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Nov. 14th, 2009 @ 02:16 pm Bluegrass!
The girl who taught our class this morning brought a big thermos of tea to share with us. It was hawthorn, ginger and raspberry leaf. Apparently hawthorn is good for your heart, and raspberry leaf is good for cramps. It wasn't very strong tea, but it was hot, and we got pretty darn cold wandering slowly around the gardens of Government House discussing plants and gardening.

Yesterday I spent all afternoon at April's house, digging Jerusalem artichokes, AKA sunchokes (I think April is the only person who calls them "artichoke potatoes"). They're related to sunflowers, not potatoes or artichokes, but they taste a bit artichoke-y, which is why they're called that. It was like a big treasure hunt. I love digging for tubers (potatoes, Jerusalem artichokes, that sort of thing). You can't tell from above ground how many will be attached to each plant, so it's always a surprise and really exciting when you find a plant with lots of big ones. I took some photos, but I haven't uploaded any of them yet, so you'll have to wait until tomorrow for that. April and I ended up cooking dinner together, and then Jason, Brian and April's friend Adam came over and we all had a jolly nice meal.

I put my beef short ribs in the oven about half an hour ago. HOPEFULLY they'll be nice and tender by about 6:30, so we can eat some before we go to the Tim O'Brien concert. Tim O'Brien is fantastic. I'm excited!
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Nov. 11th, 2009 @ 04:48 pm War Is Over If You Want It
A co-worker was standing in the back of the bakery this morning, very still, looking down. She was recently ill, and still has a cough, so I was a bit concerned and asked her if she was all right. "I'm okay," she said, "It's just eleven o'clock now." She was having her moment(s?) of silence for Remembrance Day. "Oh, right," I said, and kept on doing the dishes.

Because really, I can think about things while I do dishes. I thought about how maybe some of the people who died in one war or another might be looking down at me and thinking, "Are we so unimportant that you can't even stop doing the dishes for a minute?" But I decided that they probably wouldn't mind. At least I was thinking about them while I did the dishes, and not thinking anything hateful or destructive. BETTER TO DO DISHES THAN TO START A WAR, I SAY.
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Nov. 10th, 2009 @ 10:24 pm Well that's something, I suppose
I hear Sesame Street is "going green," but that "scary" topics like "global warming" won't be talked about? So... steps in the right direction, but censored so we don't scare kids? Any thoughts?

Also, I haven't actually done any research on this, I'm just trusting a National Geographic News headline. Maybe tomorrow I'll actually read the article.

I mean, really, how am I supposed to go straight to bed after getting all jazzed up about landscape health management in class? Really. Really? I should have said "Yes" when Chad offered to work instead of me tomorrow, but I wanted the stat holiday pay. Anyway, the point is that I'm all jazzed up about paradigm shifts and trying to manage health instead of disease and all kinds of exciting and positive ideas, and really I should have gone to bed an hour ago, when I was still in class, if I wanted to manage my own health and be able to get up at 4am tomorrow. When this class ends I'll probably cry, and then sign up for another one. Or try and do too much volunteering or something.

Working on making more of the "good" things rather than going to war against the "bad" things. It doesn't sound like such a drastic shift, but think about it for a while and actually it is. And then consider the fact that "good" and "bad" are not what you thought they were, and "weeds" are actually "soil managers," and "the problem is the solution," and then I start to get out of hand. No, really. I think I have to have some of that harsh tea with the vervain and rosehips in it, or I'll stay up all night just trying to convince you all to become gardeners with me.
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Nov. 9th, 2009 @ 03:01 pm a nice break
Current Mood: workslowurgh
As far as work is concerned anyway. It is ridiculously slow. 10 calls a day? Working from home? I'll take that. I hope it stays like this...

In other news, the meds are not working out so well. I have no energy, ever, it's insane. I also keeping throwing up after I take them. Not good. Tom doesn't like the idea of me being off meds though so I don't know what to do really on this. So many decisions... ugh.


Also I my finances are doom right now. I have worked myself into a massive hole after the break in, it's really terrifying.

Tom and I went to see 9 yesterday at the Mayfair. I thought it was great. Dark and gloomy but beautiful. See it.

We also ended up at this great little Mexican place in the Glebe afterward. We walked in to just look at the menu, but the owner ended up being too charming for us to leave. He was this man from L.A. with grey hair and a nice smile. After him attesting that he had the best Mexican food in Ottawa and opened up the first Mexican restaurant in the city we couldn't say no. It was overall a good experience.

We came home and I passed out on the couch for the rest of the night as I usually do with this medication. Ugh.

So this weekend=tom and I going to Montreal to spend the weekend and see Skinny Puppy.

Next weekend=Tom's birthday party extravaganza, I hope the transformers party supplies I ordered off Ebay come in time.

The weekend after=Lysandra's Thanksgiving Adventure without Tom in Greenville from Nov.25-29th.

Yes I am taking my debt seriously why on earth would you ask?
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Nov. 9th, 2009 @ 11:13 am Why?
Because "this may be the moment of enlightenment and you don't want to miss it!"

Whatever you take that to mean.

That's why.
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Nov. 8th, 2009 @ 03:31 pm Crocosmia
Current Music: Oceanlab - Clear Blue Water (Ferry Corsten mix)
I am lying on the couch with my laptop, downloading electronic music and then listening to it. It's a damn good time. I already worked 8 hours today, and now I don't feel pressed to do anything at all. Tomorrow I will phone about that back care yoga class, and do dishes and get other things accomplished. Today is for lazing around.
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Nov. 8th, 2009 @ 08:23 am goodnight goose
I went canoeing on the Concord river with Bob and Aimee yesterday! It was a bit chilly out, but we only got cold toward the end, when it got dark. Sometimes you just have to put on your long johns and deal with it, otherwise you're going to be stuck in your house from November until April.

We stopped at one of my favorite thrift stores ever, at St. Anne's Episcopal Church. It's run by a bunch of sweet old ladies who take forever to ring you up, there's two floors of awesome super cheap weird shit. I've been shopping there ever since I could drive!

We packed plenty of provisions... pumpkin spice cupcakes, hot toddies, cider, and tiny sandwiches.


Aimee serving up the hot toddies


two kinds of plaid... what of it?


climbing the observation tower at Great Meadows


Bob and I got in a cat tail fight, which is why I'm covered with white fluff...










We paddled back mostly in the dark. It was a bit brisker than we'd anticipated, but still beautiful.
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Nov. 7th, 2009 @ 01:42 pm Business (and gettin' all up in yours)
It managed to stop raining for the greater part of our pruning class today. The sun even came out towards the end! We spent most of the three hours just standing around talking about plants, though, so I wasn't exactly warm, despite my layers of longjohns and rain gear and fleece. My toes were so cold (rubber boots and only one pair of socks? Bad idea!) that I just had to get into a warm bath immediately when I got home. And by the time I was done bathing and eating, it had started to rain again. Dammit, I was hoping to go and transplant some corms my neighbour gave me. Perhaps it will ease off again later this afternoon.

My grandparents are in town, and they took us out for dinner on Wednesday night. There were the usual questions about work and school for Jason, my sister and me. The one thing my grandfather seems fixated on at the moment is the fact that he thinks I should be learning about business. As soon as he found out I was taking this gardening class, he asked if there was a business aspect to it. Turns out there isn't, not really, but a lot of people in the class (and teaching it) run their own small businesses, so there's a lot of opportunity to talk about that kind of thing. The last two times I talked to my grandfather, that was what he asked me about. Are you learning about business. No, I'm learning about how to work with nature instead of fighting it, I'm learning how to be a better gardener and how to ask the right questions about a landscape in order to help things grow. That's why it's called a gardening class, not a business class. I know my grandfather is just worried, he wants me to be in a better financial situation than I am, but I'm not asking him for money. It makes me a little bit crazy when family members fixate on my income rather than whether or not I like what I'm doing. I'm paying the rent and feeding myself and other than my parents paying for this class, because they wanted to, I'm not dependent on anyone. I can't say anything to reassure him, because I'm not learning about business and I don't have any current plans to do so, and I don't have any grand money-making schemes up any of my sleeves. I don't need a whole lot of money to live, I'm not a big fan of working all the time, and I feel like I'm doing just fine, but I don't know what to say to people who see it differently.

I'm all right! Don't worry! Business shmizness! The world is changing, has already changed, drastically since my grandfather was my age. Things are not always going to work in the same way. Them's the facts, and I felt better about myself when I read Paul Hawken's address to the University of Portland 2009 graduating class. Here's an excerpt (below), and you can read the whole thing here if you would like.

"There is invisible writing on the back of the diploma you will receive, and in case you didn't bring lemon juice to decode it, I can tell you what it says: You are Brilliant, and the Earth is Hiring. The earth couldn't afford to send recruiters or limos to your school. It sent you rain, sunsets, ripe cherries, night blooming jasmine, and that unbelievably cute person you are dating. Take the hint. And here's the deal: Forget that this task of planet-saving is not possible in the time required. Don't be put off by people who know what is not possible. Do what needs to be done, and check to see if it was impossible only after you are done.

When asked if I am pessimistic or optimistic about the future, my answer is always the same: If you look at the science about what is happening on earth and aren't pessimistic, you don't understand the data. But if you meet the people who are working to restore this earth and the lives of the poor, and you aren't optimistic, you haven't got a pulse."


Yeah, Paul Hawken! You tell 'em.
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Nov. 6th, 2009 @ 09:54 am Mockumentary, Movember, mooooo
Today's the kind of day where you think to yourself, "Well, might as well just wear gumboots and rain gear and spend the day taking the bus out to Sooke... 'cause really, what else am I gonna do?"

Maybe Gail will fix my back up good. I hope so!

Yesterday I went to try and put our delivery away in the freezer at work, and all the frozen spinach bricks fell out of the freezer and on to my head. I was not happy.

Jason and I watched It's All Gone Pete Tong last night, which was good, and now I need to acquire that soundtrack somehow and have a dance party ASAP.
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Nov. 5th, 2009 @ 01:47 pm dreams and ssri's
Current Location: boredandconfused
Current Mood: confused
Right now I'm on Cipralex. So far it makes me sleep a lot, and I throw up about twice a week at random, but this seems like a god send cause it doesn't effect my sex drive.

It also does another thing that I forgot SSRI's do...makes me dream these LONG VIVID dreams...
tomorrow I am going to start writing them down... The only thing I remember about last night's dream is that in one portion I was on a cold island, and we were standing in the room facing the ocean, with this HUGE viewing glass towards the sea. It was so cold that the waves crashing against the rocky shore were freezing in place. they were huge. After a few waves crashed I saw something sticking out of them, lots of things. After looking harder I realized they were bodies/body parts. everywhere just frozen in the waves... weird...

It just seemed worth noting for some reason.

In other news I am going to SC for Thanksgiving, Tom isn't coming with me cause he can't afford it this time. It's only for 5 days but I am very excited. It should give me some time to clear my head and figure things out a bit. Though, this past weekend will make it harder.

I had the best Halloween I can remember having. Spending so much time with Tom reminds me of how much I love him and how perfect he is...It's just unfortunately I'm getting confused about my future. I wanna do school in South Carolina and I don't think Tom is serious about our relationship or me. I mean I'm not saying that I blame him, I'm not perfect and I seem to have a severe mental breakdown every time he takes on a huge project. It's just that I love him so fucking much I can't bear the thought of walking away from him. I just, I'm so fucking confused about this is driving me nuts. I don't want to wake up at 30 and realize I made the wrong decision and life is going even further downhill... *sigh*
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Nov. 4th, 2009 @ 03:14 pm "Nobody looks at the sun longer in a day than a tree."
It's amazing how getting excited about something you're interested in can make all the difference. Okay, so it's not really all that amazing, it actually makes perfect sense... but I really noticed it this week. I was having a crumby time, what with falling down the stairs, bashing my finger at work again, too many bakery hours, etc., and I was in a bad mood about it all yesterday afternoon, tired, cranky and feeling depressed about wasting my life working for other people.

Then I went to class. We had a local arboriculturalist/tree risk assessor teaching us about trees and pruning, and he was so funny and passionate and full of life that it made me want to be an arboriculturalist, too. The information was fascinating and the jokes were constant. We were laughing for a good part of the three hour class, which is something. I came home excited and wanting to share the new things I'd learned, which is really something. So thank you, Michael Cowan, you made my day - maybe even my week. And now I am totally not cranky or depressed, and I'm all excited about the hands-on pruning class in Rashaan's backyard on Saturday morning. Yay!

Yay trees!
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Nov. 4th, 2009 @ 09:51 am living fossil


I am holding a gingko leaf, which comes from a tree that looks pretty much the same as it did 270 million years ago. Do read this fascinating plant's Wikipedia page.



I saw Blackheart Procession last night with Terence at the Paradise in Boston. I like a few of the songs but was in general not thrilled by the new record, Six. I liked the show. Here is our rager face:



We are raging so hard! There are less than 40 people here! This show was over by 10:30!

Work has been irritating. I probably spend more of my waking hours with my boss than with my boyfriend. This complicated, intense relationship has been forced on me when all I really wanted was exercise and a paycheck. My eye started twitching again last Friday.
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Nov. 2nd, 2009 @ 01:53 pm "thinking, will I live another twenty-fo'?"
Current Music: Ice Cube - It Was A Good Day
4:30am is much too early to slip on your socks and fall down the stairs. And falling down the stairs, bumping on your ass to the bottom from halfway, is not exactly helpful for aching backs and strenuous work days.

It was pretty impressive how fast Jason was out of bed and at the top of the stairs, though. He said he "heard rustling" and got up because he thought there was a raccoon in the house. That must have been just as I fell. As soon as I saw him I burst into tears, but I wasn't hurt, just scared. I'll probably be stiff and sore tomorrow, though. I blew my nose, got a hug and went off to work, where Chad had already screwed up the Cape Seed bread and things were a bit behind schedule. I proceeded to spill my coffee everywhere, among other things. Today I didn't even have to use my AK. I've gotta say, it was a good day. Thank you, Ice Cube, for making me feel better.

Here ya go.

Turns out one of my coworkers has the swine flu, so I have more hours this week than I was expecting. This is good, but also bad. Sigh.
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Nov. 1st, 2009 @ 12:14 pm french tickler


Although I prefer Emeril's light, eggy waffle recipe to Alton Brown's earthier version with whole wheat flour, Alton has him beat in the costume department. For those of you not familiar with the popular Food Network show Good Eats, it involves a lot of puppets, field trips, and hilarious characters such as Lactose Man, the Mad French Chef, and the inspiration for my Halloween costume this year, the Waffler. Eh... just watch the first two minutes of this:



To get sturdy waffles, I intentionally over mixed the batter, then let the waffles sit out in the hallway for a couple of days, then cut them to the shapes I wanted and sprayed with the same clear coating I use on my resin hearts. Breakfast abuse! Then I used a whole shitload of hot glue and stuck them to cardboard backings and then attached them to my costume. I spent about $40 on a mini skirt, utility belt, cheesy polyester cape and knee pads. As far as retarded looking getups go, it was pretty comfortable and even durable- I walked around in the rain on Saturday and only started shedding waffles after midnight. Truly, the most challenging thing about this costume was keeping my kitties from nibbling on it.

On Friday night I went to Scurvy Dog and then Muldowney's with Jeremiah, who was dressed as Max from Where the Wild Things Are. He won $50 somehow and I got wrecked and had to spend most of Saturday watching zombie movies and eating BBQ. Then on Saturday I went to E&O until last call, then joined Chris at his friend's party, which wasn't thrilling but gets an A for the effort put into the haunted house set up in the basement. Halloween, possibly more than any other holiday, should be about DIY'ing it up.

I sold my old station wagon last weekend for $100 and immediately spent all of it at the liquor store. It made me sad to clean out all the garbage, Polaroids, fake flowers and campground maps from the Beast, but maybe it will motivate me to clean up the Volkswagen and make it my own. Does anyone know someone who will make me a giant decal shaped like the letter B?

I tried out a vegan chocolate cake recipe I got on a card at Whole Foods and made these cupcakes... a whole lotta NO. They look fine and rose okay but the flavor was nowhere and they had a weird gummy finish. It pissed me off because I could have just made a vegan version of the chocolate cake I've been making with my mom since I was 5 and it probably would have come out great. Whatever, I still got to use my Halloween sprinkles...





I let Lauren ice the rest. Julian helped. I put the cupcakes out for Chris's rehearsal, protected by this mysterious Pyrex force field I found at a yardsale...



Snuggling with Ricky


another Halloween card


I made this skirt.
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Oct. 31st, 2009 @ 09:34 pm This is it
I know I was all sarcastic about Michael Jackson's demise earlier this year, but after going to see This Is It, I really wish he had lived to do his tour, because that would have been a flippin' sweet show. OMG THE DANCING.

Okay, where do I take a dance class to learn to dance like that?

Funny thing, though - I was entranced by the dancers, plural, not MJ himself.
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