Archive | February, 2012

Stress! and sweet-smelling goo.

23 Feb

Jeez, what a stressful morning. Taking the cats into the vet for their annual checkup/vaccinations. The traffic for some reason coming out of Karori was hideous – everyone driving straight up the guts, all at the same time. Guess it is the rain. Still, I was an idiot for going up the middle like everyone else, instead of taking one of the side roads. In the meantime, cats meowing and pooing in their cages and I’m trying to talk to them and calm them down.

At the vet’s was the usual checking Sooty’s teeth (he has bad teeth, despite all the special dental catfood I buy him), and talk about how they are too fat (and that makes me feel like a terrible parent), but my vet was really good and went through exactly how much of what sort of food they should be having every day. I know. It sounds incredibly obvious, but it was good to do.

So now everyone is flaked out at home – Pips on the couch in the lounge, Soots on the bed, on my sweater that I really need to reclaim. It’s gusting and howling a gale out there, and it’s raining a bit too. In about 20 minutes I need to make my lunch and get dressed for work. It’s ok. I’ve been home the past few days because there just hasn’t been enough for me to test, but it sounds like another component of the project is going to be ready enough for me to start planning the test approach for. Gotta love these agile projects.

Yesterday I discovered this awesome website, Crunchy Betty. Actually I found it on the weekend when I was wanting to make some solid perfume thingies, but only started looking at the rest of the site yesterday. Ye gods, this thing is awesome! I got carried away and made a sugar and coconut oil body scrub, face scrub (with oats, clay and ground chamomile), massage oil (not from the website, now I think of it), and HOMEMADE toothpaste. Random, or what? I also tried making a body lotion emulsion that I saw somewhere else and I now have a big pile of white goo that smells of ylang-ylang. Ah well, you can’t win ‘em all.

I’m now plotting to make some whipped shea butter (to replace the delicious-smelling goo that will wind up in the bin soon), some sports massage oil (b/f is an athlete!), some sprayable perfume and maybe some face masks and other thingies. Yusss. It is awesomely fun.

My fave? Probably the coconut-sugar scrub. You use 1/2 cup sugar, 1/2 cup coconut oil, and I put in about three drops of geranium essential oil. I used it in the shower last night and it was stunningly good. The toothpaste was pretty damn good too, if I do say so myself.

Anyway – about time to go think about sandwiches. Adios.

A little bit nice

22 Feb

My archives are starting to look ridiculous. Whenever I think about knocking this thing on the head (what is it anyway? blathering, rambling, one of those blogs that professional bloggers warn you against starting up) I can’t help but look back at all the shite stuff I’ve written over the years and feel a bit of a pang. Writing, crafts (my etsy shop that never really took off), music, tarot, reading, game reviewing, sporadic entries into typecasting…

The latest new thing I’m trying is a new blog called A little bit nice. It’s not a blog, not really. Just postings of little pockets of life, intended to…argh, what did I say on the ‘About’ page?

A Little Bit Nice is here to bring you something nice to look at, listen to, watch, and think about as you go about your day.

It’s twee, but not meant to be insipid. And it’s not meant to be a curated pile of links to other things on the internet. We’ll see how it works out. (Stay tuned…..)

In the meantime, I am feeling a bit like my namesake, discombobulated. Woke up and tried to gather cats up for the vet at 8:30. Black cat ran out into the rain, suspicious (he always seems to know). Had to ring the vet to cancel. Turned out they were booked in for tomorrow morning.

It’s wet outside. Raining steadily. I recorded the rain this morning and put it up on the other blog.

The first paragraphs of Act 2 of my novel are sitting on the typewriter. The page is curling because it has sat wrapped around the platen for so long. I look at it every day. I scribble ideas down, try to map the structure of the next Act. It feels like starting all over again. I know what I want to say, but I don’t know how to start it.

There’s a parcel for me waiting at the post office. I suppose I will drive down and collect it.

Webstocked

20 Feb

Hullo. Aside from a few burbles up for air things have been pretty quiet at the ol’ blog. I suspect it’s a result of my RL getting busier and busier, and spending less time sitting in front of the computer gazing vacantly and wondering what else to do to fill up my working day. Now I’m contracting part time (afternoons only) I have mornings free for writing (and I have been writing), playing music, studying tarot, making soap, going for some long walks in the neighbourhood, and listening to some amazing audiobooks (Connie Willis’s The Doomsday Book is incredible).

Steve & I also had an awesome trip in Sept last year, to Germany, Denmark, Sweden, Ireland, Morocco and Hong Kong!

Church in Fohr

Germany - church in Fohr

Copenhagen

Copenhagen

Stockholm

Stockholm

Inis Mor

Ireland - Inis Mor

Morocco

Morocco

And then this past weekend was Webstock weekend…it was intense, awesome, and delightful as always.

This guy is awesome

8 Feb

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