ooh, fourteen hours of Christopher Noth
Criminal Intent marathon. I cannot walk well, but I am happy.
(Yeah. We had to cancel a trip out today. I couldn't unlock my right knee to go turn off the alarm, that's pretty bad. Plus, some time last night, the kitten decided she really needed to stand on all four paws, balanced on my shin. When this started to hurt--as it will--I moved, and she extended all claws and then slid down the shin. So I have two deep claw-scrapes running diagonal across my left shin. Ow ow OW ow.
more cat pictures
(Yeah yeah yeah.)
A lot of what the Curiosity Shoppe carries is overpriced and faddish, but some things, here and there, are pretty fun. Things like the Egglings and the inspirational book By Hand, for example. Price ranges are fair to whoa, but very little is oh-hell-no high.
Ooooh.
Interesting variation on the Bloody Mary legend.
Starbucks versus...a roller derby team? Oh, that's rich.
The banana parable of our time. AKA, why corporations can't be trusted.
I was, I still am, highly impressed with Teavana. First, they know their teas. Second, their prices aren't that insane, considering the boutique/tea-shop feel of their place. Third, you can sample a ton of their teas, and they have good teas, and know how to maximize the tastes. What's not to love?
Pickled tarantula? Preserved turtle? Vintage casket key? Morgue photography? Thanatos seems to be your place.
And I still adore Orbino's hand-stitched leather cases for iPods.
Man...it's not all Christopher Noth episodes. As I watch, and idly surf, and toss notes up here on the entry-to-come, we're now in the Nicole Wallace episodes. And as usual, all the questions surface again. The whole concept of soulmates.
I believe in soulmates. I believe that there are people, there are souls, on this planet, that you're destined to meet over and over because you love them, because you enjoy being with them, because your soul recognizes theirs and calls them to your side.
But what happens when, in any given life, the body and the heart around the soul you so love get damaged? What happens if that's out of your control, but it renders them, in this life, deeply flawed? What happens, simply put, if your soulmate is broken when you meet them?
The way they've played this out on Criminal Intent is fascinating to watch, but also painful--they portray this, a very twisted pas de deux, as a relationship, in a sense--between the woman who can no longer love and the man who's afraid to let anyone close enough to him to love. Their moments of fracture and of nearly reaching out, odd echoes of past pain, and fresh draws across open wounds are nothing short of brilliant.
Because it's all well and good when you meet your soulmate, and they're perfect--but if they're flawed, and not even flawed at your hands...what can you do? Criminal Intent gives us part of the answer--you do the best you can, and hurt the rest of the time.
Need some help? Try Dynamic Living--they've got some great assistance aids. (I'm considering emailing the link to catdancer about the Couch Cane or the Lift Bar--big heavy metal supports that would help her sit up by herself, without so much pain.)
See also Caregiver Products, and Amplestuff, for more helpful living aids. (All three of the above links came from crymsin_lilly.
(Yeah. We had to cancel a trip out today. I couldn't unlock my right knee to go turn off the alarm, that's pretty bad. Plus, some time last night, the kitten decided she really needed to stand on all four paws, balanced on my shin. When this started to hurt--as it will--I moved, and she extended all claws and then slid down the shin. So I have two deep claw-scrapes running diagonal across my left shin. Ow ow OW ow.
more cat pictures
(Yeah yeah yeah.)
A lot of what the Curiosity Shoppe carries is overpriced and faddish, but some things, here and there, are pretty fun. Things like the Egglings and the inspirational book By Hand, for example. Price ranges are fair to whoa, but very little is oh-hell-no high.
Ooooh.
Interesting variation on the Bloody Mary legend.
Starbucks versus...a roller derby team? Oh, that's rich.
The banana parable of our time. AKA, why corporations can't be trusted.
I was, I still am, highly impressed with Teavana. First, they know their teas. Second, their prices aren't that insane, considering the boutique/tea-shop feel of their place. Third, you can sample a ton of their teas, and they have good teas, and know how to maximize the tastes. What's not to love?
Pickled tarantula? Preserved turtle? Vintage casket key? Morgue photography? Thanatos seems to be your place.
And I still adore Orbino's hand-stitched leather cases for iPods.
Man...it's not all Christopher Noth episodes. As I watch, and idly surf, and toss notes up here on the entry-to-come, we're now in the Nicole Wallace episodes. And as usual, all the questions surface again. The whole concept of soulmates.
I believe in soulmates. I believe that there are people, there are souls, on this planet, that you're destined to meet over and over because you love them, because you enjoy being with them, because your soul recognizes theirs and calls them to your side.
But what happens when, in any given life, the body and the heart around the soul you so love get damaged? What happens if that's out of your control, but it renders them, in this life, deeply flawed? What happens, simply put, if your soulmate is broken when you meet them?
The way they've played this out on Criminal Intent is fascinating to watch, but also painful--they portray this, a very twisted pas de deux, as a relationship, in a sense--between the woman who can no longer love and the man who's afraid to let anyone close enough to him to love. Their moments of fracture and of nearly reaching out, odd echoes of past pain, and fresh draws across open wounds are nothing short of brilliant.
Because it's all well and good when you meet your soulmate, and they're perfect--but if they're flawed, and not even flawed at your hands...what can you do? Criminal Intent gives us part of the answer--you do the best you can, and hurt the rest of the time.
Need some help? Try Dynamic Living--they've got some great assistance aids. (I'm considering emailing the link to catdancer about the Couch Cane or the Lift Bar--big heavy metal supports that would help her sit up by herself, without so much pain.)
See also Caregiver Products, and Amplestuff, for more helpful living aids. (All three of the above links came from crymsin_lilly.