Mortaine’s Blog

Personal projects for May:

Finish selling the house
Weight Watchers
Mini-presentation for STC
Queens Basket sample skeins (due June 1: get them to Sorcha beforehand)
Scrapbooks
May 14: Party (J.F.)
May 15: Owen’s Baptism
May 21: Neighborinos
Memorial Day Weekend: Craft weekend

I found this tucked into a notebook I use for jotting stuff down. No idea when I wrote it, but I’m pretty sure it’s one of those “I had a dream about this” notes, not an actually story:

The world has flooded. In the living lands, shallow waters and thriving sea life make and intersection of air-breather and water-breather.

We who can cross into both realms, who know the ways of walking man as well as the whale. We are an old race, a race which has forgotten more magic than men will ever learn. And so we taught our younger brethren to breathe in the waters, to swim, to navigated as much by the rhysthm of the ocean song as by the stars.

In those days, I was a young woman, and much desired. The land-men as well as my own kind had been entranced by my strength and my beauty.

In those days, I was a comfort to my aged father, and by him grew with child. The porpoise does not shun his kind for mating, so I did not shun him, and we brought comfort and beautify to each others’ lives.

But my suitor, the land-man, was hirrified when I came to him, my blue dress pulled tight across my growing belly. Angrily, he left me and, going to the sea, he killed my father and stained the oceans waves with his blood.

And so, I rejected him.

….

I upgraded to Mac OSX 10.3 (Panther) last night. Yes, I know… the new version is coming out soon. I upgraded because I have a program that does not work on 10.2.8. I suspect, though, that my Clie software will now break magnificently.

Panther did not solve the problem with posting to LiveJournal, though. *sigh*

In unrelated news: I had a dream last night that I was a doctor (like on ER), and I was doing a midnight clinic out in the middle of nowhere. When we opened, there was a big rush of people, but then it slacked off, so I did some cleaning and organizing (yes, I have dreams in which I put boxes away… it sucks). I eventually realized that the number of people I had seen was nowhere near as many as had originally lined up, so I opened the door. It turned out there was a guy who was managing the line, and he hadn’t been sending people in. These people had been waiting for hours while I put boxes away. I let them all inside and started triaging. My friend Inga (who is an RN in real, awake life) called and I told her I could really use a nurse to help triage and take backgrounds on people, because it was taking me forever to figure out who to treat first. She said she’d be right over. At one point, someone asked why the guy with the gunshot wound hadn’t been taken care of, but he wasn’t there anymore, and I figured he must have died or gone home while I put the boxes away.

I still have to decide if I’m going to do a separate book for Doris, the Ecuadorean girl I sponsored before Zuonogo (Doris family graduated from the program and became self-sufficient), or if I want to make pages for her and put them into the same book with Zuonogo. Most of my pages for either girl are letters or annual reports from the field. I’ve only sponsored girls so far– they have a lot harder lives than boys, in general.

Yesterday, John and I went down to Capitola for some shopping, and I ended up getting my ring cleaned at the mall– yay! Back in February, I noticed a black mark on my wedding ring, on either side of the diamonds, and it really bothered me. It’s nice to have my ring all sparkly again.

Apparently, I cannot post more than 2 paragraphs of text to my lj. I have no idea why. There are no server issues known, and I can’t think of any reason this would be the case with LJ and no other server in the world.

*sigh* Sometimes, I hate the internet.