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Posting 5 minutes to midnight on Christmas Day, and wishing everyone on my flist a

VERY HAPPY CHRISTMAS!

And also wishing those with December birthdays (and especially Christmas birthdays today!) a most wonderful and happy Birthday!

Love you all!


 
 
21 December 2009 @ 09:24 am
Yule  
It's the solstice, and I'm baking gingerbread cake today while it's cold and gray outside. The house will smell like spice and cider.

Despite the economy, illness, and insurgencies around the world, my tiny niche is a rather happy place. We have very good friends here for the holidays (from New Zealand) and a much loved cousin is flying in on Wednesday. We've been entertained by my niece and nephew's classes for their holiday program (ten four-year-olds singing 'Let There Be Peace' is not to be missed,) and had much fun (honestly) shopping for gifts.

I do hope everyone else finds a still moment at the center of this hectic season.
 
 
19 December 2009 @ 03:37 pm
But is there something weird going on over at OWL? A story that's like two years ago, right after Deathly Hallows came out, went from only 5 reviews to nearly hmmm... 35 over night? Did I get pimped? If so, thank you whomever did it. I don't know when I'll have time to respond to reviews though, since everything I've been doing lately is fly by night.
 
 
18 December 2009 @ 09:09 pm
Sneaking in ... once again ... to share this. *giggles insanely*

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More drabbles next week! Check out [info]dl_ldws. :D


On a side note, do you know how hard it is to stay away from this place? VERY VERY HARD!

*slinks back out*
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18 December 2009 @ 01:13 am
A friend sent me a NEAT video, of a "visit from Santa" video he created for his daughter. I created one for my "baby" (my 11-yo son), and it came out WONDERFUL! I can't wait for him to see it!

Try it out, send it first to your own email and see how you like it, then go back in and send it to any kids (or grown-ups) that you think would like this. I haven't checked out the links for grown-ups, so I don't know about that, but they do have a choice for nice or "naughty" grown-ups or teens (I don't 'think' it's anything questionable, though, but as I said I didn't check that out, since I was creating a video for a child).

The link is http://portablenorthpole.tv/create-a-video/1 (you may have to copy/paste).

Far as I can tell, it's safe (at least, my computer hasn't blown up yet).

Enjoy!
 
 
17 December 2009 @ 10:41 pm
*is hopeful/ has fingers crossed*

I have two interviews lined up for next week. Both are administrative assistant positions. One is through a temp agency, and I think they're sending six or seven of us. The other is for the Arc of Bay City - it coordinates services that I already do (ie Direct Care workers) for the in need disability members of the Bay City area. Both only pay about $8 an hour - but that's nearly 50 cents more an hour than I'm currently making, and the hours are either 6am to 2pm for the first or 9am to 4pm for the second. Perhaps Santa will be kind and offer me a new job for Christmas.

And of course, if worse comes to worse, I do still have a job.
 
 
16 December 2009 @ 10:54 am
And we are ouutttttaaaaa here! I should be back on line around 12/28. Be good girls!



PS: Thank you thank you for the beautiful necklace. I adore it!
 
 
16 December 2009 @ 01:47 am
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15 December 2009 @ 09:04 pm
I had no idea that both Alan Rickman and JK Rowling have pages on Facebook---"fan" pages, that is. Would be neat if the 'actual' originals had pages, but any server carrying such would be daily overloaded and offline. I wonder if JKR ever still follows (or posts on) Mugglenet?

Oh, by the way, if you have a Facebook acct. and haven't already, RUN don't walk over there and RE-SET your privacy settings. Some idiot at Facebook got the idea some weeks ago that it would be just cozy to change ALL your privacy settings to "public", including those giving your age, address, email, telly #, past schools attended---anything, in fact that you have in your profile. At least, LJ hasn't gotten 'that' nutso--so far. (I think most folks can probably figure out that a guy wouldn't want to go around calling himself "countrymouse"--but then you never know.)
 
 
14 December 2009 @ 11:49 pm
(Article quoted in full, and yes, I know she hasn't always been an angel since she became known to the world--not sure I could remain cool under such sudden and overwhelming pressure myself, probably not--but hers is a wonderful, inspiring story and a fitting one for this Christmas season of remembering the One who said, "I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.")

http://www.irishcentral.com/opinion/...-79149962.html
FAIR USE FOR DISCUSSION PURPOSES ONLY:

My friends,

I admit it. I may be the last Susan Boyle fan in the world to have just gotten a copy of her wonderful new album, "I Dreamed a Dream." It's a wonderful early Christmas present from an always-kind and considerate benefactor to our mission center.

Although her performance is beautiful throughout, I noticed something I had not caught before in my favorite — the CD's signature song from "Les Miserables."

Susan made the song even more her own with a subtle change in its lyrics.

The word "dream," or a variation of it, is used more than ten times in the original song by the tragic character Fantine after she is left alone, unemployed and destitute. But Susan has made a change that, perhaps, only a priest would notice: She sings "I prayed that God would be forgiving" instead of the original "I dreamed that God would be forgiving."

While it's not the only change Susan has made from the original score by French composer Claude-Michel Schonberg and librettist Alain Boublil, it is a decidedly "SuBo" stamp on this theatrical classic.

Deeply religious and a regular visitor to the Irish shrine to Our Lady of Knock in County Mayo, Susan's faith — as well as her extraordinary talent — has saved her, and given her a life and not simply an existence. As she told Simon Cowell before stunning the world on "Britain's Got Talent," she came to the competition to prove she could do something with her life, that she could be someone.

For Susan, as for all of us, a dream and a prayer seem to be one and the same.

But they are not.

A prayer is a dream shared with God, and it is only in that holy sharing that a dream can come true. As hers did.

Our Loving Father's Happiness is beyond measure when we open ourselves to Him and ask for His Blessings. We can be sure He hears them all, and through ways often mysterious and puzzling, grants them all as well. He would withhold nothing from His Own Dear Children, but His Perfect Mind knows what is best for those whom He loves without any condition.

His Answer to our prayers may not be the winning lottery ticket for which we light candles in churches, because He knows we can be, and often are, deeply mistaken in our desires — praying for things that will actually cause us great harm — and not bring us the "joy" we "know" will be ours with baskets of green paper strips.

God's Love is an endless and unstoppable force that relentlessly seeks to extend Itself, and when we see the prayers of someone like Susan's seemingly granted, we also see why. Susan is radiant with God's Love — His Gift to her, and to us all. And in turn, she extends His Love to millions of people who have found hope in her "story" and new faith in Our Loving Father.

Small wonder, then, that the self-described "wee wifey with the cat," whose life has been a great struggle, but who kept her dreams alive and her faith strong, would take some justifiable artistic license with "her" song — originally titled "J'avais Rêvé d'une Autre Vie" ("I Dreamed of Another Life").

No, God did not grant Susan "another life" — one beautiful and eternal life is enough for us all! But He Touched her willing heart with His Loving Heart, and gave a great Gift to her, and to millions of others. When the time came to record "I Dreamed a Dream," it was a "prayer," not a "dream," that was inside Susan.

God bless you all!

— Father Tim

Father Tim is a Jesuit missionary, trained in New York and Boston, who writes about the spiritual side of life. He loves hearing from readers – not about theological arguments, but real-life issues that matter to you.
 
 
13 December 2009 @ 11:22 pm
I never make the assumption that, just because we share (or used to?--grin) the same language, and a common heritage, that folks in Great Britain necessarily automatically like the same things Americans do--even back in the dark ages when I was a little girl (in the late-50's, early 60's). So I figured the animated Rankin-Bass "Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer" Christmas classic to be a purely American phenomenon that probably most British have never heard of.

But, as our family pulled out our Christmas videos and re-lived the tradition of watching these every year as Christmas approaches, I began to wonder.

We have a young male hero, born with a special "mark" that distinguishes him from all his peers, and by means of which he eventually becomes the "savior" of his peers (in the sense of 'saving' Christmas and guiding Santa safely through the impassable blizzard).

This young hero is befriended by two others--one, a red-headed jock-type who is not all that smart but is a shrewd strategist in battle situations. The other--"Hermy"---who wants to be---a dentist.

And then of course there's all the "stag" and "doe" imagery.

May be nothing, but I couldn't help but wonder if JKR watched this show as a little girl, as I did, and in her rich imagination those ideas, along with many others from innumerable sources, helped her craft the story of a boy and his two companions, whose parents' symbols were the stag and the doe.

Just something to wonder over...

[For some reason the 'cut' feature isn't working tonight on my LJ, but for those who may be unfamiliar with the TV version, here's the gist:

Just to make clear, if you haven't seen it in a while or for those who've never seen it--Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer is a full-length, one-hour animated TV show created in the 1960's. It was based on the Johnny Marks song of the same name, but fleshes out the story of the song in great detail.
Rudolph is born the son of Donner, one of Santa's reindeer. Soon after birth, he is found to have what his parents see as a devastating 'defect'--instead of the normal black nose of a reindeer, he has one that literally glows with light. His parents are horrified, as is Santa himself, and his parents vow to keep his "non-conformity" hidden.
Meanwhile, at Santa's castle, an elf is working alongside the other elves, preparing toys for Christmas. However, he is not progressing as he should, elf foreman comes over to see what is wrong. Hermy tells him he is not happy in his work, and that he doesn't like to make toys. When asked sarcastically what he 'would' like to do, he pulls out a book on dentistry and with a voice full of breathless excitement, describes how he would like to be a dentist, and launches with great detail into the fascinating minutiae of the field. His manager puts him down abruptly, telling him he should be content with making toys, learning to "laugh warmly, go 'ho-ho' and 'hee-hee', and important stuff like that. A dentist! Good grief!" Later, when Hermy makes an attempt to fit in by using dentistry methods on the toy dolls, he is flayed with a blistering harangue by the Elf foreman, who ends his speech screaming, "You'll NEVER fit in!" After he leaves, Hermy sadly admits to himself that the foreman is right, and slips quietly out the window to run away from the castle--with his dentistry book under his arm.

The time of the "reindeer games" comes, and the now-yearling fauns come out to demonstrate their skill. Rudolph comes, wearing an artificial nose cover his father has devised for him. Here Rudolph meets Clarice, the first deer of his own age ever to treat him with kindness, perfect acceptance, and consistent loyalty. He falls for her almost instantly. During the actual games, he prove himself a better flyer than any other young buck present, but in a friendly scuffle his nosepiece falls off, and his 'defect' is revealed. He becomes instantly an object of horror and ridicule, not only by his peers but by the adults as well (Santa, the young reindeer 'coach', and his own father, to whom Santa says "You ought to be ashamed"--apparently meaning for not more carefully hiding Rudolph's 'defect' or for not finding a way to eliminate it.

Rudolph, in humiliation and despair, runs away. Clarice follows him a short distance, but her father finds her and orders her back home, and threatens Rudolph never to come near her {"No daughter of mine is going to be seen with a---with a---red-nosed reindeer!"}. At this lowest point, suddenly out of a neighboring snowbank pops Hermy. They both soon discover their commonality of rejection for their differences, and decide to go off into the world and be "in-de-PEN-dent!" together, and go forth to seek "fame and fortune".

The narrator relates that, somehow, they managed to survive the first night.

Fortunately, they then met Yukon Cornelius, the {self-proclaimed} greatest prospector in the North. He tells them they are coming along with him, but before they've gone far, they are accosted by the Abominable Snowman of the North, a giant albino gorilla-like creature who keeps stalking Rudolph because he is attracted by his glowing nose. They run until trapped up again the waters of the Artic Ocean, and at the last minute Yukon saves them all by hacking off the ice shelf on which they are standing, turning it into a floating raft. He calmly tells the other two to watch--that he knows a secret about "Bumble", as he calls the Abominable, that no one else knows, and as they watch, the creature attempts to follow them but sinks immediately below the waters. Yukon gloatingly relates his knowledge that Bumbles can't swim, as they watch the beast scramble back onto the ice opposite them and roar at them vainly.

They float away on their little raft, until it lands on an island. They are amazed to see a flying lion above them in the dawn light, heading toward a castle in the distance. As they watch him, they are accosted by a jack-in-the-box sentry, who explains to them that this is the Island of Misfit Toys, and the creature they had seen was King Moonracer, who every night searched the whole earth to find any toys that were unwanted and unloved, and brought them to the Island to stay until they should find a home where they could be loved again. Rudolph and Hermy go before the King, and request asylum because they themselves are misfits, and are told that the island is for toys alone. It is at this point that Yukon exclaims, "Well, how d'ya like that! Even among misfits, you're misfits!" The King explains that, unlike toys, living creatures cannot hide themselves away on an island. But, he allows them to stay the night, and asks their help if they should ever return to Christmastown--to ask Santa to come to the Island to pick up the toys and find homes for them. Rudolph promises to do so, "if and when we ever return".

That night, the three have an argument. Rudolph is adamant that he must go on alone, that his presence endangers the other two, because it is he the Abominable Snowman is after. His loyal friends refuse, equally determined that they will stay together. Unable to bear becoming the cause of harm to his friends, Rudolph sneaks out alone during the night, returns to the little ice-raft, and heads back across the sea toward land.

Scenes are shown of time passing, and of Rudolph growing up. He finally decides to return to Christmastown, and when he does, he is immediately accosted by the former bullies who tormented him in his youth. Though angry, he ignores them, and runs home to seek his parents, only to learn from Santa that "they're gone, Rudolph--they've been gone for months, searching for you." He vows to find them.

The first place he looks is the cave of the Abominable, and indeed there he finds them captive--not only his parents but Clarice as well. He attempts to fight the Snow Monster, but is handily brought down by a blow to the head. As he lies unconscious, his friends Yukon and Hermy (who have been seeking him ever since he left them) find him. Hermy is terrified, but Yukon calmly comes up with a strategy to lure the Snow Monster out of his cave and incapacitate him so that they can defeat him. The plan works, and Rudolph, his parents, and Clarice are liberated. They start to leave, when the Monster appears again, roaring in the mouth of his cave. Hermy walks between his legs into the cave, telling them to ignore the beast and walk right past him--for he has pulled ALL its teeth! Yukon laughs uproariously at how the beast has been brought low, and begins teasing him, scaring him to make him walk backwards. However, he does not realize that just behind the Snow Monster the land falls away in a dizzying precipice. To the onlookers' horror, both Yukon and the beast go over the edge, and the others give them up as lost.

They return somberly to Christmastown, where their reappearnce and the story of Rudolph's wanderings and adventures with Hermy and Yukon seem to make others have a change of heart, and everyone from his former tormentors to Santa, and even his own father, apologize to Rudolph for their former treatment of him. The head elf also apologizes to Hermy, and allows him to practice dentritry in the castle. At that moment, a loud knock sounds on the door, and a hearty voice cries: "Open up! 'Tisn't a fit night out for man nor beast!" The door is opened, and Yukon Cornelius marches gaily in, holding a lead rope, and announces, "Here's the man!", then, pulling on the rope, reveals the Abominable Snowman behind him on a leash, and cries, "And here's the beast!" To Rudolph's astonished inquiries as to how he survived, he replies archly, "Didn't I ever tell ya about Bumbles? Bumbles bounce!"

Suddenly, Santa enters the room, obviously distraught. He has just heard the weather reports, that the titanic blizzard which has not only the North Pole but most of the Northern Hemisphere in its grip will not slacken before Christmas, and that he cannot get through it. He has to interrupt his announcement several times to ask Rudolph to tone down the bright glowing of his nose, when suddently Santa starts and cries, "That...nose! Rudolph! Christmas is NOT cancelled! And I want YOU to lead my team!" Santa goes on to explain that the light of Rudolph's nose will cut through the murkiest night, and asks him humbly {in a direct quote from the song}, "Rudolph, with your nose so bright---won't you guide my sleigh tonight?" There is a dead hush while everyone awaits Rudolph's answer, until he says, "It would be an honor, sir!", and the hall of the castle erupts in cheers.

With Rudolph in the lead, the sleigh heads out, first for the Island of Misfit Toys, then out over the world to deliver Christmas toys to the children, with the verses of Johnny Marks song being sung by Burl Ives in the background.)

 
 
13 December 2009 @ 09:04 pm
This weekend I have been running around like a crazy person trying to get packed/organized for our vacation. We are leaving on Wednesday for 10 days in Nicaragua. This will be our very first family vacation outside of the State of Wisconsin much less out of the country. We are vacationing with our only couple friends, Raf & Magpie and their girls. Raf's father lives in Nicaragua thus this was all his idea. For months now I've been stacking things in piles, making notes, buying things one cannot obtain in a third world country etc. This weekend it went hard core (see icon) The girls and I are completely packed except for tolitries. Including amusements and snacks for the plane. Husband, Geoff, has his things neatly laid out in the spare room. I refuse to pack for him. I have one entirely large suitcase packed with donations of clothes/shoes/toys. It weighs 48 lbs (whew just under the limit) The village Raf's family is from is very poor. Most of the people live in shacks. This vacation will truly be the road less travelled. We are staying in a "cottage" on the coast line. I plan on making sand castles and frockling in the water. I cannot wait.

In summary I will be off line from 12/16 through 12/28. Don't break the internet while I'm gone.

xoxo
 
 
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12 December 2009 @ 12:17 pm
Look! I SPARKLE!!!

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*squeeeeeeeeeeeee*
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