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dolariJenn's 3 day un-weekend.: October 31st to November 2nd is a very special time for me, as I say every year it happens (and luckily enough, it happens every year). As a kid, my family did the Dia de los Muertos on November 2nd. We usually didn't have an altar, but we did visit the cemetaries where out grandparents and family were interred. Later, on my own, I would go to random tiny cemetaries and visit the older more broken down graves (some folks don't have anyone left to remember them). When I moved to PA, I let that slide - it was too cold up there in November to do it comfortably, and instead, my mother would send me sugar skulls and pan de los muertos with her 75% FedEx discount.
When I got back, and began dabbling in Wicca, I moved that November 2nd date up to October 31st. When I dropped out, I kept the 31st as a personal holiday, as well as November 2nd. There wasn't much to my remembrances...most of the stuff I did was via Livejournal, saying goodbye to ideas and thought processes instead of people, although there was a year where my mother and I actually connected, and made an altar to our dead relatives (she is still very Mexican Roman Catholic, if a little lapsed herself).
Eventually, it's morphed into a 3 Day Observance. October 31st to welcome the future, November 1st to ponder the present, and November 2nd to let go of the past. What I find funny, is through all my permutations - Mexican Roman Catholic, Angry Atheist, Agnsotic, Wiccan, Lapsed Wiccan it all still MEANS something to me. It's much a part of my personal belief system through it all, and has adapted with me as I got older.
I didn't have much to give my grandmother, the one person who died this year closest to me. But hopefully it was enough.
Crappy crap crappen: I have no idea what this was about anymore, other than it's something I hear my Sims say a lot at dinner.
Cooperation between the scened and the unscened: The Second Life building project between myself and the mildly Gorean D/s group began sharp as a tack on November 1st. I'll say one thing about them, they don't mess around. Maybe we'd get a better faster more efficient infradtructure built if instead of hardhats and jackhammers, construction crews used leather straps and riding crops.
Sure enough, the morning of the 1st, I'd jumped in to check who'd stopped by the homestead to find their entire area cleared out and a river channel dug to my front door. I hadn't expected to work on the plot for a few days, but seeing as how...insistent...they could be, I began reworking my own plot to link their river channel to my patio pools. It was...odd, to say the least. I've never been called My Lady so many times in a night.
It took some finagling, and I also had to re-bulldoze parts of the land to make everything fit, but after a few day and reworks, my part of the project was finished. We now have a 240-something meter long river, starting at an acequia high in the hills, down into six waterfalling pools, into a set of pools going through a patio, down into a small pond with a restraining dam, under a walkway bridge, off to where it merges with the neighbors plot. The neighbors have channeled the river between our plots, slowly working back to a road, where it goes under, comes out a storm drain, and drops to the sea. The area they own isn't completely up yet and I'm waiting to re-tree the plot once they finish...but frankly...it's fabulous.
Pictures soon.
The end of free time for the month/NoNaNoWriMo: The month of November is traditionally my busiest time, with Westheimer Westfest, the Transgender Day of Remembrance, AWFW's anniversary and an article for the Prism Comics guide - not to mention various art projects I HAVE TO FINISH SOON.
Westfest isn't an issue this year, and I hate to say it, but I farted away the AWFW 6th anniversary, leaving me with the TDOR, Prism Comics Article and Art Projects. But with the new hours at work, and...well...work itself being uppity, it's as hard as ever.
Folks are doing NaNoWriMo, something I'd LOVE to do. Just sit and write as much a I can and try to finish it in a month. I think I could do it - but damn, if I just had the TIME. Even the aforementioned building project was done ASAP cause once I had to stop, I'd have to STOP.
No one will take the sky from us: I finally am watching Firefly, a gift from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
aspasia13 for my birthday. Holy bajeezus - this so so so SO needed to be a higher priority in my life. :D
When I got back, and began dabbling in Wicca, I moved that November 2nd date up to October 31st. When I dropped out, I kept the 31st as a personal holiday, as well as November 2nd. There wasn't much to my remembrances...most of the stuff I did was via Livejournal, saying goodbye to ideas and thought processes instead of people, although there was a year where my mother and I actually connected, and made an altar to our dead relatives (she is still very Mexican Roman Catholic, if a little lapsed herself).
Eventually, it's morphed into a 3 Day Observance. October 31st to welcome the future, November 1st to ponder the present, and November 2nd to let go of the past. What I find funny, is through all my permutations - Mexican Roman Catholic, Angry Atheist, Agnsotic, Wiccan, Lapsed Wiccan it all still MEANS something to me. It's much a part of my personal belief system through it all, and has adapted with me as I got older.
I didn't have much to give my grandmother, the one person who died this year closest to me. But hopefully it was enough.
Crappy crap crappen: I have no idea what this was about anymore, other than it's something I hear my Sims say a lot at dinner.
Cooperation between the scened and the unscened: The Second Life building project between myself and the mildly Gorean D/s group began sharp as a tack on November 1st. I'll say one thing about them, they don't mess around. Maybe we'd get a better faster more efficient infradtructure built if instead of hardhats and jackhammers, construction crews used leather straps and riding crops.
Sure enough, the morning of the 1st, I'd jumped in to check who'd stopped by the homestead to find their entire area cleared out and a river channel dug to my front door. I hadn't expected to work on the plot for a few days, but seeing as how...insistent...they could be, I began reworking my own plot to link their river channel to my patio pools. It was...odd, to say the least. I've never been called My Lady so many times in a night.
It took some finagling, and I also had to re-bulldoze parts of the land to make everything fit, but after a few day and reworks, my part of the project was finished. We now have a 240-something meter long river, starting at an acequia high in the hills, down into six waterfalling pools, into a set of pools going through a patio, down into a small pond with a restraining dam, under a walkway bridge, off to where it merges with the neighbors plot. The neighbors have channeled the river between our plots, slowly working back to a road, where it goes under, comes out a storm drain, and drops to the sea. The area they own isn't completely up yet and I'm waiting to re-tree the plot once they finish...but frankly...it's fabulous.
Pictures soon.
The end of free time for the month/NoNaNoWriMo: The month of November is traditionally my busiest time, with Westheimer Westfest, the Transgender Day of Remembrance, AWFW's anniversary and an article for the Prism Comics guide - not to mention various art projects I HAVE TO FINISH SOON.
Westfest isn't an issue this year, and I hate to say it, but I farted away the AWFW 6th anniversary, leaving me with the TDOR, Prism Comics Article and Art Projects. But with the new hours at work, and...well...work itself being uppity, it's as hard as ever.
Folks are doing NaNoWriMo, something I'd LOVE to do. Just sit and write as much a I can and try to finish it in a month. I think I could do it - but damn, if I just had the TIME. Even the aforementioned building project was done ASAP cause once I had to stop, I'd have to STOP.
No one will take the sky from us: I finally am watching Firefly, a gift from
aspasia13 for my birthday. Holy bajeezus - this so so so SO needed to be a higher priority in my life. :D
