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February 14th, 2025
09:22 am - Friends Locked
For personal reasons I've got about 99% of my stuff friends locked, so if you want to read what I write, just reply to this and let me know how I know you, if I do, or why you want in if I don't and I'll probably say sure.
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March 21st, 2012
09:30 am - Coven Seeking Fresh Blood
The decision to open up our coven to fresh blood has been a difficult one. But, we're in agreement, so I am letting it be known.
Who we're looking for: A person or three of intelligence and wit. Serious, but not too serious. You'll have a good working knowledge of general paganism with a focus on the Irish (and Pan-Celtic) deities. You will not be afraid to work hard and read a LOT. We're willing to train the right person, though experience is a plus. Fitting with the coven dynamic is more important than extant knowledge. Interest in history, language, reconstruction and comparative mythology is a plus.
Gender is not important, though we could use more masculine presence. More people, period, but we're a little estrogen dominant at the moment.
Must be located in the general area of Grundy County Missouri. Age 18 or older only, please.
Interested parties may post here or email me at matrinka@NOSPAMhotmail.com ,take out the NOSPAM. Please use Coven Interest in the subject line so I won't miss it. Tell me a little about yourself, your history as a pagan, where you're located and we'll take it from there.
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September 17th, 2009
04:23 pm - Gratitude Project 2009
My Gratitude today is that so many people around me are genuinely decent people who will do what they can for their neighbors, human and animal.
Our neighbors lost their house today. The gods had them out of the house- all but the fish. The dogs are safe, we've got one of the two cats and the other has been seen, the kids, and both adults were all out of the house when the fire started. They are fully insured.
No, it won't replace all the things, but things are just that. Things. They don't matter at the end of the day. You lost your Grandma's things, but there she is in your daughter's eyes. You lost Grandpa's stuff, but look at him there in your son's face. You lost nothing that was genuinely irreplaceable.
They'll be alright, once they get things sorted out.
And their neighbors all rallied to do what they can to help. Clothing, food, shelter, they have. Luckily her dryer was broken so she'd hauled the laundry to her Mom's house, so they have clothes!
They had the adult dog with them, the pup was rescued by another neighbor from the yard. We loaned them our cat carrier from the van (Yes, I do carry one at all times. Why do you ask?)
Erin offered baby clothes, since there weren't many of the baby things in the laundry this time. They'll be okay.
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June 3rd, 2009
03:06 pm - Quick Update
I'm on the library computer, though we should have power back Friday, which will be good.
Tim's surgery on Monday went great. They broke the stone into four pieces and left them in his bladder to pass- none have made it yet, but the bleeding is nearly done with. The stent comes out tomorrow, which he's both looking forward to (having it out) and dreading (having it removed). I'm the lucky duck who gets to do the deed.
Maddy, Gen and Beth's tortie, had her kittens. Six healthy babies, though the last one born could have had trouble if Gen hadn't been there to perform feline resuscetation Maddy was tired by then and the baby had a lot of fluid in his lungs. She got the fluid out and warmed him up and now you would never know. Four males, two females. Two gray, two marmelade, a black and a perfect split faced tortie. Momma is doing a good job.
Not much else to report at this time.
x-posting to LiveJournal.
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May 2nd, 2009
03:53 pm - Samhlaigh
Imagine.
When we imagine, we begin the process of manifestation. We call into existence things and circumstances that never before existed.
Once we've imagined a thing, it has the potential to become manifest.
So, Imagine.
Samhlaigh síocháin.
Imagine peace.
Samhlaigh grá.
Imagine love.
Samhlaigh áilleacht.
Imagine beauty.
(note to self: I need to get a good Irish grammar, and soon. I know the declensions are wrong and haven't any way at this moment to correct them)
(PPS: this idea is going to be worked into this year's Beltaine ritual)
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April 23rd, 2009
01:03 pm - Day 3 of the process.
Three days ago I began quitting smoking. From about a pack a day to 5, then two, and now none.
I'm dizzy, thanks to my blood pressure returning to "normal", which is about 85/60. I hate this feeling. I can't think because the blood is quite honestly not making the trip to my head with a full oxygen load. It'll be a week or so before I get used to the lowered bp again, and I'll have to be very careful not to black out/faint for the rest of my life, since I've never found anything that will keep my bp from taking this stupid nose dive when I don't smoke, but not smoking may mean living without as much lung and heart crud, so I'm going to do my damnedest to get rid of them and keep away from them.
Tim and Gen are also quitting. Neither of them is feening so hard as me, but then Tim's never seemed to develop the addictions and Gen's not a heavy smoker. I want her to quit now, while it is possible to do without going through the stuff I'm going through.
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April 22nd, 2009
09:47 am - A better body fat estimation calculator.
www.stevenscreek.com/goodies/pi.shtml
I've been complaining for years about the simplistic, and inaccurate, height/weight BFI calculators, because they're simply wrong in most cases., especially if you're naturally muscular. This one is far more accurate. Check it out.
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April 20th, 2009
10:10 am
A soft fluttering
Petals drifting
Scent of spring
Promise of fruit
White on green
Pear trees raining
Sweet blossoms
Warm breezes
Another season begun
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April 10th, 2009
04:06 pm - Bananas.
I stopped to pick up bananas at my regular grocery store (potassium au natural) and they had maybe a dozen bananas, period, all brown-spotted and nasty.
So, I stopped at the other store and they charged me too much, but had lots of nice, greenish bananas for me to choose from at least. I got myself 8 big ones.
I don't really care for bananas. They give me indigestion something awful at times. I love the flavor, though.
So, yeah. Bananas.
And this is my meaningless post of the day.
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April 9th, 2009
April 8th, 2009
03:19 pm - And of course there has to be bad news, too.
Flare from hell and weirdness with the ticker. Said weirdness followed climbing a flight of stairs. I'm looking it up to make sure "go to ER, do not pass go" is advised when this sort of weirdness occurs.
I feel like crud, but I'm just not sure why I feel so cruddy, you know? My allergies are acting up, naturally, and my hands are hurting, I've got just that generalized crud going on that might be nothing more than the usual, might be something to be concerned about.
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03:17 pm - The good news is...
We got the referral to the UofM at Columbia, so now he needs to call and make that appointment.
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08:50 am - Doctor Visit Today
Fingers crossed that this doctor can help Tim.
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April 7th, 2009
09:57 am - Fine Weather is Coming...
And so it is time to remember some basic things about car safety for your kids and your pets.
On a pleasant 73F day the temperature inside of a car can reach 120F in half an hour. On a 90F day it can hit 160F in a matter of minutes. Cracking the window an inch DOES NOT help sufficiently.
If you take your dogs with you in the car, as we do, either get a car leash and strap your pet to the seat belt so that they can't jump out and leave those windows all the way down, or leave your pet at home. Bring water. Always. And if you'll need to leave your dog in the car for more than five minutes with the windows all the way down, just leave them home.
As for your kids. Not even for a minute should you ever leave a child in the car alone. No exceptions.
Not. Even. For. A. Minute.
There's already been one death of a child this year that I know of due to being left in the car. It happens every year, and there's no reason for it.
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April 6th, 2009
05:40 pm - Recipe from irenejerico for spinach salad.
Actual quote from the website is: Wilted spinach tossed with prosciutto, roasted garlic and fresh lemon and olive oil. Topped with crispy pan-fried goat cheese.
I'm going to play with the proportions to get it right next week and probably serve it on Beltaine.
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April 4th, 2009
07:18 am - For Sale- Deer Bone Athame
matrinka69.livejournal.com/365815.html
Another of my carving pieces, this one of reclaimed deer bone. The provenance on this piece is fun.
The bone was found by our pit bull puppies when they went for a run in the woods below our house and brought home. They let Beth take it from them without a whimper and I prepped the bone, cleaning off all traces of tissue and fat, scouring it clean with hot water and soap, then letting it dry for a few days. The carving was done with a Dremmel. The artwork is a freehand copy of an antiquity from a Danish Celtic collection. It came from a pot shard. Originally designed for Beth, but she ended up not feeling it was "hers", so, it's for sale. I'm asking $35.
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April 3rd, 2009
07:11 pm - Iowa, not so backwards after all.
news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090403/ap_on_re_us/iowa_gay_marriage
Go Iowa!
Okay, now the other 47 states need to get their heads extracted from their anuses and join suit. It is about time that every couple has the right to marry. Marriage isn't just about providing for possible offspring, so there is no reason to limit it to potential childbearers, eh?
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07:04 pm - Wall patch should dry faster than this.
But, we did get one more wall done, assembled her rolling island and got more cleaning done. Discovered that we need to repair the shower pipe, but we've got the pipe to do it with, so that's okay. We can deal with that tomorrow. Beth cleaned her bathroom and we're closing in on done with the kitchen and dining room. Also discovered that we don't have the other three boxes of flooring, because Mom took it to repair Uncle Billy's house last year.
So, we got a little done. I'm sore, tired and starving. I have to cook off some chicken tonight, though I'd rather just do ye olde grab-grunt-growl.
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