Not quite endless

I only did about 5 impossible things at work this week. Clearly I am a rockstar nonpareil. The end result of course is that, for a change, I am bone-weary.

Once I got home I changed some lightbulbs (so exciting!) because they were of different finishes – apparently one was soft white and the other daylight, which made the bedside tables look a bit annoying. It turns out that since I last bought CFL bulbs the technology has come a long way. Now the bulbs are tiny enough to be hidden by pretty much any lampshade and I’m happy with the end result. The emergence of two new bedside lamps means the two mismatched ones will be relocated. I think it’s time to finally say goodbye to the tall halogen lamp in the corner of the living room.

The house looks a bit weird with all the walls blank. Not exactly blank, mind you, because of all the color but no photos, mirrors or the like. In fact, given the huge space in the middle of the living room/dining room/stairway I’m kind of tempted to leave the walls blank because the color seems to be more decorative now that you can see all of it. I imagine this decision will be debated for months in my head.

The project is winding down. There’s a bit of electrical which is still to be sorted but tomorrow we’ll cut drywall patches, nail in the flooring patch and get ready to paint. Re-paint in some cases but I’m excited to see how it will all turn out.

I’m thinking about participating in NaNoWriMo this year. A story outline is working itself out in my head, I think.

Religious knowledge

via Andrew Sullivan at The Daily Dish:

Read this first.

I would argue that you CAN be a believer but the very worst kind – someone who has chosen to take another’s interpretation of your religion and make it your own WITHOUT forethought and consideration. It invariably creates either a hypocrite (at worst) or a theological dichotomy (at best). For example, you can’t believe the Bible is the Word of God and then tell me you don’t believe in the Old Testament. You can’t say parts of the book are literal and then ignore others wholesale. You can’t claim your god is loving and then hold the Bible out as any truthful document. Not knowing what your religion teaches is what creates scorn in others who do not practice your religion and it’s what allows bad leaders to take advantage of it AND you.

Hatred festers in ignorance. If your faith is strong, it should be able to withstand some critical thinking. In fact, I’d argue that it MUST withstand some critical thinking – if only to keep assholes like Billy Graham, Pat Robertson and Bin Laden from turning what COULD be a positive thing into a weapon.

Because atheism is SO CRAZY

This week’s Glee narrowly avoided getting it banned. By all means, all the characters should mock or try to dissuade the folk who don’t agree with them. Because it’s SO CHRISTIAN to be intolerant.

I was actually excited when Kurt said he didn’t believe in god because I thought “Whoa! We’re going to have THIS conversation!” Despite Glee fumbling some other storylines (or at least choking a bit) I was pretty hopeful that it might turn out to be good or even great. Sigh.

I’m glad Kurt got to stick to his guns, it’s just too bad it took a full episode of all his peers telling him that he couldn’t possibly be right and that life is too hard not to have god. Also, the only person who agrees with him is THE BAD GUY. Fuck you, Glee writers.

Luckily Kurt can look forward to many, many, many more years of the same treatment since the only religion REALLY tolerated in the US is Christianity. Not that I’m bitter.

HA! Take THAT Word Press!

Book Regret: Once upon a time, there was this awesome series of books about Anita Blake – devout Christian, necromancer and vampire killer. She had deeply held convictions, real friends, difficult relationships and a super-inconvenient job. The books were great because there was a mix of action, interpersonal conflict, intrapersonal conflict and character growth as she got older and wiser. Alas, that series only lasted about 5 books. Ever since then the books devolved into orgiastic group sex and increasingly bizarre behavior for the main character. I stopped reading and never looked back.

Well, until last week when a free copy of Skin Trade fell into my hands. I was hopeful as I’d heard more recent books had shown kind of a return to old Anita. What I found in THIS book was – no joke – 80% of the book was Anita whinging about how she’s a girl so the police guys won’t take her seriously and then complaining about having to prove how tough she is – AFTER she’s proved how tough she is. The plot was literally the last 40 pages. Not only that, she took one of her BEST characters – a stone cold killer – and made him Anita’s handholding GIRLFRIEND for the ENTIRE BOOK.

I’d feel ripped off except that I didn’t pay for the book. On the other hand, I’ll never get that three hours (or those brain cells) back EVER. Suck. Laurell K. Hamilton should be up on charges for slaughtering a great idea.

So that’s what I get

I wrote a ranty post about Laurell K. Hamilton and how she killed a kind of fantastic idea in a horrifying cold-blooded way, not to mention violating the last truly great character she’d written and then I decided to attempt (again) to import my old blog posts. I successfully killed the blog AGAIN. Luckily this time the only thing I really lost was my anti-LKH post and the epic boring of Robin Hood 2010 but STILL.

So I guess I’m going to let the old yoga-grrl.com posts rest in peace and maybe try to resurrect the LKH rant from LJ.

More recent reading

Have I mentioned my mad love for Kelley Armstrong’s Nadia Stafford series? I like some of the Otherworld books (the Magic ones never did it for me) but I ADORE these books. There are only two so far and I am wicked hooked. Short version: if you wanted to hang out with someone who was a hitman (and you didn’t know), it would be Nadia. Chock full of creepy and/or paranoid serial-killers-with-a-mission. Cross between Buffy (albeit no vampires or monsters- at least not the otherworldly sort) and Dexter.

Also read: Paranoia by Joseph Finder. Free on the kindle and MAN this was a grabber. Corporate espionage thriller that was miles better than The Firm. It jumps in hard and if you hang on for the ride, the ending is total payoff. Dug it and I will totally check out more of his work.

Under construction

I’m in the process of switching blog hosting from wordpress to squarespace. While the changeover is happening, it may be a little quiet here – depending on how motivated I am after Wednesday’s exam.

The current url is http://yogagrrl.squarespace.com but the yoga-grrl.com should redirect soon. If you read via rss, once the redirect hits, you should see everything as usual!

Reading material

I’ve been reading quite a bit lately and I’ve got to say my latest guilty pleasure is the Magic series by Ilona Andrews. Just finished the latest book and they are well- written, fast-paced, kick ass protag, and have interesting world building. Two thumbs up, highly recommended. Reminds me of what Anita Blake could have been before she became a magic-induced nymphomaniac without principles.

The Year of Magical Thinking is pretty fantastic. I thought about picking it up for ages and finally did. Didion’s memoir of the year after her husband’s death will resonate with anyone who’s lost a loved one. This bit especially:

Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it. We anticipate (we know) that someone close to us could die, but we do not look beyond the few days or weeks that immediately follow such an imagined death. We misconstrue the nature of even those few days or weeks. We might expect if the death is sudden to feel shck. We do not expect this shock to be obliterative, dislocating to both body and mind. We might expect that we will be prostrate, inconsolable, crazy with loss. We do not expect to be literally crazy, cool customers who believe that their husband is about to return and need his shoes. In the version of grief we imagine, the model will be “healing.” A certain forward movement will prevail. The worst days will be the earliest days. We imagine that the moment to most severely test us will be the funeral, after which this hypothetical healing will take place. When we anticipate the funeral we wonder about failing to “get through it,” rise to the occasion, exhibit the “strength” that invariably gets mentioned as the correct response to death. We anticipate needing to steel ourselves for the moment: will I be able to greet people, will I be able to leave the scene, will I be able to even get dressed that day? We have no way of knowing that this will not be the issue. We have no way of knowing that the funeral itself will be anodyne, a kind of narcotic regression in which we are wrapped in the care of others and the gravity and the meaning of the occasion. Nor can we know ahead of the fact (and here lies the heart of the difference between grief as we imagine it and grief as it is) the unending absecne that follows the void, the very opposite of meaning, the relentless succession of moments during which we will confront the experience of meaninglessness.

I also finished the Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. It is precisely as good as you’ve heard it is.

The Story Sisters by Alice Hoffman is a recent release and it’s beautiful and touching and wrenching and honest. Love her work.

All the recipes I’ve been making lately come from Dana Jacobi’s The Essential Best Foods Cookbook. Unlike Rachael Ray, they don’t promise you’ll be done in 30 minutes but I haven’t run into anything that takes much longer. The food HAS been fantastic, including the Salmon with Coconut Curry Chutney that I served for dinner on Friday. P.S. Cookbooks on the kindle are THE WHIP.  Easiest way to ever shop for groceries. I’ve also discovered that the rice which cooks perfectly at 10,000 feet is Basmati, properly soaked.

I also read the latest Mercy Thompson book by Patricia Briggs – she’s a consistently good storyteller, period.

I can’t remember if I mentioned it previously but I THOROUGHLY enjoyed Stieg Larsson’s The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. It’s one of those books whose cover design grabbed me but I didn’t pick it up. Finally got it on the kindle and it’s great. An interesting mystery with compelling characters, and a dose of social commentary thrown in. I’m very much looking forward to the next one.

I keep finding free books for the kindle, so I’ve got a mess of things in the TBR list. Probably I will not do much reading while Mom is in town and I’ve been keeping track of the books as I finish them on my facebook page. I believe I’m in the high 30s so far, which means hitting 50 by year’s end shouldn’t be tough.

Days off

Today I spent a perfectly lovely afternoon reclined on a picnic table bench, reading a book. The dog stretched out next to me and alternated between napping and rolling in the grass. I started and finished The Story Sisters by Alice Hoffman.

I think the first Hoffman book I read was Practical Magic, which I adored. It’s one of the few novel-to-film adaptations I also enjoy – the movie keeps to the sentiment of the novel, if not the letter, though the book is to be preferred.

When I had to describe Hoffman’s work to a friend last night I said it wasn’t fantasy, it’s more like fantastic fiction. It has every quality of ‘literary’ fiction but each work contains something magical or otherworldly that’s thoroughly woven into the narrative in such a way that it almost stops being fantastic and simply another element in a great story. It bridges genres and never fails to surprise and delight me. There’s never the sense of a re-tread or staleness, no matter how many novels I’ve read (and re-read). She’s one of the few authors whose work I can reliably buy in hardcover or, in this case, kindle.

All in all, a wonderful and relaxing afternoon.

End of work week

Sort of. I’m done with my shifts at the club, but I felt like I worked TWO shifts today. While the inside-house paint project is done for a couple of months, the deck isn’t entirely finished. I stained the decking last week but hadn’t finished the railing. Since we used as much of the OLD railing possible, I had to get paint to cover the old paint job.

I picked the paint up today and got all of the new railing covered. Tomorrow I finish the old section of railing and then I’m honest-t0-goodness done with paint until after my EMT exam. We’re going to have some company on Friday, so it also means that the deck will be completely finished by then.

The weather was just about perfect for painting- sunny with a light wind, even though the internet weather was calling for rain. Being this close to the mountaintops makes just about all weather forecasting irrelevant. Mostly we look at the radar and then see how things roll in. I was a bit more than half through with the paint job when the wind kicked up and some cloud cover cropped up. When it finally felt like it might rain, I checked the sky and could see sun and blue sky just to the other side of the clouds and decided to gut it out. Sure enough, barely sprinkling.

It’s funny here how you can always see around the weather. This summer has been beautiful – temps of about 70 and sun pretty much every day. We’ve had more rain than they usually get this time of year but everything dries so quickly that you barely notice it.

Tomorrow we have erranding to do and then it’s all school and relaxation for a couple of weeks.

Today I took a vacation day.

There were no real house projects (I re-stained part of a bench). I didn’t do any homework. Spouse and I drove into Frisco for the BBQ Challenge – Big Hoss had the best sauce, fyi. I started to rain as we were leaving, so we came home and couched watching movies.

The Wrestler was good, as predicted. I think the creepiest part about it is that Mickey Roarke’s own career has to feel very much like the character, making it less like acting and more like voyeurism. We also caught most of the latest X-files movie on cable. It was… strange. Good strange but not really what I was expecting. Spouse likened it to a much longer X-files episode. Pretty accurate and ultimately satisfying. One can never have too much Scully.

I was unsuccesful seeing The Proposal. In fact, I completely forgot about it until we were halfway over the mountain. I think the plan is to make it part of Spouse’s vacation week.

Tomorrow, life returns to normal. Work, then homework. Rinse and repeat for Monday.

New favorite blog

Where has this been all my life? How come no one told me about it!? I’m very disappointed in you, internets.

End of the week roundup

The inside upstairs paint projects are DONE. That includes touch ups where we changed lighting fixtures. There’s a guy outside right now hanging a gutter on the back of the house because they old owners didn’t have one. Gutters are the last home improvement for (at a minimum) the next year, if not more.

In terms of current home improvements, I painted the front deck post and have started painting the front deck bench. The benches were a gift from my in-laws for our wedding. When they’re pushed together and the backs are flattened, they become a picnic table. Very cool, but also makes restaining a challenge. I’m going to do it in two parts.

All that remains is the railing on the back deck and the back deck bench. I’m very happy at the prospect of being DONE for a while.

In related news, I got an 83 on my exam which I’m pretty happy about. First exams suck because you’re never quite sure what the test is going to look like. I’m excited about class time in July.

With any luck, our plans today will include a trip to Frisco for BBQ and maybe seeing The Proposal.

House project, phase 1 complete (lots of pics)

Paint project upstairs is finished. Colors used: Sherwin Williams – Cavern Clay, Lemon Verbena, Golden Gate, Dormer Brown.

View from the front door. All the walls used to be the same color.

I’m really really happy with how the colors have turned out. I’ve said it before, but the Sherwin Williams paint chips are – without fail – balls on accurate. The color on this chip is the color on your wall, period. I pay a little more for the paint but I am never, ever surprised. Also, SW does a good job of sending out coupons and giving you deals if you’re on their Preferred Customer list (which you can do at any store by giving them your mailing address). Their deals are typically 20-30% off – I got all of

Left LR wall from the front door. New color: SW Dormer Brown.

the paint for these projects at 30% off. I used their Cashmere line, Low Lustre (if you care).

My tools for this project were the Shur-Line 9″ roller with padded handle and extendable arm, Shur-Line Edge Like a Pro, a 1″ paintbrush, latex gloves and Ziplock bags. I did a better job using those supplies (and no tape) than the “professional” who painted this place last. The only thing that required tape was light outlets and the one edge of cupboards because there wasn’t enough wallspace for the edger.

New color: SW Lemon Verbena.

I maintain that the edger is the single best paint tool innovation since the roller brush. It takes a little use to get the hang of it, and you need to wipe off the guides after every pass, but it is completely and utterly worth it. You CAN wash and reuse the pads, but I’ve been just pitching them after I’m done with the color.

The Ziplocks are invaluable between coats. Instead of trying to wash rollers and pads, sticking them in the zips until I’m using them again. It also makes for easy disposal when I’m

View from the dining/kitchen entry

finished – keeping me from getting paint all over myself when taking off the rollers. Buying a box of gloves is also much more practical than getting the little packages from the hardware store. Then you can just dispose of them whenever you’re done without feeling pressured to reuse them.

The basement project will be a lot more work and is going to be postponed until probably August, when I’m done with school.

View from dining/kitchen entry.

We’re having some folks over for a ‘deck-warming’ tonight. Mostly the house is squared away (hence the photos) but I’ve also got to review for my exam tonight.

View from kitchen/dining entry. New color: Cavern Clay.

Dining room from kitchen. Cavern Clay on the left Golden Gate on the right.

Golden Gate. Kitchen buddha matches the paint!

View from dining room. The mask covers our thermostat!

My fave shot of the dining room. Cavern Clay.

New sliding door.

Baseboards have been stained, we have to get paint for the railing.

Our mountain view from the deck.

Our room. Dormer Brown on back wall.

Gratuitous Piper shot!

This project is close to done!

Got the clearcoat done on the deck – now I’m just hoping that it doesn’t RAIN.

I’m painting the last living room wall today! I’m not PLANNING on painting any of the other rooms, but since my exam got postponed, I’m not making any promises.