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Decent day, if busy. The co-op was jam-packed with people, and I was on full-alert mode from the minute I got to work today until just before we closed. *phew!*
I really love the sense of being a part of the community there. So many people come through every day, and I've gotten to know a lot of our regulars in the past 3 1/2 years. I'll be interested to see what kind of comments people will come up to me with once the newsletter for this month is out, and people see the staff profile article on me. There's a bunch that are already telling me how much they're looking forward to seeing what costumes I'll come up with for my 2 weeks of dressing up at work prior to Halloween. Makes me look forward to going to work sometimes.
Came home to a quiet house, a beloved waiting for me, hot chocolate and apple wedges with caramel. Mmmmmm... there's all manner of fresh local apples of all different varieties in baskets at work, and I've been trying a few new ones.. the Rhode Island Greening is my favorite so far, with the Macoun a close second.
There are pies in the ether that my hands want to call into existence. Hopefully I'll make some time for baking this coming week.
Saturday afternoon will see me heading for CT to visit with my extended maternal family for various anniversaries and birthdays lumped together into one large gathering, then possibly back up here to visit with Naomi in Greenfield in the late afternoon, depending entirely on what's going on. I may head back up here, I may stay in CT and do laundry.
Now to watch a little more Utena, and fall into a comfy bed and cuddle as soon as I'm tired enough.
Later.
-Me.
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In Power We Entrust the Love Advocated
Sail on silver wings through this storm
What fortune love may bring
Back to my arms again
The love of a former golden age
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
For now that wheels are turning
I find my faith deserting me
This night is filled with cries
Of dispossesed children in search of paradise
A sign of unresolved ambition
Drives the pinwheel on and on
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
When memory bears witness to the innocence
Consumed in dying rage
The way lies through our love
There can be no other means to the end
Or keys to my heart
You will never find
You will never find
-Dead Can Dance
I really love the sense of being a part of the community there. So many people come through every day, and I've gotten to know a lot of our regulars in the past 3 1/2 years. I'll be interested to see what kind of comments people will come up to me with once the newsletter for this month is out, and people see the staff profile article on me. There's a bunch that are already telling me how much they're looking forward to seeing what costumes I'll come up with for my 2 weeks of dressing up at work prior to Halloween. Makes me look forward to going to work sometimes.
Came home to a quiet house, a beloved waiting for me, hot chocolate and apple wedges with caramel. Mmmmmm... there's all manner of fresh local apples of all different varieties in baskets at work, and I've been trying a few new ones.. the Rhode Island Greening is my favorite so far, with the Macoun a close second.
There are pies in the ether that my hands want to call into existence. Hopefully I'll make some time for baking this coming week.
Saturday afternoon will see me heading for CT to visit with my extended maternal family for various anniversaries and birthdays lumped together into one large gathering, then possibly back up here to visit with Naomi in Greenfield in the late afternoon, depending entirely on what's going on. I may head back up here, I may stay in CT and do laundry.
Now to watch a little more Utena, and fall into a comfy bed and cuddle as soon as I'm tired enough.
Later.
-Me.
------------------------------------------------------------
In Power We Entrust the Love Advocated
Sail on silver wings through this storm
What fortune love may bring
Back to my arms again
The love of a former golden age
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
For now that wheels are turning
I find my faith deserting me
This night is filled with cries
Of dispossesed children in search of paradise
A sign of unresolved ambition
Drives the pinwheel on and on
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
When memory bears witness to the innocence
Consumed in dying rage
The way lies through our love
There can be no other means to the end
Or keys to my heart
You will never find
You will never find
-Dead Can Dance
