I had, and met, a fun challenge this week.

I was given the opportunity to write words for an AOA to be given in the near future. I had one week to turn it around, because it is, as I said, the near future!

The scribe I worked with, Mistress Ignacia, has given me words to write before and likes it when I do something that is particularly suited to ( Read more... )

I dream a lot, and sometimes I remember a great deal and other times not so much.

Once I've woken up and switched to the "doze for a while before I get up" stage, I'll actually know that a dream segment is about to end and fade to white and my eyes will open before I dive under again.

It was during that phase, last night/this morning, that I dreamed ( Read more... )

Sumer is icumen in,
Lhude sing cuccu!
Groweþ sed and bloweþ med

And springþ þe wde nu,
Sing cuccu!
Awe bleteþ after lomb,
Lhouþ after calue cu.
Bulluc sterteþ, bucke uerteþ,
Murie sing cuccu!
Cuccu, cuccu, wel singes þu cuccu;

Ne swik þu nauer nu.
Pes:

Sing cuccu nu. Sing cuccu.
Sing cuccu. Sing cuccu nu!

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Actually, he came back last night; so for a full day now, home has been "home" again.

We can, and (obviously) occasionally do, operate separately. But we're better when we can be together.

As predicted, last night, the felines mobbed him, and the dog slept on my feet.

While I was in the shower sobbing, Patrick called back. A lady found Rosie down by the tavern, pretty close by if you go cross-lots. There being no pound or similar facility, the cops told her to take the dog home for the night. My BIL went to report the lost dog to the cops, and they said, "we think we know where your dog is," called the woman and ( Read more... )

Nancy is making progress. She's able to talk and has some recognition of people, and knows she's in the hospital, though not why or which one. They've been able to schedule the surgery for her face (Wednesday). And they moved her out of the "oh shit" ward to the "shit" ward, as Patrick put it. Keep praying!

But to add to the challenge, Rosie has ( Read more... )

Yesterday they stabilized Nancy's arm by screwing the bones back together. Last night sometime she started waking up, so they took her off the ventilator. As of a few minutes ago, she is breathing on her own, AWAKE, and responsive to requests.

This is what we call "a good sign."

Patrick is still going down tomorrow. But with a much less fearful ( Read more... )

Last night, my sister-in-law Nancy was seriously injured in a car accident. She suffered facial injuries that will require surgery, a compound arm fracture (they screwed her arm back together and splinted it; she just got out of surgery), back injuries and a head injury that has led to intracranial bleeding. It's pretty damn serious, folks. And the ( Read more... )

Today marks Patrick's and my 12th wedding anniversary. We had all manner of plans, some of which we're still hoping to see fulfilled. Very little of what we expected our life to look like is what has actually happened, but one thing holds steady and true, which is our love for each other.

Sometimes we're asked how we've stayed solid this long, in ( Read more... )

There's been a great deal of not a lot going on, lately. Work is fine, and home is excellent, and the budget is always tight and, well, life is.

This weekend's accomplishments include swimming, errand-running, laundry-soap making, laundry, knitting, and sweating.

I've got to say, I went more than 30 years of my life without ever really sweating ( ( Read more... )