
I could go on and on about the environment, animal rights, human rights, and my spirituality, but lucky for you, I can boil it down to this:
I am a vegan because I believe an animal’s life is worth more than a sandwich or a pair of shoes.
I could go on and on about the environment, animal rights, human rights, and my spirituality, but lucky for you, I can boil it down to this:
I am a vegan because I believe an animal’s life is worth more than a sandwich or a pair of shoes.
Up until this year I would have just said “ketchup,” but I’ve discovered a new combo: Half ketchup and half Sweet Chili Sauce. It’s kind of a revolutionary change for me since I can’t handle spicy food (I honestly ask the Indian restaurant for “white girl spicy” and they know what I mean), but having discovered Sweet Chili Garlic hummus earlier this year I decided to try the sauce on things.
My favorite brand so far has been Thai Kitchen, but I know that both Sprouts and Whole Foods have a house brand, and I’d like to try them. But mixing it with ketchup makes a fantastic dipping sauce for fries as well as faux chicken nuggets and strips.
I’m in a weird place, bag-wise, these days. I rarely need an actual purse anymore as I have to tote my work laptop back and forth from the office every day. They gave everyone backpacks, so I just keep everything I need on the daily in there. If I go out somewhere it’s either to a friend’s house for crafting, which requires its own bag and paraphernalia; or I’m running an errand so I just need something small to carry my wallet, keys, phone, and sunglasses. I finally found a small bag that I love for it, and I still have my purse for longer outings, which holds a ton of stuff, but for the most part it’s me and my backpack lately.
I should probably get out more. Maybe once the temperature isn’t surface-of-Mercury and I’m seated better in my finances I can go do more things. This past weekend I went to my first movie in all of 2023! (Mission: Impossible, Dead Reckoning Part 1)
Picture a standard black backpack with a padded laptop compartment and a company logo stitched into the front. Inside you’ll find:
I am a middle-aged woman, and I need drugs. I’m also a uterus-bearer so I have issues with that. And I have IBS and allergies! Yeah, I’m a mess. But I’m a prepared mess. I decided I needed to have some things with me wherever I go, especially at work. My company is good about supplying basic stuff – they have Advil, Tylenol, sanitizer galore, and menstrual supplies (in all restrooms, not just the ladies’), but I’m particular about certain stuff.
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As I mentioned earlier this month I’ve barely read anything at all in 2023, but I didn’t want to just list the same old favorites. I read all of these in the last couple of years.
I’m not sure I’ll ever be half as forgiving and positive as Eger, who tells the story of her imprisonment in Auschwitz, having to dance for Mengele, and her path back to a full and happy life. She’s an amazing human with an amazing story. The sequel, The Gift, is also excellent, but I love a good memoir, and this one was both uplifting and deeply harrowing.
I have mentioned I’m a huge Egyptology nut, and Hatshepsut, a woman who remade her image as a pharaoh into a King rather than a Queen is a fascinating story. Cooney’s book adds speculation about Hatshepsut’s life based on the available evidence – she talks about what it might have been like for the pharaoh navigating the world of Ancient Egypt, rather than dryly recounting the artifacts and inscriptions verbatim. The result is a sort of imaginative biography and it’s fascinating.
You may have a hard time finding this one – I ordered it from a used bookseller online – but it’s so worth it. This was the first work on Process Theology I read, and it made my head spin around (like a record, baby). It can be a bit dry, so I recommend taking it chapter by chapter.
As you may recall I am a longtime Curott fan. Her Witch Crafting is still among my favorite books on the Craft. This little spellbook is so refreshing compared to most of the recent spellbooks I’ve looked at; Curott’s focus is always on the spirituality, meaning, the Divine! There are more than just “manifesting” what you want type spells, there are those for the Earth herself, for the greater good, and to help you connect to Nature. But don’t worry, there are plenty of spells for your needs and desires as well. I looked forward to this book from the moment it was announced, and I was not disappointed.
I’m a big fan of Kelly-Ann’s as well – when I got back into the Craft after my long hiatus hers was one of the Youtube channels that drew me in. Her videos are both practical and imaginative, and she doesn’t try to fill your eyes with pretty scenery and cottagecore props; she sits there and talks to you (most of the time) and is straightforward, hilarious, sometimes emotionally raw, and always wise. There’s nothing wrong with the dreamy cottagecore vibe, I quite like it in fact, but sometimes I want more than something pretty, I want to talk to a friend about the wherefore and why of magic. She goes into mental health a lot and how you can work with the Craft to help your trauma and emotional well-being, and she’s big into deep self-care and self-love, not in terms of baths and spa days alone but in terms of doing your Shadow Work and truly healing. Her book Rebel Witch is a distillation of her ideas and applies them to creating your own form of Witchcraft that fits your life and your beliefs. I adore her and am gleefully anticipating her future books! Definitely try her videos if you haven’t.
Congratulations on bringing a Sylvan into your family! You can look forward to years of companionship, more or less, and a lot of quips! Please keep these instructions and tips in mind when setting up your Sylvan’s enclosure and caring for her.
Follow these hints and instructions and you and your Sylvan will have many happy years together! Don’t and, well, she’ll be a raving bitchmonster or at least super whiny and prone to soul-barf all over Facebook. Good luck!
Yeah, I’m sucking at this, aren’t I? LOL. I’ve been having a few hard days, mentally, so my executive functioning has taken a dive. Hopefully in a few more days I’ll perk back up, but in the meantime, I’ll try and get the rest of the prompts as done as I can. Bear with me.
“Excuse me.”
The man looked up from the label of the last pint of Cherry Garcia. “Huh?”
“I was reaching for that when you grabbed it. I was here first.”
A withering glance. “Yeah, well, I’m faster.”
“Sir…I’ve had a bad night and I think for your own safety you should try a different flavor. Please.”
A laugh, derisive. “Man, fuck off.”
Four sounds:
A sigh. “Did you really just threaten someone over ice cream? Again?”
“…I said please.”
I apologize that these images aren’t “aesthetic” or anything. I think I may do a separate post soon that’s just supplies I use in my Grimoire, but for now, these are things I reach for time and again when doing any sort of craft or art. This is not a smallish post, but it was fun!
Note that I don’t really have favorite paint brushes – I do far more craft painting than “art” painting, so I’m kind of whatever on brushes as long as they’re synthetic. These are the ones I’m using right now but I wouldn’t call them “favorites.” I’ll try to add links to the products where I can; please note they are all Amazon links because it’s the most accessible to the most people, but most of this stuff you can find in other craft stores or online stores if you don’t shop at Amazon.
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I added some of the tools I use for paper crafting and bullet journaling (including my BoS), but many come in handy for miniatures as well.
Ooof. Here we go. Good thing compound sentences are my jam.
I am a Witch and a UU, and I believe both in magic and science, as well as in a deity that evolves, loves, and sorrows with their children; who is neither omnipotent nor omniscient but eternally present and benevolent; and that deity manifests itself to me as a more-or-less dyad Goddess of forest and moonlight, life and death, and above all things love.
The end of it.
Oh and also snow cones.
I haven’t read a single book this summer. In fact I’ve only read two or three this whole year. Isn’t that awful? Normally, I at least read nonfiction – I love learning about new things and history and archaeology and all sorts of philosophical and metaphysical topics. The last one I remember reading was a book on process theology by Carol Christ, which I think I mentioned a couple of months ago. Months!
Also a bit embarrassing: I hardly ever read fiction. I’m not sure why, although it might have similar causes to the fact that I almost never want to start a new TV series. Both require a massive emotional investment, or at least they do the way I enjoy things. And I almost never read urban fantasy because it starts leaking into my own work; I’d rather be inspired for my novels by Marvel movies or mythology and have to figure out how to twist those ideas into the kind of fiction I write. (Also I am incredibly insecure and often reading novels makes me despair for my own talent, which stops me from writing.) I can’t actually remember the last novel I read.
So embarrassing.
Day 19: Today the Sky Is…
…trying to kill us all as it has been for a couple of weeks now, but we got a moment’s respite this afternoon. While my roommate and I were safely in the Alamo Drafthouse air conditioning watching Mission: Impossible, a tiny patch of rain made its way into our area of Austin and it’s been raining off and on since. Walking out of the theater the petrichor was so strong it nearly knocked the breath out of me. The temperature was a good five or six degrees cooler, like paradise.
The Sun has been punishing this month – the sky that blue so intense it hurts your eyes. But at least today there was a rainbow. As much as I love to see those, and as much as I wanted to enjoy the brief moment of relief from the heat, the thought occurred: This is probably the coolest sumer of the rest of our lives.