Here’s a holiday throw-back for you: Disney’s Legend of Sleepy Hollow:
This is over a week late now, but:
Grandniece #2 as the Devourer
Niece-in-law #1 as the Devourer’s Auntie/the Devoured
Nephew #1 (off screen) as the Laughing Uncle
Shot and directed by Nephew #1
Your result for Howard Gardner’s Eight Types of Intelligence Test…
18% Logical, 16% Spatial, 49% Linguistic, 51% Intrapersonal, 4% Interpersonal, 33% Musical, 14% Bodily-Kinesthetic and 45% Naturalistic!
“This area has to do with introspective and self-reflective capacities. Those who are strongest in this intelligence are typically introverts and prefer to work alone. They are usually highly self-aware and capable of understanding their own emotions, goals and motivations. They often have an affinity for thought-based pursuits such as philosophy. They learn best when allowed to concentrate on the subject by themselves. There is often a high level of perfectionism associated with this intelligence.
Careers which suit those with this intelligence include philosophers, psychologists, theologians, writers and scientists.” (Wikipedia)
On Saturday I went thrifting at a nearby Salvation Army store. I found a suitable (if not perfect) Other Mother dress, and a couple of work skirts, among other things. Other finds include two warm winter coats – an anorak-style jacket that matches the color of my eyes (baby poop green), and a tailored dark navy wool coat that looks like it will attract all the cat hair in the house if I’m not careful. The wool is very soft, though, and both coats are pretty snuggly, and I finally have winter coats that aren’t from Target or Old Navy and that are actually warm, hooray!
I also picked up a black shirt dress with a white collar and cuffs. It was cute as is, but the skirt half is a bit tight (but would probably look fine over some Spanx) and has some small grease stains, so I plan to cut it off and hem it and make a cute top out of it. Yesterday I washed it, and while it was hanging on the line I looked out at it and something pinged my brain and said, “Hey! That’s a Wednesday Addams dress!” So now I’m conflicted about my costume. Except not really, because people at my office will most likely (I hope) understand Wednesday Addams, and I don’t really want to pay to have an apron overnighted in time for Fake Office Halloween, and I’m pretty confident I can make a Wednesday wig in time. But it all hinges on whether I’m right about the Spanx.
I think I was born to be a housewife.
Speaking of the clothesline, I love spending my time at home, doing domestic things. If I could tell my 20-something self that, she would want to drug me and lock me up somewhere until I stopped talking crazy-talk, so it’s probably a good thing that I can’t do that. But I love it. Yesterday, I spent all day doing laundry and dishes and vacuuming and making things clean and presentable. I even hung the laundry out to dry for the first time ever, and it took a long time, but the weather was beautiful and Speedy Pete was running around under my feet and I was in my happy place the entire time. If this was my full-time job, I would have no complaints. Okay, maybe I would. But not as many as I have now.
I’m pretty sure it all started with the knitting.
But I’ll take working at home as the second-best option.
This is why I’m going to take a course in copy editing in the spring. I know that sounds sudden and typically flaky after I’ve been talking about web design courses all this time, but that’s only because you don’t remember (or weren’t around) a few years ago when I wanted to hire myself out as a freelance copy editor, but didn’t think I had the right experience and training to pass the tests. Back then it didn’t even occur to me that you could take a course in it–I assumed you had to have an entire English or Journalism degree. But Mediabistro has a course that looks both respectable and useful, and my company will pay for it, and after that I should be able to pass the requisite tests and get some freelance work. And if 9 to 5 office jobs are my eternal destiny, I would enjoy proofreading all day much more than doing what I do currently. So, I’ve got that going for me.
I still want to learn web design, though.
Please help me, Flist. I’m putting together my Other Mother costume, and I think it needs an apron. These three are cute and in my price range, but I can’t decide. So decide for me!
I’m picturing them worn over a b/w mom dress that I’ll borrow from my, um, Mom, but if that doesn’t work out I may have to go thrifting for something suitable. Or I might just wear something UNsuitable, because the Other Mother is whack, yo.
Thank you, Flist. You are made of win.
Wesley and Willow are expecting. I am giddy for them. That is going to be a lucky kid. And pretty, too.
I would love to have a Halloween costume Inspired by Neil this year. Particularly, I’d like to go as Coraline‘s Other Mother. But the only occasion I have to dress up is my office costume contest, and I’m 99.9% positive that nobody would get it, and it’s no fun to have to go around explaining your costume all day, and you can’t win a costume party if nobody understands your costume or has the context to judge it against, anyway. But I might just do it regardless.
Hello, Flist! I’m fairly certain every single one of you will love this video, for varying reasons. All I know is, it totally made my day.
I am filled with glee. Hopefully, now you are, too.
Doing it. Working on Hero Factor. This won’t make me eligible for a shiny button or certificate at the end, but all I really want for Christmas is to finish this book, so that’s fine by me.
Here’s the agenda.
The one I made up just now, in my head, and is totally subject to change, because see my earlier post re: flakiness and me.
The rest of October: Get caught up on work projects so I’ll have some downtime at work in November.
November: Dive in. Write. Do not come up for air until first draft is completely drafted. Spam friends list with word count updates.
December: Come up for air. Recover from burn-out, then edit, edit, and edit some more. Divide into installments.
January: Start posting it at , finally.
February: Get to work re-writing last year’s NaNo-produced manuscript.
March: Figure that out when it gets here.
Earlier today I had a flu shot.
Now I have the sniffles. Coincidence?
We watched the new Indiana Jones this weekend.
It might as well have been called Indiana Jones and the X-Files of Doom. It made for a very cute piece of fanfic. I’m glad George Lucas felt the need to share his head trip with us. But for the future I’ll stick with the trilogy, thanks.
I has a clean office!
Mostly. My desk is still covered with papers and small stuff that need filing or homes. But my worktable is clear, which means that my only excuse for not making pretty, crafty things is the lack of time. And my lack of a sewing machine.
And then, there’s this.
Your result for Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz…
You Are an Ingrid!
You are an Ingrid — “I am unique”
Ingrids have sensitive feelings and are warm and perceptive.
How to Get Along with Me
- * Give me plenty of compliments. They mean a lot to me.
- * Be a supportive friend or partner. Help me to learn to love and value myself.
- * Respect me for my special gifts of intuition and vision.
- * Though I don’t always want to be cheered up when I’m feeling melancholy, I sometimes like to have someone lighten me up a little.
- * Don’t tell me I’m too sensitive or that I’m overreacting!
What I Like About Being an Ingrid
- * my ability to find meaning in life and to experience feeling at a deep level
- * my ability to establish warm connections with people
- * admiring what is noble, truthful, and beautiful in life
- * my creativity, intuition, and sense of humor
- * being unique and being seen as unique by others
- * having aesthetic sensibilities
- * being able to easily pick up the feelings of people around me
What’s Hard About Being an Ingrid
- * experiencing dark moods of emptiness and despair
- * feelings of self-hatred and shame; believing I don’t deserve to be loved
- * feeling guilty when I disappoint people
- * feeling hurt or attacked when someone misundertands me
- * expecting too much from myself and life
- * fearing being abandoned
- * obsessing over resentments
- * longing for what I don’t have
Ingrids as Children Often
- * have active imaginations: play creatively alone or organize playmates in original games
- * are very sensitive
- * feel that they don’t fit in
- * believe they are missing something that other people have
- * attach themselves to idealized teachers, heroes, artists, etc.
- * become antiauthoritarian or rebellious when criticized or not understood
- * feel lonely or abandoned (perhaps as a result of a death or their parents’ divorce)
Ingrids as Parents
- * help their children become who they really are
- * support their children’s creativity and originality
- * are good at helping their children get in touch with their feelings
- * are sometimes overly critical or overly protective
- * are usually very good with children if not too self-absorbed