ironymaiden: (boid)
[livejournal.com profile] scarlettina asked me five questions. the answers are below. if you would like five questions (and to perpetuate the best meme), let me know in comments. if you have comments about my answers, let me know in comments. in general, commenting is encouraged all around.


  1. You were without a dog for about a year before Leela joined the household. What's the hardest thing about not having a dog?

  2. ...i really choked on this one. maybe the answer is "having had a dog". we clearly survived somehow before. but we gained a great deal that we didn't entirely know we were missing. mental health stuff mostly. dog *is dog* and makes you feel good just by being around. dog makes you exercise. dog makes you put on pants and talk to your neighbors. dog provides an external focus for anxiety.

  3. You and C haven't taken a big trip in a while. If you could go anywhere and money were no object, where would you go?

  4. space. the ISS would be good enough. (IIRC the Russians aren't doing this anymore.)

    my other powerball fantasy is a cruise around the world. i collected some huge brochures for it about ten years ago. this actually exists, including a trip through the Panama canal. it takes a year. you can bring your dog.

  5. As a knitter, what's your favorite wool to work with and why? Is that a question it's even possible to answer?

  6. favorite wool is more of a spinner question, i think. but my answer is similar - i like wool that is more bouncy and elastic than drapey. i don't have a firm answer yet; i like wool that is related to Downs or Merino (this covers a lot of sheep breeds) better than something like Wendsleydale or Icelandic. (that said, i have a bunch of breed-specific samples to try. i could be wrong. i like exploring this stuff.)

  7. For so many of us, the life we have isn't the life we expected or planned for. If you were living that life, what would it look like?

  8. which one? there have been several. the husband and dog and city of moderate size were always in the plan. the expected life for a very long time included having children. the planned for life (the aspirational life, let's be clear) would be approximately Kurt Beattie - artistic director at a respected regional theatre of moderate size.

  9. Two part question: Is there a Star Trek character you admire most and if so why? If you were a Star Trek character, which would you be? Would they be the same one?

  10. no. "admire" is a word that i only apply to real-life people. i can say that of the Star Trek actors i most admire Patrick Stewart, both for his body of work (Royal Shakespeare Company did several teaching videos that i studied in college) and his charitable causes which include domestic violence and PTSD. honorary mention to Wil Wheaton, who i loathed on the show, but figured out how to create a life on his own terms and a steady income (all while dealing with anxiety and being open about that).
    i'd be Bones - influential and trusted, in charge of his own domain, but not interested in being in charge of all the things. he's brave when needed, occasionally quippy, and can't help saying what he's thinking or at least showing it on his face.
ironymaiden: (washington)
part one here
part two here

we bid a fond farewell to the Pacific coast and headed back towards our base on Hood Canal via the Hoh rainforest.

i prefer the Hoh to the Quilcene. the trails in the Hoh were more luxuriantly moss-covered, and it was easy to get mom to places where she could see giant trees. but it was also the jumping-off point for more difficult trails to return to later.
Hoh rainforest

there are signs all over outside the visitor center (closed, we never did show up at the park when one was open) that people have been hassling elk and getting charged. eep. we do the accessible loop trail with mom and then run into a young woman who whispers that there are two elk *right over there*.
demure

we did a lot of silent watching while i shot many-many photos. the elk were standing right at the beginning of the Hall of Mosses trail, which was the walk dad and i were there to take. we wandered away for a little to see if they would move on. nope, those salmonberry bushes were delicious and far from gone. eventually we did what several others did - moved slowly and quietly, averted our eyes, and walked right by. an unconcerned elk proceeded to take a leak just as i was passing within arm's reach. for future reference, they smell like horses.

the trail is wonderful. i kept expecting ents.

Fangorn

the next day, we headed to the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival via the Port Townsend-Keystone ferry and Whidbey island.
Deception Pass

there was a ton of construction when we got there, and we spent more time in the Pendleton outlet (mom's favorite) than i had patience for, but it was a sparkling day and a good last stop before getting the units pizza and an orgasm at Madame K's and dropping them at an airport hotel.

tulip festival

tulip festival
ironymaiden: (washington)
part one here
part two here

we bid a fond farewell to the Pacific coast and headed back towards our base on Hood Canal via the Hoh rainforest.

i prefer the Hoh to the Quilcene. the trails in the Hoh were more luxuriantly moss-covered, and it was easy to get mom to places where she could see giant trees. but it was also the jumping-off point for more difficult trails to return to later.
Hoh rainforest

there are signs all over outside the visitor center (closed, we never did show up at the park when one was open) that people have been hassling elk and getting charged. eep. we do the accessible loop trail with mom and then run into a young woman who whispers that there are two elk *right over there*.
demure

we did a lot of silent watching while i shot many-many photos. the elk were standing right at the beginning of the Hall of Mosses trail, which was the walk dad and i were there to take. we wandered away for a little to see if they would move on. nope, those salmonberry bushes were delicious and far from gone. eventually we did what several others did - moved slowly and quietly, averted our eyes, and walked right by. an unconcerned elk proceeded to take a leak just as i was passing within arm's reach. for future reference, they smell like horses.

the trail is wonderful. i kept expecting ents.

Fangorn

the next day, we headed to the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival via the Port Townsend-Keystone ferry and Whidbey island.
Deception Pass

there was a ton of construction when we got there, and we spent more time in the Pendleton outlet (mom's favorite) than i had patience for, but it was a sparkling day and a good last stop before getting the units pizza and an orgasm at Madame K's and dropping them at an airport hotel.

tulip festival

tulip festival
ironymaiden: (washington)
part one is here

so...it turns out my teenaged niece A is a Twilighter. since we were wandering through the area where the books are set, i decided to be a cool aunt and take pictures for her. the effort to attract Twihard dollars is sometimes very clever and sometimes just pathetic. both approaches seem to be working, so more power to all the entrepreneurs scoring during the recession. this was my favorite:

treaty line

the set is here.

Forks is...familiar to anyone who grew up in an economically depressed rural area. La Push, the Quileute village, is much more appealing to me. it's on a spit of land facing James Island, between Rialto Beach and First Beach (if i understand correctly, First Beach is part of the reservation, but the surrounding beaches are part of the national park although the tribe has hunting/fishing/gathering rights there). i reiterate that we had a great experience as guests of the Quileute Nation and it's a perfect place to stay.

this was the view from our balcony.

the view

i only had to step out the sliding door to take this one.
first beach
anyway, sunsets, surfers, and fishing boats were right there while we sipped tea.

our first morning at La Push, i was out of bed before seven and off to scout Second Beach. it can only be reached on foot, from a wooded path over the headland - mom has limited mobility, so i wanted to see if it was something she could walk. no, definitely not. while the trail is relatively easy if you don't have a disability, it's still uphill then downhill with a long series of stairs, followed by a scramble over a wide and ungroomed field of logs. on First Beach there is the occasional path cut with a chainsaw. here, no civilization except for a demure privy on a spur off the main path and a target sign so that you can find the trailhead from the beach. i was the only person there that morning.

second beach

it was the new moon, so the tide was way way out and i could walk right up to rocks covered in tidal life.
second beach

apparently i was too busy taking pictures to see the otter go by.
sneaky little thing
ironymaiden: (washington)
part one is here

so...it turns out my teenaged niece A is a Twilighter. since we were wandering through the area where the books are set, i decided to be a cool aunt and take pictures for her. the effort to attract Twihard dollars is sometimes very clever and sometimes just pathetic. both approaches seem to be working, so more power to all the entrepreneurs scoring during the recession. this was my favorite:

treaty line

the set is here.

Forks is...familiar to anyone who grew up in an economically depressed rural area. La Push, the Quileute village, is much more appealing to me. it's on a spit of land facing James Island, between Rialto Beach and First Beach (if i understand correctly, First Beach is part of the reservation, but the surrounding beaches are part of the national park although the tribe has hunting/fishing/gathering rights there). i reiterate that we had a great experience as guests of the Quileute Nation and it's a perfect place to stay.

this was the view from our balcony.

the view

i only had to step out the sliding door to take this one.
first beach
anyway, sunsets, surfers, and fishing boats were right there while we sipped tea.

our first morning at La Push, i was out of bed before seven and off to scout Second Beach. it can only be reached on foot, from a wooded path over the headland - mom has limited mobility, so i wanted to see if it was something she could walk. no, definitely not. while the trail is relatively easy if you don't have a disability, it's still uphill then downhill with a long series of stairs, followed by a scramble over a wide and ungroomed field of logs. on First Beach there is the occasional path cut with a chainsaw. here, no civilization except for a demure privy on a spur off the main path and a target sign so that you can find the trailhead from the beach. i was the only person there that morning.

second beach

it was the new moon, so the tide was way way out and i could walk right up to rocks covered in tidal life.
second beach

apparently i was too busy taking pictures to see the otter go by.
sneaky little thing
ironymaiden: (washington)
i'm still kind of exhausted, but Olympic National Park is wonderful and i want to go back with C in tow the entire time and a better plan. we only had one full day of rain, and that day was spent driving, and visiting beaches that are still awesome in the rain. that rainy day was also the first of our two-night stay at the Quileute nation's resort, which is very nice in an understated way and is right on the beach. highly recommended. more about that later, along with elk and tulips.

get your boots on

we stumbled onto prime shellfish harvesting time at a state park on our way to Hurricane Ridge.

hurricane_ridge_0052

and it was foggy and snowy at the top of the mountain. sometime i will go there later in the year and actually see more. as we drove back down we got below cloud level and could see well out into the Strait of Juan de Fuca when we weren't staring at the blacktail deer.

bored with tourists

after that day, we started traveling the southern route of the 101 loop, which for us was faster since we weren't crawling along the (oh so scenic) Hood Canal at 35mph. which led us to the nearer rainforest.

Quinault rain forest

after that, we had a quiet day where our main activity was getting C to the Bremerton ferry. and then we struck out for the Pacific coast.

Rialto beach

the thing to do with the picture of the rock is to view it at original size and count the starfish. (i've found at least 19.)
ironymaiden: (washington)
i'm still kind of exhausted, but Olympic National Park is wonderful and i want to go back with C in tow the entire time and a better plan. we only had one full day of rain, and that day was spent driving, and visiting beaches that are still awesome in the rain. that rainy day was also the first of our two-night stay at the Quileute nation's resort, which is very nice in an understated way and is right on the beach. highly recommended. more about that later, along with elk and tulips.

get your boots on

we stumbled onto prime shellfish harvesting time at a state park on our way to Hurricane Ridge.

hurricane_ridge_0052

and it was foggy and snowy at the top of the mountain. sometime i will go there later in the year and actually see more. as we drove back down we got below cloud level and could see well out into the Strait of Juan de Fuca when we weren't staring at the blacktail deer.

bored with tourists

after that day, we started traveling the southern route of the 101 loop, which for us was faster since we weren't crawling along the (oh so scenic) Hood Canal at 35mph. which led us to the nearer rainforest.

Quinault rain forest

after that, we had a quiet day where our main activity was getting C to the Bremerton ferry. and then we struck out for the Pacific coast.

Rialto beach

the thing to do with the picture of the rock is to view it at original size and count the starfish. (i've found at least 19.)
ironymaiden: (fall)
we're home.

the trip was insanely good. i think it took less than a day in Berlin to start talking about our next visit. and so on.

emails are all dealt with (mostly listservs and bacn; everyone else knew not to write - i used it as an opportunity to set up some filtering rules and labels)

i read all of my back "journals only" filter because i'm obviously too jet-lagged to have more sense. data point: if you try to tell lj that you want to see more than 800 entries in the past, it throws a blank page.

we had the magic satellite tv on our seats for the US leg of the trip home last night. of course it froze up as soon as the debate started.

much to write about, too much. i hope at least some postcards beat us home. [livejournal.com profile] scarlettina, i have a smashed penny for you.

now to bed, and tomorrow i work on pictures.
ironymaiden: (fall)
we're home.

the trip was insanely good. i think it took less than a day in Berlin to start talking about our next visit. and so on.

emails are all dealt with (mostly listservs and bacn; everyone else knew not to write - i used it as an opportunity to set up some filtering rules and labels)

i read all of my back "journals only" filter because i'm obviously too jet-lagged to have more sense. data point: if you try to tell lj that you want to see more than 800 entries in the past, it throws a blank page.

we had the magic satellite tv on our seats for the US leg of the trip home last night. of course it froze up as soon as the debate started.

much to write about, too much. i hope at least some postcards beat us home. [livejournal.com profile] scarlettina, i have a smashed penny for you.

now to bed, and tomorrow i work on pictures.
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1. Leave me a casual comment of no particular significance, like a lyric to your current favorite song, your favorite kind of sandwich, or maybe your favorite game. Any remark, meaningless or not. ([livejournal.com profile] scarlettina's codicil: You may not ask me directly. Be creative about the comment you leave here.)

2. I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.

3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.

4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in your own post.

5. When others respond with a desultory comment, you will ask them five questions.


1) Who hasn't visited you since you moved to Seattle that you'd love to show around the town?
my niece. she's in seventh grade this year. i think in a year or two i might be able to get my sister to put her on a plane to me.

2) How do you feel about Washington State having both Democratic caucuses and primaries, but only the caucuses counting toward delegate allotment?
my tax dollars are being wasted on this circus, and i blame both the Democratic and Republican party leadership for the situation. then again, it means that i can "change my mind" after the caucuses and do the Republican primary so that i can choose a candidate for each major party. back East your party was on your voter registration card, but here i can waffle my heart out.

3) Tell me about your favorite stuffed animal from childhood.
i was a fickle kid. i didn't love any one stuffed toy to death. i had a series of favorites, and i liked to sleep in a sort of fort made of the whole collection of animals for a while. probably my most beloved is a rabbit puppet i got in lieu of candy at easter, as a teen. i slept with him all through high school and college. i always thought of it as male, but my first college roommate dubbed it Vaginal Rabbit due to the labial folds of the hole for your hand. i went on to use him to carry bottled alcoholic beverages in public. one of my friends wrote a song about VR on his guitar, which was popular at parties. VR went to Perkins. he was a sort of mascot to the theatre crowd. Vaginal Rabbit still goes on trips with me when i don't take C.

4) What destination comes next after your Grand European Tour?
we're only hitting three countries, so probably the UK or more Europe. i want to see more cities, more museums, more old "Western" culture. i want to return to places i love (like Saint-Malo) and show them to C. i'm also interested in some more national park time, here or in Canada.

5) You have the opportunity to stage manage for one of Seattle's theater companies at an astonishing pay rate and benefits that would make Microsoft feel inadequate. (This is a fantasy, okay? Stick with me here.) Which one would you choose and why?
(there is no fantasy stage management gig anywhere, because i got into stage managing to learn the ropes of directing. i often enjoyed the work when i did it, and i was damn good and highly regarded by everyone who worked with me or worked for me. i still don't care to do it again.)
Seattle Children's Theatre. i love nontraditional staging, and i love new works. SCT has both, regularly. they also dabble in many styles. (and puppets. but good puppets and not evil marionettes.) while their shows are aimed at families, they don't use child actors (as far as i know). young audiences are a challenge to start times and intermissions, but SCT is designed from the ground up to handle it, and their front of house staff is excellent. they never do A Christmas Carol. they've got great tech, and dreamy budgets. sometimes the TYA schedule is a grind, but it also guarantees short run times, early evenings, and the summer off. (and word was, when i was in the market, that it was so nice there that most of the staff had been there for over ten years. there certainly weren't any openings.)

ETA: somehow this post got piped through the Rich Text editor and i absolutely hate it. i now know it uses tags that don't work well with screen readers. i felt guilty about using bold instead of strong when composing and they're using freaking i instead of em? grrrrrrr.
ironymaiden: (cookie!)
1. Leave me a casual comment of no particular significance, like a lyric to your current favorite song, your favorite kind of sandwich, or maybe your favorite game. Any remark, meaningless or not. ([livejournal.com profile] scarlettina's codicil: You may not ask me directly. Be creative about the comment you leave here.)

2. I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.

3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.

4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in your own post.

5. When others respond with a desultory comment, you will ask them five questions.


1) Who hasn't visited you since you moved to Seattle that you'd love to show around the town?
my niece. she's in seventh grade this year. i think in a year or two i might be able to get my sister to put her on a plane to me.

2) How do you feel about Washington State having both Democratic caucuses and primaries, but only the caucuses counting toward delegate allotment?
my tax dollars are being wasted on this circus, and i blame both the Democratic and Republican party leadership for the situation. then again, it means that i can "change my mind" after the caucuses and do the Republican primary so that i can choose a candidate for each major party. back East your party was on your voter registration card, but here i can waffle my heart out.

3) Tell me about your favorite stuffed animal from childhood.
i was a fickle kid. i didn't love any one stuffed toy to death. i had a series of favorites, and i liked to sleep in a sort of fort made of the whole collection of animals for a while. probably my most beloved is a rabbit puppet i got in lieu of candy at easter, as a teen. i slept with him all through high school and college. i always thought of it as male, but my first college roommate dubbed it Vaginal Rabbit due to the labial folds of the hole for your hand. i went on to use him to carry bottled alcoholic beverages in public. one of my friends wrote a song about VR on his guitar, which was popular at parties. VR went to Perkins. he was a sort of mascot to the theatre crowd. Vaginal Rabbit still goes on trips with me when i don't take C.

4) What destination comes next after your Grand European Tour?
we're only hitting three countries, so probably the UK or more Europe. i want to see more cities, more museums, more old "Western" culture. i want to return to places i love (like Saint-Malo) and show them to C. i'm also interested in some more national park time, here or in Canada.

5) You have the opportunity to stage manage for one of Seattle's theater companies at an astonishing pay rate and benefits that would make Microsoft feel inadequate. (This is a fantasy, okay? Stick with me here.) Which one would you choose and why?
(there is no fantasy stage management gig anywhere, because i got into stage managing to learn the ropes of directing. i often enjoyed the work when i did it, and i was damn good and highly regarded by everyone who worked with me or worked for me. i still don't care to do it again.)
Seattle Children's Theatre. i love nontraditional staging, and i love new works. SCT has both, regularly. they also dabble in many styles. (and puppets. but good puppets and not evil marionettes.) while their shows are aimed at families, they don't use child actors (as far as i know). young audiences are a challenge to start times and intermissions, but SCT is designed from the ground up to handle it, and their front of house staff is excellent. they never do A Christmas Carol. they've got great tech, and dreamy budgets. sometimes the TYA schedule is a grind, but it also guarantees short run times, early evenings, and the summer off. (and word was, when i was in the market, that it was so nice there that most of the staff had been there for over ten years. there certainly weren't any openings.)

ETA: somehow this post got piped through the Rich Text editor and i absolutely hate it. i now know it uses tags that don't work well with screen readers. i felt guilty about using bold instead of strong when composing and they're using freaking i instead of em? grrrrrrr.
ironymaiden: (fruity oaty bar!)

ice castle 2
Originally uploaded by green eyed so and so.
i never would have chosen to go to Disney World on vacation (and i still won't) but when someone else is paying for part of it and i get to see my family it's very nice. i get it: they hold your hand from the moment you step off the plane until you get back to the airport on the way home. our agenda was to visit with the family, and maybe ride some rollercoasters. anything else was a bonus.
Read more... )
kudos to my sister-in-law for putting it all together. she made a handful of group meal reservations (not even daily) but otherwise we were free to break into small groups and self-schedule. we took a lot of afternoon naps, i took a lot of baths, i still rode rollercoasters with my Dad and the Haunted Mansion with my niece, and we all saw the Wishes fireworks from the top of the Contemporary Resort after dinner at the California Grill. awesome.
ironymaiden: (fruity oaty bar!)

ice castle 2
Originally uploaded by green eyed so and so.
i never would have chosen to go to Disney World on vacation (and i still won't) but when someone else is paying for part of it and i get to see my family it's very nice. i get it: they hold your hand from the moment you step off the plane until you get back to the airport on the way home. our agenda was to visit with the family, and maybe ride some rollercoasters. anything else was a bonus.
Read more... )
kudos to my sister-in-law for putting it all together. she made a handful of group meal reservations (not even daily) but otherwise we were free to break into small groups and self-schedule. we took a lot of afternoon naps, i took a lot of baths, i still rode rollercoasters with my Dad and the Haunted Mansion with my niece, and we all saw the Wishes fireworks from the top of the Contemporary Resort after dinner at the California Grill. awesome.
ironymaiden: (photo)

castle rock
Originally uploaded by green eyed so and so.
nothing but blue skies in Colorado until sometime during our last night, when Seattle's storm front arrived. it was about 70F all weekend (except for the 20F on top of Pikes Peak), and then near-freezing this morning as we left. more photos on Flickr.
ironymaiden: (photo)

castle rock
Originally uploaded by green eyed so and so.
nothing but blue skies in Colorado until sometime during our last night, when Seattle's storm front arrived. it was about 70F all weekend (except for the 20F on top of Pikes Peak), and then near-freezing this morning as we left. more photos on Flickr.
ironymaiden: (rich zoe)
spent the weekend in Denver in Colorado. photos and such to come.

wow, it's dry there. almost Palm Springs (it's in a desert, durn forriners) dry. in spite of drinking water every moment (except for the rockin' Embassy Suites cocktail hour) it was all lank hair, cracked lips, and never enough hand cream. also, it seems like everyone there is white unless they are in a service profession, and then they are hispanic.

we had a nice time, but it was good to wait for the plane with the familiar faces of Vietnamese Grandparents, White Lady in Polarfleece and Euro Comfort Shoes, and Interracial Couple Who are Totally Into Each Other. (Hipster Guy in Women's Jeans and South Asian Professional must have taken a later flight.) and thank the PTB that it was raining when we got off the plane.

i think i'm caught up on eljay. looks like Windstravaganza 07 was a bit of a bust?
ironymaiden: (rich zoe)
spent the weekend in Denver in Colorado. photos and such to come.

wow, it's dry there. almost Palm Springs (it's in a desert, durn forriners) dry. in spite of drinking water every moment (except for the rockin' Embassy Suites cocktail hour) it was all lank hair, cracked lips, and never enough hand cream. also, it seems like everyone there is white unless they are in a service profession, and then they are hispanic.

we had a nice time, but it was good to wait for the plane with the familiar faces of Vietnamese Grandparents, White Lady in Polarfleece and Euro Comfort Shoes, and Interracial Couple Who are Totally Into Each Other. (Hipster Guy in Women's Jeans and South Asian Professional must have taken a later flight.) and thank the PTB that it was raining when we got off the plane.

i think i'm caught up on eljay. looks like Windstravaganza 07 was a bit of a bust?
ironymaiden: (reading)
i admit that i've become one of those city dwellers who is so fulfilled by that which is within the incorporated city limits that i rarely leave. while i'm appalled with two p's, it has its own freakish logic.

Friday night we were supposed to do a prisoner exchange at a Fred Meyer somewhere around Redmond, so that i could go work on the quilt and C could play at G3. having never actually ventured to said fair city, i relied on C to navigate. so we were hopelessly lost, and i was near panic as i discovered that Redmond is, in fact, one continuous shopping center. the town hall and the fire department are in the same complex as the Gap and a multiplex movie theater, and my farmgirl heart just screamed. we made our rendezvous with the help of technology, and vowed never to live there ever. EVER.

the quilt is finally basted together and Vasiliy, my friend T's russian blue cat, immediately sat in the center of it and began licking his crotch. T snapped a picture which i hope to post soon.

today we went on a trip to Vashon Island, part of the fulfillment of C's Yule gift to me of a list of experiences. [livejournal.com profile] seattle told me there was nothing to do on Vashon but ride bikes and the strawberry fest once a year, and so did our co-worker who grew up there. but being a rural girl, i thought i might be more easily amused than the jaded denizens of Oz. so we thought, hey, there should be a chamber of commerce brochure at the ferry terminal and we'll play it by ear. the ferry ride was refreshing and pleasant although brief (it takes about 15 minutes to make the crossing). we looked for info in the brochure rack on the ferry, and ended up picking up one on a Western WA winery loop that we'd like to try, and one for an alpaca farm on Camano Island that gave us fits, and has led to the change in journal title. ultimately, there is no one promoting tourism on Vashon, no signs directing you to points of interest, and no place that would serve us food between three and five PM. there was a man making hula hoops, and a bookstore that yielded a used book on altering clothes and what i think might be my next quilt pattern if i finish this one. we agreed that Bainbridge is the nearby island of choice, and after failing to get served a late lunch, went back to Seattle, where they understand us. the ferry ride home did yield jellyfish sightings, and an appearance by Mt Rainier. C took me to Pesos for what had finally become dinner, and then chocolate and a margarita, which led to activity at home that left C happily almost passed out and me disoriented and nearly late to see Julius Caesar.

Wooden O's JC was pretty okay, although the production relied on a heavy sound plot and miking, which gave out in the middle of the show, with no intermission. i was disappointed, since the company was pleasant, and my chair was unpadded. i was able to quilt on and off throughout, so i'm hopeful that if i keep dragging it with me places i won't be working on it forever.
ironymaiden: (reading)
i admit that i've become one of those city dwellers who is so fulfilled by that which is within the incorporated city limits that i rarely leave. while i'm appalled with two p's, it has its own freakish logic.

Friday night we were supposed to do a prisoner exchange at a Fred Meyer somewhere around Redmond, so that i could go work on the quilt and C could play at G3. having never actually ventured to said fair city, i relied on C to navigate. so we were hopelessly lost, and i was near panic as i discovered that Redmond is, in fact, one continuous shopping center. the town hall and the fire department are in the same complex as the Gap and a multiplex movie theater, and my farmgirl heart just screamed. we made our rendezvous with the help of technology, and vowed never to live there ever. EVER.

the quilt is finally basted together and Vasiliy, my friend T's russian blue cat, immediately sat in the center of it and began licking his crotch. T snapped a picture which i hope to post soon.

today we went on a trip to Vashon Island, part of the fulfillment of C's Yule gift to me of a list of experiences. [livejournal.com profile] seattle told me there was nothing to do on Vashon but ride bikes and the strawberry fest once a year, and so did our co-worker who grew up there. but being a rural girl, i thought i might be more easily amused than the jaded denizens of Oz. so we thought, hey, there should be a chamber of commerce brochure at the ferry terminal and we'll play it by ear. the ferry ride was refreshing and pleasant although brief (it takes about 15 minutes to make the crossing). we looked for info in the brochure rack on the ferry, and ended up picking up one on a Western WA winery loop that we'd like to try, and one for an alpaca farm on Camano Island that gave us fits, and has led to the change in journal title. ultimately, there is no one promoting tourism on Vashon, no signs directing you to points of interest, and no place that would serve us food between three and five PM. there was a man making hula hoops, and a bookstore that yielded a used book on altering clothes and what i think might be my next quilt pattern if i finish this one. we agreed that Bainbridge is the nearby island of choice, and after failing to get served a late lunch, went back to Seattle, where they understand us. the ferry ride home did yield jellyfish sightings, and an appearance by Mt Rainier. C took me to Pesos for what had finally become dinner, and then chocolate and a margarita, which led to activity at home that left C happily almost passed out and me disoriented and nearly late to see Julius Caesar.

Wooden O's JC was pretty okay, although the production relied on a heavy sound plot and miking, which gave out in the middle of the show, with no intermission. i was disappointed, since the company was pleasant, and my chair was unpadded. i was able to quilt on and off throughout, so i'm hopeful that if i keep dragging it with me places i won't be working on it forever.
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so C got an iPod and the first season of Starblazers on DVD. of course, he is rapturously watching starblazers with his brother and hasn't looked at the iPod since (admittedly, he did put it out to charge).

the time with my units and sibs was pretty great. our accomodations were nicer than any of our homes.

highlights:
Jamestowne Settlement - kicks the shit out of Colonial Williamsburg. 17th century + native americans beats those boring commercialized colonials every time.

Hayden (aged 5, through tears) "but i don't want to leave the penthouse!" and other panics that he might be sent back to PA.

talking about Star Wars with my eight year old niece. there's hope for her yet.

singing "Swing Low" on the banks of the James(?) River, spontaneously, with strangers.

dinner in a private room at King's Arms with our own fireplace and hot buttered rum.

Buffy season 5 AND the Two Towers super box set with Smeagol bookend.

The Candle Factory.

whirlpool tub.

arriving so stealthily at the inlaws that we called them on the cel to come open the door (three dogs missed a car coming and going. golden retrievers are so lame;)

genuine delight from all the people who got pictures.

Doug and Karen are really happy together, and eerily similar.

the simple joy of shared references. only with my siblings can i quote Monty Python, My Favorite Year, and Ghostbusters in the same brief conversation. especially The Secret Policeman's Other Ball. how many other people will merrily pull their shirts over their heads and chant for the end of the world?

...so now i'm in the all-Atkins house and we can be diet wonky together. i had no idea how much extra weight Mike was carrying. good to have big chunks of meat and green vegetables again without the frustration of xmas cookies.

happy holidays everyone.

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