It has snowed its hardest today. My powerline to the house dangles precariously at a 45 degree angle still. The last snow slide sent it off the roof. The electrician comes tomorrow morning at 10. Which means going to bed at 2 am on Christmas break will be a little challenging in the a.m. But I love staying up late, cavorting around in my under armour, burning smelly things like this delightful candle called “peace,” drinking tea, listening to music, making things, and spending time with my dog. That’s the short list. I’m a busy one and am never bored. Christmas break is an absolutely splendid time for someone like me with a plethora of interests and loves to read and write. It’s play time! So I’ll just bear it…don’t know about the grinning part and will take a mid morning nap later. Maybe I’ll visit Starbucks for chai latte.
Today I wrote a rather lengthy paper on visual literacy for a grant thing…an end of the grant requirement to get your money sort of thing. It was actually a fun and interesting paper to write…or at least that was my approach. I am becoming a disciplined enough writer that I will now outline to save myself much time in revision. This has been a tough lesson for me… more of a surrender of sorts. See, my inner muse is a stubborn, mule-headed hussy. She just wants to write and “don’t impose your rules and structure on her.” But I have finally got her to relent on the outlining by proving how much easier writing is with a little discipline which really is just a little planning. It doesn’t take away any of the joy of writing. It actually increases it. She finally acknowledged this today after the paper was finished. “See,” I said. “Wasn’t that easier?!” She scowled, flipped a nod in my direction. I’ll take that as a yes. So we’ve made progress. For once the editor and the muse almost exchanged smiles…more like sneers and smirks in passing but it’s progress on one of the tougher points in the relationship.
Here’s a picture of my dog Merlin when he was about a year old. He’s dangerously cute…meaning he gets away with way too much. He’s a Lhasa Apso and all boy.

I discovered the meanest grilled ham and cheese on rye (Jewish not Russian) ever. Try Hickory Farms sweet mustard, smoked gouda cheese, and black forest ham. Grill it up and prepare to be amused. You might even swear a little it’s so good.
So in terms of movies, we have been on a role lately…Ironman, Batman, and now Watchmen…screech! Not if Fox studios has its way. They want to stop the release of this movie because back when they didn’t release all of the story rights to the movie. So then the right thing to do is to… stop a movie that has been made and is anticipated from being released. You know, karma can be such a bitch. Tread easy, Fox Studios.
If you are looking for some seasonal music that delights the ear, check out Magical Strings. They play Celtic music on instruments that they make themselves. In fact Phillip Boulding actually teaches how to make instruments. They also teach music workshops on Celtic music. Amazing folks. I have been to many of their Christmas performances and leave with a gladdened heart and usually a new cd. Harps, hammered dulcimers, violins, Irish step dancing, a little magic, and lots of talent!! That’s the Christmas experience with the Boulding family.
Okay, on to more writing for a teacherly thing and then the South American Chullo. May the season bring you great peace, joy, and lightness of spirit.
-Patricia