How The Plume Was Won And Where It Got Us
It was a dramatic day at the playground today. Everybody was kung-fu fighting.
Mads and Magnethe
And Mads and the Buck.
Check the big version of the last one to see them readying for the big butting jump.
It was one big fight!
..nah, not really. It was calm and peaceful as always. Cold. But the goats warm my heart, so that’s okay. A nice way to start the week, seeing the goats. It’s been a while since I went goatvisiting on a Monday, because normally I have visitations then. But last Monday we agreed to only meet every two weeks, instead of every week. I felt like I needed a little more decompression time between visits. Even though they have all gone well so far, I still worry and stress over them. But now I have a little more time to adjust.
Speaking of visitations, he gave me a bunch of papers about volunteer work and social projects and things like that. So I’ll be looking at that and seeing if there’s anything I feel comfortable with.
We shall see.
Also dropped by the parents’s house. To help with computer stuff. They had contracted a virus it seems. Luckily nothing dramatic, and I was able to clean it out no problemos.
And so life meanders on in its merry little way.
November 27th, 2007 at 4:29
Now I’m humming: “Everyone Was Kung-Fu Fighting” and I can’t get it out of my head! Bad Plume!
I e-mailed you a Caramel Bread Pudding Recipe. When you look at the recipe, it has a box to click that you can change the measurements to metric. I thought I had done that already, but you can do it after you get it. When you have old, stale bread this is what you can do with it instead of throwing it at the birds.
I tried to convert the DreamCake recipe from metric to US measurements and I got all but the deciliters figured (sort of). They give you all kinds of helpful hints like Australian metric measurements are different than British metric measurement, etc., etc. and nothing works out exactly.
Which to them is okay, since cooking isn’t quite the exact science you might think it is unless you are making something very complicated, like a souffle. Then all must be PERFECT.
I’m getting so confused, I’m having trouble with my own US measurements! They said when I was in grade school, we would all have to know metrics as the US would change in a few years. I don’t want to tell you how many years ago that was, and we still haven’t changed. Couldn’t understand metrics then, doubt it will happen now.
November 27th, 2007 at 4:50
I just sent you another e-mail. I’m not a doctor, but I think with phobias when you avoid something that makes you uncomfortable, it just makes the phobia worse. So I’m thinking your “visitator” needs to come several times a week until you are so comfortable with him that he becomes like a piece of furniture in your apartment or you consider him your “life-sized” Santa!
I think the social projects or volunteer projects are a great idea. I think you will have to be “uncomfortable” at first when you start. If you wait until you’re “comfortable”, I don’t think you will pick one.
Practice good self-talk, practice relaxation techniques to use in stressful situations, take small steps to overcoming your fears. I know you can do it. (And I know everything as I am “The Exalted Ruler of the Universe” and don’t you forget it!)
You don’t have to do it perfectly, you just have to do it!
November 27th, 2007 at 21:52
Great advice, Debster!
November 27th, 2007 at 23:33
Debster – Mwhaha, my evil plan worked. *hums kungfu fighting* damn, it worked TOO well, now I can’t get it out of my head either!
Thank you for the recipe. That’s interesting. Although I think the goats will be upset with me if I start using my old bread myself, normally they get to have it! But I can hide away a little at the time I guess. Maybe I will try it out. The metric changer seemed to work ok.
I googled up this converter: http://www.unitconversion.org/unit_converter/volume.html
Looks like it can handle deciliters. Anyway good luck. What’s the worst that can happen? (Newspaper headline two days later: “MYSTERIOUS EXPLOSION LEVELS HALF OF AMERICA. PEOPLE BAFFLED AS IT STARTS RAINING COCONUT MILK”.)
I shall look at the mayo you sent. Hoho. You are right about the avoidance thing. It’s just that there are some things that are too hard… with the help of therapy and meds and all that I have gotten to the place where I can do some things, like the christmas party (on Friday, yikes) and concert and such. But smaller, intimate, one-on-one stuff.. it gets too hard, and I don’t think I’m going to get much better than I am right now. I’m quite a bit better off than I was say 5 years ago. Maybe I should push myself more, but I don’t know how much I’ll survive.. and with the christmas party and possible projects, at least I’m not totally quitting. We’ll see..
November 28th, 2007 at 2:51
Didn’t the Bread Pudding recipe sound good? Thank you for the converter. Depending on how well I think the translation goes, I may or may not cause a “Coconut Explosion” in the US. I thought your Elderberry Soup sounded good that you wrote about one time.
Nope, Plumey. You’re definitely NOT a quitter. And I do think you will get better and better as time goes on. You have made such progress and I’m very proud of you. I sometimes think I can almost feel your isolation and wish I were closer to help you out. You would think I was a piece of furniture in your apartment as I would be around so much.
Enjoy your party on Friday. You had some wonderful pictures from last year’s party. Our goat gets invited to a party but YOU get invited to a party and the goats will already be there! Nina will help you out as well as Bodil. Remember you did fine last year, just the fact that you are going is wonderful. And good to hear you are considering some projects.
(Still humming “Kung Fu Fighting”, darn you Plume!)
November 29th, 2007 at 22:48
Debster – It sounded very good, and quite different from what I imagined “bread pudding” to be!
Hmm, I could do with a Debster chair maybe! Although I have a feeling that you’d be the one feeling uncomfortable, not me then. Hehe.
I hope the party will be good this year, last year’s was a treat. Fingers crossed.