I hear you say.
“We wanted this ren fair pictures!” you cry. I am, of course, flattered that you are eagerly awaiting those.
But where have I been? What have I been doing?
Well, work has been a pain. Trainees abound, me working 6 days/40+ hours, and all of that. I have been bushed.
So, pictures will be put up after the weekend. The reasoning is two fold. First, I am not too keen on the shots I got. Secondly, we are actually going again this weekend! It is the last weekend of the year, Divo is joining us, and since we don’t have kiddos running about us, we can get proper shots. *fanfair*
But! BUT! The major reason why I have been absent is this:
Spark of Life: Hidden Within the Pages Book 1
A book! My book! My biggest dream has been achieved. I have a physical copy of the book on my kitchen table.
I worked on printing this for a week’s time, setting it up on Amazon to reach people. I feel so naked doing this. This is the most exposed I have ever felt. Only two people, besides myself, have read this thing but now ANYONE can read it.
I have been on cloud nine for a week now. Only a handful of people have begun reading this but I haven’t tried advertising yet. I don’t care, though! My stuff is out of my mind and into the world.
I am so freakin nervous.
My vacation photos. Yeah, I’m THAT person. Semi-educational stuff goin’ on in these pictures, which will be posted beneath a cut for those who either don’t wanna look at what I did weeks ago or need to ready their phones for the incoming barrage of media. Either way, pictures! I do apologize for the low quality of the indoor shots at the museum. We were using a different camera than normal and the majority of the shots came out so freakin’ blurry.
Our computer, the one that bit the dust, has risen from the dead!
Grendal decided on a whim to switch to our old video card and the machine booted up. Went through a whole to do in safe mode, found ALL of our stuff and ran a malware and virus scan. It’s running a little slow but the machine is “old”. Now we can take our time and save up for a newer machine.
And when I say we found all of our stuff, I mean all of what we thought was lost. Those anniversary pictures that I thought were gone forever?? They are still there. I will probably have a few choice shots posted later today.
This also guarantees renfair shots right away!
The time for so many things!
In about a week Grendal and I are taking my nieces for their, and our, yearly renfair outing! My oldest niece is reusing a Halloween costume due to the fact that we are going during the fair’s ‘Steampunk Invasion”. She’ll fit right in. My youngest niece is still not sure on what she will be, but seems to be leaning towards a woodland archer. Grendal and I are doing Viking and Scottish costumes, and still have to fine tune things. Either way it’s going to be fun. We get the kids the night before and I will show them either Dark Crystal or Labyrinth for the first time. Y’know, to set the fantasy mood for the next day.
The trip looks like it might begin to take on a new reason as well. My oldest niece has been having some issues. The younger one too but the eldest had begun some self harm and has some bouts of depression, to the point where she yelled at her mother claiming that I was her birth mother and she was only raising her(not true). Honestly, it isn’t too surprising that she has these issues. I suffer from depression as does my mother and my brother-in-law placed himself in the psych ward at a hospital so he could get help with his bipolar issues(I honestly don’t know the extent and it isn’t something I want to bring up). So, I feel like this moment can be the time that I can reassure my niece and tell her that I know the pain and problems. She and I are more alike than anyone thought was going to happen. If one could have nieces act more like their own children, then that is what’s happening. Even the youngest has some of my tendencies.
On to lighter things!
The seasons are close to changing. I am hearing cicadas, the weather is slowly getting less humid, and the mornings are darker. While we weren’t able to do as much as we wanted to the house this year, we have fine tuned our plans and ideas. We are crossing our fingers that our tax return is better than last year, giving us the ability to get our deck made and Grendal’s forge going.
I may have said it before but fall through early spring I feel more alive and active. Grendal and the dogs are the same. We can’t wait for chilly evenings and I want to see if our property’s lone tree changes color.
I am also crossing ky fingers that I can scrounge up a little extra money to dress my altar up for the fall season. Apples for Idunn and something to celebrate the harvest season, especially now that Grendal has more of a connection with that aspect of fall. I know we will be decorating for Halloween, so I need to sit down and.figure something out for Hel. I haven’t worked with her but I want to do something for her and, in a small way, Baldr. I don’t know if people do that, but it seems to be fitting for some reason. No one has corrected me yet.
Sorry for the lack of posts. Not much has been going on but I have some ideas rolling around.
Grendal and I celebrated our 2 year wedding anniversary a few weeks ago. We even had some awesome pictures of what we did.
Key word, had. Our computer decided to bite the dust and everything on our desktop is gone. I hadn’t moved our pictures to our external hard drive yet. So only a verbal recap will occur.
Don’t worry, though. On the 8th of August Grendal and I are taking my nieces to the Ren Fair again. There will be pictures.
Now I just need a computer to load them on.
Because I hear you.
I have never had an issue with Loki. I acknowledge him, love his followers, and have placed drinks on the altar for both Loki and Odin. There had been no communication between myself and Loki.
Emphasis on had.
A few weeks ago I had this tug/sensation of a want for one of Grendal’s oatmeal cake cookies. So I grabbed one and placed it on the altar as an offering. It took a few days before I gave the reason to Grendal and he was interested in the reason.
One day I heard a whistling and a laugh and thought it had been Grendal in another part of the house, though it had come from the direction of the altar. It wasn’t Grendal and I was a little weirded out.
Over the next few days to weeks there would be strange little things occurring. Little things that leaned towards Loki’s presence in my life. The strangest one was playing Destiny, an FPS game by the makers of the Halo series(for those who don’t know the game). Grendal and I were camping out in an area waiting for a specific enemy when two other players showed up. One with the name Loki or RedLoki, something like that. This player followed me around for a good 10 minutes, jumping how I jumped, running after me, helping me take down a few enemies, and dancing around me. It weirded me out because of the person’s persistence. Grendal watched this and tried to get their attention away from me but it didn’t work. Eventually we left but it stuck with me.
It culminated when Grendal and I went to the Field museum in Chicago to see their temporary Viking exhibit. In the middle of the display of blacksmithing was a stone item with Loki’s face chiseled into it. It struck a chord with me that I wasn’t expecting.
I hear you, Loki. I promise I’ll pay attention.
I have never had a clear connection with deities or beings of that nature. Sure, I get faint tugs and faint impressions every now and again but nothing that screams “Hey, deity x wants this”.
Until last night. Now it took me nearly all day to figure it out but when it hit me, it hit me like a ton of bricks.
I had a dream that included Timothy Omundson. Now it didn’t seem too strange particularly because we have been watching Psych for the past month or so. What was weird, though, was it was bearded Timothy and older than his Psych persona.
Now why it was strange, besides the obvious, was the fact that I made a mental note that the way he looks was how I envisioned Odin would be if he appeared today. Or, y’know, if I had control over casting choices of American Gods.
I mean look at that! Mr. Wednesday. Hello!
Back on track. In the dream Timothy was in the house looking around. Getting ready for something. Then he was leaving, telling me he would be back soon/later. I was excited and tried to distract myself in the dream. I remember getting annoyed with people because I was waiting for Him to return.
That was pretty much it.
Wonder what the heck is going to happen.