Is finally here! Yay! Yay for sleeping in a tent on the ground. Boo on bugs, tho. Yay for lizards in Steve's shorts! LOL!
The past two weekends I have been camping and it has been very nice. The weather has been hot and I loves it.
The weekend of the 17th it was beautiful. Of course, I started my period. Dammit. On Friday night we were sitting around and I was drumming a bit. Some young boy came over and asked me to teach him how to play. (He was only like 11). So we played for a while then he thanked me and went back to his camp. I was like flabbergasted. He actually said, "I've taken enough of your time. Thank you for teaching me some songs." The three of us (me, Steve and D) just sat there looking at each other gaping.
Saturday night I wanted to drum but no one was dancing. So I danced. I was trying to get others to dance with me but no one would. And the drummers - despite having some very nice and LARGE drums were limited in their range. You know no good ever comes of ME being the lead drummer. So I had to ask them to play stuff - they wouldn't change rhythms and no one was leading. I should've snatched the big drum away and just started playing. HA!
But it was nice. We got to sit around and talk and I got some embroidery done.
This past weekend I went again. I felt a lot better, too. No Aunt Flo visiting. Saturday I helped out at the water tent - that's always fun. Then went shopping. Bought incense - you know I love the stuff.
Saturday night we could hear the drums coming from across the lake. So we went in search of the "known world party". Finally, after much walking and listening, we found it. Those drummers were putting out the sound, now. And I wanted to drum. Alas, there was no one dancing.
So, again, doing my "civic" duty, I got up and started dancing and this time, others joined me (a lot of people won't dance until someone else gets out there first). I figured "what the hell? Nobody knows me here". HA! I later found out that was untrue.
I even got out my zills (finger cymbals) and played those as I danced. (OK - admittedly I'm pretty unco-ordinated. It was more like I stood in one place and played the zills because I can't MOVE and play the zills at the same time. Not happening.)
Of course after all of this dancing, I had a mighty thirst. And in the Motherland pure grain (or everclear) is readily available (how quickly I had forgotten). It was the ONLY thing available that night - the deadly mixure of pure grain and Hawaiian Punch. My God. Teh Evil.
After two sips I remembered just HOW evil this vile substance was (my '67 Impala actually could RUN on the stuff) and I gave it away. There was much rejoicing in my liver.
So I got to dance and socialize and have a good time. Steve, as he is wont to do - sat back and watched everyone. We ran into some other people we knew and talked to them for a bit. All in all it was very nice.
When I got home on Sunday there was a message from my doctor. I went in on Wednesday because I've been having some issues. Back in November I went in for a complete physical because I thought I was having thyroid problems - I was always tired and cold and just didn't feel "right".
But all those tests came back negative. When I tried to give blood in January, the blood bank refused me because my iron was low. This happened three times and I was feeling more and more run down. I didn't know what the hell was wrong with me. I wasn't "sick" per se - I wasn't running a fever or having a stomach ache or anything. I DID have serious sinus pain - behind my right eye and down into my teeth. But I took stuff for that.
Anyway - I went in again last Wednesday and told the doc what was going on. She prescribed me antibiotics (she said it was probably a sinus infection eventho I wasn't getting discharge) and took some blood to check for anemia.
Amazing - after the first DAY of antibiotics I could feel a HUGE difference. My head finally stopped hurting behind my eye (after about a MONTH of pain). I could BREATHE without having to gobble decongestants or anti-histimines. It was like a miracle!
I feel a LOT better this week. But the doc did say that my iron is low and I need to take a multi-vitamin. I have been taking iron pills but apparently that isn't enough. Bogus.
I hope that getting rid of that infection and starting a multi-vitamin with iron will help. Probably also getting enough sleep will be good, too. Been kinda bad about that lately. Back to being tired but not wanting to sleep. Like a kid I hear things going on and want to get out and play. Ugh.
It's summer - I should be ALLOWED to go out and play!
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The Rogue Goddess saw shadows dancing at 12:28 PM
And tired. Ugh.
Lately my butt has been dragging majorly. I think I might have a sinus infection. The other day I snorted a few lines of salt water and man, did that ever start the drainage going. Ick!
Cleared the congestion right up but the drainage is making my stomach hurt.
And my iron is still low - even with taking the supplements. I just dunno what to do with myself or what the hell the problem is. I have a doctor appointment next week so I can get my blood checked. I might be anemic which wouldn't surprise me but it would suck just the same.
Steve and I went camping at a local state park the first weekend in June. It was GREAT! The weather was perfect. At night we just sat around the fire and I drummed. Very relaxing.
On Saturday night we heard a Barred Owl real close to camp. It was AWESOME! And I was pleased with myself that I could tell the Barred Owl call from a Screechy or a Horned Owl. It was nice just to be out in the woods.
We walked over to the lake on Saturday afternoon and on the way over there we saw a MASSIVE oak tree. It has to be 300 years old! It was HUGE! It's leaves were HUGE, too! I had to run up and put my arms around it.
It was like 5 trees in one - branches spreading out in all directions - it's branches were as big as another tree. It was awesome! Very healthy looking, too. No spots or soft places. I was just in awe of the thing and wanted to flop right down there under it and not move ever. But I didn't. We sat there under it for quite a while, tho.
We saw a black swan near the boat dock. I've never seen one of those before. It was quite different.
This weekend is an event about 3 hours away. Same for next weekend. I've got all my camping gear ready to go. Just need to pack the booze and grub and we'll be on our merry way on Friday.
Mostly all I've been doing is working on my yurt - got some serious inspiration from
here. WHOA!! Aren't those absolutely AWESOME??? Seriously drool city!
I had painted my ring-ding before I found the website but that's ok. There's plenty of beams and outside canvas to paint. If you look around that site (which is just FANTASTIC) you'll see that my poor yurt is the "nicole richie" of yurts - just skin and bones. No felt over the frame, no inner walls - just the frame and the outer canvas. Now, the inner walls I sort of put up myself - all of my tapestries and throws. And I also hang my clothes from the frame so that's ok.
And honestly, with the wee car I'm driving I don't think I'd be able to fit all my clothes (which I absolutely cannot live without!) plus the yurt AND the felt into it. Right now the yurt (with the 8' beams and frame) will fit into my car. Which AMAZES those who watch the process. Hey - where there's a will, there's a way. And I still have room for all the other "stuff".
I'm in the process of painting the beams (I have them primed) and working on a design for the canvas. I've also been doing a lot of embroidery - some of the patterns I bought earlier are really neat so I cut them out. But they NEED to be embroidered so I'm doing that (since I've been too tired to reall work on the yurt painting).
Also, I'd like to find a way to pitch the yurt by myself. I think I have found a way but I'm going to have to try it out at home one weekend. First I will have to make the supports which either have to collapse down or be in two pieces. What point is having something that won't travel, right? That's the idea - not to need an 8' step ladder to pitch the thing.
I'm thinking that if I make
these the crown supports from aluminum piping that should work. If I make two 4' hinged sections it should be lightweight and portable but still strong enough to support the ring-ding as the beams are slid into it. Basically, in the one photo, I would used aluminum piping instead of the wood. Just for portability and space purposes.
I figure once I get the thing pitched in the yard and start doing the measurements, dad will come out and put his two cents in. So I'm certainly not going to lack for help in coming up with a design for this thing. Or actually MAKING it.
The trouble will be ME finding the ENERGY to do it.
Sunday I went home and gave The Creature a bath. HA! He knew something was up when I was fussing around in the laundry room. He kept eyeing me suspiciously but by the time he figured out what was going on, it was TOO LATE!
He was a good boy, tho. Standing still and letting me wash him. Until he'd had enough. Then he started crying and whining like someone was beating him. Pathetic! I think he does that shit just to hear my parents yell "what are you doing to that dog?"
Of course once I started drying him off, he was all wanting to make nice and lick my face. And when I finished drying him he tore around the house like a mad thing. When he finally settled down, I went to pet him and he growled at me and took off! The little ingrate!
Mom started laughing. She said, "he's had about enough of you!" Yeah, well he'd better scratch it and get glad! He'll think he's had about enough of me when I return and give him ANOTHER bath! The little shit! He's only 13 pounds and if I want to scoop him up and kiss him all over his flat little face, I'm gonna! And he can't stop me!
Still skating - summer ice has started which means I can go at lunch or in the morning before work. That's rather nice. Except I had a lesson on Sunday and busted my poor ass so bad it STILL hurts.
What was I doing? Fucking figures. FIGURES!!! GAH! Hates them. I get hurt more often doing those damned things than I do hurling my body into space and rotating! WTF???
My legs (all 36" of them) somehow manage to get tangled up under me when I'm doing those moves (figures for all intents and purposes) and my ass goes flying. I can't COUNT the number of times I've stepped on myself. Like a total dumbass! My feet are not meant to touch toe to toe when I skate. They aren't. Deal.
See, there's a REASON my fat thighs touch - to keep my FEET from getting tangled up under me. Sort of like having a "spacer". Only the spacer is my thighs keeping my feet apart. This is a good thing. Mother Nature is not a fool. She understood that some of us can't have our feet close together or they would get tangled up.
The only way to solve this problem was make our thighs so fat that it keeps the feet apart (unless you REALLY make a conscious effort to MAKE them - your feet - touch). See? It all works out. Except when you try to skate and do moves like a dancer.
Well, therein lies the problem - I am NOT an ice dancer. Never have been, never will be. Therefore my feet don't NEED to touch. And that's all I have to say about THAT.
Now I think I'm going to go home and get some well-deserved rest. I've about had it.
And WTF is up with that stupid "coke rewards" website? Fucking thing is slower than a blue hair on a Sunday afternoon.
But there I go again - expecting a company as large and well-known as Coca-Cola to actually have something that WORKS. You'd think I'd learn, huh? After working for a corporate giant myself. THEY are usually the ones with the WORST of all worlds - shitty computers, customer service that doesn't speak English, crappy and slow websites, idiotic salespeople. Yeah.
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The Rogue Goddess saw shadows dancing at 3:03 PM
