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( Feb. 3rd, 2011 03:38 pm)
It is now the season of Leaving Anonymous Bags Of Zucchini At Your Neighbour's Door. So I'm looking for everyone's favourite recipes involving zucchini - please respond with a link or a short description of the method :D

I will start with this AWESOME recipe for zucchini muffins (I made a batch (twelve of the large-size-muffin-tin muffins) last night, and there may not be any left when I get home...)
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( Oct. 18th, 2010 01:07 pm)
My broken nose is itchy.
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( Oct. 7th, 2010 12:04 pm)
While I remember, thankyou to whoever anonymously boughted me a present :D
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( Sep. 1st, 2010 05:06 pm)
Due to Livejournal enacting the ability to cross-post your comments to other networking sites irrespective of the privacy settings of the journal in which you are posting them...

"If I find out that ANYONE is reposting things from my journal to their Facebook or Twitter, even if it's their own comments, YOU ARE UNCONDITIONALLY AND WHOLLY BANNED FROM MY JOURNALS AND ANY COMMUNITIES I CREATED AND MAINTAIN. There will be no second chances on this. My journals and my Facebook do not mix. Fuck that shit." (- ganked from [ profile] ariestess via [ profile] moonvoice)

IMO, locked posts are locked for a reason. There is no way to know how locked down a post is unless it's your own (which is as it should be). Anyone who is so disrespectful of my privacy as to use this 'feature' on my journal is not my friend. You get one chance with the privacy portion of my trust, and then it's gone.

The parts of my life that are connected to the disparate versions of 'me' on my journal(s) and on my Facebook are separate for a reason. Anyone who connects them for other people is not my friend, they are actively playing with my safety without my consent.
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( Feb. 16th, 2010 10:27 pm)
I have just had the BEST TIME EVAR (with the exclusion of dancing tiems), at a jewellery making class. We have five more weeks (doing some of the basics of making stuff out of metal sheet), and it is so very very very cool.

Even if I break more saw blades than almost anyone else :P
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( Oct. 21st, 2009 10:15 am)
I'm vaguely creeped out at having dreamed of being entered into a very large bridge event without having been told about it - in my dream, the first I knew about it was when I turned up for my regular weekly game and it was partway through the third session and everyone was angry but no one had called me and my phone was on, I checked, so in my dream I was all "not my fault you idiots" and although they were still angry they didn't get on my case about it after that, and then I played brilliantly but I can't give you any details of the hands because unlike last time I dreamed of bridge, that was fuzzy. Also, my partner changed (from one person I don't play with due to style differences to a person I don't play with because they're in another state) in between one session I played and the next. Except the second session? They (the person I was playing with) were both at the table and not there (because they were in another state) and that existential uncertainty is what I'm pretty sure killed the illusion for me :P
I has done some planting (after dance stuff and instead of more dance stuff). But I can't decide which pot to put my Silver Blob in :( Maybe I will leave him in that pot until inspiration strikes - the pot I already had that would be perfect for him is even more perfect for the cascading succulent which badly needs potting on.
argh flight in six hours to Sydney for more comps. What have I forgotten? WHAT HAVE I FORGOTTEN?!?
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( Sep. 3rd, 2009 10:55 am)
Livejournal says it has been four weeks since I updated. This is probably not going to be much of an update of what has been going on, except to say that Dancemania was fun, my sleeping holiday is fun, and Stomp this weekend will be fun.

I had to write down this morning's dream before I lost it; this is the reason for the post. I had roused at some point and then gone back to sleep. Wherein I dream of the twins; the twins waver in age from two to six depending on how I'm looking at them at the time. They are androgynous, with short-cropped milky blonde hair. They may or may not be mine; the recurring dreams are inconsistent on this point, but I am certainly generally taking care of them for the day. Sometimes there is both of them, sometimes I have lost one and I spend time thinking that I really should be more stressed than I am about having lost one of them. But they are very definitely twins, this is a central point to their self-identity. Even if there is only one, that one is still, always and forever, a twin.

This morning's dream involved soothing them for some reason and putting them to bed in an altered my-parents-family-room. With Clannad playing. On the record player. Which was b0rken. And stressing me out (this is the point at which one of the twins disappeared, and I started getting stressed about not being stressed that one of them had wandered off). Because I was trying to make it play, but the record (floppy and far thinner than an actual one) was too big for the player and was getting caught. Dad eventually came in and fixed it for me (apparently it had been stored improperly) and we got to hear Clannad's "Almost Seems Too Late To Turn" but with one of the gentlemen of the band doing a reading (with visuals like a music video down the hallway) instead of an intro for the music. It was a cool reading, I wish I could remember it.

So I woke up with an earworm. I have tried to dislodge it but it is not moving :P
Aahahahahahaaahaaaa... My knee hurts. Dance class/mini-workshop. Theme: swings. Now I know how to give a guy enough feedback that he helps me slow my descent into the swing enough (rather than let me freefall) that I can stop the downwards motion before I go so far down that it is putting pressure on my knee without also stopping the sideways or turning momentum. And the guys who were there know to listen for that feedback, because I can't stop early enough without help. Speaking of sideways momentum, the guys also know not to take my weight aaaaaalll the way out sideways in a pendulum-type swing, lest my feet slip out from under me.

Posted from LJ-talk, because I am too tired right now to be bothered opening the client I use :D
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( Jul. 20th, 2009 11:51 am)
There is an event for which I am going to be dressing up as Tonks :P Theme for the event is 'Superheroes and Villains' and there is just no such thing as an easily recognisable female outfit fitting the theme that doesn't require me to wear something incompatible with dancing all night - my options are mostly wigs, pvc, or pleather. So there's a group of us going Harry Potter themed, and I grabbed Tonks. I have a trenchcoat I can pretend is the right shape with the right collar, whether I choose the black coat or the maroon coat outfit, and the rest is fairly easy - I need to acquire danceable combat boots and fingerless bike gloves, but those should be fairly easy. But the hair, oh the hair...

So I've been searching for hair stuff. The Manic Panic DyeHard stuff in Electric Flamingo would do what I want, but I find myself with a yearning for hypercolour hair... So I turn to my friendslist. It should be available in a gel or similar, but I can't find a commercially available product, just the patents. And I'm not confident mixing the stuff from what pigments I have seen, as they seem to need high temperatures to activate the hypercolourness.

I just want to walk into the venue and have my hair change colour :P If it's available, that is - the Manic Panic Dyehard stuff is so I'll order some in case I can't find hypercolour stuff (also so I can consult with my hairdresser on the best things I can do to support my hair under the gel).

Also, feel free to post your favourite links to pictures, I'm having issues finding one with enough detail of the pants (in either costume, maroon or black coat) to fake them, and I'm going to need to as that coat WILL be coming off while dancing ... :P
Posting this from the LJ-talk bot thingy

Castle was disappointing this evening. Not for the acting, not for the dialogue. For the fact that we'd picked out who did it within five seconds of their being introduced to the plot. I don't know about anyone else, but when a TV show rubs my face in the 'fact' that someone is dead? They're never dead. And 87% of the time, they did whatever it is that has caused people to go looking.

I'm not cutting this, because everyone I know who I know watches Castle on my friends list wouldn't consider this a spoiler because they'd be thinking the same thing. Also because I don't know how to do this with the bot thingy, as this is my first time using it.
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( Jul. 2nd, 2009 12:18 pm)
One of the blogs I read posted a discussion today on how one cannot have a 'perfect' marriage by societies standards due to said standards being incompatible with Life (and self-contradictory).

Which got me thinking that maybe I should define for myself what a 'good marriage' involves. If anyone wants me to clarify something so that discussion can occur, please ask - my personal definitions of words and phrases and what they actually mean to me are no doubt different to yours :D Oh, and this list is in no particular order of priority.

1) Respect for self and respect for all persons involved
2) Communication
3) Shared goals (whether these be large or small goals doesn't matter)
4) The capacity to allow for change - NOT wanting to freeze each other and/or the world in amber or ice
5) The willingness to work together to make the relationship in question better
6) Shared values (not shared beliefs, nor shared opinions, but shared values)
7) Not being clones of each other

I reserve the right to add to this list as things continue to percolate through my brain, but you'll note that love and sex are not on this list, nor will they ever be. IMO a 'successful' marriage does not need romantic love, nor does it need to have a physical component. One would hope that one has enough respect for oneself to acknowledge those needs and be able to communicate those needs and thus get them seen to however that may happen. But they are not, of themselves, a necessary component. Nice to have, yes. Necessary? No.
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( Jun. 25th, 2009 10:10 am)
Last night I lay down for a nap when I got home from work (having turned my computer on). I intended to get up later and have dinner while checking email and so forth.

13.5 hours sleep later and I'm feeling comparatively human.

There may have been an interruption when Bastard got home from training and made the bed around me and put me to bed properly, but that may have been a dream (except I'm fairly sure I lay down to nap on his side of the bed because it had a warm spot where he'd been reading a book, and I woke up this morning on my side of the bed without shoes or jumpers on).

There was also dreaming about being about to make pikelets. Never about the making, or the eating, just repetitively being about to make pikelets in five minutes or so and anticipating the eating thereof.

If Bastard was making pikelets while I was asleep, he'd better have left some for me...
Read in (thanks, [ profile] lupabitch), which is a series of responses to someone's less-than-flattering list of requirements in prospective dates:

"• Understands that you can’t choose your family you can only choose your friends

Also, you can pick your nose and you can pick your friends, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose"
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( Jun. 20th, 2009 07:25 pm)
I has had itty bitty baby snugglings :P

A friend had a stopover at the local airport today between the flight from where her husband currently is and the flight to where her home is (yay armed forces of all types) so there were six hours when she and their four month old were going to be five minutes drive away from me. So I held teh itty bitty baby while she got lunch and a rest from amusing an active baby who prefers to be entertained :D
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( Jun. 15th, 2009 11:46 am)
There are itty bitty beetroot and rainbow chard and chervil seedlings popping up self-seeded in my garden :D And the spring onion seedlings I put in two weeks ago (not seeds; I'm sure < a href=>these are available, but I was lazy and picked up the seedlings which were at the place in the Central Markets) are doing well. The shallots I put in (from stock I bought a year or two back; they'd been slowly multiplying in one corner, and I dug them up to separate them and dig over that bed properly when they died down at the end of the season. Planted the surviving bulbs (can't remember how many, but it was between a dozen and twenty) to see if I could get more this year; I'll use these for seedstock for next year, and then maybe I'll have enough to eat some) haven't responded yet, but it's early days for them.

In the decorative part of the garden (one of the bits I haven't converted yet) we have flowering irises. In the herb patch we have mint desperately trying to get away from the oregano before it gets smothered. The patch where I failed to dig up the potatoes at the right time has resprouted; I should probably add more mulch to that (add to to-do list).

In the front yard, the jonquils, freesias, and alstroemerias (the photo at the top of the old-fashioned variety called New Zealand Christmas Bells, not the normal large ones found more frequently these days - I can't remember if I have the red and green variety as actually pictured, or the other old-fashioned cultivar Dad has, which is a pink one) are sprouting but not yet flowering. The roses have begun their winter flourishing, along with the thryptomene and camellias, and the wallflowers I planted the year we moved in are flowering.
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( Jun. 12th, 2009 09:24 pm)
I have had the chocolate, as much as I want, anyway, and am thinking of broaching the mead liqueur.
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( Jun. 3rd, 2009 10:46 pm)
I have just remembered there is roast pork crackling in the fridge. YAY!

It will go very well in my stomach with the chocolate icecream already there.
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( May. 30th, 2009 12:36 am)
Wandered past my parent's house after a doctor's appointment today (BP 104/54, 70bpm) and Dad showed me what he's focused on right now, which is family tree and family history and so forth.

Apparently, four or so generations back along the paternal line (might be three, might be five, I don't know if I'm counting this right), we were farmers in Lancashire - Dad has census data showing actual addresses. My paternal grandmother's mother's mother's Dad was a jeweller in the Ballarat area. I pointed out to him that the thirteen year old female recorded on one particular census record as staying with the family who had just acquired a new baby would probably be related to the new mother, as the thirteen year old shared her maiden name, which was a datapoint he hadn't noted (the census in question was, IIRC, done in 1830ish - or it might have been one of the other ones he had copies of).

Anyway, finding it interesting :D All the little details...


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