It's been one heck of a busy week.  

My mom's been in town, I've had several meetings (unpleasant, at best) Ethan's gotten in trouble at school twice, and I may or may not have screwed up something (that I love) royally.  I just don't know.  On top of all that, my sweet Katie Belle (no, not you, [personal profile] elle_blessing) had to go to the vet again yesterday; she's on four different kinds of medications.  She is, thankfully, feeling much better today, I think, but I've been worried about her, nonetheless.

We leave this morning for our cabin, I think we'll be gone through Monday unless Nolan has to come back early for work.  Oh, I forgot.  Nolan. Nolan is having a bit of a mid life crisis.  I wish he'd just buy a car and have done with the whole thing.  Being moody and morose is just not cutting it for me.  I'm moody enough for the whole family, thankyouverymuch.

I also started a new project. 



Aaaand it's [profile] embe11ished's birthday on Sunday!  *hugs*  I'm sending you a great bottle of virtual wine.  That really sounded better in my head.  Ah, well.  Best wishes, and I hope you have a lovely day.
 I posted these on the "What did we look like as children" thread at the FIA Classics Library, where I am a librarian.  *adjusts glasses and bun*

I think they're funny.  Not necessarily funny "ha ha", though.  More like, "Aw, that poor kid..."


Mom, any enlightenment on the ages or the details?


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 I can tell the hormonal surge for the month has abated somewhat.  You know how I know?  Because I was able to resist the siren call of the tire iron begging me to beat down the idiot mother drivers in the boys' school parking lot this morning.  I told that silly tire iron, "No, you'll just have to catch me earlier next month," and gave it a blithe smile and a pat.  In addition, today I was able to smile and say hello to the shirtless, well-muscled, but Probably Gay Neighbor taking his dog for a run, instead of snarling.  (Why do I think he's gay?  He's way too pretty, his workout shoes match his shorts, no girl is ever with him, and his dog is a Pekinese.  It's just a feeling I get.)

Then there's the October podcast.  I'm trying to put music into it, and as most of you know, I am woefully deficient in the technical arena.  And by woefully deficient, I mean CRAP.  So, I'm working on it.  I have recorded three of the four fics, and I have only the 21 page monster left, as well as the editing.  *rolls eyes*  The editing.  *shivers*  My itunes freaked out yesterday and I spent most of the morning trying not to lose the kagillion songs I have on it.  The up side?  I fixed it (wonder of wonders) and now have Lil' Red Riding Hood by Sam the Sham and The Pharohs.  I really do like that song.  It's a classic, and it's perfect for the fic I recorded.  It's actually part of the fic I recorded. (Little Red Riding Hood by StrangerWithMy Face) Anyway.

Playwrighting went well last night.  It appears as if we have a premise.  We'll finish the plot outline and cast of characters next week, hopefully, and then begin some actual dialogue.  Thank God.  [profile] caliga_rpg is all kinds of fun so far...  lots of ideas, lots of scening possibilities.  All I need is time, right?  Riiiiight. The fun starts October first, y'all.  Come and play.  There's [profile] caliga_fanif you want to comment and squee with the rest of us after the posts start.  Put it on your f-list.  You know you want to.

The boys had their first date last Friday night.  [profile] alittleredhoodtook them to the Amarillo High homecoming game. They had a blast. (She was actually babysitting on a night she had something else to do, so I owe her.)


Aaaand I've watched the first two seasons of Veronica Mars.  (I love Logan.  I can't help it.  It's the bad boy project 'fixer' in me.)  The 3rd comes out on DVD in late October, and I'm going to die before I get to see it.  Why was it cancelled?  Why do I watch cancelled TV series and torture myself?  First Dead Like Me & Firefly, now this.  

Okay.  That's all the news that's fit to type.  Have a lovely day, all.
 What have I been doing lately, you may ask?  When I haven't been ranting about dolphins, that is.  

I am the props mistress for Into The Woods.  I did NOT have fun propping either Lonesome West or Oklahoma, so "WHY?" you may ask.  The artistic director of the theatre has some kind of weird hold over me that prevents me from saying the word, "no" in his presence.  (Like that episode of Supernatural, season 2 where Dean gives that freak guy the Impala!  WTC?) So I've been velcroing bread to cookie sheets and spray painting foam balls to go on the top of a staff, making dirty rags (you wouldn't think this would be time consuming, yet, it is), shopping all over the damn place for a black lace fan and a fake ear of corn.  Good times.

Also, because I am a glutton for punishment, I made a costume for a friend.  (Hey, she found me the ear of corn.)


I spent the morning making banana nut bread for the school bake sale (not a very 'me' thing to do, but hey, ya gotta switch it up every once in awhile). My classes have started, and I'm very pleased with the students that have turned up.  Playwriting will, of course, be great.  We have some new blood there, too.  Acting III is fun (7th thru 9th grade - they have no shame, it's fabulous), and Acting IV is small, but talented and enthusiastic.

I should be back to normal life tomorrow; writing (MPP 3 is at the beta's!), trying to pick out things for the new house (stressful), conquering my second-grader's homework, cursing the Accelerated reader program, betaing [profile] sue_bridehead's new chapter...  you know, the usual.

Hey [profile] numbaby, I'm halfway through Supernatural season 2 (waiting for disc 3 from Netflix) and that clown episode CREEPED me out.  Seriously.  And I'm NOT okay with what happened in the first episode.  NOT okay at all.
Labor Day has been lovely.  The children had school (weird) so Nolan and I spent the day together at home.  It was so nice.  I got back from Santa Fe last night, and the trip was fantastic.  It actually rained the night of the concert, and as it was in the Santa Fe Opera house, a kind of open air theatre, Bernadette got rained on!  The wind was blowing, it must've been miserable to sing in, but she was great!  She sang "Fever" and it's my new favorite song, I think.  Meeting celebrities is a bit surreal, but we had a great time.  Pictures below, you know.


I also bought an antique tray, an antique stained glass window, a red corduroy peacoat (that is FABULOUS, seriously) and at the fair on the square, I bought a sweet little yellow vase with the lyrics to "Here Comes the Sun"  written on it.  Bargains, all.  A really, really, great trip.   To finish the weekend off spending it with my sweet little family is the best part, I think.
persephone33: (emu kid)
( Aug. 27th, 2007 08:19 am)

A mentor of mine once said that raising children was a gradual process of letting them go.  That at first, when they're babies, you hold them tightly, but gradually you have to release them, make your hold gentler and gentler until all that's left is your love for them that surrounds them.  

How appropriate for today!  It's the first day of Kindergarten (big school!) for A.J., and the first day of second grade for Ethan (He gets a locker.  This, so far, is the most exciting part of second grade).  Of course, there's always family drama in the Kindergarten hallway, so we by-passed that and dropped Ethan off first.  He gave me the quickest hug imaginable (seriously, if you'd blinked, you'd have missed it) and began chatting casually with a boy he evidently knew, leaning up against the desk, looking as comfortable as one can in a room with primary colors blaring out at you from every surface.  He never looked back.  He's thirty five, I swear.

 Aaron and I turned to go back down to the hallway of clinging children and weeping mothers, and does the five year-old wait for me?  Does he hold my hand?  Why, no, he does not.  He walks about 5 feet ahead of me the whole way, never looking to make sure I'm still there.  He enters his class, puts up his Spiderman lunchbox, sits at the desk with his name on it, and begins the task the teacher had for him to do.  I put his nametag on him, put my face close to him and he gave me a kiss and a sweet, "Bye, Mom!" and never looked back.  I have truly well-adjusted, independent children, praise God.

You know those moms?  The ones that have to be in charge of everything?  Head up every committee and control every aspect of their child's life?  They're the Alpha moms.  Me?  I'm a Beta mom.  I'm laid back.  I enoy the fact that my boys don't need me to make every decision for them.  I don't feel compelled to put myself right in the middle of their school lives.  I really like the fact that they walked into their respective classes this morning, with no trepidation, full of excitement for the year to come. 

So why am I crying?

Because letting go is hard.  

Pictures )

All that said, I'm going to entrench myself in my "beta mom" personality and go for a run.  By myself.  With no one slowing me down.Then I'm going to write.  In the quiet.  By myself.  With no one asking me to make them a snack.  Hmm.  I may not be sad for long,  ;)
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So I was recording the podcast earlier today and Ethan asked very politely if he could stay and listen.  

After checking the content, I said, "For a while."

Then he grabbed the camera and started taking pictures.  I really hate to stop Audacity, it's a nightmare to cut and paste (I always screw it up) so I let him.  The result was interesting.  Just how many different faces can I make?
Eventually, he got bored and left.  I can only hope you people don't do that.  ;)
As if I didn't have enough hobbies, I finally got tired of not understanding people's journals (I'm looking at you, [personal profile] jandjsalmon& [personal profile] elle_blessing) and checked out Twilight from the library.  My library didn't even have a copy, so I had to get  them to do an inter-library loan thingy, and those of you in the know will understand how I promptly finished it in less than 24 hours.  And then went out and BOUGHT New Moon and Eclipse.  I'm about halfway through New Moon and had to stop and squee (even though there is a decided lack of Edward *grumbles*).

I may have the teensiest crush on Edward Cullen.  Hee.

And, even though I feel kind of crappy and headachy, I'm going to take the boys to the pool because it is the last weekday of the summer and I want to go out with a bang and not a whimper.  And I've got two thick novels to while away the afternoon.  :) 

So, I leave you with this.

This is mainly just me squeeing about how great it all was.  There's a LOT of pictures under the cut.  More of central park, the John Lennon memorial, and our vacation party.  Nothing Earth shattering!

persephone33: (hairline)
( Jul. 23rd, 2007 09:35 am)
I'm not going to put any spoilers in, not for my f-list, who I'm sure have all finished, but for Mom & Em, who I'm sure havent.  Except for the icon.  *points to icon*  That's the part I'm the most royally upset about, actually.  Funny ol' world, innit?

Hubby actually drove me to Taos, NM (because there isn't a bookstore one in Red River, NM) Saturday morning, and I bought it for FULL PRICE (guh) at a store called Moby Dickens, which may be the best part of the whole experience.  I read the book out loud to the family the whole way home, with voices and everything (I'm rather fond of my Lord Voldemort  voice.  Ralph Fiennes has nothing on me.  =P).  That put us up to chapter seven.  

Then I said, "You people have to leave me alone so I can finish this."  

And I did.  Last night, in the bathtub, crying like a baby.  Talk about an emotional roller coaster.  I was crying, angry, crying, indignant, crying, joyful, crying, pissed off as all hell.  I gasped, shrieked, yelled at the book, put it down, picked it back up, and finally finished it, crying.  Hubs came in wordlessly and brought me a cup of my favorite tea.  He glanced at the book that had been tossed against the bathroom wall. Then he looked at me, just set down the tea and backed away.

I really could've done without the tacked on epilogue, JKR.  REALLY.

Red River was alright.  Got sick halfway through the last day I was there, but I took some pretty pictures.


The rest of the pics are on my non-digital Nikon...  Probably much better ones.  

Don't forget to vote for my story on the [community profile] dgficexchange.  I can't tell you which one was mine, but I'm all proud that I was nominated so many times.  *preens*

I have a vocal audition in a week.  Am a little sick.  Should not get hopes up.
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( Jul. 17th, 2007 09:20 pm)
Here's my desk.  All the magic happens here!  Recording podcasts, reading fic, generally wasting time.... Things of note:  The Wizard of Oz calendar, the well-thumbed thesaurus, and, instead of an inbox, I have a cookbook holder that keeps all of the stuff I'm typing where I can see it.  Lots of other stuff gets jammed in there, as well.  Looky looky what's on the screen!



xposted to [profile] desk_pics.

EDIT:  OH.  MY. WORD.  Have just realized that MIL's family reunion is this weekend an I will not be able to get DH til SUNDAY, as will be in Red River, NM.  Does Red River have a bookstore?  Does anyone know?  THIS IS A CRISIS!
BAD WORDS!
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Here's what I've done today, amidst making hamburger patties, cutting up tomato and onion, and watching The Illusionist (So.  Good.)
Hosting company barbeque for 100 people, priceless.
persephone33: (pretty ginny)
( Jul. 10th, 2007 02:13 pm)

Prettiful pictures under the cut!

of Texas! )

I got fun news today...  I'm going to be an aunt AGAIN!  YAY!  Congratulations, Emily!


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persephone33: (Carrie & Emily)
( Jul. 3rd, 2007 08:18 pm)
I am an incredibly blessed person.  This isn't a new realization; on some level, I know this to be true daily.  However, I do have days where I get sucked into a "me" depression spiral.  Thankfully, these days are balanced by the knowledge that I serve a merciful and benevolent God who gives me all the grace I could possibly ask for.  He's pretty incredible.  Mad props to God, yo.

Meanwhile, under the cut, it's pretty image intensive.  Watch out!


Random FYI:  I'm the biggest dork EVER.  I was doing a crossword at the pool today where #63 across was "spoke snake" and had 6 letters.  My first thought?  Parseltongue won't fit there.  Answer:  hissed.  =P
persephone33: (Default)
( Jul. 1st, 2007 07:18 pm)

I've wanted to do this for ages...  a cooking blog post!  Behind the cut it's kind of image intensive, so beware dialup users!

persephone33: (Carrie & Emily)
( Jun. 19th, 2007 07:29 am)
My sister has a theory.
 
Bunnies are taking over the world. 


persephone33: (mocking fingers)
( Jun. 16th, 2007 04:04 pm)
There were a lot of tries.  I set up the camera on a tripod and let the timer go...

Pictures )

I've uploaded a ton of recorded stories to FIA (for the Audio Fic File) today.  I got approval from all the authors I'm reading for next month, so I start to record July's podcast this week!  I'll have LOTS of time, cause the boys are going to camp!  YAY!
...because really, it was.   The women I was nominated with all ROCKED, and the woman that did win played my mother in Steel Magnolias; she actually even looks a little like my mom.  To put it in her words when I hugged her after,

"Oh, Carrie, you just can't top a 20 minute monologue at the end of the show."

Yup.  A truer word was never spoken.  Soooooo...  I ate, drank, had hubs as arm candy, and I did win an award.  The staff of the theatre gives out "SALT" awards...  like jokes; but they're fun, everyone really likes them.  I got one for The Lonesome West (see all of March & April for my bitching and whining about that).  It's a black comedy set in Ireland with A LOT OF SWEARING.  It's a seriously funny script.  I was Asst. Director, and I had to read in lines for the actors that were missing (along with 4,563 other various duties).  There were only four characters in that show, so no one was absent much.  The first time they were I started reading, and had to stop half way through the line the language was so bad.  It had a hard time coming out of my mouth. (It's different when you're home alone and stub your toe, or are really mad - then they just roll right off ;)).  But by the end of the run, I could do it - no problem.  Anyhoo, they were proud that they'd corrupted me; I got the "Pardon my French" SALT award.  It was funny.

Maybe you had to be there.

Or have slammed back had three some  a few cocktails.


The Artistic Director of the theatre wants to set up a meeting for me to teach more classes.  (Heidi's leaving - how 'bout that for an inside scoop Carlee (if you'd ever comment I'd remember your damn username) & [profile] alittleredhood ?)  Maybe I'll get theatre 3 & 4 back?  Or better yet, Junior and Senior company?  That would be awesome.  I miss teaching acting.  

So all in all, a good evening.  Not the icing, but definitely the cake.  *wink*
persephone33: (pretty ginny)
( May. 31st, 2007 08:32 pm)
The Much Anticipated Family Reunion was this past weekend, and it came and went with much fanfare, lots of gin and tonics, a couple of Mai Tais, and some fine rum punch made by Aunt Virginia.  It was Hawaiian themed, thus all the loud floral prints.


We had Ethan's 7th Birthday party today & saw Shrek the Third.  Stinking funny movie.  I want the soundtrack.




The June Podcast is out at FIA!  Go listen!
persephone33: (daisy)
( May. 13th, 2007 04:42 pm)

Happy Mother's Day!
 ...to all  Mommies!  And to my own, as well!


And if you need a laugh, go back to my entry on Wednesday.  Still.  Too.  Funny.
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