The local authorities swore out a warrant based on the information that the students of Aldwyns and MacCumhail provided, raided the location and found ( Read more... )

Well, with Oidhche Shamhna past, Cailleach Bheara - Old Woman Winter - has flown in for a stay, riding a chariot of bone-chilling rain, driven by blasts of ice-knife winds; beating the ground with her freezing staff, killing the plants and bringing down the cold upon us. We managed to miss the limb-breaking snows that fell to the east of us, north ( Read more... )

We at Na Gurnaidh have safely weathered another Oidhche Shamhna - Eve of All Hallows, despite the many bodachain and glastig who visited us. We did run low on the bribe of sweets, but luckily Jonah had some so we didn't actually run out. (I replaced what I borrowed from him, I hasten to assure ( Read more... )

I feel kind of bad about these eggs - not posting even dialann posts, let along Na Gurnaidh. Fact is that I've been distracted the past few days - posting to my gaelic lj as well and trying to make some doll sized books. There are tutorials out there on how to make such books - but they're mostly ... just for show. I suppose that makes sense, ( Read more... )

We are returned from Diagon Alley and I now remember why it is that I avoid shopping there. I should never have taken PK and his friend Alysayn. You would not BELIEVE the way those people act Otherfolk - worse than ... give me dragons, any day. They might eat a body, but they don't act like they're doing you a favour while they do so. (well, ( Read more... )

That tonight is the first entry in Snuff's journal "A Night in the Lonely October" by R. Zelazny. Are we doing it again this year? Margaret? Ren?


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This morning I had a dream of our life some 15 years ago. We were living in this house, B was maybe 8 years old and in the dream he had taken some toys from his baby sister, making her cry. She was very small, barely walking and was banging some plastic buckets and screaming "MINE! MINE!" over and over again. I felt proud as I picked her up ( Read more... )

I subbed today, even though I wasn't scheduled to do so. The school system here has switched to an automated "subfinder" programme that begins calling at 5:30 am and 4 pm, but won't tell you where, who or what grade level they're asking for. I'm only down to sub at the libraries, but even so, I got all kinds of calls so I had myself put down as " ( Read more... )

Yestereve, after walking half a mile on the treadmill, I turned off the light in the exercise area, turned around and ... stubbed my little toe. Hard. It's now swollen with a purple band around the first joint down and I think it may be broken. However, it only hurts when I think about it or move it incautiously, so I'm doing my best to think ( Read more... )

I picked up a pair of doll glasses the other day and put them on Simon. Wearing those along with his new blue jeans (the old ones are going to KY as part of the Confederate soldier outfit) with the brown fedora and the slouch boots, I think he looks remarkably like a young Dr. Henry Jones. Senior, of course, not the gad-about gadfly Junior.

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