Tag Archive: Weather


Baby, it’s cold outside

Well… not so much today. We’re going to break 0 (zero) degrees.

Yesterday was bitter, though.
cold
Yeah… two scarves.
Stupid, stupid cold

Stay warm, my friends.

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I don’t feel bad or anything… I just don’t feel good.

It’s not even a melancholy feeling.
I just feel, I don’t know, tired.

For the past few days, I haven’t been able to get warm. I have been constantly hungry.
I haven’t had much of a drive to do anything.

I mean, I have things I want to do. I even started some stuff.
But I just can’t seem to finish anything.

I think I just need to nap. I would totally sleep in tomorrow, too, except that we got a few inches of snow and I need to move my car off the front street and move it around the side so I don’t get towed.
I was actually really surprised that St. Paul declared a snow emergency – until I saw the residential streets. Ugh, what a friggin’ mess! Icy ruts and mounds of packed snow. I couldn’t even get into the garage from the last bit of plowing.

Bleh.

Well… I get to rest up tomorrow. Nothing big until the evening.
I go out, move cars, and go right back to bed.
Yay!

10 Days.

Holy crap, we have 10 days.

10 days to pick music, 10 days to reherse, 10 days to get the rest of everything situated.

Holy crap.

I want this to go smoothly. I need this to be successful.
otherwise, why have we been working so hard?

Something Tribal has been Tasha’s baby. We’ve worked very hard to get the little details done. Clearing up the nuances of dance movements, perfecting technique… ::sigh::
I’ve so excited to dance with Wendy Allen of FatChanceBellyDance, and to be a part of Something Tribal. But I can feel a little stress starting the set in, and I know Tasha is super-stressed (in part, because her mother-in-law temporarily moved into their home).

We’ve had someone try to sabotage the event – stealing vendors (trying to) for their own event that is still weeks away. I get the imporession that someone has been trash-
talking Tasha, too. She doesn’t like to gossip, but I know there is a history with a gal from a former troupe that has not been so kind to her.

In all this, I am still really stoked for SomethingTribal.
We managed to pick up some advertisers and vendors, we’ve had some generous donors give so that others may attend.
But… I wish I could get one BIG sponsor. Something that would really help us break even. No, I don’t expect us to make money this year, or even next; it’s only our first year, and that is the nature of running events such as this. I have plans for next year, and sponsor letters will be going out in October, rather than November/December. I have a bigger list than this year, too, as peolpe started making recommendations to me. Yay!

I was really stressed last night about all of this, and I wanted to speak to the Lady. But no dreams came last night.
My guess is that this is something I must do on my own.
She’ll let me know if soomething isn’t right.

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PS… it’s still damn cold here.

I feel bad for my friends in Duluth.

It is Butt-A$$ cold out there.

Today is January 20.
Tomorrow, in many parts of my beautiful state, it is supposed to be really, really cold. I mean, dangerously cold.

Here in the cities, we can expect below zero temps with wind chills that will lead us to -20 degrees.
Up North, though, they’re supposed to be in the teens-below zero before wind chill. Ouch.

Today.

 

Today, factoring in the wind.

 

I, fortunately, have tomorrow off.  But still. Damn.
I think I’ll just stay at home and lounge in my pjs. And cuddle with the kitties.
And NOT go outside.

 

Now I’m going to go make a tater-tot hotdish. Or maybe some lemon squares.

It’s a Hot One

I’m going to try this again…. since somehow my original post managed to be deleted.

It’s effin’ hot here.
So hot, in fact, that a local radio station did this and this.
We’ve had heat-related injuries and deaths  over the last week.

With the humidity, the last few days have been steamy. Over 100 degrees (Fahrenheit).
Right now, the weather-folks are saying it is 101 degrees in the Cities. But with the humidity, it feels more like 110.
Gross.

I’m really glad we got the pool up.

Fortunately, it seems like we’ll get a break. The temps should drop down to a more manageable 80-90 degrees. And, hopefully, we’ll get some rain down here.

Well… I’m going to get ready for a BBQ with friends.
I need to slather on a boat-load of sunblock before my pastey Northgirl self gets out there.
Have a good weekend everyone!

To of my favorite people are getting married (to each other) today!

I met Keith back in 2005 while I was running bar trivia to raise money for Animal Ark Shelter. He and two friends were sitting at a table in the restaurant. I didn’t often go into the restaurant area for trivia because I felt it would be rude to interrupt folks having dinner. But, one of the servers I knew (because, let’s face it, I was at the bar so often that the management had my phone number) pointed them out to me.
The trivia of the night was “Geek-topia”. It featured topics such as Jim Henson, D&D, Star Wars, Star Trek, and a few other random nerdy movies and games. And yes, if you looked at these three sitting there together, you would just know that they were geeky.They won by a HUGE margin.

Keith met Marie through an dating site a little over a year ago.
Most of us were relieved when he found a girlfriend – it really seemed to calm his angst and, um, frustration.  😉

She really is good for him. They share an interest in photography, movies, and games. And she is one of the sweetest, most intelligent women I have met. She’s bilingual, and open to cultures outside of white-bread American.

I knew that their wedding day wouldn’t be traditional… or boring.
Neither of them is religious. I get the feeling that she, though, is pretty spiritual. So a friend of theirs (who was one of the geeks at the table) will be performing a civil ceremony for them.

They’re getting married at a park here in the Cities. The forecast about a week ago had today as well into the 80s. Now, we’re looking at 70s with a [high] chance of rain.
However, I don’t feel bad about it, or wish for a more “perfect” day.

You see, rain is a GOOD thing.
According to this article and many others, rain is a good omen.

I am very happy for them, and excited to be a part of their big day.

 

Stormy Day

This is what my end of the world looks like:

That’s a whole lotta rain.

Frankly, it’s quite lovely outside. I enjoy the sound of the rain (especially since my Susheela Ramen album is playing). It’s very relaxing. And, since it started raining, my mirgaine is toning down.

I woke up with a start around 5 am… it felt like someone broke in and hit me with a mallet. That was the beginning.
I took the last of my Excedrine to try and get a bit more sleep, ended up over-sleeping and being late for work. Fortunately, my office if pretty forgiving about that – they’re also aware of my migraine issues.

So, crappy start to the day. But it’s getting better.
I can listen to the rain, say a little prayer, and relax. It’s nice and quiet in my office – my boss just left for the weekend, so it’s just me in here. Peace.

~Breathe Deep, Seek Peace~

It’s been a rough week for my household. I think the other cats have finally realized that Peanut isn’t coming home. Wookie has been a little sh*t, Banshee has been mopey, and Calli has been biting whenever she can.
It has gotten a little better over the last 2 days, but they are still settling.

And me? Well… I thought I was adjusting relatively well.
Then last night struck.

I don’t know if I was just uber vulnerable because of a recent temperature change, or if my hormones are all wonky. But last night was absolutely hellish. I couldn’t fall asleep, every time I closed my eyes I could see her on that vet table breathing her last breath. Because of the tube in her nose, her eyes never closed. It was very surreal in real life, and in the “dream”  it was heartbreaking. I kept asking everyone “Why aren’t her eyes closed?” and “Are you sure? She’s still looking at me.”
No one could or would give me an answer.

I had a mini-breakdown.

I sat up in bad and meditated a while. I needed to clear my head and relax.
So I tried to go to a quiet, happy place.

I don’t really know how long it took, but eventually I floated to an open room. I say open, but it was really more comfortable – there weren’t any doors or windows or anything. But it was spacious and quiet and clean. The carpet was soft and squishy. I could here music – it was my mp3 player.

After a while I wondered why I was in the room. Why not my happy little field.
A soft, masculine voice spoke through what I can only equate to an intercom system. He told me that this was what my mind looked like right now because I was trying to isolate myself.

It’s amazing the stuff we hide from ourselves, huh?

He told me that when I was ready to stop blaming myself and let go, I could leave.
Great. I locked myself in a friggin’ institution.

I sat around for a little bit, playing with my hair and running my fingers through the plush carpeting (no, that is not a euphemism). At least when I mentally lock myself in a padded room, I use only the finest quality floor-coverings. 😀

At some point I asked the nice man what I could do.
After a while, he responded with, “It isn’t your fault.”
And I teared up a little.
“It really isn’t. You cannot blame yourself. You know it was the right decision.”
At this point I’m full-on crying. I must have gone on for a good ten minutes… not that I have ever really been able to keep track of time in there.
I think I actually cried myself to sleep in real-life. And I dreamed of the field.

I had let go the best way I knew how: Crying the hell out of it.
By letting go of the tears, I had let go of the guilt. I think I woke up around 4 or 5. My husband was home from work and playing video games or something, so it had to be after 3. I felt a bit relieved, though I had a small headache. I reached for my water bottle and took a few good swigs.

So, I feel some relief. Which is all I can really ask for right now.

Except for some Excedrin… my physical self is not so happy.
You see, I am my own barometer.
We had a pretty dramatic pressure change, so my head feel like I got punched right in the nose. My neck is all tensed up and stuff. We’re supposed to have a substantial storm rolling in tomorrow. Ick.

But I downloaded a crap-ton of music yesterday, so I’m putting together a new meditation playlist. Yeah!

Back to it.

~Breathe deep, seek peace~

Natural Healing

I’m my own barometer when it comes to storms, and we’ve had some strange, shifting weather here in the Twin Cities (St. Paul & Minneapolis, MN, for non-natives). Because of this, my head has been pounding.

I often look to natural remedies for common ailments, and my headaches and migraines are no exceptions. Usually, a nice, hot tea will relax a headache. I have found very little healing for migraines. A ton of water and some rest are the most beneficial, though not always.

But, here’s a great little tea recipe I found a while back. Put on some relaxing music, close your eyes, and focus on heaing thoughts while you sip this tea.

– 3 tbs rosemary
– 2 cups of boiling water
– honey and lemon juice to taste

Put the rosemary in a big bowl
When the water is boiling pour it in the bowl and cover
let it set for ten minutes, strain with something such as a tea ball, cloth or coffee filter
and add honey and lemon juice for flavor

I have heard that equal parts ginger, rosemary, and a caffeinated tea are also good. If I get a chance to try that, I’ll let you know.

Blessed be.