So is that where the rep point came from.You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to Arlene89 again.
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So is that where the rep point came from.You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to Arlene89 again.
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sigh, peach coffee cake. how lovely.
i really love peach season. i try to fill my freezer full of enough peaches to get me through the year until the following season. last fall, i failed miserably on account of that stupid injury.
which means i'll probably go way overboard during this season. peaches are my very favorite fruit, so i am sort of obsessed with those really scrumptious tree tripe peaches. i don't like them canned because i think it sort of ruins the texture, so i prefer to preserve and freeze them.
what to make for dinner
*opens freezer*
what do i have in here?
peaches and ice. hmmm
yes, i did that once. i filled both of my freezers with so much produce that i had to wait two months before i could fit anything else. but i am kind of that way in general. when i lived in the middle of nowhere, you "stocked up" and i guess i never outgrew that--a mild "prepper" without even trying. yeah. a couple friends tease me about coming to "shop" at my house. which i tell them is fine as long as they don't mess up my pantry organization system.
speaking of preserving, i'm making both preserved lemons and vanilla extract/vanilla bean paste this weekend, i think. my big batch of vanilla pods arrived today, and i have the grocer holding a case of meyer lemons for me in the back of my grocery. wheee!
I'm pretending it's a leisurely Saturday morning, even though it's Thursday. I have today off. An out of town rehearsal later this afternoon conflicts with my work schedule, so I requested today off way back in March. My boss, in a moment of weakness or benevolence (you pick) gave me tomorrow off as well, so I don't have to work until Monday! I got a few errands done, and had some peaches and nectarines that were getting too soft, so I baked them into a homemade coffee cake, which turned out abso-flippin-lutely amazing!
Talking to God while enjoying french roast and peach coffee cake - - life doesn't get any better than this!
I know well get into fights eventually, but seriously, I've tried to fight with him, just to see what he'd do, and he won't argue with me. It's almost frustrating. None of his friends have ever seen him mad, he doesn't even know what he's like when he's mad...
It breaks my heart that at your age, you've already been through something like that. Especially at the hands of someone you trusted- that's worse, somehow...and no matter what kind of self defense you know, it IS shocking. I remember all too well freezing up like that in the past- which may be why I was so quick this time to do anything I could to prevent it. And, should you ever (God forbid) find yourself in that situation with anyone again, I doubt you'd freeze and panic again.
It's sickening that this happens to anybody, ever.
So...a little while ago, I mentioned having punched someone in self-defense.
I gave my ex a bloody nose for putting his hands on me and not backing off when I told him to stop. I've never seen him quite like how he was tonight- very aggressive. He didn't hurt me, but instinct told me that was his plan. Ironic that this would happen so soon after I blogged about similar-worse-events yesterday. I'm not one of those people who is paranoid about constant spiritual attacks, but...seems like too much of a coincidence. I don't know. I'm glad I punched him. Glad that for once I knew what to do, and glad I had the ability to do it.
This week has been utter insanity.
Did I miss something? Where did monicat go? I tried searching for her and can't find her...?
Dang, people used to give me and Pipp a hard time for chatting in forums for half of what you two are doing. Now you two are so blatant and chatty yet no ones giving you a hard time!
Well, i'm starting it. Uhh... *gives you two a hard time about it... hmm... i need practice...
Don't give them too hard a time... they're both so sweet and precious![]()
i've deliberately held off on replying to this until now, because i too had a bit of a reaction to reading your words. as far as i've traveled, and healed, i'm still amazed at how a few words or scene can take me right back to powerfully emotional memories.
what i'm most happy for is that you were able to defend yourself and walk away with the confidence knowing that you CAN react and take care of yourself in such a situation. that has got to be a great boost of confidence. or i hope that it will give you that.
personally, the only lingering issue from my assault is that i wasn't able to defend myself. i wasn't able to get away. most people who know me well, couldn't hide their surprise of the fact that i wasn't able to do more.
forgiving myself for not being (more) successful was one of the hardest things i ever had to do. i was just really, really TICKED OFF that i didn't get one good blow in. that infuriated me. it felt like a betrayal of myself.
i'm pretty sure there is a population that is counting on women to be too meek, well-behaved, terrified, or insecure in their abilities to react with swift and decisive physical action. a population that thinks that we will have no choice but to cower and be at their mercy.
next time i'll be better prepared, and cristen, you're officially my hero.
I appreciate that...it means a lot that you'd say that. I don't feel like a hero...I learned the hard way years ago what happens if I don't follow my instinct and take action the minute I have an opportunity. I feel more like...a little set back from the progress I was making. I'm angry that it happened at all and that he had the power to make me feel as bad as I did this morning, even having stopped him. I dunno. I kinda spent the day licking my wounds, but tomorrow...moving on.
Thank you for sharing what you did. And I'm sorry to anyone else who had bad and painful memories brought up by my sharing what I did. You ladies are some tough cookies and I have a lot of respect for all of you.
Man, I'm scared of getting a new kitty, but I also would REALLY love to have another. Dogs don't like cuddles as much as kitties do. Kitties will sleep on your lap if you let them. Mister Moustache almost did that once. He was the best, and I still can't believe he's gone.
(And also very vulnerable to being given a hard time.)
Moments of pure terror...
I was just laying the baby down in her bed in my room when I heard a blood- curdling scream from the living room. My son.
I leave the window open with a small fan across the bottom of it. He's lately taken to looking out the window, but it's usually on the other side...
apparently he was trying to look down. I don't know. I came running in, and the screen was missing and the fan was dangling outside by the cord, and my little boy was halfway out the window.
We live on the third floor.
I don't...I can't...*sigh* when it rains, it pours. Thank God I caught him in time, but...*sigh*