Odette and I Rode Out One Morning.
Sadly, none of the pictures I took with my CAMERA turned out. (I really need to learn how to use the thing) The one I took with my PHONE was fine tho. Such a world we live in!
I rode Odette today. Thanks entirely to the generosity and extreme kindness and coolness of her owner, who offered her to me for a lesson, so I could actually ride a warmblood and really experience what Dressage could be.
I wish I could tell you what it felt like. Can't be done. Kind of Floaty Magic is what it felt like. And I wish I could tell you about what all Dressage can BE, but I am some years away from that yet.
Let's start with some terms, since this will NOT be the last time I speak on this.
Warmblood: Warmbloods are a group of middle-weight horse types and breeds, primarily originating in Europe, registered with organizations that are characterized by open studbook policy, studbook selection, and the aim of breeding for equestrian sport. The term distinguishes these horses from both heavy draft horses ("cold bloods") and refined light saddle horses such as the Thoroughbred and Arabian ("hot bloods"). Though modern Warmbloods are descended from heavier agricultural types systematically upgraded by hotblood influence, the term does not imply that Warmbloods are direct crosses of "cold" and "hot".
There. That's what a quick trip to Wiki-land tells us.
And how about "Dressage"? Dressage (pronounced /ˈdrɛsɑːʒ/ or /drɨˈsɑːʒ/) (a French term, most commonly translated to mean "training") is a path and destination of competitive horse training, with competitions held at all levels from amateur to the Olympics. Its fundamental purpose is to develop, through standardized progressive training methods, a horse's natural athletic ability and willingness to perform, thereby maximizing its potential as a riding horse. At the peak of a dressage horse's gymnastic development, it can smoothly respond to a skilled rider's minimal aids by performing the requested movement while remaining relaxed and appearing effortless. Dressage is occasionally referred to as "Horse Ballet".
There. I think we've all learned something from that.And just LOOK at all the nifty links that came along with it! Thank you Wiki-land.
I don't have the terms down, but I will tell you riding Odette was the very best ride I ever did have in my life to date. It's what I dreamed about growing up and wanting horses. She made me feel when any single littlest bit of me was off. She taught me things.
Ok, to be honest what she first made me feel was shaking. I felt like I'd had a double latte, downed in minutes. I didn't know if today would be the day I got to ride her, but when I came in and saw her, and warmbloods are not TINY as a rule, I SHOOK. My head wasn't afraid, I trust my trainer, if she thinks I can do it, I will, but my body was terrified.
It passed. Never had a moments unease.
Ok, wait. Just the one. All I will say about it if you are going to wear SPURS, remember you have them ON, and if you are cantering make SURE you take your leg OFF, or your horse might get a tab irritated about the, uh, spurring. It does not slow down under these circumstances. It was a good thing tho, in that I now know even if my brain is saying "OH SHIT WHAT NOW" it will still hear my trainer, very, very clearly. And the women knows what she is doing. The incident was minor and I will NEVER forget about SPURS again.
There. I have related tales from my lesson, a funny witticism and given you some educational things to read, complete with links. (Tho I must admit, they came on their own)
I can't do more. I can't TELL you what happened inside, or what it meant to me, riding Odette today, or how grateful I am to her owner for such a gift. I can't TELL you about what it means to be learning the things I learn in my lessons, and indeed, can't TELL you what they are. I can't TELL you about how they are leading me in new places that are where I've always wanted to be. And I can't TELL you what it feels like.
Those are the things you need to discover for yourselves.
Go, and find your own Floaty Magic.
It's there, you know.
And then you will know what I can't TELL you, too.
Love and Floaty Magic,
Lorraine
I rode Odette today. Thanks entirely to the generosity and extreme kindness and coolness of her owner, who offered her to me for a lesson, so I could actually ride a warmblood and really experience what Dressage could be.
I wish I could tell you what it felt like. Can't be done. Kind of Floaty Magic is what it felt like. And I wish I could tell you about what all Dressage can BE, but I am some years away from that yet.
Let's start with some terms, since this will NOT be the last time I speak on this.
Warmblood: Warmbloods are a group of middle-weight horse types and breeds, primarily originating in Europe, registered with organizations that are characterized by open studbook policy, studbook selection, and the aim of breeding for equestrian sport. The term distinguishes these horses from both heavy draft horses ("cold bloods") and refined light saddle horses such as the Thoroughbred and Arabian ("hot bloods"). Though modern Warmbloods are descended from heavier agricultural types systematically upgraded by hotblood influence, the term does not imply that Warmbloods are direct crosses of "cold" and "hot".
There. That's what a quick trip to Wiki-land tells us.
And how about "Dressage"? Dressage (pronounced /ˈdrɛsɑːʒ/ or /drɨˈsɑːʒ/) (a French term, most commonly translated to mean "training") is a path and destination of competitive horse training, with competitions held at all levels from amateur to the Olympics. Its fundamental purpose is to develop, through standardized progressive training methods, a horse's natural athletic ability and willingness to perform, thereby maximizing its potential as a riding horse. At the peak of a dressage horse's gymnastic development, it can smoothly respond to a skilled rider's minimal aids by performing the requested movement while remaining relaxed and appearing effortless. Dressage is occasionally referred to as "Horse Ballet".
There. I think we've all learned something from that.And just LOOK at all the nifty links that came along with it! Thank you Wiki-land.
I don't have the terms down, but I will tell you riding Odette was the very best ride I ever did have in my life to date. It's what I dreamed about growing up and wanting horses. She made me feel when any single littlest bit of me was off. She taught me things.
Ok, to be honest what she first made me feel was shaking. I felt like I'd had a double latte, downed in minutes. I didn't know if today would be the day I got to ride her, but when I came in and saw her, and warmbloods are not TINY as a rule, I SHOOK. My head wasn't afraid, I trust my trainer, if she thinks I can do it, I will, but my body was terrified.
It passed. Never had a moments unease.
Ok, wait. Just the one. All I will say about it if you are going to wear SPURS, remember you have them ON, and if you are cantering make SURE you take your leg OFF, or your horse might get a tab irritated about the, uh, spurring. It does not slow down under these circumstances. It was a good thing tho, in that I now know even if my brain is saying "OH SHIT WHAT NOW" it will still hear my trainer, very, very clearly. And the women knows what she is doing. The incident was minor and I will NEVER forget about SPURS again.
There. I have related tales from my lesson, a funny witticism and given you some educational things to read, complete with links. (Tho I must admit, they came on their own)
I can't do more. I can't TELL you what happened inside, or what it meant to me, riding Odette today, or how grateful I am to her owner for such a gift. I can't TELL you about what it means to be learning the things I learn in my lessons, and indeed, can't TELL you what they are. I can't TELL you about how they are leading me in new places that are where I've always wanted to be. And I can't TELL you what it feels like.
Those are the things you need to discover for yourselves.
Go, and find your own Floaty Magic.
It's there, you know.
And then you will know what I can't TELL you, too.
Love and Floaty Magic,
Lorraine
86 Comments:
Oh wow.
So happy you found the floaty magic:-)
I've seen dressage. Beautiful. I'm so happy for you.
Still not sure about what my Floaty Magic would be. Or being sure of finding my Path. But I can still be inspired by people who do.
Trouble is, when I think "Floaty Magic" I imagine Magic the Leopard levitating round your dining room, legs akimbo and rolling gently in the air.
Hurrah for Horse Ballet! And lessons well learned. And riding good paths. Fine things indeed.
I love what you found in horse riding - you can't plan for those experiences, you can't really buy them. The gift is being in the present and knowing what a wonderful moment it is! And then you can tell us ::living vicariously::
A friend of mine had a Dutch warmblood and they did dressage. Beautiful to watch. His horse, called Red, died of old age (and some old age aliments) a couple of years ago - but he had a long and happy life.
I'd never known even one thing about dressage before this minute!
I love the mental if magic rolling in the air :)
Posting from the iPad for the first time. This isn't so bad. I thunk can even box of ticks
Oh I have an earwirm for you. Modest mouse float on :)
Float on indeed.
Shhh don't tell anyone the work gods seem to be on vacation and I am catching up on stuff. It's so nice to feel productive.
Ditto with Jess. "Floaty Magic" with a pudding belly.
FYI Fiends - My adoption is full speed ahead. Might even be faster than expected.
Watch out MN kid needing a Mom. I'm looking for you.
Ah, Jess has turned my clever phrase into comedy. Well, Floaty Magic IS what it feels like!
I didn't say I didn't find Madam Jess comment about Magic, the pudding, floating around FUNNY, mind you.
Uisge, that's wonderful news!
I am going to Evil Step then Yoga. No Floaty Magic will be involved but it will be good for me.
I found a Baby Muscle today!!! Just the one, in my right arm. Forgot to mention that!!!!!!!
I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. You know I can never help it.
I am happy for you, you know. It is a wonderful thing when things fall in place, and you find your way. :)
No, Jess, you must never help it! Never help yourself, please!
I gotta go, my wit has taken a wrong turn somewhere.
Hooray.
SO, I go and nearly DIE in EVIL STEP class and there are not even any friendly Fiends about when I drag my noodle legged self home?
Three screaming Bengals. WHO is going to get up and feed them???
The stupid checkbox didn't work.
Just because I don't have anything interesting to say doesn't mean I don't want to read what everyone else says.
Oh, sorry, didn't see you Mistress.
Fed Bengals. There is a STEP up from my sunroom to my dinning room. I had to take it in stages.
Mistress, I am crawling from room to room and commenting on it. INTERESTING is beyond me tonight.
I was at work at 5:45 this morning to travel to a highly brain-intensive meeting, then back at office by 5, where I did computer stuff for a while. 12 hours at work.
Then processed a bunch of CSA veggies - many are roasting now, for dinner and freezer, because unlike everywhere else it wasn't hot today.
See? Not so interesting here either.
At least you have dinner. I cannot have dinner tonight. The kitchen is too far away.
The kitchen is not too far away. The problem here will be staying awake until the veggies are done. This is very challenging.
(Nick is here; I will not fall asleep and leave things in the oven unattended.)
No, I can see you shouldn't do that. Am seriously considering paying extra if Jimmy Johns will bring my veggie sandwhich IN to me.
Not hot here today here either..wonderful.
I have eggplants needing roasting, and so I shall tonight. Froze some more raspberries (TWO crops so far this summer!) and zucchini to do...something with. Maybe lightly breaded with breadcrumbs and parmesan, crisped up in a little olive oil.
Also, M'Deadly I find it VERY interesting that you had to take that step @ home in stages. You are and exercising FIEND. Queen Fiend...ummm, somewhat-crippled Queen Fiend. (temporarily).
Soon you will be right up there with the Amazon Queens. I would then dub you Hippolyta, but she met a Bad End.
And there ain't nothin' bad about YOUR end. NICE ASS!
Sally, I hope it's done soon. ((hugs))
Thanks Beez!!!!! I must remember my ASS.
Between a riding lesson things morning and my higher step I have taken it as far as it can go.
Made dinner tho!!!! It's amazing how attractive Healthy Request soup and rice cakes can be when you are this tired. One of the secrets to my success.
Sounds like it was a great ride. I always think of dressage as riding a horse on a trampoline.
Sounds like step class was brutal. I hope you get food.
I think I'm falling behind you on the exercise front. Gah!
Lance comes home in 10 days. I better get my back in gear!
While you were getting even more FIT, I was at my WW meeting finding out how not FIT I was this week. *sigh* Ah well, tomorrow is another day. *bites into dirt-crusted onion*
Tell you what, Medeadly. Now's the time to start training that levitating leopard to fetch.
I don't like the sound of this Evil Step class. A good cardio/toning thing should make you feel all worked out, sure, and a little muscular aching after the fact is to be expected. But it shouldn't leave you wanting to crawl everywhere on your hands and knees. That's not good pain. That's overworking-the-muscles pain. The muscles won't seem injured, apart from hurting, but what happens is you get these tiny, cellular-level tears in the muscle which take forever to heal.
Couple of years ago I developed plantar fasciitis from workout-walking, and overdoing it. I could still stand up, sure, but for about eight months, every morning, I'd hobble around like a granny. Orthotics fixed it, eventually, along with Not Walking Much for several months, which killed me. Hated that. You can bet I'm a lot more careful now about working out versus straining.
Take care of you, is what I'm saying. Listen to the muscles. They know what they need, and what they can take. Zumba good, weights good, riding and walking good-- and put together it's a hell of a lot of stuff to be doing. Listen when the muscles tell you it's getting too much. Because they will stop, and you don't want to stop.
/supportive comment which unintentionally turned into a lecture :/
Oh look, veggies! And oven is safely off.
Oh and sad about Cabana Boy :( He apparently shattered his knee in a turnout accident. :( RIP
*for those who don't know. He was looking to be a bright spot on our Dressage team for WEG and Olympics*
Phiala, i have a TON of veggies from our csa. i am curious of this roasting you do. because i feel i'm about to lose the battle to the veggies and boy keeps bringing home more! i shall have to googly things to do.
also i have figs. what does one do with figs beside newton? i don't know how to newton and don't particularly want to newton.
Dressage is my absolute favorite equine event to watch, and one of my favorite Olympic sports to watch. So graceful.
How many hands is Odette Q?
Usiage, that is wonderful news.
I am feeling a lot better today - still tender, but I think its improving.
Vampi, you throw some veggies in a pan with some olive oil and stick them in the oven until done.
Tonight: onions, garlic, potatoes, carrots, fennel, all chopped. Tossed with olive oil, a bit of salt. Baked covered for about 45 min at 350 until soft, then uncovered for 20 minutes or so until browned around the edges (stir regularly during that last bit, which is optional).
Pan 2: Eggplant, zucchini, tomato, onion, garlic, parsley, basil. Olive oil. Bake covered until done.
Other options: Eggplant or zucchini marinated in italian salad dressing, then spread on a cookie sheet and baked uncovered until soft. Pretty much anything tossed in olive oil and herbs, then spread on a cookie sheet and baked until soft: potatoes, turnips, cauliflower... anything. Really slow-cooking things like potatoes benefit from either partial precooking, chopping small, or (what I did) cooking for a while covered to soften. Cuts down on the risk of drying them out before they get browned.
Now if you'll excuse me, I think I need seconds.
Phiala - On my way with fork in hand!
Figs! Oh baby, make jam, make a fig tart, grill or roast them with some chevre or gorgonzola and wrapped in prosciutto (drizzled with some balsamic maybe), eaten fresh...
My favorite is grilling them a little and then topping with a really good vanilla ice cream.
There might even be some left by the time you get here! Big pan o'potatoes. And the eggplant is for later, so haven't touched it.
We rarely have many completely vegetarian meals - Nick does most of the cooking, and he's a dedicated carnivore. But I cooked tonight, and while I'm an omnivore I think of meat as an occasional or seasoning component, not part of every meal. So tonight: completely veg.
That and I've had bean dip for dinner for the past two nights, and was feeling rather malnourished. :)
Oh, forgot about the fig question. But Beez handled it admirably. I love fresh figs, and never get them. I wonder if I could raise some here, if I find a way to bring the tree in during the winter.
Thanks Jess, you are very supportive. I don't think I'm doing too much, it's just been a long time since I've DONE anything. I'll get used to it soon. I can move, just don't want to. Probably shouldn't do Evil Step on a day when I have had a tortuous lesson tho.
Vin, you are WAY ahead of me on the Dressage front! That is very sad about Cabana Boy, RIP fine horse...
Sally, Not sure how many hands, I'd guess 17 tho, she's BIG.
Hot tubs are the greatest invention on the planet. The bats flying about were a bonus. Darn moon isn't up yet tho. Missed its cue.
It always interests me how things I think during the day show up here in the comments.
I never had a plan for my life.
I'm debating whether that was good or bad.
I've certainly never had the heartbreak of a plan not working out.
Hmmmm.
2nding the take it easy if your body says so. Sunday, I strained my hip. Monday, it hurt. I decided not to walk Monday night. Tuesday morning - all better - got my mile plus in tonight, before fleeing the gym which was having its grand opening, complete with ribbon cutting. No thanks.
I don't need no stinkin' path.
I thought I saw the moon just a few minutes ago...
I don't know that I ever had a life plan either. But there can be a sense of knowing you're where you're supposed to be and heading in the right direction for you. And I do know I haven't had that feeling in a long time.
Amen sister!
I learn so much here. Bees, horses, so many things!
Finishing making what i thought would be a tomato-less chili like thing but it's more like a pork and bean soupy thing. Oh well. Can't *always* be gourmet ;-)
Box of ticks. Head explody with ear stopped up and no BRAINS!
*zombie noises*
Oh, and Q, NICE ASS!!
Another Truly Inspiring Post!
I almost have a glimpse of a path, round the next bend in the non-path I seem to be on at the moment.
Worked on a photo book on Blurb today and that was a little bit floaty magic -- in a mind way. Still looking for some floaty magic for the body.
phiala, so after i cook them i can just freeze them?
i can take this to emails if i'm distracting everyone with my veggie noob questions. my mother never did this kind of stuff, and i'm trying to figure it out while boy sleeps.
Ah. Sounded more serious than it actually is. That's all right, then. You know what you're about. Still: I stand by the levitating cat thing, and teaching him to fetch.
I have never been good at the Plan thing. I've always run on the (perhaps naive) assumption that stuff would work out, one way or another. And it has, generally. But there is the not-infrequent disappointment that I've allowed life to happen without really working out what I'd like to happen, first. I've never really been able to answer that question of what I want. Know a lot about what I don't want, of course. Fat lot of good that is.
Meh. It'll work out, somehow.
/vicious circle
Jess you weren't alone in the imagery. 'Cept I pictured Magic there with Quiche and the horse.
Plan. My plan is no plan, I see things like jobs or classes that make me go "Shiny!" and I try them on and see. Some of them are fine, some only for a while some become "Get me out of here".
Result is I have a LOT of college credits that don't add up to anything, I have had a lot of different jobs and keep coming back to food service and have been...I believe the term was significantly underemployed most of my life. (this from the very interesting neurobiologist/psychologist what finally said I was pretty ADD. Only found this out 5 years ago.
Plus? I can look back on a -very- interesting life and jobs, tried lots of stuff and I don't regret any of it. No looking back when I am old and wondering what I missed.
Downside? I iz po'. I may always BE po'.
Still, I may someday figure out what I want to be when I grow up.
....and oddly, there is the barest glimmering of that recently.
Don't grow up Beez. None of us should ever grow up.
I have nothing more to add!
Just booked our plane tickets for House on the Rock!! Happy Dance!
No horse for me (actually I was wondering if the pains in my left shoulder were not related to the many landings I took there while attempting to learn riding when a kid - useless lessons as the teacher was a useless drunkard)
Evidently I am the only one awake and/or around at the moment. Hello, empty air.
The insomniacal (Is it a word? It is now) joy continues apace: think I got all of half an hour of sleep last night. When do I start hallucinating? I feel fantastic. :P
Vampi, yes, you can freeze them after roasting. That's where most of mine end up.
Plans. I like to have them, but know that they change, sometimes drastically. I need to have something to work toward, or sometimes to work away from. Knowing what you don't want can be rather important.
Right now I don't want to do yoga or go to work, but the plan requires both.
Hi Fiends. Rhode Island is sooooooo dead and rainy. I love water and I love the rainy weather but it sure does make for a long day. How, I ask you, can a person (like Benjamin) not read?
wow. i didn't know what dressage was at all. i think i get an inkling ... your joy is shining through!
uisage!!! \o/ that's wonderful! best wishes to you and future Kid With Mom.
i was on a meandering path full of interesting things and adventures. as Beez put it, wandering from shiny thing to shiny thing. then i became a parent. and most days i feel like i'm now in a ditch, although it's got two beautiful saplings to contemplate while i'm stuck here.
Took a couple hours off this morning to prevent explosive decompression. May have been a mistake to come in at all...
Govt IT, email: You need to do thing X.
Me, email: I did X in January, and here's documentation that I did so and X is in compliance.
Govt IT, phone (they called me): We have no idea what you're talking about. The person told you that is out of town.
Me, phone: Well, all I can tell you is that I did X.
Now to do the thing due yesterday and the thing due August 19.
I was up at 4:30 dealing with a few around the other side of the world issues, but then went back to bed. Slept till 7:30, and have been busting my very nice ASS ever since.
I am taking this day ON!!!!!
Mistress, do you ever find LOGIC has little to do sometimes in your job? I have some seriously weird email exchanges some days...
Paths can meander, no problem there. They all do. Keeping following where they lead you is really the thing.
Logic? I'm a scientist working for the government. Logic, meet irresistable force and immovable object all rolled into one!
I guess I have a lot to ponder now, Phiala ...
I also went back to bed, then woke from a nightmare wherein Angelina Jolie shot me in the head. She was all leather-clad, and wearing a high-tech cloaking device. So I couldn't see her to dodge the bullet.
Where's the logic in that, I ask you? That's not a nice way to start the day.
Pondering is crucial.
I have always gone through life with no specific plan...just generally thinking, like others here, that it would all work out. But I've reached a certain age and have realized I do need a plan, a very specific plan to get me where I really want to go. This is difficult and there are frustrations...but reading Lorraine gives me energy to keep going back and trying harder...it's inspiring. It's also such a relief to read everyone else and know you all go through these things too and that it's not just me sitting all by my lonesome.
It's all good.
Dressage to veggie recipes. Thanks fiends!
Mm, sometimes it takes a while before one figures out where he or she wants to go ... one reason I'm not headed to a four-year Uni at this point, as we've discussed ...
Dude. This is why I've made a vague promise to myself to NEVER friend another of Jack's friends on Facebook. I don't want to chat about cheese fries or stabbing flies with a pen, really I don't. And I really, really don't want a message on my home page that says "Jane X: just sneezed." Come on ...
I have to confess that cheese fries sound really good right now. And that's even when I know I normally find cheese fries disappointing.
I do too! I always think "these are two wonderful things, they'll be even better together" only they aren't. One of the universe's cruel tricks I suppose.
I'm in the "no-plan camp" too and I don't think I'm any the worse for it. I do know that now that I have a degree I'd love to use the bottom has dropped out of the market in the field, so now that I finally, in my 30s have somewhere specific I want to go, I can't.
But, it is wonderful to read about everyone else who is not stuck and finding their floaty magic!
i've had strange email exchanges also. for example yesterday it was: client - "Please confirm you have completed assignment X." me - "That is not an assignment I've received." client - "That's the assignment I meant to send you last week." me (to self) - "The assignment...?"
i feel like some tenuous life plan would be good at this point. i also have an intense awareness that the time i have left to me is not unlimited. i feel the need to be selective about how i spend my time. i have half-finished needlepoint projects that have gathered dust for years, but i've realized i'd rather spend time studying guitar again. and what can i do? i'm not going to be a modern dancer again, i very seriously doubt that's possible, tho' it was once the centre of my creative life. i can be a dedicated yogini, and that uses a lot of body awareness i learned as a dancer, i love it, and it's really good for me.
ramble ramble. i am utterly slammed with work. tried to take a break playing Guitar Hero but it's just put me on the verge of a headache. so hi all! and back to the 'puter i go, with a "hi ho, hi ho..."
Yay! to Uisge. Perpare for a growth-inducing experience!
Dressage= Lippanzer Stallions, yes? Though when I look at the internets, they appear to be more a thing of their own....
Love the floaty magic (both feline FIT.) Looking forward to finding the next magic bit in my life, now that the young adults are launched, and orbiting.
making stuffs.
Yet again I forget to tick. Tick.
Wow. Lots of catching up to do.
Congratulatios, Uisge, and unknown-as-yet-child :-)
Plans - I didn't really have one, I kind of drifted. Like Jess, I thought things would kind of work itself out, and mostly it did (I think Jess said it better, though)
I sometimes wonder what it would've been like if I *had* had a plan.
ON the subject of cheese fries...some of absolutely horrid, some are wonderful wonderful things. It all depends on the cheese. They absolutely under no circumstances can have anything that is a 'cheese food product'. And usually a mix of cheeses is best...cheddar, asagio, jack...etc.
As to the baby news I missed, congrats!
I think they're similar (Spanish Riding School & Dressage)
the Lipizzaners is based originally on movements taught to cavalry horses, I believe.
Speaking of which, has anyone else read Mary Stewart's 'Airs above the ground'?
I've read it, Marjorie, but not for many years. I like Mary Stewart a lot as a relaxing read.
Today has not become any less useless. I've accomplished nothing, not even the things due today or last week.
I know what you mean, Na. There are so many things I'd like to do. And so many things I'd like to become really good at. I've read some articles about deliberate practice, but they all seem to ignore the possibility of wanting to do more than one thing well. My career path requires so much homework. Lately it feels like, if I am to have any chance of becoming really good at it, I'd have to devote all my time to it. Read little to nothing else, do little to nothing else. But I also want to become a really good knitter, and a really good spinner, and know at least one language besides my own fluently, and....
Sigh.
Linda, I completely agree with you. My job could be all-consuming (and should be, if I want to actually be successful), but there are other things in my life.
I've resigned myself to being moderately good at many things, rather than drop some of them to become stellar at one.
At least I've now done the thing due today. Time to tackle the thing due last Thursday... (half-done peer review).
Got you Fiends going on cheese fries ... and as I'm not keen on cheeses in general, I can't much like them. But that is still not why I don't like talking about them - it's more the frivolous randomness coming from a 13-year-old.
I always liked the idea of drifting but live with more of a thought along the lines of, "What happens happens, and it's probably good to take at least small steps to prepare." Hey, that's what Math 1200 is for this fall!
i hear ya' Sock, Phiala. i could do more with this here career of mine if, if, if. but there are other things that i need to do, and even more i want to do.
what i yearn for most lately is a month or so to contemplate it all and find a focus.
regarding cheese fries, the most successful ones i've found are the cheddar fries at Islands. mmmm.
and now my work is doing the Hydra thing. i sent off one completed assignment, and moments later rec'd two new ones from another direction. eeep.
but break time first. taking monsters to the library.
what i yearn for most lately is a month or so to contemplate it all and find a focus.
Yes!!!
Loved Airs Above the Ground years ago and had completely forgotten it. Good escape reading, for sure.
Household has gone from 8 people on Monday, to two of us today. Really want to read a good escapist book, but have to go to a Board meeting tonight. Hopes for tomorrow, which has the virtue of four (!) patient cancellations. that'll teach me to take a week off, that will.
Zumba was kind of Zumba-lite tonight. If I can move, it wasn't a workout. I shall now be grumpy about this and clean my house.
Then, filled with joy, I shall take the bengals walking.
All right! Takin' the bengals for a drag. There's your workout right there.
Phiala - it's nice to have dreams, right?
i lucked out, found Moore's You Suck: A Love Story at the liberry. 'cause i've all this extra time lying around so's i can read. hrrm. well, i get at least three weeks to attempt to read it...
Update on Rory-kitteh. She's eating 5 small meals a day, her blood sugar is normalizing, water intake has dropped hugely (this is a GOOD sign), fur isn't falling out like it was and she has put on 2 lbs.!
Also, for a geriatric (13 y.o. or more) she is fast.
She's doing exactly what Tys did Beez - except Tys had to lose some weight. Isn't it amazing how the become so much more kittenish? Well done.
I can't exactly comment on the horse post, because I know nothing about horses and dressage, besides the fact that horses are pretty. I'm glad you're happy and zen.
As to the cheese fries discussion, I'm a cheese fries snob. I do not like chili cheese fries. I do not like cheese fries with melted shredded cheese. I like cheese fries with the scary tubs of industrial cheese goo poured over them.
Also, I just sent out two letters to fiend pals.
Taking Bengals for a walk is more acrobatic than anything else. They tend to go on different paths, which often cross each other.
Ok, wait for it. I just did a comment that is turning into an entire blog. Am I awake or WHAT?? Which is odd because I have to tea this morning.
Back in a sec!
OK! New post is UP!
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