kareina: (stitched)
No where near as low energy as many people have to deal with--I am still managing work, the cloak is progressing, song writing has happened, and I had a wonderful time over skype with folk in the Mists Bardic college getting some really helpful feedback and suggestions for it, but less housework has gotten done than usual, and more sleeping. Fortunately, [livejournal.com profile] lord_kjar has had the energy to pick up some of the slack, so the house isn't any worse than normal.

I have even managed to make a bit more progress in the book I am reading, ever so slowly. I started reading Eragon, by Chrsitopher Paolini on 14 August, and I am only about 2/3 of the way through it. I never read the original, so I have no idea if it the story itself, or just the translation that is so uninspiring, but I don't really seem to care how it goes, and only keep reading because it is good practice to read things in Swedish. Hopefully whatever I pick up next will be more interesting. Even in Swedish and with a busy life I should be able to manage a book in two or three weeks, if not the two or three days I used to average in English.

I am glad to see that winter is on the way--it has been three weeks now since it started freezing most nights, but it still has warmed up above freezing most days, even if not so much. Now if only the snow would fly, so that we get the winter brightness that I love so much, with the light coming from the ground instead of the sky...
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Yesterday was my birthday—I turned eight years old. For the fifth time. Therefore I am inspired to type up what I can remember of where and who I was for all of my other eighth birthdays.

The first time I turned eight it was 1974. I was a skinny little girl living with my mother and little sister in Texas )

The second time I turned eight it was 1984. I was taller and plumper than I had been a decade before, and I lived with my mother and little sister in Anchorage, Alaska )

The third time I turned eight it was 1994 and was living in Fairbanks, Alaska )

The fourth time I turned I turned eight was 2004, I was living in Canada )

Yesterday was the fifth time I have turned eight, and I am living with my boyfriend David in Sweden )
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Today (Thursday) is a holiday in Sweden, so we have had a productive day:

*one load of laundry washed
*one wall in the downstairs room painted (2 coats)
*one new strawberry patch location has been prepped including decorative stone fronting and a wooden frame
*one third of the strawberries from one of the two old patches has been transplanted to the new location
*one dead tree cut down
*part of a gravel pile moved so that it is now possible to drive the mini tractor/trailer past it
*one custom fit screen built for the downstairs bedroom window so we can open the window without letting in bugs (really important now that there is fresh paint on one of the walls.

Yesterday was the end of the semester party for our choir, held in conjunction with our normal band practice for those of us in the choir who like to make more music than just singing. We had seven of us here (which, sadly is most of the choir these days). I made nettle soup from the nettles growing in our yard (I could do this daily all summer and never run out of nettles) and they liked it so much that most of them had seconds. I also did a lovely gluten-free apple and red currant crumble, and I have a second batch of (possibly) non-gluten free oat and walnut crumble topping sitting in the fridge to use on another occasion; I remembered at the last second that I should have grabbed the other (certified gluten free) box oats, so rather than poisoning my friend I made more topping (without walnuts, since the last of them went into the first batch), and used it instead. I also made some yummy bread rolls, and one of the other members brought some yummy apricot bread he had made. It was a fun evening, and the last time we get to see a couple of the guys, since they are exchange students and will be heading home to their own countries soon (and one had already left and so missed the party).

Tuesday was our normal choir practice, and Monday was nyckleharpa (and dulcimer!) night, so it has been a music filled week.

Sunday we had Swedish Folk Dancing--we are now doing the final few rehearsals before the summer performances, so it is much fun.

Saturday day we helped [livejournal.com profile] lord_kjar's dad cut and split wood for the year. No where near as much as we did last year, since it was such a mild winter no one used up all of what we cut last year, and he and I don't need any, since we still don't have a wood stove, so the only time we used any of the wood was for one camping event.

Saturday night I spent on line at my 30th highschool reunion.

OK, I confess, I typed it like that because that phrase will not conjure up the correct mental image in anyone who didn't go to school with me. Steller was not your typical high school. It was an alternative school aimed at self-motivated students and it was an amazingly fun place to be for the six years I was the correct age to attend. This year marks the 40th Anniversary of Steller's founding, so they hosted a party at the school and Stellerites from all over went home for it, and a bunch of us connected to the event from our computers at our homes (including locations in Sweden, Germany, Main, Colorado, California, and Washington, that I know of).

I really enjoyed the evening. Because of the time zone difference (10 hours) between here and Alaska, I was on line for the event from 23:30 to 04:00, and loved every minute of it (well, except for the short time where the connection broke and it took a couple of minutes to get it back). I got to see some old friends and lovers, I got to meet some interesting new people, of all ages. One woman who was in the internet chat had been part of the first class to attend Steller the first year it opened (and so was just enough older than I that we wouldn't have met back them--she would have graduated before I started at Steller), another (the one in Germany) graduated last year. It was interesting comparing notes with them and learning that the wonderful school I attended was pretty much the same from the beginning, and is still pretty much the same as of last year.

One of the things that has eaten a fair chunk of my time lately was preparing the Memorial Wall, with posters in tribute to those Stellerites who have already died. This was a difficult task that wouldn't have been possible at all without the facebook groups for Steller alumini, but seems to have been much appreciated. One of my old boyfriends, who was actually at Steller for the party, came in to the computer lab to say hello, and let me know that he appreciated the wall, but when he came to the poster for Steven, one of our mutual friends, he burst into tears. This did not surprise me, I cried a bit when I gathered up photos of Steven from the yearbook. His was one of the deaths that would have been so easy to prevent, if he had only made some different lifestyle choices. But it was his life to spend wisely or to squander and I can only hope that he enjoyed as much as he got.

Friday was my student's and my last day in Finland working on the Microprobe, followed by a band practice at my house (which I got home on time for, because we finished with the probe nice and early that day)

Thursday was a quiet evening at my host's house in Oulu while she was at choir, and some fun visiting with her before and after her choir session, and that brings me current on the major happenings in my life since my last update. Hope things are as fun for the rest of you.
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As I type this it is New Year's Eve—there are occasional sounds from outside of people's fireworks being shot off, and I am contentedly curled up at home with my sweetie, who is at the next computer, within easy reach.

One year ago today I was visiting a friend in Geneva, on my way to Sweden from Italy. One year ago tomorrow I landed in Stockholm, took a train to Tierp to the home of some friends I had first met in Alaska the winter before, and visited with them while [livejournal.com profile] lord_kjar drove south to meet me there for the start of our first "date"—a 10 day road-trip which included a trip to Gotland to introduce him to my Queen, visits to the homes of three out of four of his siblings (and the chance to meet his parents, too, when they also visited one on them whilst we were there), attendance at a play put on in southern Sweden by one of his friends who lives up here in the north, and attendance at the SCA 12th night event, where the above mentioned Queen stepped down and became a countess. Then we did the long drive north to Luleå, and I moved in with him. At that point I had only one suitcase full of stuff with me, and the rest was in storage with a friend in Scotland.

The rest of January )

February )

March ).

Slight pause in typing, while we went to enjoy watching fireworks out our windows. The widow at the front of the apartment gives a good view of the big display being put on at the University, while the window at the back of the apartment gives a nice view of the (much further away) fireworks display happening somewhere over near the city center.

April )


May )

June )

July )

August )

September )

October )

November )

December )

One year after moving to Sweden for love, and I am still head over heels in love. This is the most togetherness relationship I have ever had—we work together on so many projects, we enjoy so many of the same activities. We "click" in ways that make I, who have always been lucky in love and always led a charmed life, go "wow, this is wonderful". I have a good job, a happy relationship, enjoy good health, and have an active social life in addition to having a loving partner. Life is truly wonderful.

I wish all of my friends a Happy New Year, and hope that 2012 brings you all much joy.
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It has been a few days since I posted an update, and I was going to do that, but then I wound up writing a long letter to a friend who is neither on LJ nor FB, and with whom I had not exchanged messages since before my trip to Australia, so I actually took the time to fill him in on that adventure. Kept it brief, but it used up the time/energy I had, so instead I will just do yoga and head to bed. But I can summarize my life as "wonderful", and will hope to say something more substantial soon...
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Not only was it a temporal weekend, I also wound up acting like it was a weekend, in that I did no uni work whatsoever. (well, I did read my 1000 words a day, but that doesn't really count) On Friday [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t and I went into town, where we met up with [livejournal.com profile] mushroom_maiden. She and I abandoned him in town and came out here, where I introduced her to my hammer dulcimer and then she wrote down the two-note sequence of cords I could play while she played a song she knows on the guitar (she'd brought one with her). This is my first experiance at "making music" with someone, and I very much enjoyed it. It is so easy to do this sort of thing (but would sound silly, I think, without the other musician supplying more than what I was doing). She stayed the night, and we girls talked till late--it was fun, it has been ages since I've had a slumber party.

On Saturday morning I took her home and picked up [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t and we stopped by a store on our way home to obtain supplies. We then spent the rest of the day cleaning up the kitchen and making food for his party that night. The occasion is a good one--he picked up the final, bound, version of his Honour's Thesis _The Development of Military Technologies in World War Two Britain_. We had four car-fulls of people turn up for the party, including one friend of his from school who has been working in the US for a few years. Not a bad turn out, considering that the only form the invitations took was setting up an "event" on Facebook and having that notify some of his friends.

One of the most amusing bits of the party was deciding that [livejournal.com profile] mushroom_maiden, who had come back out for the party, and I really have so much in common that we must be reincarnations of one another. We aren't exactly the same--there are differences accountable by the fact that, this time, we've lived different lives and have been shaped by different experiences. Time, not being linear, it doesn't matter that we happen to be alive at the same time--indeed, we figure that we lived her life first, then sometime later lived mine, which makes her older, never mind that in this life she is less than half my age. ;-)

This morning I'd planned on heading in with him to fighter practice because one of the local knights had been going to do a training session for beginning level fighters, no armour required. My thought was do that class, then head to uni and do some work there while [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t enjoyed the rest of practice, then he could get a ride to uni and we could head home from there. However, A) the class didn't happen after all and B) one of our friends was stressed about uni work, so I hung out with her for a bit and stitched, and then he and I left earlier than he normally does, we stopped by uni so I could put some files on the department shared drive for my advisor--hey, wait--that counts as uni work. I did do something--took about two minutes, but it is something. Then we came home, where I twiddled my thumbs, checked e-mail and caught up on LJ (for the first time this weekend), played a game with [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t and then did some more e-mail.

It is now midnight, and my weekend off is over. Time to do yoga, get some sleep, and in the morning do some serious uni work. Now that all of the figures for chapter three are on the uni hard drive I need to double check to be certain I'm done with the text for that chapter, and get a copy of it to my advisor and point out where he will find the figures. Then I can go onto the next task towards finishing that thesis I've neglected all weekend.
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Not only was it a temporal weekend, I also wound up acting like it was a weekend, in that I did no uni work whatsoever. (well, I did read my 1000 words a day, but that doesn't really count) On Friday [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t and I went into town, where we met up with [livejournal.com profile] mushroom_maiden. She and I abandoned him in town and came out here, where I introduced her to my hammer dulcimer and then she wrote down the two-note sequence of cords I could play while she played a song she knows on the guitar (she'd brought one with her). This is my first experiance at "making music" with someone, and I very much enjoyed it. It is so easy to do this sort of thing (but would sound silly, I think, without the other musician supplying more than what I was doing). She stayed the night, and we girls talked till late--it was fun, it has been ages since I've had a slumber party.

On Saturday morning I took her home and picked up [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t and we stopped by a store on our way home to obtain supplies. We then spent the rest of the day cleaning up the kitchen and making food for his party that night. The occasion is a good one--he picked up the final, bound, version of his Honour's Thesis _The Development of Military Technologies in World War Two Britain_. We had four car-fulls of people turn up for the party, including one friend of his from school who has been working in the US for a few years. Not a bad turn out, considering that the only form the invitations took was setting up an "event" on Facebook and having that notify some of his friends.

One of the most amusing bits of the party was deciding that [livejournal.com profile] mushroom_maiden, who had come back out for the party, and I really have so much in common that we must be reincarnations of one another. We aren't exactly the same--there are differences accountable by the fact that, this time, we've lived different lives and have been shaped by different experiences. Time, not being linear, it doesn't matter that we happen to be alive at the same time--indeed, we figure that we lived her life first, then sometime later lived mine, which makes her older, never mind that in this life she is less than half my age. ;-)

This morning I'd planned on heading in with him to fighter practice because one of the local knights had been going to do a training session for beginning level fighters, no armour required. My thought was do that class, then head to uni and do some work there while [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t enjoyed the rest of practice, then he could get a ride to uni and we could head home from there. However, A) the class didn't happen after all and B) one of our friends was stressed about uni work, so I hung out with her for a bit and stitched, and then he and I left earlier than he normally does, we stopped by uni so I could put some files on the department shared drive for my advisor--hey, wait--that counts as uni work. I did do something--took about two minutes, but it is something. Then we came home, where I twiddled my thumbs, checked e-mail and caught up on LJ (for the first time this weekend), played a game with [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t and then did some more e-mail.

It is now midnight, and my weekend off is over. Time to do yoga, get some sleep, and in the morning do some serious uni work. Now that all of the figures for chapter three are on the uni hard drive I need to double check to be certain I'm done with the text for that chapter, and get a copy of it to my advisor and point out where he will find the figures. Then I can go onto the next task towards finishing that thesis I've neglected all weekend.
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I have said before, I don't need kids, I've got an apprentice. Today was a very good example. I had just sat down to the computer after a short break, when my tall apprentice, who had been in the yard doing some grinding with a belt-sander on a knife he's making came in holding his hand wrapped in a bit of bloody paper towel asking for help. Apparently the sander managed to hook on something on the knife and grabbed it, and wrenched it around till the point lodged in his finger tip. Of his left hand (he's *very* left handed). So I helped him get it cleaned up, taped the wound closed with steri-strips, and used regular bandaids to tape a bit of cotton wool (the Australian term for cotton balls) to the finger lest it start bleeding again, and advised him to take a break for a bit. He says he can't feel it at the moment, but as deep as that point must have gone in, given the width of the wound at the surface, it is going to hurt later! No one told me that first aid is part of the laurel-apprentice responsibilities!
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I have said before, I don't need kids, I've got an apprentice. Today was a very good example. I had just sat down to the computer after a short break, when my tall apprentice, who had been in the yard doing some grinding with a belt-sander on a knife he's making came in holding his hand wrapped in a bit of bloody paper towel asking for help. Apparently the sander managed to hook on something on the knife and grabbed it, and wrenched it around till the point lodged in his finger tip. Of his left hand (he's *very* left handed). So I helped him get it cleaned up, taped the wound closed with steri-strips, and used regular bandaids to tape a bit of cotton wool (the Australian term for cotton balls) to the finger lest it start bleeding again, and advised him to take a break for a bit. He says he can't feel it at the moment, but as deep as that point must have gone in, given the width of the wound at the surface, it is going to hurt later! No one told me that first aid is part of the laurel-apprentice responsibilities!
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In a comment to a recent post I was asked: "What will you ever do when you are finished? Start something new? Do some travelling? Tell us the stories of whatever it is, please."

So I thought I'd answer here, on the off chance that she's not the one one who'd like to know what I'm hoping to do "next".

I would very much like to do some travelling between finishing my degree here in Tassie and moving on to wherever we go next. There are ever so many old friends I'd like to visit, new friends I'd like to meet, and places of wonderful natural beauty on this planet I've not seen yet. Should the timing work out that way, I wouldn't mind taking a good six months off to just travel, but if only a week or two are available, that would be fun too (I'd just focus on the "seeing old friends" part rather than the "explore new places" part of the dream).

But at this point it is all very much in the "dream" category. I don't really want to start a serious search for a post-doc or teaching position until I've got a good, solid first draft of my thesis, because I want to have a good idea of when I can reasonably expect to be finished (and therefore available). This works out well in timing, the positions I've seen advertised over the past four months or so are for teaching positions are still mostly in the "start August 2008" category, which I am certain is too soon for my schedule. Hopefully this will mean that a bunch more will come available that start in August of 2009--that would give me the opportunity for travel between degrees!

Of course, that is assuming that I go for a teaching position--all of the web pages suggest that folk are more likely to be hired for teaching at Uni after they've held a post-doc research position, and those positions are less likely to be advertised, and are more likely to have random start times, based upon when funding is approved.

Where do I want to go? Ideally I want to live somewhere which has an active SCA community, with plenty of camping events and lots of good bardic circles to fill my evenings with song. I require topography, preferably actual mountains, though rugged hills can be acceptable for a short-term home. I do not wish to live in a major city, but do require a university or small US-style "teaching college". Not too hot would be nice, real winter would be a bonus. Ideally my home would be outside of town, on a largish property with no nearby neighbours, with plenty of trees and good views of those mountains, yet still be quick and easy to get to my Uni. Even better if my home were on the sunset side of the mountain, so that the sun was at my back when I went in in the mornings, and at my back when I went home in the evenings.

What do I want to do? I'm torn--on one hand, teaching at a small, "teaching college" (US, not Australian style--I don't wish to teach teenagers!) sounds very appealing--a position wherin I do some research, but the primary focus is teaching classes. On the other hand, a strictly research position as a post-doc sounds like fun--the chance to just learn new stuff, work on projects, etc. I don't think I'd be interested (yet?) in teaching at a major university wherin I am expected to do huge amounts of research, publish my results in high-impact journals *and* teach undergraduate students as well. At least in the sort term I think I'd be happier focusing upon one or the other aspect.

And of course, all of this will be influenced by what [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t decides he wants to do. He's doing his honour's year for his Bachelor's in History at the moment, and hasn't yet decided if he wants to be done with Uni after that and head out into the work force, landing some sort of job that doesn't require "homework", or if he wants to plunge on ahead into academia and seek out a graduate school. If the latter, it could, in theory, be possible for us to be at the same uni, but that would require a bit of luck, in that we are in such different fields--some schools will have better geology departments, some better history departments.

It would be nice to wind up in Drachenwald (that is Europe for you non-SCA folk), since I've not lived over there since Kindergarten. [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t has a UK passport (his mum comes from Scotland), so if I landed a job, he'd be legally able to work in any EU country. But I'm willing to keep an open mind and look pretty much anywhere, so if any of you know of positions for which I should apply, given a background in geology/structure/mapping/metamorphic petrology/pressure-temperature-time paths/chemical U-Th-Pb monazite dating/garnet zoning, etc. let me know!
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In a comment to a recent post I was asked: "What will you ever do when you are finished? Start something new? Do some travelling? Tell us the stories of whatever it is, please."

So I thought I'd answer here, on the off chance that she's not the one one who'd like to know what I'm hoping to do "next".

I would very much like to do some travelling between finishing my degree here in Tassie and moving on to wherever we go next. There are ever so many old friends I'd like to visit, new friends I'd like to meet, and places of wonderful natural beauty on this planet I've not seen yet. Should the timing work out that way, I wouldn't mind taking a good six months off to just travel, but if only a week or two are available, that would be fun too (I'd just focus on the "seeing old friends" part rather than the "explore new places" part of the dream).

But at this point it is all very much in the "dream" category. I don't really want to start a serious search for a post-doc or teaching position until I've got a good, solid first draft of my thesis, because I want to have a good idea of when I can reasonably expect to be finished (and therefore available). This works out well in timing, the positions I've seen advertised over the past four months or so are for teaching positions are still mostly in the "start August 2008" category, which I am certain is too soon for my schedule. Hopefully this will mean that a bunch more will come available that start in August of 2009--that would give me the opportunity for travel between degrees!

Of course, that is assuming that I go for a teaching position--all of the web pages suggest that folk are more likely to be hired for teaching at Uni after they've held a post-doc research position, and those positions are less likely to be advertised, and are more likely to have random start times, based upon when funding is approved.

Where do I want to go? Ideally I want to live somewhere which has an active SCA community, with plenty of camping events and lots of good bardic circles to fill my evenings with song. I require topography, preferably actual mountains, though rugged hills can be acceptable for a short-term home. I do not wish to live in a major city, but do require a university or small US-style "teaching college". Not too hot would be nice, real winter would be a bonus. Ideally my home would be outside of town, on a largish property with no nearby neighbours, with plenty of trees and good views of those mountains, yet still be quick and easy to get to my Uni. Even better if my home were on the sunset side of the mountain, so that the sun was at my back when I went in in the mornings, and at my back when I went home in the evenings.

What do I want to do? I'm torn--on one hand, teaching at a small, "teaching college" (US, not Australian style--I don't wish to teach teenagers!) sounds very appealing--a position wherin I do some research, but the primary focus is teaching classes. On the other hand, a strictly research position as a post-doc sounds like fun--the chance to just learn new stuff, work on projects, etc. I don't think I'd be interested (yet?) in teaching at a major university wherin I am expected to do huge amounts of research, publish my results in high-impact journals *and* teach undergraduate students as well. At least in the sort term I think I'd be happier focusing upon one or the other aspect.

And of course, all of this will be influenced by what [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t decides he wants to do. He's doing his honour's year for his Bachelor's in History at the moment, and hasn't yet decided if he wants to be done with Uni after that and head out into the work force, landing some sort of job that doesn't require "homework", or if he wants to plunge on ahead into academia and seek out a graduate school. If the latter, it could, in theory, be possible for us to be at the same uni, but that would require a bit of luck, in that we are in such different fields--some schools will have better geology departments, some better history departments.

It would be nice to wind up in Drachenwald (that is Europe for you non-SCA folk), since I've not lived over there since Kindergarten. [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t has a UK passport (his mum comes from Scotland), so if I landed a job, he'd be legally able to work in any EU country. But I'm willing to keep an open mind and look pretty much anywhere, so if any of you know of positions for which I should apply, given a background in geology/structure/mapping/metamorphic petrology/pressure-temperature-time paths/chemical U-Th-Pb monazite dating/garnet zoning, etc. let me know!
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Sometimes all it takes to get one's enthusiasm back up where it should be for uni work is a bit of time spent in the lap of a loved one, not talking about uni work (or anything else earth shatteringly important).

(She said cheerily, after accomplishing more in the past hour or so than she had all weekend.)
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Sometimes all it takes to get one's enthusiasm back up where it should be for uni work is a bit of time spent in the lap of a loved one, not talking about uni work (or anything else earth shatteringly important).

(She said cheerily, after accomplishing more in the past hour or so than she had all weekend.)
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The tree outside my window is lovely this time of year. While some of the leaves cling stubbornly to green, others are yellow, and still others a very pretty red. I rather like this tree, I've forgotten the name of the variety, but it is something related to a maple--the leaves are five-pointed, but much skinnier than the maple tree out in the back yard, whcih has already lost all of its leaves for the year. As I recall, this tree was the last of the imported trees in the area to lose its leaves last year, and it even managed to hold on to a few, lonely, leaves all winter. (Australian trees don't lose their leaves seasonally--they drop a few here and there all year, but don't ever go naked.)

This morning was spent on countless errands in town, and while we made it home a bit past mid-day, I've spent the time since catching up on mail, updating financial records in the computer (that many stops equals *how much* spent!?!), and reading LJ. Now it is suddenly 4pm, and I really ought to quit playing and pick up my uni work for the day (fortunately, the past several days have been quite productive in terms of both uni work, and getting out for reasonable-length walks).
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The tree outside my window is lovely this time of year. While some of the leaves cling stubbornly to green, others are yellow, and still others a very pretty red. I rather like this tree, I've forgotten the name of the variety, but it is something related to a maple--the leaves are five-pointed, but much skinnier than the maple tree out in the back yard, whcih has already lost all of its leaves for the year. As I recall, this tree was the last of the imported trees in the area to lose its leaves last year, and it even managed to hold on to a few, lonely, leaves all winter. (Australian trees don't lose their leaves seasonally--they drop a few here and there all year, but don't ever go naked.)

This morning was spent on countless errands in town, and while we made it home a bit past mid-day, I've spent the time since catching up on mail, updating financial records in the computer (that many stops equals *how much* spent!?!), and reading LJ. Now it is suddenly 4pm, and I really ought to quit playing and pick up my uni work for the day (fortunately, the past several days have been quite productive in terms of both uni work, and getting out for reasonable-length walks).
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I love days like today, when I wake up inspired! Since it is [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t's birthday and he wanted a D&D adventure run for him, I woke up thinking of a potential situation/adventure I can offer his character. We've been much too busy to do any gaming for ages and ages (possibly a few years since I've run one for him!), but now I've got some good ideas. I also wok up thinking of things to write-up for the results section of my thesis. Gotta love a brain that can simultaneously devise list of non-player-characters and their environment to encounter in a game *and* devise an organizational system for an entire thesis chapter--& hold it all long enough to get up and mix up and knead some bread dough *before* settling down to the computer to type up the details of both.

After typing that all up, I got a lovely nap (I woke up inspired the first time a good several hours earlier than I should have!) and then baked a birthday cake (German Sweet Chocolate). Even the fact that there were some ISSUES with baking (I *hate* Australian ovens in rental houses--they are *not* big enough! It should be possible to put three cake pans in the oven on the same shelf at once, and it isn't!) like the cake rising up and spilling over the sides of the pan to drip onto the oven floor and burn (this has *never* happened with this recipe before, and I've been making it (rarely--it is quite rich) for over 20 years hasn't managed to diminish my good mood. Since the cake rose so much there were also issues with the cake plate--the glass dome is usually *just* tall enough for three layers. This time, it is actually touching the frosting on top. Oh well, he tells me it still tastes good! (I don't actually like the taste of chocolate, so I don't like the cake myself, but the coconuts-cashew frosting is yummy, and it is *his* birthday!)

Now I've got about an hour to go for a walk before heading out to dinner with his dad (his mum got sent out of town for work this week, so she's already given him a birthday phone call.)
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I love days like today, when I wake up inspired! Since it is [livejournal.com profile] clovis_t's birthday and he wanted a D&D adventure run for him, I woke up thinking of a potential situation/adventure I can offer his character. We've been much too busy to do any gaming for ages and ages (possibly a few years since I've run one for him!), but now I've got some good ideas. I also wok up thinking of things to write-up for the results section of my thesis. Gotta love a brain that can simultaneously devise list of non-player-characters and their environment to encounter in a game *and* devise an organizational system for an entire thesis chapter--& hold it all long enough to get up and mix up and knead some bread dough *before* settling down to the computer to type up the details of both.

After typing that all up, I got a lovely nap (I woke up inspired the first time a good several hours earlier than I should have!) and then baked a birthday cake (German Sweet Chocolate). Even the fact that there were some ISSUES with baking (I *hate* Australian ovens in rental houses--they are *not* big enough! It should be possible to put three cake pans in the oven on the same shelf at once, and it isn't!) like the cake rising up and spilling over the sides of the pan to drip onto the oven floor and burn (this has *never* happened with this recipe before, and I've been making it (rarely--it is quite rich) for over 20 years hasn't managed to diminish my good mood. Since the cake rose so much there were also issues with the cake plate--the glass dome is usually *just* tall enough for three layers. This time, it is actually touching the frosting on top. Oh well, he tells me it still tastes good! (I don't actually like the taste of chocolate, so I don't like the cake myself, but the coconuts-cashew frosting is yummy, and it is *his* birthday!)

Now I've got about an hour to go for a walk before heading out to dinner with his dad (his mum got sent out of town for work this week, so she's already given him a birthday phone call.)

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