Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!
Buster is rapidly turning into one of my favourite cats. He is affectionate, vocal without being a pain, coexisting well with Margot (she’s still not a big fan, but has started rimming him while he eats, so that’s something), athletic, a good sport about being stuck in the house while his most recent set of contusions heals, a non finicky eater and A LAP CAT. He helped me with my most recent homily, huzzah.
I should count them up, although I think one of them has gone missing. Edited later: There are actually 21 but I can’t find the text for Garbage Day. Drat. I thought mOm sent it to me.
This morning’s homily, enlivened by 4 newcomers and Alex and Katie (Alex smiling and babbling in a simply enchanting way) went very well. You can find it here. It was so cute watching Rob W in his Viking hat, being the uncleybear.
In particular, people liked the comment about the draft horse, and they loved the children’s story (different to what you’ll see, but Marilyn did a superb job of cutting it down without cutting it out AND she got participation from the chillums.)
I am going to take the rest of the day off (except for the usual snacks and laundry and whatnot) and fling myself at the novel again starting tomorrow morning.
I know, most of the world doesn’t care…. anyway, I have put aside a couple of kids books for him, being Koko’s Kitten and The Pokey Little Puppy, seeing as how they are family favourites. Katie’s going to come some time this morning and we’re going to go for a walk, since I need to mail Tammy’s sweater back to her.
Keith dropped by yesterday and we fed him crudites with crockpot pork chomps and onyums.
I found my will and my burial arrangements yesterday! I cleaned out the living room, and candidly that is not where I expected to find them. However they are now back in my room where they belong.
We tried to watch Fleming, the 4 part miniseries, but it was goshawful, so we stopped. We’re enjoying Salamander, which is Belgian and very suspenseful, and I love love love Filip Peeters, who is about as cute as middle aged men get and has one of the most startlingly asymmetrical faces I’ve seen east of Picasso. Also, Mike Verdrengh would be perfect as Jordan de Riberac.
I made pancakes for breakfast. It’s been ages since I did that.
I’d like to wish everyone who reads my blog a very happy New Year full of fun, food, family, and frolic, also paid employment and worthy activities as and when required.
I make no resolutions, but I’m going to do a couple of homilies and finish a couple of books -writing, not reading- this year. I’m also hoping to do some sewing and dejunking. We’ll see.