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Today is the day
Dec. 14th, 2004 03:58 pmToday I complete my LotR:EE trilogy collection.
It's the end of an era.
It's the end of an era.
Tolkienish stuff
Sep. 4th, 2003 01:11 pmI had such a great time last night--first time ever to watch LotR with people who are as fanatic as I am. Four of them, to be exact. It makes me regret even more that I don't know any people such as that where I live. Why do I have to travel hundreds of miles to have a good Tolkien type of time?
Ah well. It was a good Tolkien type of time. We watched The Two Towers and...wow. I liked some things better and some things less but in general I was just amazed at the sheer epicness of it all. (Also hopelessness. Hopeless Epics are wonderful.)
I also realized that I like Miranda Otto's Eowyn even more then I thought I did, and I thought I liked her almost as much as was possible. Her facial expressions, her voice, the way she moved; they were all perfectly Eowyn-ish. Bravo, Miranda, and it's good you did it right or else many of us sort of fanatic Eowyn fans would have made the rest of your life miserable.
Ah well. It was a good Tolkien type of time. We watched The Two Towers and...wow. I liked some things better and some things less but in general I was just amazed at the sheer epicness of it all. (Also hopelessness. Hopeless Epics are wonderful.)
I also realized that I like Miranda Otto's Eowyn even more then I thought I did, and I thought I liked her almost as much as was possible. Her facial expressions, her voice, the way she moved; they were all perfectly Eowyn-ish. Bravo, Miranda, and it's good you did it right or else many of us sort of fanatic Eowyn fans would have made the rest of your life miserable.
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Jun. 19th, 2003 04:49 pm6/3
I saw a pantomime today called "Double Faces." Um. It was...interesting. But pantomimes always leave me going, "What the heck?!
In more important news: my mom's ok. Thank you, God!! She's recovering from surgery and will be fine. Wheee! I don't know what to do with myself with all this worry off my mine. =)
I still have too much to do, though. So much, that I end up doing the things like reading and writing emails that really honestly could wait. Oh well--it's my life?
6/9
Ever realize, quite suddenly, that as you sit here doing whatever you're doing, that all your friends and acquaintances all over the world are also alive and breathing and doing things too? That they don't just exist when you're around them, or hearing from them via email or phone call or IM? Sometimes I can barely believe that as I live my life separated by such far distances from them, the hundreds of people that I know are also living their lives; eating and sleeping and talking as I do, separated from me just as I am from them.
...It's kind of freaky, when you think about it.
6/11
Nothing very interesting is happening. I have too much to do, but I'm bored. My oldest friend is coming this weekend, along with like, twenty other people, someone's getting married to the person I've secretly named The Hobbit Guy, Grandma's being a brat, and I found my perfect shirts (!) and above all, I have too much to do.
Argh.
Where did my life go? Or rather, what kind of a life did I have before this?
I feel random and confusing and sort of eccentric. And very much the enigma. And I apparently pulled a muscle in my abdomen and it HURTS.
6/17
I missed Father's Day *compeletly*. heh heh. (Accidental? I wonder...) It was ok, though, since everyone else seemed to have forgotten also. We'll have to do something nice for him at some later and unexpected date. =)
I have a new word: gawped. It's like a cross between gape and gawk, and I honestly saw it in a book. This doesn't mean it is necessarily a *real* word, since it was a Pratchett book. But I really like it. Miriam W. was definitely gawping at me during church....again. I felt like gawping right back.
My old friend Seh (not-her-real-name...well, kind-of-her-real-name) was here this weekend. I hadn't seen her in honestly ages (a year). We had fun and watched Fellowship of the Ring and made lunch and I am so TOTALLY in awe of people who can draw! After we watched the movie (her first time ever seeing it), she sat down and produced an accurate, if rather comic, sketch of Merry, complete with apple in hand. In like, two minutes. I should frame it or "find something else useful to do."
Seh brought me a stuffed Chihuahua, too. With a collar that says Pippi and a gold hoop earring. This is definitely one of those annoying Inside Jokes. **hugs it** Lol, she also brought me a huge orange Beware Of Dog sign.
6/19
Yay. Had eye Dr. appointment today--eyes are great, no disease, and they haven't gotten worse! The left is even slightly less nearsighted. ; ) Ordered new contacts, new glasses (as if I'll be wearing them)...also bought a new watch, but not at the Drs. =) It's too big, of course, but nothing fits on my wrists.
AND I HATE THIS KEYBOARD. It's too Big. And Clunky. I keep Hitting The Wrong Keys.
Argh.
I saw a pantomime today called "Double Faces." Um. It was...interesting. But pantomimes always leave me going, "What the heck?!
In more important news: my mom's ok. Thank you, God!! She's recovering from surgery and will be fine. Wheee! I don't know what to do with myself with all this worry off my mine. =)
I still have too much to do, though. So much, that I end up doing the things like reading and writing emails that really honestly could wait. Oh well--it's my life?
6/9
Ever realize, quite suddenly, that as you sit here doing whatever you're doing, that all your friends and acquaintances all over the world are also alive and breathing and doing things too? That they don't just exist when you're around them, or hearing from them via email or phone call or IM? Sometimes I can barely believe that as I live my life separated by such far distances from them, the hundreds of people that I know are also living their lives; eating and sleeping and talking as I do, separated from me just as I am from them.
...It's kind of freaky, when you think about it.
6/11
Nothing very interesting is happening. I have too much to do, but I'm bored. My oldest friend is coming this weekend, along with like, twenty other people, someone's getting married to the person I've secretly named The Hobbit Guy, Grandma's being a brat, and I found my perfect shirts (!) and above all, I have too much to do.
Argh.
Where did my life go? Or rather, what kind of a life did I have before this?
I feel random and confusing and sort of eccentric. And very much the enigma. And I apparently pulled a muscle in my abdomen and it HURTS.
6/17
I missed Father's Day *compeletly*. heh heh. (Accidental? I wonder...) It was ok, though, since everyone else seemed to have forgotten also. We'll have to do something nice for him at some later and unexpected date. =)
I have a new word: gawped. It's like a cross between gape and gawk, and I honestly saw it in a book. This doesn't mean it is necessarily a *real* word, since it was a Pratchett book. But I really like it. Miriam W. was definitely gawping at me during church....again. I felt like gawping right back.
My old friend Seh (not-her-real-name...well, kind-of-her-real-name) was here this weekend. I hadn't seen her in honestly ages (a year). We had fun and watched Fellowship of the Ring and made lunch and I am so TOTALLY in awe of people who can draw! After we watched the movie (her first time ever seeing it), she sat down and produced an accurate, if rather comic, sketch of Merry, complete with apple in hand. In like, two minutes. I should frame it or "find something else useful to do."
Seh brought me a stuffed Chihuahua, too. With a collar that says Pippi and a gold hoop earring. This is definitely one of those annoying Inside Jokes. **hugs it** Lol, she also brought me a huge orange Beware Of Dog sign.
6/19
Yay. Had eye Dr. appointment today--eyes are great, no disease, and they haven't gotten worse! The left is even slightly less nearsighted. ; ) Ordered new contacts, new glasses (as if I'll be wearing them)...also bought a new watch, but not at the Drs. =) It's too big, of course, but nothing fits on my wrists.
AND I HATE THIS KEYBOARD. It's too Big. And Clunky. I keep Hitting The Wrong Keys.
Argh.
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Apr. 22nd, 2003 02:17 pm4/4
For the first time I was in a library that was not Quiet. This time it was not only not quiet, it was downright Noisy. They had a crew of guys up on the roof, re-tar-and-graveling it, which apparently involves making noises that sound like jets taking off right over you. I kept expecting to see bits of plaster floating down from the ceiling.
4/5
Ah-hahahahaha. **stifles laughter** Wheeeeeeeeee. Now I seem to be on a roll with tormenting telemarketers. I can't really tell the lastest story, since it's something that just has to be done in person. But it was a person selling security systems, and I told her all about our huge, ferorcious rottweiler. Who's name is Bob and is very nice but he'll rip your arm off if I tell him to.
Bwaha. Such a contrast to our real dog, a sweet-though-wolflike creature.
Now I'm going to go to bed and read Crime and Punishment. Seeing as I've been meaning to read it for ages and just recently a number of my friends-and-aquantences have been reading it, I might as well too.
4/7
Sunday I sat directly behind a hobbit. I swear! He looked like Elijah Wood with brown eyes. Same short height, thick neck, fine features, curly mop of Frodo-hair. It was uncany. And his father was wearing a large ring that looks suspiciously like the One.
Unfortunantly I sat directly in front of someone who pays a little too much attention to me. I dislike sitting in front of him because I'm rather afraid I get more of his attention then the program (And it's always annoying to think someone's staring at your back!). Nevertheless, it wasn't exactly a relief when he went to sleep halfway through and started snoring. **stiffled laughter**
Had various conversations about Fibonacci (yeah, guess who), parallel parking, and other stuff. Oh, and Rebecah totally made my day by informing me that she saw the Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers and she *liked* them!! Last time the subject had been brought up, she was still saying, "ooo, I would NEVER like that!" Bwaha. This is now the third person in church (besides me) who admits to not thinking they're eeeeeevil. Yay. I'm making gains at educating them, no?
In other news, Arby's has changed my beloved Roast Beef sandwich. Argh. Why?? I love those things, fast food or no. Hopefully it's a temporary thing.
4/8
Busy times. Tomorrow night is a birthday party, Friday I have to clean in preparation for guests, who are rather convieniently coming right after I leave for the weekend and leave right before I come back. Hm, I wonder if that was intentional? Anyway, then Saturday morning at an ungodly hour I start out for Calico Rock Arkansas with a group of un-kindred spirited girls for a choir concert. Then the actual good part, I get to come home and be with my bestest friend. In the meantime, I'm preocupied with fulfilling some resolutions I made to myself, dealing with personal emotions, and praying for the above mentioned friend who amazingly seems to share the SAME emotions at the same time. **twinship**
4/11
I should be packing, but I'm not. Instead I'm finishing listening to Andrea Bocelli's Romanza, before I go take a shower and fall into bed. Oh. Except that before falling into bed, I have to finish packing. AND set the VCR to tape a movie that's on tomorrow night (since the rest of my family is tech-i-ly inept).
Argh.
And I don't even *want* to go on this trip. The singing is fun, really it is. But the company...argh! Those silly, empty headed juvaniles.
But--**reminds self**--I'm trying to have a good attitude about it.
AND I get to see a certain someone Sunday night! **bounces**
Btw, this afternoon I was pretty worried about something, and so I spent some time praying. And I felt God pour on my his perfect peace, and I'm just so awed and thankful. He is so much loving then I deserve. I'm so glad my life, my world, my family is in His hands.
4/20
I have been very lazy and not written anything here for a long time. That means that this will doubtless be very random, as so much is currently stored in my brain.
To All Who Had Been Wondering: Sorry to disappoint, but I didn't like Crime and Punishment very much. It was an interesting psycological novel, but very depressing. Plus--why can't all great writers have the good sense to write in English? I hate translations--I want to know that the author chose these particular words for a reason.
Arkansas was not as bad as expected, Sunday night and Monday were tremendous, and apparently I pretended rather well that I was an adoring mother with the protection of a burly JMM as Joseph. (No, that's not John Michael Montgomery. Heehee) At least, we got a lot of comments after the Easter program that we looked like a great couple, and I was told I looked very serene. Ha. I was just praying that Brooke (yes, baby Jesus was a girl this year) wouldn't start crying.
As an aside, last night I made my dad laugh harder then I think he ever has. =D All because I talked to a telemarketer in the same accent she had herself! Apparently my own self and a southern belle accent (Ah say, yo-uh want'a sell me sihdin' for mah house?) seem incongruitus. ; )
For the first time I was in a library that was not Quiet. This time it was not only not quiet, it was downright Noisy. They had a crew of guys up on the roof, re-tar-and-graveling it, which apparently involves making noises that sound like jets taking off right over you. I kept expecting to see bits of plaster floating down from the ceiling.
4/5
Ah-hahahahaha. **stifles laughter** Wheeeeeeeeee. Now I seem to be on a roll with tormenting telemarketers. I can't really tell the lastest story, since it's something that just has to be done in person. But it was a person selling security systems, and I told her all about our huge, ferorcious rottweiler. Who's name is Bob and is very nice but he'll rip your arm off if I tell him to.
Bwaha. Such a contrast to our real dog, a sweet-though-wolflike creature.
Now I'm going to go to bed and read Crime and Punishment. Seeing as I've been meaning to read it for ages and just recently a number of my friends-and-aquantences have been reading it, I might as well too.
4/7
Sunday I sat directly behind a hobbit. I swear! He looked like Elijah Wood with brown eyes. Same short height, thick neck, fine features, curly mop of Frodo-hair. It was uncany. And his father was wearing a large ring that looks suspiciously like the One.
Unfortunantly I sat directly in front of someone who pays a little too much attention to me. I dislike sitting in front of him because I'm rather afraid I get more of his attention then the program (And it's always annoying to think someone's staring at your back!). Nevertheless, it wasn't exactly a relief when he went to sleep halfway through and started snoring. **stiffled laughter**
Had various conversations about Fibonacci (yeah, guess who), parallel parking, and other stuff. Oh, and Rebecah totally made my day by informing me that she saw the Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers and she *liked* them!! Last time the subject had been brought up, she was still saying, "ooo, I would NEVER like that!" Bwaha. This is now the third person in church (besides me) who admits to not thinking they're eeeeeevil. Yay. I'm making gains at educating them, no?
In other news, Arby's has changed my beloved Roast Beef sandwich. Argh. Why?? I love those things, fast food or no. Hopefully it's a temporary thing.
4/8
Busy times. Tomorrow night is a birthday party, Friday I have to clean in preparation for guests, who are rather convieniently coming right after I leave for the weekend and leave right before I come back. Hm, I wonder if that was intentional? Anyway, then Saturday morning at an ungodly hour I start out for Calico Rock Arkansas with a group of un-kindred spirited girls for a choir concert. Then the actual good part, I get to come home and be with my bestest friend. In the meantime, I'm preocupied with fulfilling some resolutions I made to myself, dealing with personal emotions, and praying for the above mentioned friend who amazingly seems to share the SAME emotions at the same time. **twinship**
4/11
I should be packing, but I'm not. Instead I'm finishing listening to Andrea Bocelli's Romanza, before I go take a shower and fall into bed. Oh. Except that before falling into bed, I have to finish packing. AND set the VCR to tape a movie that's on tomorrow night (since the rest of my family is tech-i-ly inept).
Argh.
And I don't even *want* to go on this trip. The singing is fun, really it is. But the company...argh! Those silly, empty headed juvaniles.
But--**reminds self**--I'm trying to have a good attitude about it.
AND I get to see a certain someone Sunday night! **bounces**
Btw, this afternoon I was pretty worried about something, and so I spent some time praying. And I felt God pour on my his perfect peace, and I'm just so awed and thankful. He is so much loving then I deserve. I'm so glad my life, my world, my family is in His hands.
4/20
I have been very lazy and not written anything here for a long time. That means that this will doubtless be very random, as so much is currently stored in my brain.
To All Who Had Been Wondering: Sorry to disappoint, but I didn't like Crime and Punishment very much. It was an interesting psycological novel, but very depressing. Plus--why can't all great writers have the good sense to write in English? I hate translations--I want to know that the author chose these particular words for a reason.
Arkansas was not as bad as expected, Sunday night and Monday were tremendous, and apparently I pretended rather well that I was an adoring mother with the protection of a burly JMM as Joseph. (No, that's not John Michael Montgomery. Heehee) At least, we got a lot of comments after the Easter program that we looked like a great couple, and I was told I looked very serene. Ha. I was just praying that Brooke (yes, baby Jesus was a girl this year) wouldn't start crying.
As an aside, last night I made my dad laugh harder then I think he ever has. =D All because I talked to a telemarketer in the same accent she had herself! Apparently my own self and a southern belle accent (Ah say, yo-uh want'a sell me sihdin' for mah house?) seem incongruitus. ; )
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Jan. 21st, 2003 02:02 pm1/7
Most of you have probably seen this already, but for the few who may not have: go to http://www.petitiononline.com/jan32003/petition.html and SIGN!
Although honestly, I'm *not* worried about the Return of the King. I was kind of worried about The Two Towers, and it turned out wonderful in [almost] all aspects. PJ himself has said RotK is much closer to the book then TTT was....so I'm not worried.
But sign the petition anyway. For the sake of my sweet friends who made it and are worried. =)
Random diatribe: why is black now "out" according to my stupid local newspaper as a color of clothing? (Better yet, why is this newspaper so out of touch?) I love wearing black clothes. I counted recently and I have upwards of 20 black shirts hanging in the closet. (But don't think me frivolous, because through various circumstances I have bought only a few of them!) Black makes me feel older and confident and sophisticated. I have no need to feel slim or sexy, which reportedly black also accomplishes....the one I am and the other isn't my aim. ; ) Black goes with everything. Black is good for all occasions (unless you happen to be getting married.) Black is, best of all, classy.
BLACK WILL NEVER GO OUT OF STYLE!
So why doesn't my newspaper realize this?
1/8
**happiness**
I just experienced one of those random, beautiful moments of Joy.
I stood outside in the golden sunshine and I just laughed because I was happy.....for no reason other then the sun was warm and bright and cheerful.
Course, I do have a lot to be happy about today.
* I just got the perfect pair of shoes that I've been looking for forever!!
* It's 65 degrees and the middle of JANUARY
* I have a whole book of Arthurian myths to read.
* I think I may get to talk to my best friend soon. ; )
* Our microwave is coming back home soon!!!
* SUNSHINE. Love. Sunshine. It makes me happy. I get depressed and fearful and lonely when it's cloudy for too long.
* I just had a brilliant idea which I hope to put into action soon. =D
* And today I feel beautiful! Lol. Don't think I'm vain or anything, please, because most of the time I think I look awful. ; )
1/9
Lol. =D I found this stuck away in my stuff somewhere....my result of a pirate name and analysis quiz. It is SO me!
Black Mary Vane
Like anyone confronted with the harshness of robbery on the high seas, you can be pessimistic at times. You tend to blend into the background occaisionally, but that's okay, because it's much easier to sneak up on people and disembowel them that way. Arr!
1/10
I'm wearing a red Fiorlini shirt. I feel the need to say that because I just got it and I like it. A lot. (It's Italian!)
I worked today. I was expecting a bad day, but actually things were ok. This time I was mixing "Healthy Mix Green" which is, in my opinion, very nasty. =P It contains Odd Things. Like two different kinds of kelp....and bee pollen. Yeah.
But it earns me money, wot?
Oh, I just found out that the housekeeper for one of my bosses was injured in a car accident last week. She's a wonderful Spanish lady named Amalia, and she's a fantastic cook. I didn't realize at first when I heard about the wreck that she'd been in it. There are a lot of Amalia's around. ; ) Anyway, it's really awful. Her niece was killed in the same accident. It's weird how much more personal it seems now that I realized that I know someone in it.
1/12
I'm so very, very Pink today. I haven't worn pink in ages, really....but I got this really cute light pink sweater set, which I'm wearing now. I wore it to church this morning with a dark plum skirt. I feel very Pink and Rosy and Innocent. (Hah.) Hey, I even wore pearly pink eye shadow. =D Usually I stick to plain brown.
Well, household's in an uproar over the Grandparents Next Door; everyone is in varying states of confusion (them) and astonishment (us). It's all centering mainly around an errant Aunt and her not-so-subtle asking for [more] money. Praise be to God that my parents turned out ok and are in turn raising me and my brothers with some semblance of normalcy.
Er, not really normalcy. We are *so* not normal. But a good kind of abnormalicy.
1/13
I just finished reading a book of four short romance stories (Resolutions, with stories by Carol Cox, Peggy Darty, Yvonne Lehman, and Pamela Kaye Tracy). They were all perfectly clean, Christian, delightful, cute--one was even rather well written. But they were also totally unrealistic and deceptive (if you believe them). All but one had a couple meet, usually dislike each other at first glance, change their minds in a few days or hours, and fall in love and decide to marry in anywhere to a week to a month or two.
haHA.
It's too bad so many writers waste their talent by writing formulaic, unrealistic romance novels. That happens to also be more sellable then most other books. What's even worse is how much harder it is to write something not formulaic. =\
1/14
Shhhh. I have a secret to tell. ....I can be totally irrational.
I have a really active imagination. When considering possibilities, I almost always suspect the worst. Couple this with my bad habit about worrying about everything, and you get Irrational Fears. Lots of them.
I'm working on conquering or at least controlling this, but I'd so appreciate prayers from you all so much. I'm determined that fears of "what if" are not going to ruin the precious moments of my life. There will always be things to worry about, and I can't bear to spend my life that way. I'm trying to remember that my life, my family and friends lives, the whole WORLD is in God's hands, and what He wills will happen in His plan and for His glory, whether I worry about it or not.
I'm also working on enjoying my life day by day. So maybe later in my life something will happen to me or someone close to me. I'm not going to ruin the moments I have with fears. I'm going to treasure every golden minute!
Anyway, I'm dealing with one of these fears now. When I'm in a sane moment, I can see that my amount of worry is totally out of proportion....a 'normal' person would barely be concerned. But when I'm not being sane...yikes. I know I'm being irrational, but it all SEEMS so inevitable!!
Well, I'm not going to write any more about this now; it'd only worsen the problem. Now I'm going to go enjoy some more of those moments. =D
1/14 again
Huh. I just realized that according to my book list, for the last three years I've read about 100 books per year. At first the number seemed shamefully small, but that does figure to a about 2 a week. And I don't write on my list the books I read that I own...I only mark down ones from the church or public library. And often I don't write down ones I'm reading over again for the third or fourth time, lol.
1/21
I've just made a second email address that will be my 'internet address' to hopefully cut down on spam at my personal email account. It is eleneariel@hotmail.com. I'll be checking it infrequently, but if anyone needs to get ahold of me (and doesn't know my personal address) you can use this new one.
Also, I'm offering my services as a Quenya name translator if there's anyone who'd like to know what their name looks like in Tolkien's Elvish language! I'm working on compiling a list of translations of names, and it helps to have people that want a name done rather then just picking them out arbitrarily. Either leave a comment here (with an email address where I can get back to you) or email the above address with the name you'd like done, and a meaning if you know it.
I just read "The Concise Book of Lying" by Evelin Sullivan. It was....interesting. A whole book about lying and liars. And good chapter titles: my favorite was Generals, Greeks, and Other Liars. Lol. She's rather wrong in some of her thoughts, but it was interesting nonetheless.
Now I've got to go do all my other errands in town...make a trip to the bookstore...
Most of you have probably seen this already, but for the few who may not have: go to http://www.petitiononline.com/jan32003/petition.html and SIGN!
Although honestly, I'm *not* worried about the Return of the King. I was kind of worried about The Two Towers, and it turned out wonderful in [almost] all aspects. PJ himself has said RotK is much closer to the book then TTT was....so I'm not worried.
But sign the petition anyway. For the sake of my sweet friends who made it and are worried. =)
Random diatribe: why is black now "out" according to my stupid local newspaper as a color of clothing? (Better yet, why is this newspaper so out of touch?) I love wearing black clothes. I counted recently and I have upwards of 20 black shirts hanging in the closet. (But don't think me frivolous, because through various circumstances I have bought only a few of them!) Black makes me feel older and confident and sophisticated. I have no need to feel slim or sexy, which reportedly black also accomplishes....the one I am and the other isn't my aim. ; ) Black goes with everything. Black is good for all occasions (unless you happen to be getting married.) Black is, best of all, classy.
So why doesn't my newspaper realize this?
1/8
**happiness**
I just experienced one of those random, beautiful moments of Joy.
I stood outside in the golden sunshine and I just laughed because I was happy.....for no reason other then the sun was warm and bright and cheerful.
Course, I do have a lot to be happy about today.
* I just got the perfect pair of shoes that I've been looking for forever!!
* It's 65 degrees and the middle of JANUARY
* I have a whole book of Arthurian myths to read.
* I think I may get to talk to my best friend soon. ; )
* Our microwave is coming back home soon!!!
* SUNSHINE. Love. Sunshine. It makes me happy. I get depressed and fearful and lonely when it's cloudy for too long.
* I just had a brilliant idea which I hope to put into action soon. =D
* And today I feel beautiful! Lol. Don't think I'm vain or anything, please, because most of the time I think I look awful. ; )
1/9
Lol. =D I found this stuck away in my stuff somewhere....my result of a pirate name and analysis quiz. It is SO me!
1/10
I'm wearing a red Fiorlini shirt. I feel the need to say that because I just got it and I like it. A lot. (It's Italian!)
I worked today. I was expecting a bad day, but actually things were ok. This time I was mixing "Healthy Mix Green" which is, in my opinion, very nasty. =P It contains Odd Things. Like two different kinds of kelp....and bee pollen. Yeah.
But it earns me money, wot?
Oh, I just found out that the housekeeper for one of my bosses was injured in a car accident last week. She's a wonderful Spanish lady named Amalia, and she's a fantastic cook. I didn't realize at first when I heard about the wreck that she'd been in it. There are a lot of Amalia's around. ; ) Anyway, it's really awful. Her niece was killed in the same accident. It's weird how much more personal it seems now that I realized that I know someone in it.
1/12
I'm so very, very Pink today. I haven't worn pink in ages, really....but I got this really cute light pink sweater set, which I'm wearing now. I wore it to church this morning with a dark plum skirt. I feel very Pink and Rosy and Innocent. (Hah.) Hey, I even wore pearly pink eye shadow. =D Usually I stick to plain brown.
Well, household's in an uproar over the Grandparents Next Door; everyone is in varying states of confusion (them) and astonishment (us). It's all centering mainly around an errant Aunt and her not-so-subtle asking for [more] money. Praise be to God that my parents turned out ok and are in turn raising me and my brothers with some semblance of normalcy.
Er, not really normalcy. We are *so* not normal. But a good kind of abnormalicy.
1/13
I just finished reading a book of four short romance stories (Resolutions, with stories by Carol Cox, Peggy Darty, Yvonne Lehman, and Pamela Kaye Tracy). They were all perfectly clean, Christian, delightful, cute--one was even rather well written. But they were also totally unrealistic and deceptive (if you believe them). All but one had a couple meet, usually dislike each other at first glance, change their minds in a few days or hours, and fall in love and decide to marry in anywhere to a week to a month or two.
haHA.
It's too bad so many writers waste their talent by writing formulaic, unrealistic romance novels. That happens to also be more sellable then most other books. What's even worse is how much harder it is to write something not formulaic. =\
1/14
Shhhh. I have a secret to tell. ....I can be totally irrational.
I have a really active imagination. When considering possibilities, I almost always suspect the worst. Couple this with my bad habit about worrying about everything, and you get Irrational Fears. Lots of them.
I'm working on conquering or at least controlling this, but I'd so appreciate prayers from you all so much. I'm determined that fears of "what if" are not going to ruin the precious moments of my life. There will always be things to worry about, and I can't bear to spend my life that way. I'm trying to remember that my life, my family and friends lives, the whole WORLD is in God's hands, and what He wills will happen in His plan and for His glory, whether I worry about it or not.
I'm also working on enjoying my life day by day. So maybe later in my life something will happen to me or someone close to me. I'm not going to ruin the moments I have with fears. I'm going to treasure every golden minute!
Anyway, I'm dealing with one of these fears now. When I'm in a sane moment, I can see that my amount of worry is totally out of proportion....a 'normal' person would barely be concerned. But when I'm not being sane...yikes. I know I'm being irrational, but it all SEEMS so inevitable!!
Well, I'm not going to write any more about this now; it'd only worsen the problem. Now I'm going to go enjoy some more of those moments. =D
1/14 again
Huh. I just realized that according to my book list, for the last three years I've read about 100 books per year. At first the number seemed shamefully small, but that does figure to a about 2 a week. And I don't write on my list the books I read that I own...I only mark down ones from the church or public library. And often I don't write down ones I'm reading over again for the third or fourth time, lol.
1/21
I've just made a second email address that will be my 'internet address' to hopefully cut down on spam at my personal email account. It is eleneariel@hotmail.com. I'll be checking it infrequently, but if anyone needs to get ahold of me (and doesn't know my personal address) you can use this new one.
Also, I'm offering my services as a Quenya name translator if there's anyone who'd like to know what their name looks like in Tolkien's Elvish language! I'm working on compiling a list of translations of names, and it helps to have people that want a name done rather then just picking them out arbitrarily. Either leave a comment here (with an email address where I can get back to you) or email the above address with the name you'd like done, and a meaning if you know it.
I just read "The Concise Book of Lying" by Evelin Sullivan. It was....interesting. A whole book about lying and liars. And good chapter titles: my favorite was Generals, Greeks, and Other Liars. Lol. She's rather wrong in some of her thoughts, but it was interesting nonetheless.
Now I've got to go do all my other errands in town...make a trip to the bookstore...
(no subject)
Dec. 20th, 2002 03:10 pm12/13
Friday the 13th! My favorite day, lol. But there are only a few hours left in it, and nothing terrible has happened yet! =)
Christmas time's coming.....does anyone have the problem of finding out what their presents are ahead of time? Somehow--totally without meaning to--I often do. It's very annoying. ; )
I just feel like writing. And writing and writing and writing. About.....nothing. I honestly have nothing (interesting) to say......I wish I had an eventful life like like my *friends* but seriously, I can't see that anyone could be interested in this stuff. =D
I guess I need a topic, then. Hm. There are a lot of places I could go--my opinions on politics, attempted censorship of certain books by churchpeople....
Hey, wait. I've got a good one. Something that bugs me incredibly at the moment is how a large part of our church is acting--right now there is being built an outdoor stadium/campground where every year a four day country music festival will be held. This property happens to be right next to or quite close so the houses of a lot of people who go to my church. They are not happy about it.
So far this doesn't seem like a problem, right? I mean, who would want a big noisy concert in their backyard? (Well, I would, if it was Alan Jackson....) It's understandable.
But it's only four days a year, people. Please. Stop all these drastic measures! The main problem is that they are covering their displeasure in it being next door to them by turning it into a religious thing. They are writing letters to all the papers, the organizers, the city council, saying that this festival will bring all the filth and nastiness and bad people right into their community. They say, and I quote, "you know what all those people who go to country concerts do! All they do is drink, drink, drink! And run around naked!"
Regardless of your feelings for country music as a genre or secular music at all, let me tell you---I've been to more then a few country and bluegrass festivals, and I've never seen a naked person! Believe me, if I had I wouldn't have forgotten it. ; ) And the only drunk one I saw was quickly escorted away by the police. I've seen more wildness, drunkeness, and streakers at football games--a passion with most of the church.
Methinks I see a double standard here.
Now the other thing that bothers me are the terrible uncharitable things my fellow churchpeople are doing to try to stop this. One man wrote a horribly nasty letter to the city council, saying that he would hold them responsible when his wife and children were killed by drunk drivers from this festival. He also has been saying that he'll pick up any dead animals from other church people's farms to dump at the edge of his land just by the festival stage to drive away the people with the stink. I call that un-Christian.
Argh. I'm a pretty frugal person; I don't spend much money on entertainment normally. But I'm almost to the point where I am ready to buy a ticket--expensive as they are--to this thing in protest! And they *are* booking a lot of my favorite country artists (yes, I like country. Some of it. This does not mean I'm a low class hick, thank you. I also like opera. Classical. Yes, Savetheolives, even your 'meaty' Brahms!)
And it's giving a horrible reputation to my church denomination, too. =P I will be so embarressed if they picket the place like they've talked about! I wonder if I could picket them? =)
12/16
OH MY GOSH it's the middle of December; there is no way the weather should be this nice! It's 10:00 in the morning and I just walked outside with short sleeves and no shoes--it's almost 60 degrees. Blue skies, sunshine....no wonder I'm so happy this morning. And I just gave my big fluffy yellow dog (who finally outgrew the 'haircut' the boys gave her) a hug. Ahhhhh. Life is good.
I even opened my bedroom windows. Gentle breezes are wafting in, carring the sound of bird songs with them....Spring time, anyone?
Ok, now I'm depressed. It's months til spring. =P
Hm, in a lot of ways this feels like a winter day in south Florida, where I spent six years of my life. Except there it would still be GREEN instead of these hidious bare oak trees everywhere. And we might be heading off to the beach or the gardens or something. And I'd actually have *friends* who lived nearby to do stuff with, too--
**sigh** Nevermind. Oklahoma's all right, really.
Well, last night was our Really Horrible Church Christmas Play. Which actually went better then I was expecting (but not much). Blessings on all the people who actually sat through it (may they never have to repeat the experience!)
If I ever have the misfortune to be elected to the Christmas program committee, there will be serious discussion of a service consisting of singing the beautiful carols which we don't sing nearly often enough, and beautiful Christmas readings done by people who can actually read.
heh heh.
I am *so* way too cultured for this place, sorry. =)
12/17
I WILL NEVER DRINK HERBAL TEA AGAIN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!
I just spent another day making nasty moon dust herbal tea for a local herb company. Gack. It looks awful, it smells awful, and it's so dusty that it gets all in my lungs and broncial tubes and makes me wheeze. Even though I wore a mask all day. Ick. This is one job I'd turn down....if it didn't pay so darned well. Ok, I admit it, I do like money. Uh huh.
So, anyway.
Tomorrow's the opening day for The Two Towers. I wish I was going to see it! I'm still not quite sure when I'll get to it--tomorrow I have to work again, other activities take up the rest of the week....probably it'll be next week sometime. =\ Mom still hasn't decided if she wants to come with me or not. She's kind of curious, but honestly she hated FotR and this won't be any 'better'. =) I keep telling her to go shoping for 3 hours instead, to which I get the answer, "Shop, for three hours, in PRYOR?!" Yeah, yeah, so it's not that big of a town.
Anyway, I don't think she'll come; I just told her that the battle of Helm's Deep was supposed to take about 45 minutes. "Yeah, mom, almost 1/3 of the movie will be this great big fight--lots of orcs, spears, swords, arrows...and that's just *one* of the battles!" Heehee. I think that clinched it.
This year I'm going to wear my One Ring around my neck like a good girl rather then on my finger as I did last year. Gosh, what *was* I thinking?!
12/18
The Two Towers opening day. And I didn't see it. **cries**
BUT I'm not quite done with my TTT re-read, and I don't want to see it until I'm done, so.....
I think I realize why the moon features so prominantly in myths and ledgends and pagan religions. I just saw one of the most beautiful moon-scapes--big, luminous, shining with clarity and goodness and purity...so bright that I cast a shadow in the darkness of the night.
Ahhhh. It makes me feel Lawhead-ish, for some reason. Epic. Sorrowfully-beautiful-beautiful-sorrow, to quote Amea (how do I link that, pray tell?). Or Elvish maybe--they love the moon. I wish each night could be like this: I wish my bedroom windows faced that way. ; ) As it is I sleep in the glow of the pole light; almost like moonlight....
Oh--hopefully very soon I can welcome my friend Noelle to the world of Live Journal. =) Yay!
12/20
OH MY WORD I am so freakin' excited! I don't think I've ever felt like this in my entire life. Until now. I'm seeing The Two Towers in just about an HOUR!!!!! Wheeeeeeeeee.
I've heard all the good and bad things my friends have said about it, and liberties taken or no, I know I'm going to love it. Adore it. Praise it forever. (Almost. After I chew PJ out for a few things, I'm sure.)
Oh yeah.
Friday the 13th! My favorite day, lol. But there are only a few hours left in it, and nothing terrible has happened yet! =)
Christmas time's coming.....does anyone have the problem of finding out what their presents are ahead of time? Somehow--totally without meaning to--I often do. It's very annoying. ; )
I just feel like writing. And writing and writing and writing. About.....nothing. I honestly have nothing (interesting) to say......I wish I had an eventful life like like my *friends* but seriously, I can't see that anyone could be interested in this stuff. =D
I guess I need a topic, then. Hm. There are a lot of places I could go--my opinions on politics, attempted censorship of certain books by churchpeople....
Hey, wait. I've got a good one. Something that bugs me incredibly at the moment is how a large part of our church is acting--right now there is being built an outdoor stadium/campground where every year a four day country music festival will be held. This property happens to be right next to or quite close so the houses of a lot of people who go to my church. They are not happy about it.
So far this doesn't seem like a problem, right? I mean, who would want a big noisy concert in their backyard? (Well, I would, if it was Alan Jackson....) It's understandable.
But it's only four days a year, people. Please. Stop all these drastic measures! The main problem is that they are covering their displeasure in it being next door to them by turning it into a religious thing. They are writing letters to all the papers, the organizers, the city council, saying that this festival will bring all the filth and nastiness and bad people right into their community. They say, and I quote, "you know what all those people who go to country concerts do! All they do is drink, drink, drink! And run around naked!"
Regardless of your feelings for country music as a genre or secular music at all, let me tell you---I've been to more then a few country and bluegrass festivals, and I've never seen a naked person! Believe me, if I had I wouldn't have forgotten it. ; ) And the only drunk one I saw was quickly escorted away by the police. I've seen more wildness, drunkeness, and streakers at football games--a passion with most of the church.
Methinks I see a double standard here.
Now the other thing that bothers me are the terrible uncharitable things my fellow churchpeople are doing to try to stop this. One man wrote a horribly nasty letter to the city council, saying that he would hold them responsible when his wife and children were killed by drunk drivers from this festival. He also has been saying that he'll pick up any dead animals from other church people's farms to dump at the edge of his land just by the festival stage to drive away the people with the stink. I call that un-Christian.
Argh. I'm a pretty frugal person; I don't spend much money on entertainment normally. But I'm almost to the point where I am ready to buy a ticket--expensive as they are--to this thing in protest! And they *are* booking a lot of my favorite country artists (yes, I like country. Some of it. This does not mean I'm a low class hick, thank you. I also like opera. Classical. Yes, Savetheolives, even your 'meaty' Brahms!)
And it's giving a horrible reputation to my church denomination, too. =P I will be so embarressed if they picket the place like they've talked about! I wonder if I could picket them? =)
12/16
OH MY GOSH it's the middle of December; there is no way the weather should be this nice! It's 10:00 in the morning and I just walked outside with short sleeves and no shoes--it's almost 60 degrees. Blue skies, sunshine....no wonder I'm so happy this morning. And I just gave my big fluffy yellow dog (who finally outgrew the 'haircut' the boys gave her) a hug. Ahhhhh. Life is good.
I even opened my bedroom windows. Gentle breezes are wafting in, carring the sound of bird songs with them....Spring time, anyone?
Ok, now I'm depressed. It's months til spring. =P
Hm, in a lot of ways this feels like a winter day in south Florida, where I spent six years of my life. Except there it would still be GREEN instead of these hidious bare oak trees everywhere. And we might be heading off to the beach or the gardens or something. And I'd actually have *friends* who lived nearby to do stuff with, too--
**sigh** Nevermind. Oklahoma's all right, really.
Well, last night was our Really Horrible Church Christmas Play. Which actually went better then I was expecting (but not much). Blessings on all the people who actually sat through it (may they never have to repeat the experience!)
If I ever have the misfortune to be elected to the Christmas program committee, there will be serious discussion of a service consisting of singing the beautiful carols which we don't sing nearly often enough, and beautiful Christmas readings done by people who can actually read.
heh heh.
I am *so* way too cultured for this place, sorry. =)
12/17
I WILL NEVER DRINK HERBAL TEA AGAIN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!
I just spent another day making nasty moon dust herbal tea for a local herb company. Gack. It looks awful, it smells awful, and it's so dusty that it gets all in my lungs and broncial tubes and makes me wheeze. Even though I wore a mask all day. Ick. This is one job I'd turn down....if it didn't pay so darned well. Ok, I admit it, I do like money. Uh huh.
So, anyway.
Tomorrow's the opening day for The Two Towers. I wish I was going to see it! I'm still not quite sure when I'll get to it--tomorrow I have to work again, other activities take up the rest of the week....probably it'll be next week sometime. =\ Mom still hasn't decided if she wants to come with me or not. She's kind of curious, but honestly she hated FotR and this won't be any 'better'. =) I keep telling her to go shoping for 3 hours instead, to which I get the answer, "Shop, for three hours, in PRYOR?!" Yeah, yeah, so it's not that big of a town.
Anyway, I don't think she'll come; I just told her that the battle of Helm's Deep was supposed to take about 45 minutes. "Yeah, mom, almost 1/3 of the movie will be this great big fight--lots of orcs, spears, swords, arrows...and that's just *one* of the battles!" Heehee. I think that clinched it.
This year I'm going to wear my One Ring around my neck like a good girl rather then on my finger as I did last year. Gosh, what *was* I thinking?!
12/18
The Two Towers opening day. And I didn't see it. **cries**
BUT I'm not quite done with my TTT re-read, and I don't want to see it until I'm done, so.....
I think I realize why the moon features so prominantly in myths and ledgends and pagan religions. I just saw one of the most beautiful moon-scapes--big, luminous, shining with clarity and goodness and purity...so bright that I cast a shadow in the darkness of the night.
Ahhhh. It makes me feel Lawhead-ish, for some reason. Epic. Sorrowfully-beautiful-beautiful-sorrow, to quote Amea (how do I link that, pray tell?). Or Elvish maybe--they love the moon. I wish each night could be like this: I wish my bedroom windows faced that way. ; ) As it is I sleep in the glow of the pole light; almost like moonlight....
Oh--hopefully very soon I can welcome my friend Noelle to the world of Live Journal. =) Yay!
12/20
OH MY WORD I am so freakin' excited! I don't think I've ever felt like this in my entire life. Until now. I'm seeing The Two Towers in just about an HOUR!!!!! Wheeeeeeeeee.
I've heard all the good and bad things my friends have said about it, and liberties taken or no, I know I'm going to love it. Adore it. Praise it forever. (Almost. After I chew PJ out for a few things, I'm sure.)
Oh yeah.
(no subject)
Dec. 9th, 2002 02:57 pm12/1
A rotten practice means a good play, right? Lol, not with this group. Oh well.
12/2
I am *so* jazzed up for The Two Towers. Yay!!! I've been reading the books, watching the movie, gazing longingly at the picture galleries on the DVD (and wishing, in vain, that I could somehow capture and save the pictures......but it doesn't work! AARGH!) and listening to Tolkien music. I have this tape with Toklien himself singing the song about the troll....."THe troll sat alone on his seat of stone/and munched and mumbled on an old bare bone....." Simply magnificent.
Speaking of which, I think I'll go read some more of FotR.
12/4
Outside my window I have five scarlet cardnels, three indigo buntings and various wrens and black capped chickidees. Ooo, they're so cute. ; ) I have no idea what they're finding, but it's sweet to watch.
12/6
Yesterday was great! Because I got a new bookshelf. ; ) I had run out of room on my lovely little antique bookshelf, and had these stacks of books in the closet. Grandma gave me a really nice thin, tall bookshelf that she didn't need in their house anymore; it's something grandpa built when I was two years old. He was a really great carpenter before he got 'old'.
The problem, of course, was finding room for it. My bedroom isn't minuscule or anything, but by the time it has a double bed, big desk, antique dresser, little bookshelf, and chest, it is....pleasingly cozy. But I rearranged things (a joy) and now it's still pleasing cozy plus another bookshelf.
It was a lot of fun to arrange books on the new shelf. I like seeing them all out. ; ) I loooove books.
12/9
I'm continuing the topic of books. My favorite, lol. I'm going to the bookstore today, so I hope I can find some new books. I know I've said this before--often--but I have the best bookstore ever here in town! It's the kind with piles of dusty old books stacked everywhere....tons and tons of books. And piles of old sheet music, too. I'm a little wierd, but I love used books. New one's are great, of course, but used ones are cheaper and have character. I love when I can get one with underlining, or notes jotted in the margins, or an incription in the front.
It's also a nice store because I know the owner pretty well; a lot of his relatives go to the same church I do. And I go there so often that I think I'm in the "loyal customer" book. ; )
A rotten practice means a good play, right? Lol, not with this group. Oh well.
12/2
I am *so* jazzed up for The Two Towers. Yay!!! I've been reading the books, watching the movie, gazing longingly at the picture galleries on the DVD (and wishing, in vain, that I could somehow capture and save the pictures......but it doesn't work! AARGH!) and listening to Tolkien music. I have this tape with Toklien himself singing the song about the troll....."THe troll sat alone on his seat of stone/and munched and mumbled on an old bare bone....." Simply magnificent.
Speaking of which, I think I'll go read some more of FotR.
12/4
Outside my window I have five scarlet cardnels, three indigo buntings and various wrens and black capped chickidees. Ooo, they're so cute. ; ) I have no idea what they're finding, but it's sweet to watch.
12/6
Yesterday was great! Because I got a new bookshelf. ; ) I had run out of room on my lovely little antique bookshelf, and had these stacks of books in the closet. Grandma gave me a really nice thin, tall bookshelf that she didn't need in their house anymore; it's something grandpa built when I was two years old. He was a really great carpenter before he got 'old'.
The problem, of course, was finding room for it. My bedroom isn't minuscule or anything, but by the time it has a double bed, big desk, antique dresser, little bookshelf, and chest, it is....pleasingly cozy. But I rearranged things (a joy) and now it's still pleasing cozy plus another bookshelf.
It was a lot of fun to arrange books on the new shelf. I like seeing them all out. ; ) I loooove books.
12/9
I'm continuing the topic of books. My favorite, lol. I'm going to the bookstore today, so I hope I can find some new books. I know I've said this before--often--but I have the best bookstore ever here in town! It's the kind with piles of dusty old books stacked everywhere....tons and tons of books. And piles of old sheet music, too. I'm a little wierd, but I love used books. New one's are great, of course, but used ones are cheaper and have character. I love when I can get one with underlining, or notes jotted in the margins, or an incription in the front.
It's also a nice store because I know the owner pretty well; a lot of his relatives go to the same church I do. And I go there so often that I think I'm in the "loyal customer" book. ; )
