Can we go back to the Hoot now?

... celebration marked by fire and sex.

Need I say more?

Well I could, but isn't that cool enough for you people? -sheesh-

that is all....

Ritual tonight was... much needed to say the least. I love full moon rituals. And tonight we made it a focus to use our tarot decks to receive a message.

The alter looked great with everyone's decks and chalices piled among the usual deity statues, amazing flowers, elements, and a brilliant plate of sprinkled covered cookies...

We passed our decks through an amazing blend of incense while chanting and then picked a card and flipped it on top.

This card was supposed to be a message for us about where we are in our lives or what is in store for the near future.

I got the sun card:





This is definitely NOT where I am in my life, or how I have been feeling as of late... I really hope it signifies what is to come... please... please?

I am feeling a bit better today!

*squeal*

I am SURPRISINGLY not sore today... that means its gonna SUCK for me tomorrow, right?

Yaaaay! I get to come home today! :)

Meme... stolen from Emcic

Your result for The Pop Culture Archetype Personality Test...

The Druid

Ninja, Monkey, Punk, Cowboy

Take The Pop Culture Archetype Personality Test at HelloQuizzy

So... I bought my tickets this morning. I am off to Georgia for Christmas.

My mom was surprisingly supportive of the fact that I was considering staying here for Christmas. It was actually my decision that I wanted to see my Grammy because she is so sick.

I worry this Christmas might be her last and I would like to spend as much time with her as possible before she goes.

So... another year...

Dear Santa,

Last Tuesday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, whiteknucklejoe  (-5000 points). Last Thursday I gave ckackley  a Dutch Oven (-10 points). In April I bought porn for thepatty  (-10 points). In July I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points). Last Friday I set jpkackley  's puppy on fire (-66 points). Last Sunday I turned revelrain  in for running naked in the mall (3 points). Last week I helped bedlamborn  see the light (8 points). In July I gave irenejericho  a wet willie, then I took it back (-5 points).

Overall, I have been naughty (-5079). For Christmas I deserve a spanking!

 

Okay… I have a problem with this… I think my good actions should be weighed more heavily. Seriously… I ate my brussel sprouts, made sure that everyone didn’t see Jay’s nipples and helped Bjorn find god. Also, I would argue that the dutch oven thing was pretty funny, Patty really wanted porn, and I took back the wet willie. As far as the dog goes… he kept begging…

 

There still was that genocide thing though…

 

Oh well… I would say that overall, I haven’t been THAT naughty… so I should at least get 2 spankings –sheesh-

So I recently got back to MD... the total time was ~14 hours. 4 of which was spent going under 20 miles an hour in the rain and or fog... sooo sleepy. Also, I don't think I ever want fast food or beer ever again. Okay... fine... the beer thing won't last and who am I kidding... I don't think I could stay away from fries if my life depended on it :P. But I am going to try to knock off the fast food for a while... I need detox... I feel yucky!

AND MEME

I kinda like this one...

"I am at peace"

Peacemakers are receptive, good-natured, and supportive. They seek union with others and the world around them.

How to Get Along with Me

* If you want me to do something, how you ask is important. I especially don't like expectations or pressure.
* I like to listen and to be of service, but don't take advantage of this.
* Listen until I finish speaking, even though I meander a bit.
* Give me time to finish things and make decisions. It's OK to nudge me gently and nonjudgmentally.
* Ask me questions to help me get clear.
* Tell me when you like how I look. I'm not averse to flattery.
* Hug me, show physical affection. It opens me up to my feelings.
* I like a good discussion but not a confrontation.
* Let me know you like what I've done or said.
* Laugh with me and share in my enjoyment of life.

What I Like About Being a NINE

* being nonjudgmental and accepting
* caring for and being concerned about others
* being able to relax and have a good time
* knowing that most people enjoy my company; I'm easy to be around
* my ability to see many different sides of an issue and to be a good mediator and facilitator
* my heightened awareness of sensations, aesthetics, and the here and now
* being able to go with the flow and feel one with the universe

What's Hard About Being a NINE

* being judged and misunderstood for being placid and/or indecisive
* being critical of myself for lacking initiative and discipline
* being too sensitive to criticism; taking every raised eyebrow and twitch of the mouth personally
* being confused about what I really want
* caring too much about what others will think of me
* not being listened to or taken seriously

NINEs as Children Often

* feel ignored and that their wants, opinions, and feelings are unimportant
* tune out a lot, especially when others argue
* are "good" children: deny anger or keep it to themselves

so... hungover

Greetings from the Bible Belt!!!

So I have managed to survive the first few days here in Georgia. It actually hasn't been too bad at all. I think Joe is somehow acting as a buffer between my mom and me.

Sadly, my grandmother is in the hospital yet again. She is 90+ years old and (these are her words not mine) wondering what it would take to kill her. I think she is ready to go. My mom, on the other hand isn't quite ready to let her... understandably. She was admitted to the hospital for having some nasty infections in her bladder, urinary tract, and kidney. She was really nauseous and was having trouble getting fluids and food so they took her in. Joe and I went to visit her with my mom yesterday and she was as spunky as ever. She likes doing everything on her own but considering her current condition over the past few years that has not been an option for her. As soon as we got in the hospital she was complaining about being hungry because they would not give her solid food. We changed the subject and somewhere in that conversation my mom mentioned that Grammy had lost a lot of weight over the past few months. My Grammy proceeded slowly turn to my mother and say "Well... If they would just FEED me!" It took all I had not to burst out laughing in the hospital room. My Grammy has a way of being hilarious without trying to, or maybe even being conscious of it, but it amuses me just the same :P. I am glad to report that I saw her again today and she was eating macaroni and cheese... very happily I might add.

So today is Black Friday. What this means to me is that I wake up at some ungodly hour and shop FOREVER! I have just returned from a 10 hour shopping trip -sheesh- Tradition is tradition, right. I did find, surprisingly, that a new store has popped up in our dinky little mall here in Athens that seems to have been built and stocked just for me. Lots of fun cloths, incense, wall scrolls, jingly belts, Buddhas, purses, etc. The best part... everything in the store is fair trade! I plan on heading back tomorrow without the mom and sister-in-law so I can hopefully grab some stuff to go on our walls and I have something in mind for my altar... yay!

While we were out shopping today Joe got to spend time with my Dad. He is usually a very quite man but Joe said he talked the whole time... awesome. Also a plus for this trip... I have yet to get sick... WOOT!!!

Also, thanks to everyone for your comments on my previous post! I love you guys!

Okay... so I leave to go down to Georgia to visit my Mom, Dad, Grammy, Sister-in-Law, niece, and nephew tomorrow. I always have mixed feelings about these trips. First... I love my family and for some reason I remember having a great time with them in the past. But... ever since I moved away from Georgia, and even more recently, I think my relationship with my immediate family has been on a slow decline. My Mom has just become insanely anxious and will not admit she needs a therapist... or drugs. So... it is difficult to be around her for long periods of time. Also... I feel like I have done something terribly wrong with my life every time I talk to her. Whether it is about how much money I make or spend, or what part of the country I live in, or what I do with my free time, or my living arrangements, or my belief systems. So... I always feel like I come up a little short. I somehow always seem to disappoint her...

On top of that, ever since my mom found out about my spiritual beliefs, she has slipped in some sort of mention of Christianity in a lot of our conversations... when the last time I checked she didn't go to church... but alas, I am still burning in hell and my mom is 'very sad' she won't be seeing me in the afterlife. I also get the Jesus talk constantly from my sister-in-law as well.

-sigh-

So... needless to say, even though part of me wants to see them... part of me doesn't as well :( Not to mention, every time I go down there I end up getting sick.

I think my throat is starting to hurt already :(

I am very, very sad that I will not be able to join the Asylum for Thanksgiving. I have heard about what a joyous and silly occasion it can be. But, Bonners decided that we would do 2 Thanksgivings this year so EVERYONE could be there! JOY! So yesterday Bonners worked all day so that we could have her AMAZING Thanksgiving feast complete with a wonderfully seasoned FRED, green bean casserole (made with the most awesome, made from scratch, cream of mushroom soup EVER), the most amazing potato/cheese/sour cream concoction I have ever tasted, and champagne which I was too sleepy to consume. I didn't feel very well last night but my foodie was a VERY, VERY happy person!

So I would like to say THANK YOU to the Bonners for making us an AWESOME Thanksgiving feast and making sure that we could all be a part of it! I don't know what we would do without you!

LOVE YOU BONNERS!!

Oh - I have decided I am a terrible mother... yet another one of my hatchlings have died. I am going to try this one more time... if I kill them, I give up :(

So I got an e-mail yesterday from Wells Fargo saying that they had received my application and wanted to set up a 15-30 min phone interview with me. I heard back last night so I have a phone pre-interview today at 3:45... can I have some good energies please?

I really need to get out of my current job. I know I should be happy just to have a job, and I am. They pay me okay but it isn't worth being treated like a child every day. The next time I have to explain why I stepped out of the office for 5 minutes (usually to go to the bathroom) I am going to scream. It has taken everything I have not to start bitching at this guy when he refers to one of my co-workers as 'woman' or 'retarded' or says 'huurrrrr' when someone asks a question.

No wonder I have no motivation to do my job well when my 'superior' is anything but. I never thought I would be in a position where my mentor... my guide... would be an incompetent, demeaning, asshole!

Okay... I am done ranting!

Oh... Here is Nehebkau all grown up. He is a guardian dragon! Also, now that I have males and females, how do I get them to make babies!?!?!?




And please help her grow:




Thanks for the hints on how to breed my dragons! Now here is the baby of Kara and Nehebkau... which I still can not name online :P