BethanyRambling

Weather

Grr. The weather refuses to co-operate. No matter how hard I screwed my face up in concentration and danced like crazy for snow, the sun was very persistent, and we had no white Christmas. Gul darn it.

I am becoming increasingly slothlike, and I can't even blame it on cold gloomy weather. I have to close my blinds and pretend like it's nasty. But it's not. It's sunny and beautiful. Grr.

I may be pulling out of my cocoon just a bit. I went on a massive cleaning spree on Christmas Eve, finding the orange peels in a bag by my bed that were contributing to a very strange odor, and now I can see the floor again. I actually got up before noon today. (really, that's better than it sounds; working until midnight, I don't generally sleep until 2 am, so before noon is really quite... well, it's less than ten hours of sleep, anyway.)

Still haven't found the desire to knit anything, which is really pissing me off. I have about fifty half-done projects, and instead of doing anything, I sit in my knitting chair and stare out the window. There is something that glitters, just over the pastor's house. I'm not sure if it is a weird weather vane, catching an odd reflection, or some Christmas lights from a strange angle, but every time I look out the window, day or night, there is a big, glowing arrow pointing westward.

Signs are a wonderful thing, but really they are only justifications. "Hmm, I feel like some ice cream... but I really shouldn't... but look at that, the refrigerator just went on! It's a sign!" So I am ignoring the arrow. For now.

Of course the arrow is also pointing to the Blue Castle, where the bathroom floor has yet to be finished and the buggy room still has its door closed firmly. Hey, but I said I'm ignoring that sign, right? At least for today.

I'll just procrastinate, and see which way the wind blows tomorrow.

don't feel like a title.

Whoof. I have been such a lump. Unwilling to budge from my bed in order to knit, go online, even take a whiz. Winter hibernation? Or just a good excuse?

I managed to go to the library and grocery store, and make some passable fudge today, and that's the most I have done in a week. I haven't even been getting up to put a CD on. What a lump.

Okay, so in the interest of getting out of my slump, I shall try to focus on happy things. Let's see... weather. Actually, that's not really a happy thing. Unless it makes a sharp turnaround and actually starts snowing in the next 48 hours. I want a white Christmas, damn it!

I've actually been seeing some of the winter weather beauties that aren't associated with snow. We've had a few amazing mornings with a thick mist or fog clinging to the valley, with the mountain tops peeking out the top, in pale violet skies. Fog so thick and cold that when you drive into it, it freezes on your windshield. And the woodsmoke smell throughout it all.

So it's pretty. That's as cheery as I feel today. Catch me tomorrow, I have homemade fudge and a bottle of champagne, and I intend to make myself merry.

poop

I have no problem dealing with people's shit; in fact, I'm pretty good at it. I do, however, draw the line at actually, physically, dealing with people's shit. I may not know exactly what I want to do with my life, but I hereby vow that very, very soon, I will have a job that does not have contact with other's excrement. I think that's a very reasonable demand.

Normally hotel jobs are such a breeze. They lull you into a false sense of security. And then you get someone who didn't make it to the bathroom and wants you to change his bed. Good lord, no. No, no, no. Not for six dollars an hour. Maybe not for sixty.

Bwah. Urgh. Okay, shake it off. By tomorrow, I'll be lulled back into that comfy denial.

Let's see, what else... I made some cookies, wrapped up a candle, and went to the Ladie's Bible Study Christmas Party today. It was nice. Chai tea and chocolate, and I got a copy of the Left Behind video in the exchange. Amazing, considering that ninety percent of the presents were candles. Much fun.

Now it's getting dark, and I have to run over to the Blue Castle to clean up the mess I made. Tomorrow, I lay the first tile in the bathroom. Dang, I've been saying that for a while, haven't I? Well, tomorrow, it's really going to happen.

Good lord, no, I can't do cables without a cable needle. I know it's probably slowing me down, but it's a lot quicker than struggling with a crochet hook to find all the stitches I dropped the other way. And I'm pretty speedy with the needle now.

It is gor-gee-ous outside right now. It started snowing last night, full-tilt, and it just stopped a few minutes ago, when the sun came out. There is about a foot of fresh, light snow on the ground, and piled up on all the trees and posts. Ooo, it's beautiful. I tried to work at my computer this morning, and I spent half an hour staring out the window before I got anything done. Now I am just itching to go build a snowman, but I made myself promise to post first.

So. We have snow. Work is the same. Everything else is the same. And that's about it out here. Of course, if I wait until something interesting happens to post, you might not hear from me for a while.

Eek! The sun is already melting stuff, even though it's only been out for a minute! Must run out and frolic! Only have the rest of the winter to play in the snow, can't dawdle!

Have fun today!

Pics

Poop, I got carried away again, and I am out of time. I should have been in bed hours ago. Okay. I'm good, Montana's good, it's cold, but pretty. That said, here are pictures.

Montana sweater:

Flathead Lake:

Momma with the Sacred Heart:

Lake near West Glacier:

And that's all for now, really must sleep.