Final Jeopardy

Category for tonight, 17 Dec 2018: Norse Mythology

Relative: I don’t know if I know anything about this mythology.

Me, very aware that Idk a lot of the myths: It depends. I might know it, but I can’t guarantee anything.

Question: He turned into a mare —

Me, already yelling at the tv: Loki!

Q (not an exact quote due to me yelling): — and gave birth to an eight-legged horse who would go on to become Odin’s steed

Me, spelling His name out and debating if I should include surname: i s2g if anyone gets this wrong


Fork Theory

I’m a bit scattered with a borderline frantic edge lately. I’ve already covered that I’m reasonably sure my tumblr blogs will survive after the 17th, but it’s like the Fork Theory (see below). Fork: My grandfather’s birthday is coming up on the 16th (the one who died this past Sept; TW: Cancer II). Fork: Thanksgiving was hectic but did manage to distract us from this year being the first without him. However, due to our family being spread out and some living out-of-state (preexisting) and Words at Thanksgiving (new), Christmas won’t be like that. It’s always been a smaller affair featuring my grandparents, mother, and sister.

Fork: Yesterday, my mother, sister, and I went Xmas shopping, and I made myself sad in the middle of Walmart looking at calendars. It’s something that he used to cover exclusively until I found more specific ones in one of the bookstores on campus (so I would cover my mom and sister), and I automatically reminded myself that I shouldn’t get xyz because he would cover it. Fork: I’ve already lost content to communal blogs and people have (justifiably) left tumblr, and I feel like I’m losing time before whatever the final fracturing of some communities will be on the 17th.

I can’t control the vast majority of this. I feel like I’m back in a grind-to-cope coping mechanism (basically how I got through college), and if I can just Do Enough I might be able to limp across the finish line. The only problem this time around is that I don’t have an extensive external structure with multiple sources of pressure to keep me upright and Doing. I dug out an old sketchbook with the goal of trying to make my own planner instead of buying a prefabricated one. I switched between Google docs with WIP plays, WIP fanfics, and the barest skeleton of what I might try to hammer out during next year’s Nanowrimo.

I looked up yarn weight info because I’m trying to get back into knitting (and I have a skein of Mystery Yarn that I’ll need to do some gauge swatches on before I know if it’ll work for a certain project). I found out that my LJ is probably dead, but it does mean that looking at Dreamwidth resources for tumblr transferees made a little sense. I browsed through my language tags on my fandom/misc. tumblr (eventually, I’ll settle on one language to try to learn). My concentration may be shot to hell or sporadic so I couldn’t do much today, but I can devote a somewhat stupid amount of effort to this blogging situation.

Is it *truly* the best use of my time, energy, and mental resources? Probably not, but I can control something while importing or manually cross posting sideblogs. In hindsight, some of the gifsets may have worked out better in terms of my media storage limit if I had gone a different route than a straight forward import, but overhauling my theme, about, pages, and such is the easiest fork to address right now.

[Copying the important explanation from user jenroses:

“Have I told y’all about my husband’s Fork Theory?

If I did already, pretend I didn’t, I’m an old.

So the Spoon Theory is a fundamental metaphor used often in the chronic pain/chronic illness communities to explain to non-spoonies why life is harder for them. It’s super useful and we use that all the time.

But it has a corollary.

You know the phrase, “Stick a fork in me, I’m done,” right?

Well, Fork Theory is that one has a Fork Limit, that is, you can probably cope okay with one fork stuck in you, maybe two or three, but at some point you will lose your shit if one more fork happens.

A fork could range from being hungry or having to pee to getting a new bill or a new diagnosis of illness. There are lots of different sizes of forks, and volume vs. quantity means that the fork limit is not absolute. I might be able to deal with 20 tiny little escargot fork annoyances, such as a hangnail or slightly suboptimal pants, but not even one “you poked my trigger on purpose because you think it’s fun to see me melt down” pitchfork.

This is super relevant for neurodivergent folk. Like, you might be able to deal with your feet being cold or a tag, but not both. Hubby describes the situation as “It may seem weird that I just get up and leave the conversation to go to the bathroom, but you just dumped a new financial burden on me and I already had to pee, and going to the bathroom is the fork I can get rid of the fastest.””

User cipheramnesia:
“I like this and also I like the low key point that you may be able to cope with bigger forks by finding little ones you can remove quickly. A combination of time, focus, and reduction to small stressors that can allow you to focus on the larger stressor in a constructive way.”]

Vanic Import

I have a bad feeling I’m going to be dealing with a lot of double posting because I cross posted some of these between tumblr and WP. My apologies for the mess, but it’ll take a bit to get just-another-vanic-shrine situated and edit imported tags.

Tags from current version featuring Frey, Freya, Njord, Nott, and Sunna:

  • admin note
  • Faces
  • offerings: edible
  • offerings
  • Holidays
  • the bounty of land and sea (for that which is edible to non-humans)
  • beekult (bees, beekeeping, and such)
  • deerkult (antlers, deer, reindeer, etc.)
  • whalekult (various species of whales)
  • florakult (plants, flowers, herbs, trees, etc.)
  • sacred ink (tattoos)
  • return to the sea (ocean, ships, sea creatures)
  • twix land and sea (seashore, lighthouses)
  • return to the land (forests, farms, gardens)
  • repairing our world (sustainability efforts)
  • renewable energy (general)
  • spacekult (space, meteor showers, stars)
  • she wears the moon (lunar related)
  • Individual names: Njord, Frey, Freya, Nott, Sunna.

. . .

Leftover tags from Mani portion:

  • Lunar Faces (lunar related)
  • Activities: cooking
  • Movies & tv shows (gifsets)
  • Stuffie (stuffed animals)
  • Void-of-course (calming stuff, coping mechanisms, encouragement, etc.)
  • sfw


Words from the Vanir: In times of trouble…

Silver and Gold

I’ve been appalled and horrified, but not necessarily surprised, by the events this past weekend in Charlottesville. It’s as if the general public is waking up to the insidious destructive nature of white supremacy here in the US. I feel like it’s a drum I’ve been beating for several years now, and many other Heathens have been beating it much longer–they’re here! they’re destroying our culture and our religion! they’re destroying US, Americans, as a people, Heathens and Christians and Jews and Muslims alike! And it’s a tiny bit of a relief to finally hear from public figures that they see this too, and that they, too, are horrified. Or at least most of them are. (Our president the laughingstock is another matter entirely.)

I’ve been reading FB and news sources and other people’s blogs to the point that I’m actually getting physically nauseous most of the day, every day…

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#god feels

A writing prompt picture (Source.)

“I’m not sorry.” There was a sharp pain somewhere in his chest – “It was an accident. You didn’t mean it -” – but he couldn’t pinpoint it to his heart. He turned back from the door with a childish hope that his mother might still put up a fight and stop him. “You didn’t mean it -”  Tears slowly slid down his cheeks, but he knew he wasn’t lying. “I’m not sorry”, a whisper, an ache of dying hope.

The Only Choice — The Twisted Rope

This week has been a long, hard week. Like many of you, I spent Tuesday night pensively watching the election results flow in. Like many of you, I spent Tuesday night feeling worse and worse as more and more of the US map was painted red. Like many of you, I woke up Wednesday morning […]

via The Only Choice — The Twisted Rope

Wep Ronpet 2016

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I was asked to nod to the Netjeru with birthdays during the Epagomenal Days leading to Wep Ronpet (New Year). Each Netjer wanted to share a card for the year.

  • Day 1 – Osiris (King of Wands)
  • Day 2 – Horus (R 4 Swords)
  • Day 3 – Set (Hierophant)
  • Day 4 – Aset (R Tower)
  • Day 5 – Nephthys (R 7 Coins)

For Wep Ronpet, I switched the shrine over to something more general for the while Netjeru.

Wep Ronpet: A Guide

The Twisted Rope

Every year you see lots of Kemetics talking about the beloved Wep Ronpet that occurs every summer. It’s a great set of holidays and its one of the only holidays that I celebrate out of the hundreds of Kemetic holidays and festivals that I have to choose from.

So it’s kind of a big deal.

However, I was noticing that there aren’t very many resources out there for how you actually go about celebrating the holiday. So I wanted to pool some resources here in one spot for others to use so that they, too can celebrate Wep Ronpet!

So what is Wep Ronpet?

Wep Ronpet is the Kemetic New Year. It falls usually somewhere btwn late July and mid-August. The date for Wep Ronpet varies each year, as it is marked by the rising of Sopdet, modernly known as Sirius. In antiquity, the date would have been based off…

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