liralen: Finch Painting (Default)

 ... are very much less well defined than others.

With the combination of being thoroughly retired and COVID, most of the days don't have a lot of structure and sometimes I accidentally add to that by just not being terribly well organized or having much of a plan or priority for anything.

Mostly because I don't have to? 

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liralen: Finch Painting (Default)
Uhm.  Yeah.

I fall prey to the impulse to mostly write then things are good, not when things are bad, or when things I decided don’t quite turn out the way I’d wanted them to.

But that’s also a part of life and not blogging about the bad stuff means that I’m only bragging about the good.  Bleh.

So. )
liralen: Christmas Hat on Me (Christmas)
Since October, I've been filling my time with a lot of new things.

One of those things that I've realized, as an introvert, is that I still need community.  No matter how tired or frustrated people sometimes make me, I still need the contact, still need to toss ideas around with people, and still delight in meeting new people and getting to know them.

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liralen: (crane)
Our very last day in China was in Shanghai. The hotel was in this middling area where it was within very close driving distance to the shopping districts, but there wasn't all that much that was withing walking distance.

I got up pretty late, had a leisurely breakfast, and Dad and John had something of a plan to go see some lake or another and or just walk through town. We got everything packed, but kept the luggage for once, since we were going to have to bring it with us when we met up with Jevons afternoon. I wasn't sure how far I'd be able to go, but decided that I wanted to try it instead of just sitting in the hotel room on our last day.

It was a little bittersweet in ways, as we'd done so much in so little time, and had explored so many things; but I was also completely worn out between the illness, doing all the travel, and simply having to deal with all the strange things here. Still, the morning was clear compared to the previous days, and we only had to get back to the hotel in time for our flight.

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liralen: Finch Painting (dandelion)
It's only been a week.

It feels a little like forever, but it's only been a week.

John came home today, and in the hot tub, he was nearly as incredulous as I was, about it only having been seven days.  With all the things that we did, all the stuff we've seen, all the decisions that were made, and all the life that was packed into the last week, it feels like a great deal more. 

And the odd thing is that life just goes on, after death, that it doesn't stop the world the way one might feel it ought to stop the world.  The world just keeps going.  The snow falls, the wind blows, the sun rises and sets.  Meals come and go, exercise has to be taken, and there's a skunk that's now made a home under our house. Tomorrow morning, the pest control people are coming to see what they can do about it.  And I have to order my bees and clean out the boxes, soon, and plant all the frost resistant vegetables in the next week or two.

And it all feels so surreal.


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liralen: Finch Painting (dandelion)
It's only been a week.

It feels a little like forever, but it's only been a week.

John came home today, and in the hot tub, he was nearly as incredulous as I was, about it only having been seven days.  With all the things that we did, all the stuff we've seen, all the decisions that were made, and all the life that was packed into the last week, it feels like a great deal more. 

And the odd thing is that life just goes on, after death, that it doesn't stop the world the way one might feel it ought to stop the world.  The world just keeps going.  The snow falls, the wind blows, the sun rises and sets.  Meals come and go, exercise has to be taken, and there's a skunk that's now made a home under our house. Tomorrow morning, the pest control people are coming to see what they can do about it.  And I have to order my bees and clean out the boxes, soon, and plant all the frost resistant vegetables in the next week or two.

And it all feels so surreal.


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liralen: Finch Painting (Toast)
On the way across I-70, the snow hounded us as we went. The snow coming down the pass from the Eisenhower Tunnel was so bad with the addition of fog that everyone was taking it easy and going slowly enough.

We got home to 24 degrees and snow gently falling. My pot of onion starts was frozen through, but the plants were fine. Thawed them out in the house and they were just as happy as ever. Silly things. I didn't investigate the rest of the garden, yet, but could see the garlic chives and the spinach and the sugar snap peas as green as anything out in the garden.

We rested and Jet played. Then we all went to the grocery store and stocked up. Then we had a simple dinner of spaghetti and meatballs at home, and Jet ate a huge plate of spaghetti, nearly more than I ate and a huge hunk of bread as well. We slept.

I slept badly. I never do that well coming back to altitude, and the cold didn't help. But the rice warmers did.

Easter Sunday the snow fell steadily all day, which was odd for Easter, even here. But the kids did their egg hunt indoors, and I did much more coffee than I've ever done before. The lady that traded with me found me and said, "I think I got the better end of the deal." Hee.

We spent the afternoon and evening at a church family friends' house with a few other families and plenty of ham, bread, side dishes, and then tons of eggs filled with chocolate. Wow, there was a ton of food, enough for dinner too, and the kids were all very happy to see each other and play as well. Tanner and Macy made it later in the day and they were happily tackled and tackled back the other kids.

Today was all sun in contrast. We went from 24 and snowing for two days to 68 and HOT today. It was a pretty busy day, all in all, as Jet had a ton of homework that took him from nearly 7:30am to 11am this morning between breakfast and lunch. John and I dropped him off at school and then went south to finally pick up the Passat. Yay! She purrs, even. And I did half a dozen errands all on my OWN! Woohooo!!! Alone time after 10 days of always being with my family was a good thing. I need the balance. I got home just in time to run to the bus stop and then sit on a bench for five minutes just enjoying the sunshine, clouds, budding trees, the wild plum blossoms, and a short talk with Alma, another mom, before the bus roared in with Jet.

We've had a quiet evening. We almost got the lawn chairs out on the driveway while the kids played in the cul de sac, but there wasn't quite enough time. I made Yakisoba for John and I, and Jet had the short grain rice with the germ still in it. He ate a whole bowl of it with lots of Hairy sprinkles (pork soong) and soy and stuff. Now he's in his pre-bed bath. I should wash him before he falls asleep. *grin*

It's good to be back home.
liralen: Finch Painting (Toast)
On the way across I-70, the snow hounded us as we went. The snow coming down the pass from the Eisenhower Tunnel was so bad with the addition of fog that everyone was taking it easy and going slowly enough.

We got home to 24 degrees and snow gently falling. My pot of onion starts was frozen through, but the plants were fine. Thawed them out in the house and they were just as happy as ever. Silly things. I didn't investigate the rest of the garden, yet, but could see the garlic chives and the spinach and the sugar snap peas as green as anything out in the garden.

We rested and Jet played. Then we all went to the grocery store and stocked up. Then we had a simple dinner of spaghetti and meatballs at home, and Jet ate a huge plate of spaghetti, nearly more than I ate and a huge hunk of bread as well. We slept.

I slept badly. I never do that well coming back to altitude, and the cold didn't help. But the rice warmers did.

Easter Sunday the snow fell steadily all day, which was odd for Easter, even here. But the kids did their egg hunt indoors, and I did much more coffee than I've ever done before. The lady that traded with me found me and said, "I think I got the better end of the deal." Hee.

We spent the afternoon and evening at a church family friends' house with a few other families and plenty of ham, bread, side dishes, and then tons of eggs filled with chocolate. Wow, there was a ton of food, enough for dinner too, and the kids were all very happy to see each other and play as well. Tanner and Macy made it later in the day and they were happily tackled and tackled back the other kids.

Today was all sun in contrast. We went from 24 and snowing for two days to 68 and HOT today. It was a pretty busy day, all in all, as Jet had a ton of homework that took him from nearly 7:30am to 11am this morning between breakfast and lunch. John and I dropped him off at school and then went south to finally pick up the Passat. Yay! She purrs, even. And I did half a dozen errands all on my OWN! Woohooo!!! Alone time after 10 days of always being with my family was a good thing. I need the balance. I got home just in time to run to the bus stop and then sit on a bench for five minutes just enjoying the sunshine, clouds, budding trees, the wild plum blossoms, and a short talk with Alma, another mom, before the bus roared in with Jet.

We've had a quiet evening. We almost got the lawn chairs out on the driveway while the kids played in the cul de sac, but there wasn't quite enough time. I made Yakisoba for John and I, and Jet had the short grain rice with the germ still in it. He ate a whole bowl of it with lots of Hairy sprinkles (pork soong) and soy and stuff. Now he's in his pre-bed bath. I should wash him before he falls asleep. *grin*

It's good to be back home.

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