Chick’m!

@Sarah – I must have your NASA pillow. Tell us more. The public must know. My life needs a NASA pillow!

@Lauren – that is the best sovereignty story in the entire world. Good for you! I got chills reading that.

@Hiro – oh sweetie, hugs and comfort for all that hard.

@Leocadia – ugh. So sorry about the hard. And thank you for Eskimo Chicken (just one guy, right?) and the image of roses being thrown instead of shoes. That’s absolutely beautiful.

@Sarah T – woo! Public Chicken! That is a new incarnation of Eskimo Chicken, right? Fun to see you here. *blows kiss*

@Romilly – wow, honey. That is QUITE a week. I’m in awe of how you’re transitioning into the good. Very cool.

@Michelle – hi! Hi!

@Ingrid – that’s quite a huge realization. Neat. Goodness. I like it.

@Mahala – ha! I actually have done the shaved head of despair, twice — once when I was 19 and once when I was 29, though the second time wasn’t really out of despair but out of it just being the right time. Braids definitely working for now. :)

@everyone else – you guys are all wonderful. Thanks for doing this with me. It makes the whole week good for me.

MWAH.

The Good
Went to visit the in-laws for Thanksgiving and had a great time. Cannot believe how much my nieces and nephews have grown.

After spending 2 days with 8 kids (ages 10 months to 16 years) am totally recommited to never having mine own (visiting Hubby’s family is such excellent birth control). Love the kiddos but oh so glad they don’t come home with me.

Christmas shopping is done.

Christmas decoration are up!

Have a very good start on my novel and am loving the research and everything I’m finding out about the history of where I live.

The Hard
The Hubby and I got the stomach flu on the tail end of our trip, and had to stay an extra day.

After almost 2 weeks off of work, I am going to have to figure out where to start and what to start with. Overwhelm.

Need to do something with the blog. It is way too neglected. Overwhelm again.

Need to set some goals, which totally freaks me out. Back to Dissolving Procrastination and Magical Procrastination Dissolving Fairy Dust cause I’m already coming up with ways to procrastinate My Thing and making plans to biggify.

And now I need to start thinking about what to make for dinner. I hope everyone has a good weekend.
.-= Shawna R. B. Atteberry´s last post … Company Girl Coffee: The I’m Still Alive Edition! =-.

people said I needed to ::snip:: I didn’t. Because I didn’t feel like it.

Hurrah!

I love hearing stories like that. So much of the world is all “This is the way you’re supposed to do it”. The “listen to yourself and invent your own way” is music to my ears every time. Thank you Havi!

Wow – this week started with really hard and then turned for the good. Yay for positive progress! OK – here’s my week:

The Hard:
– Flu, flu, flu. Stomach flu. I couldn’t keep anything down for four days and was just miserable. Also, all the puking set my broken-rib-healing back a week or so. BLEH. That pretty much ate up Thanksgiving at 4am through the following Tuesday, when I could finally keep down broth and water. Weirdest flu ever, though, because it came with insomnia. WTF, universe? Whose cereal did I karmically piss in?!
– Dance of Shiva in public. Ribs impacting my ability to flail with impunity.

The good:
+ Having a wonderful husband who fetched and carried and brought me soup and was generally an outstanding caregiver. Again.
+ Finally eating solid foods again on Wednesday. Damn, I didn’t realize how much you could miss the simple act of chewing.
+ Easy drive from SF to Sacramento, where I got to meet Victoria, and where the Hyatt let me check into the room under Elizabeth’s name (we’re sharing – I’m not sneaking)
+ Going out to dinner with new friends and old. Yay for friends!
+ Crazy transformational biggification day with Havi and several amazing, wonderful women (too many to list here, but I suspect I’ll be mentioning them in future posts because, just wow. So cool spend a day with your Right People. I have a lot to process, but the day was an excellent way to restart the me time that I’ve been missing so much.

Chicken!

The good: today is Sinterklaas, tradition time! I like this tradition: each of my family members buys some small gifts for one other family member (the computer decides), accompanied by a poem. The poems is what it’s all about to us: they are always extremely witty and funny. Basically, you can somewhat anonimously joke about the peculiarities of your family. Good times.

The bad: the dissertation. Progress is there, but very slow. It’s only about 100 working days to go until the designated timestamp passes, so no more slacking time available. I did not include enough refueling time this year, so I desperately need a break. Even my body is sending me threat messages: ‘just continue like this, young lady, and I’ll make sure you can’t do it for a while’. Whoopsie. One more week until refueling, hang in there!

@Mahala: Yes, try the rose thing. It took me quite a bit of courage to actually press the send button after having written the email, and I probably surprised few people by my request. But I realized how bizarre it is that one little negative thing said by someone who doesn’t really know you has such an impact (it does on me anyway, I can’t just brush it away). And then, on hearing the the good stuff, you realize THIS IS what counts. So I can now counterbalance the “not stress-resistant” against “open, warm, sensitive, great taste for clothes and interior design, a reliable friend etc. etc.” And guess which has more weight and shines and radiates? I will print out all my friends’ emails in small print and carry them around with me to read in moments of doubt.

@Leocadia ~ Having roses thrown at you! Brilliant. I’m need to try that.

@Amna ~ When I lived in Vermont, my neighbors were magnets for finding or being given teeny abandoned kittens. I used to take the day feedings while they were at work. Sweet, sweet memories.

The hard – Big. Stuck. Not ready to write about it. I might need some roses first.

The good – Lots.

Best evah Monday morning email from Melynda “I had some time on my hands so I knit you something.” By Thursday I had a package with the snuggliest blue fingerless gloves which I love and will have to make some effort re: keeping the cats from trying to take them. (And Melynda, I’m SO happy the shenpa writing helped. Powerful stuff. It speaks to all of us.)

Got a crazy brilliant idea to ask Andrew to join me with a (soon to be disclosed) secret thing and he said yes!

Moving forward with a program which will be my first offering from Luminous Heart. *Brunch* in a few days. Too much to do, too much technical to learn, and too little time. But it feels really good to be creating something Finally! I have some concerns that no one will sign up, but that’s actually secondary to how good it feels to be creating the program and I’m trusting Right People will come, later if not now.

Ripples still moving from a session with Hiro today. Thank you dear Hiro, sending love.

Wrote a blog today that I thought was going to feel like loss, and ended up feeling like love.

Many blessings, Mahala
.-= Mahala Mazerov´s last post … Arizona In My Mind =-.

That and dealing with the people from this conference, who have a way of making you feel like a criminal for having made them lots of money. Delightful. The stuff I got out of it is permanent and the stuff I’m putting up with is temporary, but still. Ptui.
.-= Sonia Simone´s last post … What Makes Marketing Hard? =-.