Frightful. 27°F, falling wet snow, muddy slush on ground
Currently on my Kindle:
World War Z, An Oral History of the Zombie War by Max Brooks
Currently on my iPod (music):
Songs of Joy & Peace by Yo-Yo Ma
On my home planet, we call this…
…a “tape dispenser.” Apparently the Galactic Translator widget for WordPress was on the blink yesterday and for some Earthlings, certain syllables got translated as “stapler.” I think the hamsters of Taurus 3 have upgraded all the necessary software, so now, once again, the word “stapler” ought to read as “tape dispenser.”
No one ever said that blogging on an alien planet would be easy. I mean. Getting Photoshop to work on my spaceship terminal is just a pain in the tentacle.
The Box of Big, Part Two
You all recall the Big Box which came in the post, a box which I am not allowed to see, feel, shake, rattle, nor roll, as it is Part One of Three of my gift from Nicholas:
I asked for guesses of what could be in it. The most popular guess was loom, followed by I Don’t Know But I Want It, and an elliptical.
It was the reply from Lynn, however, that made me stop and tap my appendages on the nearest gravitational surface.
The Box: None of my doing. Nope, none at all. I had absolutely zippo to do with it. (You’re not convinced, are you?)
Hm. I’m not sure if I am convinced or not. Nicholas has been known to conspire on special gifts in the past. He loves, absolutely LOVES, having a secret. And he loves surprising me, and has done so in the past…such as last Christmas, actually. Hm.
OK, let’s vote:
There is a distinct lack of crafting here
I’m stuck. I don’t know why, really, but I am. I have a Secret Thingie to knit for someone, and the handwoven fabric to stitch, and spinning to do, and gift batts to make, and of course, the ever-present Sock To Knit…and I’m just stuck. I’m doing my writing. I walked the dog. I keep the woodstove fire going (who knew that was actual WORK?). I did the online shopping and the gift-sending.
But I’m not knitting, and I’m not crafting, and I’m certainly not baking or decorating, as I want to be.
It’s one of those situations where you wonder what is REALLY going on with yourself. What is it that is blocking me from doing things I enjoy? Yep, I have an ear infection; yep, I’m achy; yep, it’s cold. But heck, those aren’t exactly show-stoppers.
I get in these moods, where I am restless and can’t seem to settle into the state of mind required to craft, or bake, or whatever. It’s as though my mind is off doing something without me. Yeah. That’s it. It’s not as though I want a nap, or I feel foggy, or anything like that.
My mind is on a wander in some other landscape. My mind is working, but it forgot to leave a note to tell me where it was going and when it would be back.
Interesting. There’s also a sense of waiting, a sense of sifting through…sort of like you feel when you have dumped out all the puzzle pieces onto the table, and you’re going through them, turning them right-side up, sorting by colour, searching for the edge and corner pieces…but you don’t have the photo of the finished puzzle, so you don’t know what the whole picture looks like. You know what the colour scheme is, you know some of the elements (oh, look! a bicycle!), but you aren’t even sure of the scale, the perspective, the size of the final view yet.
That’s what it’s like. My mind is literally puzzling something out…wonder what?
Something bigger than that box, methinks.
Today’s Random Good
I would like to point out that the run took place last weekend in below-freezing temperatures. There are Santa Speedo runs for charity in Boston, Miami, and other cities as well.