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		News of the Week in Review-ish First of all, I hope all the Canadians I know are enjoying the holiday today. We had a small dinner yesterday-the two of us, tronochick and our friends Scott and Erica. Cayne bought a turkey that was much larger than we needed (four people ate turkey-I'm still off of most foods) but I ate stuffing for supper and salad. tronochick made up a pan of candied sweet potatoes, topped with marshmallows, and at one point, Scott and Cayne decided to take over the kitchen, and sent the three of us to go sit down at the dining room table. The two of them popped the sweet potatoes into the oven, and went on their merry way. Suddenly, from my seat at the table, I saw flames in the oven. The marshmallow topped potatoes had been placed too close to the element and were on fire. No damage, just smoke everywhere and charred marshmallows. You can see zedrikcayne's attempt at solving the problem ( if you click the cut tag.Collapse )Had an OB visit last week, and all is fine on the inside it seems (though I'm cranky because I have heartburn, a sore back from not being able to get comfortable in bed and terrible metal mouth taste going on.) I'm sitting here reading the occasional wedding planning community post though, and wondering how in the world April could be six months away. And I present for you, the best headline I saw last week... Mr. Potato Head in ecstasy bust( because the text disappears Collapse )And because I saved two other interesting articles, here they are for your perusal...I think this one came from indigoeyeSomething in the Way She Moves?( an interesting article about 'concealed ovulation', movement and perception of the signals that are sent. And exotic dancers.Collapse )And finally, this one from my sister in law. Dove ad delves into the ugly side of beauty( the original has a video that's worth watching, but it'll probably go away, so for posterity, you know Collapse )Okay, I'm going to enjoy sitting on my couch in sweats and my Socks the Cat t-shirt until my dear spouse arrives home with some dinner. Which will hopefully not make me want to barf. :)Tags: cayne, celebrations, everyday life, links, pregnancy, weird news

		Wide Awake It's twenty past seven in the morning. I woke up at four. I slept maybe three-ish hours last night, and had a 90 minute nap on Saturday afternoon. I woke up at four to use the bathroom (not an unusual thing these days) and then decided I was hungry, so I cut up an apple and ate it. Still couldn't sleep, so I watched a movie on TV for a while, and still wasn't sleepy. I heated some chicken soup, straightened up the kitchen and family room, and ate my soup.This wouldn't be a problem if tronochick wasn't coming over at 2 this afternoon (and if you read this, don't even think about not showing up...you should know that already after talking to Cayne and reading the IM I left you.) She's coming over so that we can prepare a Canadian Thanksgiving dinner, and hang out. And a few other friends are supposed to come over later in the day.I'm also still hungry...the problem is, I'm supposed to take my thyroid meds in about 20 minutes, and if I do that I shouldn't really eat for an hour. However, I'm really not in the mood to wait another hour and twenty minutes to eat, and I don't want to put off my thyroid meds either because if I do that, I'll end up waking up to take them and be ravenous and then have to wait an hour. And so I think I will eat and take thyroid meds and know that they won't work as well for the day, but considering where my tsh was when it was drawn about two weeks ago (.94something) I'm willing to risk it.Tags: celebrations, insomnia, pregnancy

		Ever have your brain tell you some particular food would be a good idea and your body tell you "absolutely not"? I've been feeling like that today. It seems that the stretch of 90 degree days is finally about to end here. My in laws were telling us that it was 3C and they had frost. We hosted our Rosh Hashanna dinner on Friday night and it was wonderful. We had a great crowd, and good food, plenty of interesting and rowdy conversation and a generally good time. I was amazed to discover how much wine we'd gone through though. We'll have to replenish our supply at some point before the next event, which may be a Canadian Thanksgiving celebration at our place in a few weeks. Fortunately, I think the menu for Canadian Thanksgiving will be less extensive than the one for Rosh Hashannah. Rosh Hashannah left me pretty wiped out for the rest of the weekend though. Oh, and in case I confused anyone last week when I was asking about vegan TVP...when I read the labels of the TVP in the grocery store, all listed some sort of "flavorings" but not specifically what kind of where they were derived from, which made me question whether they were actually vegan or vegetarian. I could however get Boca Burgers and the store brand patties that were specifically labeled "vegan" on their packages. I was rushing so I didn't compare the labels, but I would have been uncomfortable serving something prepared with the TVP that I wasn't certain was vegan based on the label. I found a corn maze nearby, and I think Cayne and I will plan an outing to that, as well as the market that belongs to the farm. Twenty minutes away is nothing. And, they've got fall corn available, which I'll pick up soon. I'll also have them ship my Mom a dozen ears as part of her birthday gift next month. We've invited friends to join us for that, as well as for lunch at the Orlando Greek Festival which is the first weekend in October. It looks like things will get busy here again soon, since I'll also visit Maryland some time next month. Yay for real fall weather.Tags: cayne, celebrations, everyday life

		We had a really pleasant weekend. Saturday we spent the day with friends, and it culminated in a spontaneous barbecue, and great conversation about faith, feminism, religion, Florida, atheism, art and comics. Sunday we got stuff done at home. Monday, zedrikcayne woke up with a nasty cough. In fact, I put my hand on his chest as we were waking up, and stuck my fingers in green mucous, which he apparently coughed up in his sleep. So, I told him to make a doctor's appointment for that afternoon, after the urologist appointment. The poor guy has walking pneumonia. He'll be okay, but he's feeling icky right now...I suppose a few days until he feels better.Yeah, the urologist. That. The news was less than stellar. Not tragic, but not as good as we'd hoped-there are still issues. Dr W., upon hearing our story of being walked in on in the middle of giving the sample, gave us the horrified home alone face-you know the one with the jaw dropping and hands to cheeks in horror. He commented that it was in fact the "worst semen sample story ever." But yeah. The news could have been better. It could have been a lot worse. It is what it is, Dr W seems to think we can work with it, and I'll talk to Dr. P and see what he says when I see him on April 12. I'm not sure I want to talk more about it right now. I'm angry, sad, upset, frustrated, and more. Instead, I'll talk about my Passover menu. I'll probably make another, separate post about Passover itself, and doing it on my own this year, but my menu...that's much cheerier than anything else. And that is in fact, what I need at the moment. Cheering. ( tentative non-vegeterian Pesach menu Collapse ) Tags: cayne, celebrations, cooking, everyday life, family, fertility, holiday

		Hello from "upper Canadia" We're currently in Sudbury (and amazingly enough, my father in law allowed zedrikcayne to install wireless, under the guise of not being able to connect to his work e-mail without the firewall. So, I'm not as cut off from the world as I usually am being up here.It's rather green and unseasonably warm...there were some snow flurries, but nothing on the ground, and daytime temperatures have generally been above freezing. Temperatures are supposed to drop later this week though, to about -11 c/12 f. We're here in Sudbury until January first, then we'll go to Hamilton, where we'll stay overnight, go to Niagra falls on 1/2 and drive up to Toronto that day, then in Toronto on 1/3. We leave in the evening on the third. Our plans on the third include a visit to the CN tower and a trip to Lee Valley Hardware (since there isn't one in Sudbury) if anyone want to join us. We're returning our rental car at around 5 or so, and heading to the airport. For the rest of the time in Sudbury, to keep myself from going stir crazy, I'm going to go to the movies tomorrow, with my sister in law and mother in law, we'll check out the boxing week sales at some point, and probably go to Science North with our nephew. Boxing week purchases will include our holiday cards for next year, and possibly a new camera, since ours is dying. (The LCD screen has gone in it, and it's probably going to cost more to fix it than to replace it.) That's the story from here, the room with the thumping headboard. (Everytime you move in this bed, the headboard hits the wall. And it's not attatched to the bed either.) I think I'll have a cookie and go to bed. I hope you're all enjoying a nice holiday season, whatever you're honoring at this time of year.Tags: canada, celebrations, family, holiday, travelCurrent Location: My in laws basement, Sudbury, ON Peace of mind?: cold

		ketchup We arrived home on Monday night, and were exhausted. We had a mostly pleasant visit with my family-my sister only spent one day with us, which made things even more pleasant. Though I like my siter well enough, she plays martyr far too often for my taste, when it comes to their house and the cats. (My sister is allergic to cats, but refuses to take allergy medication before she visits my parents, and so she whines about how miserable she feels and my mother caters to her because of it.) Mom and Dad had to put one of the cats down over the weekend. It wasn't surprising, it was kind of anticipated-she was 20 years old, and had a long life, but she'd gone deaf, and was having dementia, and kidney failure, and it was time. Still sad though. Mom's cat Baker took to Cayne and I though, and was apparently rather upset for a day or two after we left. The Thanksgiving meal was lovely. ( the menu, for those who want to know Collapse )We played the TV version of "Scene It" after dinner, which was amusing. The random trivia we could pull out was interesting. (Who knew, for example, that the theme song from "Welcome Back, Kotter" was so recognizable, or that I remember the words to the theme song from "The Courtship of Eddie's Father", which I perhaps saw twice.) Friday, despite my absolute desire not to shop on Black Friday, we went to Marburn Curtain Warehouse to try and find tablecloths and curtains for the bedroom and kitchen. I found something that might work in the master bedroom-need to put it up against the walls and stuff to see how it looks. We'll see. It just needs something. We also visited a pet store, were they have a giant pleco who likes to be petted on the nose. Someone was pricing the large fish in the pond where the pleco lives, and I overheard him being told that he wasn't for sale, but a fish like him would cost several thousand dollars. While up there, I also went to see the new Christopher Guest movie "For Your Consideration" with Diane. It was okay as movies go, but disappointing as Christopher Guest movies go, if that makes sense. Sunday, we headed for New Jersey to ring with our former handbell choir, and visit a friend. I needed that visit. I needed to remember what it felt like to really be part of a community, and connected that way to people. I miss that. And it was good to see Chips again, and catch up.I ran around on Monday trying to get chocolate making supplies, but that didn't happen-the place that I liked had a fire earlier this year, and we never did manage to find their new location. I don't want to pay for shipping, but if I have to I will. What I really wanted though, was to check out their molds. I need to replace some molds that are kind of warped, and I wanted new holiday molds. I am, however, very glad to be home. I may not love Florida, but I do love that I have my own home.I need to head to the grocery store shortly, and pick up some things. I need to decide if I feel inspired enough to write 1500 words for an anthology, or if what I'm considering as a topic just sucks. Two photos from Thanksgiving coming in a separate post. And now, I can write about World AIDS Day tomorrow without feeling like I should have written about Thanksgiving.Tags: celebrations, everyday life, family, holiday

		Half French Or really, my French homework is half done. The more difficult of the two assignments is finished. The easy one, I suppose I'll do after I make an LJ post, and make more tea. And maybe mess around at Pogo a bit. I forgot that I spent some time this weekend virtually-shopping for a dress for zedrikcayne's company's holiday party, which takes place at the Hard Rock Cafe in early December. I've got no idea what I actually want to wear, other than probably black and a little more flair than what I've got in the closet. So I'm looking at this or this-I like the lace better, I think. Cayne also likes this and I think it's pretty, but I also think the cut of the top will be less than flattering on me, with the particular shape of my mid-section. So, I shop. And do more French homework. After I answer the e-mail that just arrived.Tags: body, cayne, celebrations, everyday life, holiday

		There are a tonne of reminder posts about voting on my f'list these days. I've read them all. I think also_huey's post was particularly interesting. Huey (who is fabulous, by the way) also pointed me at this.I'll vote. Probably late in the morning, but we'll see. I spent quite a bit of time checking out and deciding on the ballot amendments, especially on Vote Smart, Florida's website. In other, less exciting news about life, we went to the local Ren Faire over the weekend and were very disappointed. We'll probably check out some of the other ones in the next few months. We'll skip Sarasota, because it's this weekend and next weekend...this is our only free weekend until December, and the following weekend is Pirate Festival. But, we'll check out Gainsville and probably Tampa. We're both looking forward to the Pirate Fair...a little bit of a change from Ren Faires. We're going to be on Long Island (at Mom and Dad's) for Thanksgiving-we arrive Tuesday, and come back Monday. We haven't decided on any visitation plans yet, but we might try and do a whirlwind Jersey Tour on Saturday or Sunday if anyone wants to see us. I need to shop for some clothes, and I need new shoes for Canada-my sister in law had serious admonishments over my choice of Doc Maartens in the snow last year. She complains they have no traction. I trust her, after the slipping and sliding I did, and am considering a different pair of shoes. I probably need new jeans too-it's hard to say when I don't wear them very often. I think I cast on the same knitting project about fifteen times, and the casting on is fine, but I'm going nuts trying to count stitches and I can't find any stitch markers. I have some yarn I bought over the weekend that turns out to be too lightweight for the project I'd planned it for, so I'll exchange the three skeins I haven't wound for something bulkier, and pick up some more stitch markers. I'll keep the stuff I wound and toss it into the scrap yarn project-knitted patches done in a basketweave and a cable pattern (note to self, buy cable needle as well) and probably crocheted granny squares. Not necessarily turned into the same afghan, but we'll see, as I complete things. I am a little bit looking forward to cool weather that we'll get in New York and in Canada. I enjoy the little bits of it that we get when we visit. I'm looking forward to more house -organizing, like acquiring bookshelves, and proper storage for craft things. And other stuff.Eh, it's life. It keeps happening.Tags: activism, canada, celebrations, crafts, everyday life, family, holiday, meme, politics

		In honor of Halloween... Wayne and Garth's Top 5 Worst Treats for Trick or Treaters5. Pennies4 Pop Rocks3. Taffy Apples2. Hurl1. MungIn other news, we had a pleasant housewarming, and a nice visit with my in laws. My mother in law did drive me nuts, a bit, but not in an intolerable way. She wouldn't sit still, and insisted on doing things like vaccuming and folding laundry. I felt like my house was being invaded. I tried out a new recipe, and it was just a generally pleasant visit. And, it's nearly 4 PM and we've had no Trick or Treaters.Tags: celebrations, family, holiday, house, pop culture, silly

		Blue I'm feeling very blue today. I'm not sure if it's the weather (grey and rainy, alternating with bright, sunny and hot) or hormones (off the pill about two weeks) or something else.Maybe it's the fact that it's almost October, and I want to be drinking hot tea, and pulling out my favorite sweaters and watching the leaves change colors, not drinking sweet tea, being cranky because none of the stores carry shorts down here at this time of year and it's silly to carry wool sweaters when there's not much need unless one is travelling, and thinking that it might finally get to be cool enough to enjoy our back yard. I'm feeling like a bad poly-partner lately, or a bad social worker, or both. I'm not sure which. And I might write a filtered post about that later. It involves relationships, neither of which are/were mine...although the result of one did have quite an impact on my life, it wasn't anything that I did, and that lesson took a long time to realize.Our new kitchen table arrived last weekend. It's not the table I wanted, but it will do. It's nice enough. My in laws are coming at the end of October. I don't complain much about them, because generally we're all fine together, but they're irritating me with this trip. We invited them for our housewarming (which is October 28, in case anyone wants to come) and they said they were coming. Only now they want to come on the 25th and leave on the 28th, so somehow, in the middle of prepping for our first big party, they're going to be here, and while they're content to just sort of hang around and relax, it also means figuring out things like taking them to the airport on the morning of the party, when we really need to be here getting ready for things. I need to start sorting out the menu-if I need to try out any new recipies, I have time to do it. And then there's my Mom. Who just took in five ferral kittens, bringing the current total in the house up to eighteen. I think she'll give at least two of them away, possibly three depending on how much she can socialize one who has been giving her trouble. But that's not what's weighing on my mind. Mom, as much as she wants grandchildren has been pushing me to wait. She's doing it because she's worried about my health, which is fine and reasonable and all that, but, at the same time, I saw the doctor at the beginning of September, I'm not doing anything I'm not supposed to be, and no matter how firmly I say to her, "thank you for your concern, I'll take it under advisement, but the doctor seems to think it's fine" she won't be convinced, and the more firm I am about it, the more I stand up to her, the harder she pushes, and the more she tries to start a disagreement. She has a hard time respecting the boundaries I set about my life, and that's uncomfortable for me. I'll keep setting limits as best I can, and if it results in fighting with my mother, so be it. We'll fight, I'll get upset, and rant about it, I'll cool off for a few days, she'll cool off for a few days, and we'll apologize. It's not the cycle I'd like to be in, but conflict resolution in a calm and rational manner is not the way my mother deals with me, no matter how much I try. It's not what I'd deem unhealthy for me right now, but it's not the way I'd like to conduct things. I think she's gotten better since I got married, though. I've been on the metformin for a couple of weeks now and have been discovering the foods that it makes it hard to eat (white bread and potatoes, so far, though there are others that I've been afraid to try and eat because I'm not sure I want to deal with the insane sleepiness coupled with the yucky low blood sugar feeling that sometimes comes with making mistakes.) I'm not willing to give up entirely white bread or potatoes, but I'll have to be extra careful about when I choose to eat them. Despite some minor food issues, I feel incredible. I feel better than I have in a couple of years. Money of course stresses me out. We're getting new cell phones shortly, which means figuring out what to spend and what I need/want in a phone. Cayne will choose the phone most like his current Nokia brick that he can put his own ringtones on. I'm not sure what I want, whether I want a Treo or something similar, or something simpler. (We'll get the phones from Verizon Wireless, because they have a plan that's reasonable for calling to, and in Canada, so if you want to make phone suggestions for either of us, go for it.) And, we're getting to the point where purchasing a car is becoming iminent. We're hoping to hold out at least til tax time, and see what we can put together for a downpayment then. It's quite complicated to figure out what we can afford, what we want, what makes sense. What we want is something larger than what we drive now in a TBD affordable price range (monthly payment plus insurance) that will fit car seats easily, and is comfortable for both of us to drive. What I'd like is something smaller than the Impala wagons that my Mom drove until I was in college, but that still has station wagon or minivan type cargo space. Maybe Cayne will do the taco dance when he gets home, and cheer me up.Tags: body/health, cats, cayne, celebrations, everyday life, family, lj brain trust, poly Peace of mind?: Blue Burning down the house: "When the Stars go Blue" The Coors w/Bono

		On Turning Thirty... Someone asked me last week if I had any feelings on turning thirty (which I'll do on 5/27.)I replied, "I don't, really. If I didn't have the wedding, and (other project which isn't public knowledge yet) I might be, but I'm so focused on other things that I just don't have time to think about it." That's semi-accurate...I haven't given much thought to turning thirty. Part of it is being so focused on other things that I have coming up. Part of it is being happy with where things are at. Turning 26 was hard, but I was unhappy then. No wonder I was unhappy about my birthday. Tell me about your birthdays? Tell me which years were hard for you to face, and which ones you looked on with joy and excitement.Tags: celebrations, everyday life, questions

		Went to my parents' house for Passover. It was pleasant, mostly, though our Seder got a bit silly even before the wine. I think Cayne enjoyed his first Seder. One of Mom's grad students was there, along with her boyfriend. I like D. the grad student, but her boyfriend is kind of a jerk. According to Mom, D. wants to break up with him but is waiting until she finishes school, for economic reasons. I know that story, so when Mom mentioned that D. had asked about Passover, I told Mom that she ought to invite D. and boyfriend, because when I was in a similar situation, I really appreciated invitations to do stuff, to distract me from the mundane things. During Passover, my cousin Lauran called to tell us she had gotten engaged that day. Lauran and my sister are very close-they were even roommates for a while while both of them lived in Boston. Lauran and her boyfriend had been together for almost five years, and apparently Lauran had said "Either we get engaged by the time we have our fifth anniversary, or I move out." And her boyfriend complied-with just a few weeks to spare. (Side note: That sort of thing has always bothered me-it feels manipulative. It may not be, it just looks, on the surface to be that way. I've been in relationships where I've needed to know if there was a possibility of moving forward to the next stage, but not "this must happen or else.")My sister got on my nerves, as usual. My parents have cats...many cats. My parents have had cats for many many years...and my sister knows this. My sister has cat allergies. My sister also hasn't lived with my parents in many many years. So what does my sister do when she knows she's going to my parents house? Nothing. She fusses, complains, and whines and refuses to take appropriate medication, smokes like a chimeny, and generally decides to be miserable-my mother even offered to pay for a hotel room for her for Saturday night, while she was out there, and she refused. If my sister planned ahead, and took appropriate medication (namely Claritin) for a few days before she came to my parents, and while she was there, she would feel much better...she knows this. Instead, she prefers to complain. And the smoking thing-she chooses to smoke and whatever my feelings are on that, it's her choice. But she'll be 29 this year, and she feels the need to sneak around and do it. It's ridiculous...she's a grown up-grow some backbone. Yes, Dad will be disappointed (Mom knows about the smoking habit) but suck it up...it's your choice. And on the queer front...Mom, sister and I are in the kitchen together...and Mom relates the following anecdote: Mom was talking to a cousin of hers recently, to sort out addresses and stuff for the wedding. It came up that the daughter of another cousin is a lesbian and had recently been artifically inseminated. Mom said something about how it must have come from the mother's side of the family (the father is a relative.) Cousin replies "Why? My (daughter's name) is gay." Mom wanted to fall through the floor. (Further evidence that Mom doesn't deal well with the queer thing...I'm not surprised at all by that faux pas) I can't say I'm surprised that there are other queer kids in my generation in the family, but I would honestly have had no idea which ones. This particular cousin is about three years younger than I am, and from Boston...I sort of wonder if she's crossed paths with any of my Boston-friends. Cousin and her partner are in fact, invited to the wedding. I said to Cayne that at least some of my family will appreciate our attention to inequality. ( and the part about menstruation, cut for the squeamish, but it's not graphic and if you skip it you miss an amusing conversation with my mother.Collapse ) Tags: celebrations, family, menstuation

		Passover is rapidly approaching. Obligatory link to the PDF of the leather sederBeyond that...I'm used to Passover. I've probably complained about it here before. My obeservances have ranged from non-existant to very, very strict. I don't know where this year will find me. It's nice to live in a place where they know to paper the shelves before putting out Passover products, and where I don't have to go to nine different stores to find what I'm looking for for Passover food.It will be interesting this year, how to work things out with Cayne. My parents have generally had different levels of observance, but at least there's been some. I don't know what choices Cayne will make (and I'm not sure what I feel like doing this year.) Cayne's birthday happens to fall during Passover this year, and I've offered to prepare whatever treat he requests, (probably his Mom's Peanut Butter Pie) but will probably not partake. Or, he can elect to wait til after Passover, and I'll share with him. Since I do most of the cooking, the food will follow whatever level of observance I choose, but what he does out of the house is up to him. We'll see how things work and adjust accordingly, I'm sure.For those of you into Coke with real sugar, not corn syrup, this is the time of year to stock up.I'm just glad to have Cayne home.Tags: celebrations, religion

		Holiday cards went out today-the second or third batch. I've got a few more to write this weekend and then I'm done. Holiday shopping almost done. There are about ten people we get bookstore gift cards for, and those we still need to pick up, and two or three other gifts, and that's it. We're done. I need ot make sure to pick one of those up this weekend so it can go in the mail on Monday. I head down to Pennslyvania to the bra lady tomorrow morning, to get fitted for wedding undergarments. Not looking forward to it, but it won't be that bad. And we're using it as an excuse to break out the new crock pot and try it (assuming the whole chicken Mom gave me that I've got in the fridge fits in the pot.) We leave for Canada soon, and while I'm looking forward to the frozen north, it's so stressful to get ready to go. Cayne is snoring away upstairs, but has been grouchy at me for climbing out of bed in the middle of the night and sleeping on the couch (when he gets too noisy for me to go back to bed if I get up, I sleep on the couch) so I think I'll kick him, make him turn over and then get some sleep next to him for at least a little bit.Tags: celebrations, everyday life

		We had a little Chanukkah celebration with my parents on Saturday evening. My brother and his girlfriend got bathrobes from us. Mom got a Ms. Pac Man game and Dad got a book. They got a few little things for us; I got some socks and Legos, Cayne got Jenga. We also got a nice chip and dip. And Mom sent us home with massive quantities of food, because well, she does. I've had a stomach bug, which seems to come and go, but I declare it banished because I feel like it. I've been dealing with wedding details today. The details are frustrating, but the whole thing will be over in six months and all that matters is that we're married at the end.Tags: celebrations, family




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