Lazy Day & Posting Articles

It has been such a lazy day. All our body clocks are com­plete­ly con­fused. It’s going to be so hard on Sam to get up Mon­day morning!

These days have been sweet and uncom­pli­cat­ed. I just had a delight­ful can­dlelit bath, with my sto­ry­teller stay­ing with me the whole time. I am very, very sleepy now.

I’ve put this off for a time out of sheer lazi­ness, I sup­pose, but it’s past time to move the rest of the arti­cles on this site into Word­Press. I don’t know how long it’ll take me to work through them, but I’ll try to space them out a bit so as not to flood the feed. I’ll try to remem­ber to use the “more” tag, too.

I can’t just dump the HTML into posts or pages, because there’s always some­thing that’s out­dat­ed, or that I would put dif­fer­ent­ly now. And, of course, I’m try­ing to do this migra­tion with­out leav­ing a bunch of bro­ken links, which means set­ting up redi­rects as I go.

Yes, I know that I have obses­sive-com­pul­sive dis­or­der. It’s offi­cious­ly diag­nosed and every­thing. No, there’s noth­ing you can do or say that will relieve me of feel­ing that I had to go through every sin­gle article.

Oh. To be more accu­rate than above, I’ve put this off due to sheer per­fec­tion­ism, which is high­ly sus­cep­ti­ble to pro­cras­ti­na­tion for exact­ly these kinds of reasons.

Not Dead Yet!

I haven’t giv­en up on this blog, either. Or even the long-miss­ing pod­cast! I don’t know why I haven’t post­ed in so long, hon­est­ly. I’ve been in a very qui­et time, but it’s time to leave the shell.

I have had more health prob­lems, and I’m on more med­ica­tions now. I’ve added a wheel­chair to the walk­er and cane, and need an elec­tric chair or scooter.

At the same time, I’ve con­stant­ly read things and thought, “I should post that to Fibrant Living.”

So I am, now. I hope some of you are still reading!

What Happens When You Read the News?

I can’t remem­ber the last time I even con­sid­ered seek­ing news any­where but online. Whether it’s what’s going on around Atlanta, the nation, or the world, or just a weath­er update, I look there first if at all pos­si­ble. Since I’m at home and can check in through­out most of the day, it’s easy for me to get near-con­stant updates on what­ev­er is going on. I use quite a few dif­fer­ent sources, to get a bal­anced news diet, but between RSS feeds and email updates that’s incred­i­bly easy. I can always fol­low links to the orig­i­nat­ing web sites, and cross-check oth­er sites (which I like to do) to get more infor­ma­tion on any­thing that real­ly catch­es my attention.

In turn, I feed the infor­ma­tion to my fam­i­ly. I sup­pose most peo­ple do that, in one way or anoth­er, and I great­ly appre­ci­ate the links received from friends via Twit­ter and the like. I don’t pass every­thing on to Sam and Katie, of course—just the sto­ries that I know to be of inter­est to them.

Unfor­tu­nate­ly, I can’t always refrain from telling them about sto­ries that are par­tic­u­lar­ly dis­turb­ing to me. Sam, in par­tic­u­lar, real­ly does­n’t want to hear about such things, which is one rea­son he does­n’t read the Atlanta paper. I feel a need to stay abreast of cur­rent events, but also need an out­let for my frustration.

Guess what? This is it!

Yep. I’m going to try to lim­it my out­bursts to writ­ten ones, and this is the place I’ll be using for them. You can always skip the arti­cles if you don’t like them. It’s much hard­er for the fam­i­ly to just not hear me, and I place a high val­ue on peace in the household.

NaNoWriMo, NaPodPoMo, NaBloPoMo

Utter insan­i­ty. All of it. My fall class­es just start­ed. I’m in a flare (when am I not? but seri­ous­ly, I am). 

But hey! I hate my birth­day, and three insane new things for the month should, at least, be distracting!

So, yes, this would be my sec­ond NaBloPo­Mo post. I’m hav­ing a lit­tle tech­ni­cal trou­ble actu­al­ly post­ing the NaPod­Po­Mo part, but I’m doing them. And fine, might as well top it off with NaNoW­riMo.

It’s Hope’s fault. And Sam’s. And, um, right. Kioshi’s. All of you. Dreadful.

Don’t mind me. By the end of Novem­ber, at least, I won’t have any hair left, so I won’t be spend­ing any more time wor­ry­ing over whether or not to get it cut, or col­or it, or whatever!

Livejournal Crossposter and LJ as an aggregator

Live+Press works, but it gives me lots of messy error mes­sages. I don’t like error mes­sages, even if the post does even­tu­al­ly go where it’s sup­posed to go. Odd­ly, it works just fine on Katie’s site. We’re using the same ver­sion of Word­Press on the same serv­er. Very strange.

So now I’m test­ing Live­Jour­nal Cross­poster. We’ll see how this one works. It’s sim­pler, with far few­er options. I can’t cus­tomize the LJ post in any way (user pic­ture, mood, etc.) but most of those options weren’t real­ly work­ing in Live+Press anyway.

I’ve got­ten the idea that some of you just won’t com­ment if you can’t do it on LJ, so I’ll just go back to hav­ing com­ments in both places. At least I’ll get noti­fi­ca­tions (or should). 

That’s a real prob­lem I have with using LJ as an aggre­ga­tor: there’s no way to get LJ to dis­able com­ments on the syn­di­cat­ed feed account, and the blog author nev­er know the com­ments are there. Few peo­ple actu­al­ly go back to the blog to respond, and blog­gers (on LJ or else­where) want com­ments. They are the ego-cook­ies that make us hap­py. You would­n’t want to miss your com­ments, would you?

SBQ: Stitching habits?

This week’s Stitch­ing Blog­gers Ques­tion is:

Since you start­ed blog­ging, have you noticed any dif­fer­ence in your stitch­ing habits? Tell us about them.

Blog­ging has­n’t real­ly changed my stitch­ing habits, but I haven’t got­ten to know a great many oth­er stitch­ing blog­gers — yet 🙂 

When that hap­pens, though, I expect that it may have the same effect that sub­scrib­ing to rec.crafts.textiles.needlework did back in 1995. I dis­cov­ered Q‑Snaps and Ott Lites and new tech­niques and fibers and fab­rics! And there were design­ers who actu­al­ly par­tic­i­pat­ed in the newsgroup! 

I’d been stitch­ing for over a decade then, but r.c.t.n. sparked a peri­od of growth and renew­al that has con­tin­ued to this day. I’m excit­ed about the new inspi­ra­tion I’m sure I’ll find from read­ing the blogs of oth­er stitchers!