took my engagement ring to the jeweler today, it needs to be sized down. It's the first time I don't wear it since Luke put it to my finger... I don't like that. He said it would be ready tomorrow. I can hardly wait, I want it around my finger so I know I won't lose it. It turns out my size is 6.5... o_O
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Another big step today in my Quest for Space:
The Monument to Waste of Space is out! I pulled it outside myself, it's now erected to posterity on the front porch. You can't miss it, it's almost white and takes almost all the width. Next steps: complete the reassignment of the Stuff, finish the last boxes, then get started on the toy chest. Mwahaha!
_____________________________________
Ali (Alisay de Falaise, OL, and my Laurel) had a family misfortune. Her daughter Joelle had a car accident on Friday. It was very windy, a hard wind and we lost electricity here. Probably a branch that fell off a tree...
...which is exactly what happened to Joelle. Unfortunately, the branch fell on her windshield. As a consequence, she got trapped in the car, both her arms broken and her pinky cut off. For someone who's not directly involved, it would be easy to think "better a pinky than an opposable thumb"... But that's probably not the time to say it. She may have to grieve the loss of the feminine hand with all five fingers (okay, 4 and a thumb). For a while, it will be very hard not to notice, for her, since pain will serve her a bitter reminder of her loss. Over time, though, I hope she will be able to accept her hand. It will still serve her well, once it's healed... But I can understand it will never be the same.
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Something trivial:
I found a lip balm that is absolutely awesome. I tried many, but never did I come near the result I have with this one... Heck, if I'd be a buy, I'd kiss myself! *lol* It's Blistex Deep Renewal. It's amazing and it has a subtle sweet taste, so it's not unpleasant to wear at all.
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Thoughts of the day:
- If it looks like bullshit, sounds like bullshit, smells like bullshit, talks like bullshit, it's probably bullshit and that's what I'll call it. My white gloves are somewhere in a box, so I won't bother finding another name.
- If you ask the rose vendor to sell you milk, chances are the milkman will wonder why you didn't trust him in the first place, and the rose vendor will raise an eyebrow at you. To each their own.
- If you fail but know you can succeed, hang on tough, check what gripped and try again.
- Is it so important?
- Did you have your healthy dose of beauty intake today?...
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I started to dig into wedding stuff. I have not been to many wedding and the last one was...15 years ago, if I recall correctly. I know what I want and don't want, but not in the specifics, more at the "taste and ideology" level. So, I need to learn and understand customs and traditions, so I can tell them apart. I also need to discuss it with Luke because, unlike how it's done in his area, I won't decide everything and then have the groom just play his part. o_O
(Luke told me that, as a general rule, where he hails from, many little girls start imagining their dream wedding when they become teenagers. I can't wrap my head around the concept: doesn't it depend on who you'll marry? Doesn't it take two to make a couple, two to get married? WTF? *twitches*)
So, I just might reconcile myself with certain traditions once I know their meaning and such, but I'm not gonna "follow the line" without thinking - traditions were started by people who decided to do it first because they felt it was the right thing to do. I'm not looking to start traditions, I'm just someone for who symbols are important and I want our wedding to be like us.
*waves and poofs with a little cloud of dust*