In lieu of trying to belong to any number of societies: Chesterton, Sherlock Holmes, the Inklings, and so on: I propose and establish one of my own. Don your intelligence cap at the door; dust off your logic and imagination; did you bring your inspiration and encouragement? We are shapers, my friends; lit lamps; light-bringers. Bring quotes*; poetry should be uplifting and thoughtful, or witty and clever, (or both). Humor is encouraged; laughter is invited back. Pull up a chair. Anyone for tea?
* C.S. LEWIS, J.R.R. TOLKIEN, SHERLOCK HOLMES, G.K. CHESTERTON, N.D. WILSON, AND P.G. WODEHOUSE, ARE ENCOURAGED
I was planning on buying my ticket at the door, but when I got there someone in line handed me a ticket and said the person it was for couldn't make it. Can't say no to that!
I did some sudoku and crosswords during breakfast, from the Sunday paper... completely forgot to wear anything remotely costume-like. I totally should have worn my Vikings jersey, and blacked under my eyes and such. But I didn't think of it.
On my way to work I began listening to Shepherds Abiding by Jan Karon. A yearly tradition at this time of year. Music to my ears, comfort to the soul, and inspiration for the mind.
Oh, and my whole car smelled like apple pie from the crumble I was bringing as a housewarming gift for later.
Then I worked eight hours, which actually went quite smoothly and didn't drag on, or fry my brain. Then I drove to where the bros live, to watch football at Will's place, and then see Ben's place for the first time!
I even had a wooden gun at the small of my back all night. Great fun. Love Ziva.
We had a bunch of friends over. There was guacamole and pico de gallo (the important info of the evening). Music, dancing and good times. We had some great costumes too!
The evening was nice and cool but not too freezing. The porch made a lovely spot to go and cool off.
I went to late service at church this morning--so good--and then came home and made fish curry and a couple of apple crumbles.
Early mornings are extremely enjoyable, when you're not getting ready for work. Early dawn sky, quiet traffic, distant lights, soft puttering sounds of movement through the house. Someone hops in the shower, someone's heading out the door for work. I start banana pancakes "pretend like it's the weekend..."
Hug one roommate goodbye as she sets off on an adventure that will keep her for a couple of weeks.
There was a desperate moment this morning when I couldn't find my Oxford American Verse. I was wracking my brain (for about 45 seconds) thinking I can't have left home without it! Impossible! I found it in one of my clever and tidy stacks of course. Ahhh... William Cullen Bryant. Ralph Waldo Emerson.
I was just thinking what a delight and a gift it is to have memorized poetry (and verses, and bits of books) as a child. I may not remember all of what I once knew, but the words are still a part of you, and phrases float to the surface sometimes, at opportune moments: When streams run low and on the brooks, In idle golden freighting, Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush, Of woods for winter waiting.
I did some leisurely computer time and writing, baked an apple cake, worked on a few crafts. For supper I made chicken and veggies: I layered green beans, sweet potatoes, chicken breast, and regular potatoes in a pan, poured honey mustard dressing over all, and stuck it in the oven for an hour and a half. My brothers had come over by this time, and we settled down to work on some music.
We stopped a little for food, but basically worked on music for four hours. By which time we were a bit fried, but Ashley and her brothers had come by that time, so we just chilled and talked for a few more hours. Very enjoyable. Now off to bed to wake up another day!
The Hobbits have met Strider and left Bree ~
Laundromat time--great place for a little NCIS, push-ups, and prayer ~
A pleasant edition of what's-in-the-fridge: stuff for tomato soup, and pumpkin custard ~
Moved my stuff back into my room; don't care if they're not done plastering--must inhabit ~
Enjoying Foyle: especially the World Ward II planes ~
Getting ready for our Halloween party on Saturday ~
I love the smell of fresh sheets; clean lounge pants, and tidy stacks of clothes ~
I can also smell popcorn, and lavender essential oils. I approve ~
Anyway, I turned on some NCIS and spent some time in the kitchen. I made pumpkin muffins and oatmeal bake, washed dishes, and made quinoa chili. It was very delicious. Filling, spicy, and warm.
I also pulled out my art projects in the afternoon, spread it out on the living-room floor and watched some Bones in the background. The workers were finishing in my room, sweeping up the floors and down the stairs behind them, planning to come back the next day.
I brought the chili out for supper too and made oven fries and brownies to go with it. Ben came over with Joe, and Ashley came home. We enjoyed our supper, and chatting, and then we watched an episode of Due South. Oh nostalgia and good times! We capped the evening off when Grace and a bunch of her friends came back inside and we shared hilarity, jokes, and music until we had to break it up: a few heading off to dancing. I went straight to bed, since I knew I had to get up early.
And some bagpipes for the win.
Heard Adele's Hello on the radio today, and got a little de-javu from this time last year. Looked it up, and indeed, "Hello" came out on the 23rd--one year ago Sunday. Remember how it was a Thing by
Thanksgiving? #timeflies #wherewillyoubeinayear
Friend: I'm a bird!
Me: If you're a bird, I'm a bird
*explains that I know the quote not from watching chick-flicks but from watching crossfit documentaries*
This person legit reminds me of Brother Oswin #Cadfael #poorsoul
Went to see @theriverthief. Totes recognized the Wilsons on the beach, and saw the polygoner patch. #polygonersforever #greatfilm #snakeriver #itsagift
Stepped outside: it totally smells like snow. Not just cold, I'm telling you, it smells like snow. #already #minnesota
So my ceiling's getting fixed tomorrow. Gonna get up early and move my stuff. #funtimes #betterthanaleak #stopdrippingroof
Starting the day with yoga and pushups improves my mood drastically. #namaste #bemorehuman
We found a pineapple, and played not-mini golf (note the mallets and air-filled rubber balls).
And then there was the corn maze of course -- the forty-five-minutes-to-an-hour variety, complete with Pirate-ship shapes, and getting lost. Didn't have to use our cheater map or gps though. Just the checkpoints within the maze.
It was an all-around fun day, and had great random conversations, spanning many genres--from football to Tintin, and so on. Thanks Joe!
|I've been listening to the Fellowship in the car|
I've made it to Bree!
Rest well, my friends. Fare well wherever you fare!