Friday, February 29, 2008

Happy Leap Year Day!!

Today is that extra day out of the year that we get because the Gregorians decided to make up a calendar based around Roman Catholic and Protestant holidays rather than the moon and the cycles of the Earth. *rolls eyes*

Now before Lizzy's Random Trivia Moment turns into Lizzy's Huge Rant, Onyx did the cutest thing this morning! I went into the kitchen to load up the dishwasher and she was sitting on the counter staring at the pitcher with the spoons and whisks and stuff in it. Or so I thought. I called her, she stared; I yelled at her to look at me, she stared; I fwapped her tail, she stared! I looked up and saw a mouse peeking it's head out of one of the oven mitts hanging over the stove. She had the poor thing cornered. So I pinched the top of the oven mitt shut (at which point she lost interest and jumped off the counter) and took the poor thing outside to let it free.

That was not the end. Oh no. That would be too easy. Jet was outside and wanted to play! So the whole time I'm walking towards the back fence she's jumping up trying to grab the oven mitt and running circles around me. I almost tripped. I got to the fence, Jet in tow, and stuck the open end of the mitt through one of the big holes in the fence. (It has big rectangle holes, not tiny square ones) Took a bit, but it finally ran out, then tried to come back! I had to rustle the leaves and grass to keep it from coming back in the yard. Then once Jet noticed that there was something running on the other side of the fence she did a good job of keeping it at bay.

Helluva morning. Happy Leap Year Day!

Monday, February 25, 2008


Seems I've been up and down Memory Lane often this week. A few things have conspired to make this blog. And hopefully I won't have to re-write it (again!) thanks to a myspace "technical error". (copy/paste)

Artemis(Diana)-the daughter of Zeus and Leto. Her twin brother is Apollo.
She is the lady of the wild things and protector of the young.
She became associated with the moon.
She is a virgin goddess, and the goddess of chastity.
She also presides over childbirth, which may seem odd for a virgin,
but goes back to causing Leto no pain when she was born.
The cypress is her tree. All wild animals are scared to her, especially the deer.

When Zeus asked Artemis what presents she wanted for her third birthday she responded without hesitation that she wanted six things:

~ to be allowed to live without having to be distracted by love and marriage,
~ a bow and arrow just like her brother's,
~ a hunting costume and freedom from having to dress up like a lady,
~ the job of bringing light into the world,
~sixty young nymphs to be her companions and to help care for her hunting dogs, and
~all the mountains on the earth to live on.

Zeus was amused by her precociousness and happily granted the little goddess Artemis her wishes. Even at this tender age it was clear that Artemis was going to be the most independent of the goddesses, one who thrived on challenges!

Saturday, February 16, 2008

I Never Thought....

You may know by now that Aaron and I are addicted to Celeb-reality. Better than regular reality tv. We're watching that show on CMT where they're taking a handful of people and they're competing to become country stars. "Gone Country" or "Goin' Country". Something like that.

Anyway, being the sheltered child I was, when I first learned about Bobby Brown it was at the height of the drugs and abuse "allegations". So never did I figure that he would say something that I would totally agree with. But I did. It's simple so you'll probably be disappointed. :-p Morine (Marsha) was trying to wake him up and when he was talking about that to the confession-cam he said "Sleep is beautiful". And I agree. He also said he dreams of himself sleeping . . . which I do not do. lol

*update*~ I have, in fact, had dreams of myself sleaping.

Why was that worth mentioning? *shrugs* It's my blog and I'll write what I wanna.

P.S. The "Tell Us What You're ____:" thing is busted, so if you care I was gonna put that I'm playing FF XII since we haven't watched any new movies since Wedding Singer.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Awkward Situation

So, here's how today was supposed to go. I drive mom out to Lampasas, we pick up my niece from school, the three of us get back to Killeen for my mom's appointment, I go home and mom finishes babysitting.

Here's how today went. Got out to Lampasas. Colleen was sick. I'm unsure as to why this had anything to do with there being a carseat available for her, but there wasn't. I got left at my sister's house with the sick kid while my mom went back to Killeen for her appointment. This girl is, like, 3 years old, not potty trained, not talking. And vomity! Supposedly. She didn't throw up the whole time I was there, but she did go through 3 sippy cups of water. And a diaper change. Lucky for her I remember how to do that. Lucky for me she was sick (her whole body was burning hot except her feet which were like ice) and didn't raise hell the whole time I was there. She whined and moaned a bit but mostly slept. In the middle of the floor. Lucky for her I swept it. Yes, I sweep carpet.

In the span of time I had I reread section of "The Circle Within". It's a spiritual Wicca book (religion, ethics, devotions instead of spells and such). I went through the part about dealing with people, especially difficult people. Said that we are (mostly) all just trying to do the best we can with the knowledge that we have. So, rather than bemoan my fate I decided to give my mom the benefit of the doubt that she didn't know Colleen was going to be sick. Decided to let go of the fact that it still didn't make sense that the car seat wasn't there. Instead I was thankful for the time I had to read the book (it's a good book, I've read it full through 3 times) and concentrate on the joy of that beautiful span of Texas highway between Cove and Lampasas.

I used to drive that span frequently during High School. Sometimes to the end of the highway, sometimes clear down to Johnson City. Back before I was so concerned with the economical and ecological ramifications of driving so far so fast. I just let the road ease my mind. I got to drive that span twice each way today. Once in the dark which was also nice. I like driving down a near deserted highway in the dark. Like the road is all mine. All the better out in the country. Cities are too bright and garish. I like the shadows passing by, my headlights casting just enough light to guide me. No stop lights. No traffic. Just me and the road. And even though the day didn't go as planned, and yes I was at first upset, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to do that guilt-free otherwise. And I liked it. A lot.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Update Stuff

I think SSDD about sums it up nicely. Had a helluva day yesterday, though. I was practically seething. The landlord's son was outside most of the day working on the two trailers next to us. Had his daughter with him and that girl was in our yard playing with Jet! In our freaking yard! So it was about 3 hours after I wanted to let Elvis out to piss that I actually finally got to. Yeah, I coulda been like "Hey, could you get your daughter out of our yard so I can let my elderly dog out to piss? See, he's skiddish around kids and I don't want him to bite her for any of the handful of reasons that he might these days. Oh, and by the way, now that I've drawn attention to myself, why don't you ask me about the boxes on the porch, or if I want you to fix the siding, or if the back porch that y'all fixed and we never use is in good repair? Oh that? That's the inside to the sliding door I haven't gotten around to fixing yet. Do I mind that your daughter is in our yard? Oh no, of course not. I'd rather not get evicted for belligerance thank you." So I waited until he took her out for something to eat.

Other than that, yeah, we're doing the best we can with Elvis. He's still a sweetheart but since he has reached that point in his life there are times where he spaces out or gets confused so we have to take extra care with him. Buzz is doing better. Again. Hopefully for good this time.

Working on the new plot for Neopets. Dr. Sloth's return. I missed his first appearance, and he's kind of a running theme along the site. "When will he return?" sort of stuff. So I'm pretty excited to see what he brings to the table. He's a villain, btw. ^_^ My pets are all purdified, but I'm sure y'all are sick of seeing them so I'll let that be for now.

So, I guess minus those three things it's SSDD.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Heavy Lifting

Firstly, I think it's funny (funny haha, not funny wierd) that the blog I tell people they can skip, I get the most comments on. :-p

Second, we started work on cleaning up the room. Yay. Finally decided to be selfish and bogart the trash can. I still think it's totally unfair that we only get one trash pick-up a week. So anyway, now the computer is in the corner next to the closet. We took the door off the closet. It looks like shit all open and gaping, but there's not too much room in here, so we did what we had to. The best part is that now the computer is more comfortable to sit at. Mostly. It'll be better once we get a better chair, or at least a cushion for this one. It's one of those folding lawn chairs. lol Either that or a bar stool. Executive decision and all that.

We still haven't found "300". I'm thinking he let his sister borrow it and forgot? Either that or it fell into that abyss off the edge of the bed. That and we're still missing the strategy guide to "Final Fantasy XII", but I'm pretty sure that's under the bed. Found a lot of clothes we forgot about. Not that many of them chewed up by the mice either.

Other funny thing. Aaron decided he wanted to pull the DVDs out of the box that we had set aside for my dad and just write down the titles so we could put them back up on the stack. Hoo-wee. Now our movie stack almost reaches the ceiling. We're almost up to 300 movies. Once we have a permanent home, I want to get a huge entertainment center with those rotating shelf-door thingies (like people have for a corner cabinet) for the movies. I think that'd be pimp. 6' revolving door on each side of the tv. All the movies arranged in some kind of order. Probably by genre.

I'm rambling again, I know. I'm done now.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

*ugh* people....

Two things first off. Yes, this is a rant, so skip it unless you're seriously bored with nothing else better to do. Second, if you're reading this, it's not about you. Anyone referenced herein is not a myspace buddy, so don't go getting all offended.

Ever start talking to someone, get to be pretty good friends and find out that not only are they clingy, but emotionally fucked? Guess what? I used to not have friends too! If you've got even one friend, and they have another friend, then the three of you hang out together. And if that other friend knows people, you hang out with them. That's how you make more friends. It's not rocket science! If you're that hard up for friends, then you hang out with the friends of friends even if they suck to see if they have any other friends that are cool. You want friends? Go somewhere. Anywhere. Look interested in something. Eventually someone will come up and talk then you talk back. You know what's great to make people remember you? Bizarre ass trivia. So long as it's relevent, tell someone something off the wall and they'll remember. Even if you get labeled as "The __whateveryouweretalkingabout__ guy/girl" they'll remember you.

(Jori, if you're about to read this next part, I swear I'm not talking about you) Why is it so often that these same people sit and bitch and moan about their lack-of-love life? "Oh, s/he'll never love me" "I'll never find someone" "I'm so lonely" "It doesn't matter if s/he doesn't love me, as long as I have someone" Guess what? If you don't love yourself, how can you expect someone else to? If you're not complete alone, you can't expect someone else to do it for you. There's someone for everyone, and it doesn't matter if you're 16 or 60 (or older!). The right person will come along, and usually when you're not even looking. Guess what else (bizarre trivia alert!) when you're out hunting for someone to be with, you're putting off not only "attack mode" body language, but also certain pheramones that are a detterent to members of the opposite sex! When you're confident and chill and not looking, that's when others are drawn to you, because you're putting off a calm vibe. You're intriguing. And that's a fact.

And why is it all of a sudden whenever I open my mouth someone has to aggressively contradict what it is I'm saying? (go ahead, Shed, I'm expecting it) What, first I don't talk enough and now I talk too much so people aren't taking notice that I mean what I say? I don't just say shit to say shit. Granted, there are days when I ramble-blog, and days when I brain fart, just like everyone else. But I don't go out of my way to make shit up just to have something to say. Ya try to contribute to a conversation, try to be as honest as possible and get attacked.

Of course I could go on forever about people in general, but I don't feel like it. Besides, one of my emotional leeches just got on so I'll be making a hasty exit now.

Saturday, February 2, 2008


by Merlyn

An earlier version of this article appeared in Lady Letter, volume 1. no. 4.

This page was downloaded from, the website of the coven of Our Lady of the Woods. It may be used for personal and educational purposes with credit to the author.

Midwinter (early February) was the time of many ancient Pagan festivals, which have continued under Christian guises. The wild Lupercalia of ancient Rome was replaced by the austere Festival of the Purification of the Virgin, or Candlemas. Modern America's midwinter celebration is Groundhog's Day, an Erisian holiday which has shed all serious religious and cultural pretensions.

The Celtic Imbolc, or Brigid, is a time for purification and new beginnings. Besides being a time of warming and melting snows, Imbolc is a time of mental and physical cleaning, as well as spiritual renewal. Imbolc anticipates spring, although the vernal equinox is seven weeks away. The word Imbolc refers to the pregnant condition of ewes at Midwinter. Their fertility was a good sign to the ancient Celts who depended on sheep for food and clothing.

This sabbat is also called Brigid in honor of this Celtic Triple Goddess. Brigid is anything but dainty and symbolizes a strong woman leading and providing for her people. She is a war Goddess and a patron of martial arts, and her soldiers were the brigands or outlaws as the Christians called them. She is also the goddess of fire, poetry, fine arts, smithcraft, and the healing arts including midwifery.

South and east of the British Isles ancient Romans celebrated the Lupercalia in honor of Lupa, the she-wolf who nursed Romulus and Remus who were considered Rome's founding twins. Orgiastic rites were performed to honor her in the Grotto of the She-Wolf to insure fertility in the coming year. After these rites, naked youth traveled to neighboring towns to purify them according to Barbara Walker in The Woman's Encyclopedia of Myths and Secrets .

The Christian clergy had very different ideas about what kind of actions constituted purification and tried to suppress the Lupercalia. Failing to do this, they substituted the Feast of the Purification of the Virgin, or Candlemas, in its place. Many Lupercalian customs, other than the orgies, continued as part of Candlemas celebrations. These included extinguishing the old hearth fire and lighting a new one, and replacing old candles with new ones.

Personal Rituals

Wiccans who seriously reduced their activities during the dark time starting at Samhain are now physically rested and mentally prepared to begin the new year's activities. Negative personal relationships and bad habits that were reviewed and mediated upon during the dark time can be ritually discarded at Imbolc. Those personal relationships deemed worth saving can be renewed, and it is a good time to start new relationships. It is also time to clean out your physical environment including cluttered personal altars, overflowing desks, and closets. Work can start on new ritual tools, and other additions to our lives and/or houses. Light a new fire in your hearth. Buy or make next year's candles and consecrate them. Invite Brigid to visit your home by making a bedfor her by the hearth or other comfortable area. Light a red candle and ask her to visit the place you have created for her. Fix Brigid's strong image in your mind as you begin to take bold new actions to change your life.

Coven Rituals

Wash and repair your ritual garments before the ritual. Cleanse yourself both physically and mentally beforehand, too. A ritual bath or sweat lodge cleans your skin, and moderate fasting can purify your digestive tract. Focused mediation helps you remove old self-imposed limitations. At the Imbolc sabbat go skyclad or wear white during the purification part of the ritual. Don your clean and mended robes after the group purification. Otherwise wear brilliant red clothing and jewelry as this is a festival of light that celebrates the return of the sun with colors of fiery red and pure white. Starhawk recommends using the Imbolc Sabbat to publicly renew old pledges or commitments and to make new ones.

However Imbolc or Brigid is celebrated, we have reached a time of year when we feel the coming spring in our bodies. Outside the weather is the same as it was in early January, but the increasing daylight after work encourages us. We are a part of Nature's cycles of birth, death and rebirth symbolized by the ever changing seasons. No matter how urbanized we become, we cannot completely detach ourselves from feeling the impact of Nature's journey toward spring. Finally, resolve to be strong and enjoy life during the coming year.


Besides the series of short articles included here, we recommend:
1. Campenelli, Pauline and Dan. Wheel of the Year: Living the Magical Life. Llewellyn, 1993.
2. Hutton, Ronald. The Stations of the Sun. Oxford University Press, 1996.
3. Nahmad, Claire. Earth Magic: A Wisewoman's Guide to Herbal, Astrological, & Other Folk Wisdom. Destiny Books, 1994.
4. Pennick, Nigel. The Pagan Book of Days. Destiny Books, 1992.