Travelling Time and Space

Still between jobs I find myself with some extra time on my hands. Most of that is spent battling those huge amounts of laundry piling up in the two hampers in the house and taking care of some of the less enjoyable household chores usually reserved for spring cleanings. Anything to keep me busy, really, and therefore out of trouble.

I've been painting diligently this past week working to finish a long overdue commission that received a harsh set back earlier this year when accidental spillage ruined the pretty piece of art *sigh* A new design, new wording and about 36 hours later it's almost done and I'm very happy with the progress so far. More later when it's framed and ready to be shown off ...

Last week our Shire celebrated 12th Night. We'd rented a beautiful 100+ year building for the festivities and lots of fun was had by all. Finndragon did a great Santa impression assisted beautifully by Milica's daughter Katiebug and both enjoyed their very important task a lot. The food was delicious and it was nice to just hang out with everybody. Pictures can be found here http://www.flickr.com/groups/...

Yesterday we tried a new church. Since Access church canceled the Sunday evening service in favor of two Sunday morning services we have been in the market for a new church again. Reluctantly, very reluctantly, I need to add, because we loved and enjoyed Access. However, it's quite a drive away from where we live and getting there in time for one of the early morning services would seriously mess with our sacred Sunday family morning and simply turn our peaceful loving cozy Sundays into hectic get-ready mornings like every weekday *sigh*

Well, woe aside, it looks like we found a replacement that is a bit closer, starts later (even if it doesn't have a Sunday evening service) and reminded us in many aspects of our old church. So far, so good. We'll be back for more on Sunday and see how things develop. Finndragon did enjoy his kids' church and declared he wanted to go again.

Tomorrow marks the beginning of the end of Battlestar Galactica. SciFi channel will finally begin sharing the remaining episodes of season 4, the final season of this incredible slick, sexy and rather noir show we have grown to love.

I did not reschedule the biweekly A&S night this time. Months of forced abstinence do not necessarily make the heart grow fonder. In my case it's a sure way to wean myself off of a certain attraction. I can wait until Saturday to wear my Caprica t-shirt and to curl up in front of the TV for a dose of Papadama and Co, and much more prefer for Friday the hapy chatter and laughter of arts and sciences nuts at work :o)

Finndragon has been fervently praying for snow for the past two weeks, ever since we arrived here in Germany.

God listened.

This morning we woke to the frosty white splendor of snow dusted like powdered sugar over every surface muting and muffling sounds to quiet mumbling except for the crunch of snow underfoot and the gleeful laughter of two boys pelting their grandpa with snowballs.

Life's greatest joys are simply and free.