Quiet holiday Monday
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annathepiperFirst and foremost, happy birthday to both ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ssha and my little sister wildshadowstar!
And now then, random glimpses of the non-GBS bits of the weekend, featuring two back-to-back sweet things that happened to me, as if yea, the very proximity of a concert by my B'ys spread good will all over the Emerald City.
Saturday: Ran errands down to the shops, to pick up various and sundry important things, as I'd mentioned before. But what I forgot to mention is that when I stopped in at the Wild Birds Unlimited shop to buy another couple of jars of the handy no-stink gel crystals they sell there, I amused the clerk by describing the product as exactly that, and that I was coming into a bird store to get that stuff. I also told her, since she's seensolarbird and me come in there several times, about Dara's bike accident. She made a lot of very sympathetic noises--and here's the really cool part. She pulled a candy bar off the rack on the counter by the registers and gave it to me for free to take back to her. That was a very sweet gesture and requires much praise. Y'all should go buy stuff from that store. And tell them I sent you.
Sunday: Before scampering off to the concert, I went to Ballard for a massage appointment with my friend and LMP Liz, my regular massage person. Since she's the only person of my acquaintance who's not regularly online and with whom I do not otherwise regularly communicate, I brought her up to speed about what had happened with Dara, and explained I was hoping for a general maintenance type of massage to try to chase off the stress of the prior couple of weeks. Liz was very sympathetic as well, and we had a nice 90-minute appointment. She took my scrunchy out at one point to finger-comb my hair out, and told me that my hair was, quote, "glorious", unquote. *^_^* Second sweet thing to happen to me all weekend! Liz is a total sweetie, and a great LMP besides. Consider this a recommendation for her, too. You can find her at the Ballard Health Center.
Meanwhile, in the Not Nearly So Vocal But Still Perfectly Earnest Fangirling Department, I got a nice little note back from the author Donna Andrews, whose mysteries I have been reading lately--she's the one writing the Turing Hopper books and the Meg Langslows. I had emailed her to thank her for a very enjoyable read after reading the first Turing Hopper. She answered me back finally to say that she was glad I was enjoying the read. Woot!
Monday: Mostly fried today post-concert, but I stepped out to helpsolarbird with planting the amazingly hardy little plants she'd bought at Molbak's on the day of her accident, and which had somehow managed to survive being stuffed into her backpack for two weeks since none of the rest of us had even thought to get them out of there. One of the plants looks like it's survived nicely, though the other one's looking kind of yellow and peaked. Dara's hoping they'll transplant all right into the rockeries surrounding our house. I helped her with the watering and the carrying and the just generally making sure she wasn't going to keel over outside or anything. Which she didn't, and that was all good! She even had energy to spare for bitching at the blackberry vines and the horsetail threatening to encroach over the retaining wall.
And since I did actually walk from Seattle Center to Kells and back again last night on top of walking around Bumbershoot itself, I got a credible amount of exercise yesterday. I must therefore note it here!
Sunday miles: 3.25 (from Seattle Center to Kells and back again)
Miles out of Hobbiton: 1330.9
Miles out of Rauros Falls: 21.9
Miles to Isengard: 462.1
ssha and my little sister wildshadowstar!And now then, random glimpses of the non-GBS bits of the weekend, featuring two back-to-back sweet things that happened to me, as if yea, the very proximity of a concert by my B'ys spread good will all over the Emerald City.
Saturday: Ran errands down to the shops, to pick up various and sundry important things, as I'd mentioned before. But what I forgot to mention is that when I stopped in at the Wild Birds Unlimited shop to buy another couple of jars of the handy no-stink gel crystals they sell there, I amused the clerk by describing the product as exactly that, and that I was coming into a bird store to get that stuff. I also told her, since she's seen
solarbird and me come in there several times, about Dara's bike accident. She made a lot of very sympathetic noises--and here's the really cool part. She pulled a candy bar off the rack on the counter by the registers and gave it to me for free to take back to her. That was a very sweet gesture and requires much praise. Y'all should go buy stuff from that store. And tell them I sent you.Sunday: Before scampering off to the concert, I went to Ballard for a massage appointment with my friend and LMP Liz, my regular massage person. Since she's the only person of my acquaintance who's not regularly online and with whom I do not otherwise regularly communicate, I brought her up to speed about what had happened with Dara, and explained I was hoping for a general maintenance type of massage to try to chase off the stress of the prior couple of weeks. Liz was very sympathetic as well, and we had a nice 90-minute appointment. She took my scrunchy out at one point to finger-comb my hair out, and told me that my hair was, quote, "glorious", unquote. *^_^* Second sweet thing to happen to me all weekend! Liz is a total sweetie, and a great LMP besides. Consider this a recommendation for her, too. You can find her at the Ballard Health Center.
Meanwhile, in the Not Nearly So Vocal But Still Perfectly Earnest Fangirling Department, I got a nice little note back from the author Donna Andrews, whose mysteries I have been reading lately--she's the one writing the Turing Hopper books and the Meg Langslows. I had emailed her to thank her for a very enjoyable read after reading the first Turing Hopper. She answered me back finally to say that she was glad I was enjoying the read. Woot!
Monday: Mostly fried today post-concert, but I stepped out to help
solarbird with planting the amazingly hardy little plants she'd bought at Molbak's on the day of her accident, and which had somehow managed to survive being stuffed into her backpack for two weeks since none of the rest of us had even thought to get them out of there. One of the plants looks like it's survived nicely, though the other one's looking kind of yellow and peaked. Dara's hoping they'll transplant all right into the rockeries surrounding our house. I helped her with the watering and the carrying and the just generally making sure she wasn't going to keel over outside or anything. Which she didn't, and that was all good! She even had energy to spare for bitching at the blackberry vines and the horsetail threatening to encroach over the retaining wall.And since I did actually walk from Seattle Center to Kells and back again last night on top of walking around Bumbershoot itself, I got a credible amount of exercise yesterday. I must therefore note it here!
Sunday miles: 3.25 (from Seattle Center to Kells and back again)
Miles out of Hobbiton: 1330.9
Miles out of Rauros Falls: 21.9
Miles to Isengard: 462.1
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Date: 2006-09-04 11:51 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-09-05 04:58 pm (UTC)And lucky you for getting a response to your fangirling.
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Date: 2006-09-05 06:14 pm (UTC)I'm thrilled by the note, yeah! I wasn't expecting an answer back at all, I just wanted to email in and thank her for a fun read--I find it's a Good Thing if you get pleasure out of someone's art to tell them so and to thank them for their effort. :)