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Broken Bones

Posted by Cyn | Posted in NaBloPoMo | Posted on 05-06-2012

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Plinky asked, “Have you ever bro­ken a bone?”

Gs cast

Not a full break, but I’ve had a hair­line frac­ture in my left elbow and right fore­arm. I remem­ber trip­ping and falling down steps at someone’s wed­ding and crack­ing the elbow, but I no longer recall how I hurt the fore­arm.

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Defining Love

Posted by Cyn | Posted in NaBloPoMo, Relationships | Posted on 04-06-2012

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Plinky asked, “If you even­tu­al­ly break up with some­one, was it ever true love?”

Divorce and Chil­dren

What sort of sil­ly ques­tion is that? If a per­son dies, was he tru­ly alive?

Yes, rela­tion­ships based on true love some­times end. That doesn’t mean that they are fail­ures, any more than lives that end are fail­ures. The “hap­pi­ly ever after” thing is for fairy tales, and the idea of “one true love” should stay there as well.

It’s clear that most peo­ple are only pay­ing lip ser­vice to monogamy now by prac­tic­ing ser­i­al monogamy, so I don’t see why these out­dat­ed ideas hang on to cause mis­ery for so many.

I have been in many rela­tion­ships. I have loved each of those peo­ple. I don’t con­sid­er any of those rela­tion­ships fail­ures, nor do I doubt that I loved those peo­ple sim­ply because we are no longer togeth­er and don’t feel the same way about each oth­er now. I feel some affec­tion, at the very least, towards most of them, and more for some of them. That doesn’t both­er me at all, as a polyamorous per­son. It doesn’t set up any sort of con­flict. I’m not going to act on those feel­ings, because there were valid rea­sons for the end of each rela­tion­ship — but where there was deep love, there’s always some­thing left.

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Recent Finishes

Posted by Cyn | Posted in NaBloPoMo, Needlework | Posted on 03-06-2012

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I’ve been stitch­ing away late­ly, and while I can’t talk about my most recent project yet, I did add my most recent two fin­ish­es to my long-neglect­ed Fin­ished Works page today. The first piece is a for-no-rea­son one, the sec­ond a baby gift which was also my first coöperative project (and a big suc­cess).

I’m cur­rent­ly work­ing on a Mother’s Day gift (why yes, I’m late get­ting it fin­ished), the hymn “‘Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus.”

What are you work­ing on?

Date Tonight

Posted by Cyn | Posted in NaBloPoMo | Posted on 02-06-2012

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This is a cheater post, but it is a post. I have a date tonight and almost for­got to make a post for the day! It does, how­ev­er, count as a post. I’ll just ask a ques­tion — what would any read­ers out there like to see me write about instead of answer­ing prompts?

A New Hobby?

Posted by Cyn | Posted in NaBloPoMo, Needlework | Posted on 01-06-2012

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Plinky asked, “What new hob­by would you like to try out?”

Camille Sil­ver­man — warp and weft

I would love to try weav­ing. I mean the great big loom sort of weav­ing, done with hand­made fibers — maybe even with fibers I spun myself. The entire idea of weav­ing has always been so very attrac­tive to me, and I adore all man­ner of fibers. The idea of hav­ing anoth­er way to play with col­ors and tex­tures that would lead to big tapes­tries or rugs is so entic­ing that if I knew any­one with a loom they’d prob­a­bly find it impos­si­ble to get rid of me.

Bar­ring a big loom, I’d take even a lap loom, just some­thing to get me going on it. I went to town mak­ing those pothold­ers back in Girl Scouts!

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Earth Day

Posted by Cyn | Posted in Holidays | Posted on 22-04-2012

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Plinky asked, “Do you cel­e­brate Earth Day?”

Earth Day

Not real­ly. I do my best to be envi­ron­men­tal­ly respon­si­ble every day, instead of sav­ing it for one day of the year. I recy­cle, use mass tran­sit, buy local­ly pro­duced food as much as pos­si­ble, and take oth­er steps so that I real­ly have a very small car­bon foot­print these days.

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Biographies or Memoirs?

Posted by Cyn | Posted in NaBloPoMo, Reading | Posted on 21-04-2012

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Plinky asked, “What’s the most inter­est­ing biog­ra­phy or mem­oir you’ve read?”

Dreams are nec­es­sary to life~Anais Nin

Anais Nin’s books come to mind right away, hon­est­ly. They’re so intense and sen­su­al that they’ve stuck in my mind, although I only read them once and my copies dis­ap­peared 20 years ago.

Cam­ryn Manheim’s auto­bi­og­ra­phy was quite good, too. I don’t read many of that genre (or haven’t since child­hood), so I don’t have that many books to choose from here.

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Breakfast for Dinner, Yes!

Posted by Cyn | Posted in NaBloPoMo | Posted on 20-04-2012

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Plinky asked, “Break­fast for din­ner: Are you a fan?”

IHOP Bis­cuits and Gravy

Absolute­ly! Break­fast is my favorite meal of the day, but I don’t usu­al­ly take time for the great big meal that I remem­ber fond­ly from Sun­day morn­ings at my par­ents’ house. But­ter­milk bis­cuits, sawmill gravy, eggs, bacon, sausage, and grits are a “real break­fast” and that’s just too heavy for the first meal of the day most of the time. They’re great for sup­per, though, if there are enough peo­ple around to share!

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Favorite Coffee Shop

Posted by Cyn | Posted in NaBloPoMo | Posted on 19-04-2012

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Plinky asked, “What’s your favorite place to grab a cup of cof­fee?”

Star­bucks Cof­fee

I’m pret­ty hap­py hav­ing cof­fee at home, but if I’m out and about, I’ll swing by Star­bucks with the rest of the mob. It’s nice and pre­dictable, and I’m admit­ted­ly not a cof­fee snob. I just want my rasp­ber­ry-vanil­la mocha with the whipped cream on top, and that counts as dessert treat as much as any­thing else.

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Woo hoo!

Posted by Cyn | Posted in Music, NaBloPoMo | Posted on 18-04-2012

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Plinky asked, “What was the last thing you got real­ly excit­ed about?”

Home­made Ukule­les

My ukulele! I wish I had a pho­to of her to post, but I don’t. She’s a trav­el tenor, which means that she’s a bit big­ger than the “stan­dard” (sopra­no) ukulele most peo­ple are used to see­ing, but also thin­ner than a nor­mal tenor. She has a love­ly voice, a lit­tle deep­er than a sopra­no uke. She isn’t a toy like the one on which I orig­i­nal­ly learned to play, either. And she’s mine all mine!

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