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So this summer has not been good so far, shall we say, and at the moment we are still hanging fire, so -- let's think about joys instead.

*the beauty of Peter Capaldi as Twelve, with special attention to the third gif down on the right side, because that is some Lord Peter Wimsey tailored-shoulders nonsense right there
*rereading the Vane-Wimsey Quartet for comfort
*brewing this morning's tea (Fortnum's black tea with strawberry)
*multi-grain baton of bread from Publix, where shopping is seriously a pleasure
*payday coming up!
*the new Diana Krall album

What's giving you joy today? May the list be long, may the joys linger.
usedtobeljs: (Lorne Damn! by Bouncy Monkey)
A short piece but mine own, a Season Six fixit diverging from canon after "Flooded," with a guest appearance by my beloved Lorne --

"Get Happy", wherein Giles and Anya go to Los Angeles for their first weekend together. Storylines are changed, the good word is given, all for a couple of snippets of song.

Cheers to all.
usedtobeljs: (Ganya Partners in Crime from Gwynne)
I wasn't going to do Summer of Giles again, but what can I say, I'm weak.

A little something will be coming on Saturday, but for this posting day, a little canon, a little I&A --

"Five Times Clothes Made the Man, and One Time They Didn't". Touch of Giles/Ethan, touch of canon Giles/Joyce, but it's I&A. It's about Giles, clothes, and identity.

Hugs to all.
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A long time since posting, but...

The writer Henry James often used a phrase which was once apparently common -- "hanging fire" -- although I only came to know the phrase through his work. According to the Oxford Concise Dictionary, it means 'to delay or to be delayed in taking action.' Googling tells me it comes from artillery. In James' prose there was something powerful, a kind of opportunity for ambiguity, when a character was hanging fire.

In my life it makes me anxious. I don't like the ambiguous power of not knowing.

In my last post I mentioned that my father wasn't doing well. In fact he is now in hospice. The nurses have told us that they didn't expect him to make it more than a day or two after the initial illness, but two weeks later now and he is, well, hanging fire: losing weight and strength, not entirely lucid, wasting away, but still here. He doesn't want to be here, I have to say, and it is all heartbreaking.

I've been flying back and forth to see him, but this week I am here with Master Danger and subtropical rain and work. Next week -- if he is still with us -- I will fly to see him again.

There is too much space in not knowing.

I hope all is well with all of you, and may you know what you need and get it.
usedtobeljs: (Giles blue shirt LJS by Head Rush)
I'm back home. Master Danger is snoozing on the linoleum, it's bloody hot in the subtropics and there's worrying news about my dad -- so let me remember my trip, which after an initial hiccup was awesome.

Rather than listing everything I did, a few moments to remember:
*unexpectedly seeing friends at the gate next to mine, and having a nice visit before I boarded (and before they went to Europe)
*checking my phone one last time on the plane out, with a glass of fizz on the armrest
*hot strong PG Tips and toast in the B&B where I stayed one night
*sitting in a cafe in a small town in Derbyshire, windows on a rainy green, with a be-hatted older woman drinking tea at a nearby table whilst her lurcher sat at her feet and sighed
*at the House Style at Chatsworth exhibit, the motto jumpers worn by the previous Duke of Devonshire Andrew Cavendish -- such as "Never Marry A Mitford". LOVE.
*green green EVERYWHERE
*a single pale rose on the bush outside my bedroom window in the flat in London; drinking wine on the garden patio of the flat
*HOT for three days, OMG. London theatres are largely not air-conditioned, either (although thank heavens for the National, which was)
*tea at the Ritz, with ambiance and sweet stuff
*some awesome theatre, including a revelatory performance of Angels in America: Millennium Approaches wherein Andrew Garfield, Nathan Lane, and Russell Tovey were mesmerizing and heartbreaking (okay, Roy Cohn wasn't heartbreaking); DAVID FUCKING TENNANT in Don Juan in Soho, a star to his bones, louche in slim-cut suits and charmingly repellent as the modern rake-figure; the sweet and delicious love story in Rattigan's Love in Idleness, wherein Tony Head was dashing and GORGEOUS and passionate, and Eve Best was Life Goal. [Also in LiI: CLOTHES PORN, omg: 1940s silk pyjamas for Eve Best, and a silk shirt/wide-legged trousers outfit that looked classic and still current; pinstriped Savile Row for ASH, also black tie (OMG), and a camelhair coat that was unreal in its swagger and perfection)
*visiting with friends, including Paratti
*the colors of the David Hockney exhibit at the Tate Britain
*new shoes
*my footbridge over the Thames, in afternoon and at night

Hugs to all, and may your weekend be full of good things.
usedtobeljs: (Giles/Anya holiday by Chen)
Finally the day has arrived! Travel! (Er, ignore the Tour Eiffel in the icon, 'cos I'm not hitting Paris this trip.)

I apologize in advance for all posts I miss whilst I'm away -- I hope to check DW every day but it might not happen, as my days will be rather full.

Happy days to all! I send good thoughts and virtual hugs to last a fortnight. :)
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[Please insert traditional "Oh God this week" lament here. Because oh God, this week.]

So instead of thinking of that, Joy:

*rain in a time of drought, a good solid soaking not-quite-an-inch of rain
*only two three awful work things to do before vacation
*Master Danger allowing me to stare lovingly into his eyes for a whole 20 seconds
*hearing an old favorite song on the radio
*graduation day, and the adventures to come for those who are passing that milestone
*getting annoying/exhausting professional news but figuring out a way to make it slightly better
*FOUR DAYS TIL VACATION

May you have joy too, and a great weekend.
usedtobeljs: (Anya not to be trifled by Melissa)
I saw that Sleepy Hollow has been cancelled at last. Its fourth season apparently was one of Fox TV's lowest-rated shows, which was only right and proper after that bullshit the network and writers perpetrated.

I only caught a couple of bits of episodes this season, and delicious as Tom Mison is, it had no spark. The heart of Sleepy Hollow was Abbie and Crane, mishandled as the relationship was post-Season-One, and it was a great, strong heart indeed.

So much potential, so much waste.

So here's a vignette set in a 'verse where the two true Witnesses won through the seven Tribulations and are happy together. Sometimes "Waking from Nightmare" is easier than we think.
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This Sunday afternoon I have a fair amount of work (although I'll need a nap first), but first, hello! I come to the blog to confess my guilt.

I have been so good about budgeting in these last few weeks before the England trip. I mean, other than the extra money for car maintenance, Master Danger's more expensive than usual trip to the vet, and the unanticipated need to pay for a refill of allergy drops (which are not on insurance and thus v.v. expensive), I have been doing okay. To be fair, I also had some breathing room because my landscape plan for the front-yard had seemingly been set aside for the year due to irrigation issues and thus I had a nice cushion in my budget....

And then, lo! The landscape designer emailed and said "Hey we have a workaround for the watering problem, want us to go ahead with the job?" I was torn, but the power of oakleaf hydrangeas compelled me, and I said Sure. [Note: the job has not been scheduled yet and may still be set aside, but as of now I can't spend that budgeted money.]

And then, lo! A work event where I was to share expenses with colleagues has lost so many contributing attendees so dramatically that I might have to pay for most of it myself!

And then, lo! While reeling from the wrecked budget, I saw a pair of trousers on one of my favorite shopping sites that I desperately want. They are unusual and classic at the same time; I can imagine at least five outfits with them and items of clothing I already have; I super-hard-core long for these trousers. They are also, and I say Alas, budget-busters at the best of times.

I haven't ordered them, but...my fingers are twitching.

I comfort myself with a quote by Vanessa Friedman, linked by fashion blogger Disneyrollergirl, which suggests "immediate gratification leads to a lot of extraneous stuff."

Okay, it's not really comforting, because I have given my heart away, and also I'm feeling guilty. Alas. For distraction I will think on P Cap, lovely with a haircut and in his holey sweater, in last night's episode of Doctor Who.

Cheers and hugs to those who are longing for something today.
usedtobeljs: (Giles for fuck's sake from Melissa base)
At random moments through the day today -- exhausted by work and horrified by U.S. politics -- I thought of this old icon, which expressed my feelings exactly.

Also expressive of my feelings -- internal screaming. But anyway.

WHATEVER, evil GOP politicians. I am not a vengeance demon, nor do I play one on TV, but right about now I'm thinking that electoral vengeance will definitely be A Thing.

So let's also think of joys:

*rain, a fierce short storm, and the promise of a little more
*wearing my old, battered, once-white Converse sneakers today
*Champagne with a good friend downtown, right before the storm
*scarlet-flowered sage, spreading in its little bed
*the other morning, a hawk on a chain-link fence, turning its head to stare at me and Master Danger as we walked by
*rewatching "The Husbands of River Song" because Twelve/River forevah
*less than a fortnight til England!

Cheers, and better days.
usedtobeljs: (Anya we persevere thoughtful)
This has been a week of heat, rejections, and stumbles, but hey ho, we carry on.

What are good things to celebrate?

*gardenias! Four gardenia blooms on my plant!

*a great bottle of Benziger Frank Johnson Vineyard Sauv Blanc, opened with Freixenet to celebrate her birthday

*last night's ep of Doctor Who, which was just stone-cold delightful. Also, Peter Capaldi in high collar, cravat, and Regency brocade -- in the words of Bill, "GET IN!"

*payday

*Independent Bookstore Day yesterday, and getting two books for my dad at the local shop.

*blocking out time for a nap today

May you, even in sad or hard times, find glimpses of joy this week.
usedtobeljs: (Giles Ripper t-shirt by Kathy H)
While I wait for the washing machine cycle to finish so I can throw stuff in the laundry and then go to the office...

1) My week has been really really really stressful. Like whoa. I have four hours of intense work to do today at the office, and then I'm retreating home (to work all weekend where it's quiet).
2) But a happy-hour drink with friends Downtown tonight -- which was arranged when I saw E walking his wife's dog this morning as Master Danger and I did OUR walk.
3) That's how we roll, here in Small Town.
4) My icon is of Ripper because my inner punch-people-in-the-face side is threatening to come out with a colleague or two.
5) Lalala.
6) Also, let's be real -- how gorgeous was Tony Head as Ripper? THIS MUCH GORGEOUS.
7) Brightens the day, yes?
8) Speaking of bright days, Earth Day is tomorrow! I might try to get to the March for Science held on the beach, because yay science, but it would involve driving and talking to people, two activities I'm not too keen on.
9) Spin cycle! Hey, here's a drabble on the topic of Spin.

"Stop spinning!" Anya hissed at the vampire dancing around her. Her fingers tightened on the stake, which felt too slippery, too insecure, where were Potentials –

"Stand still," came a beloved English voice. Footsteps, running --

"Which one of us?" she said.

A sword flashed in the moonlight, aimed at the stupid spinny vampire's neck. Poof, and now vamp ashes floated in the moonlight.

"You," Giles said, breathing heavily.

"You rescued me," she said, putting her hand on his arm. "Nicely done, honey."

"I always will," he said, and kissed her, there in the moonlight. She felt the world spin.


10) Off to work I go!

Hugs and a happy Friday to you.
usedtobeljs: (Five Mad Dogs & Time Lords by Magpie)
1) Happy holidays to all those who celebrate days of importance to them.

2) Happy day to those who are celebrating only a day in April.

3) I would like to say in passing that I loved Doctor Who's first series 10 episode. Loved Bill, loved my Doctor, loved the rich look of the university setting, loved the humour and the heart.

4) And in honour of a certain photograph on the Doctor's desk -- "Marking", an interstitial fic for the episode, set before Bill goes inside the TARDIS. Twelve/River, of course, with Bill and Nardole around. On an ordinary tutoring evening, the Doctor is avoiding doing his marking. He needs a certain pen.

5) Birdsong, flowers, wildfire smoke in the air. It's a subtropical spring, all right.

Cheers and hugs!
usedtobeljs: (What Would Emma Do WWED by Deb)
Oh my God this week this week I am basically one long internal scream at this point.

So let's think about other things, in the 10 minutes before I have to cut a bitch go back to work:

*The Grey Fox spends time in a Jaguar. Pls enjoy the lovely lovely images.

*I am wearing new Adidas sneakers today, because I honestly cannot. I have lost the will to can.

*This morning, in lieu of workout, I planted a gardenia in a big ol' whiskey-barrel and then dug a bed and planted two salvias and two... other plants whose names I've forgotten. Ouch. Perhaps I will revisit my idea of making a stone pathway...

*I am happy that I never fly United Airlines, but my God, how can anyone defend the airline? (I've actually seen that, and it appalls me.)

*Current book: The Price of Illusion, by former French Vogue editor Joan Juliet Buck, who now in her 60s is returning to her first loves of acting and writing. Beautifully written so far but somehow disturbing.

*Just finished book: Wait for Me!, by the late Deborah Duchess of Devonshire. Discursive, disorderly, delightful with a poignant moment or two.

*I wish I had time to write more on my current project, but argh.

What's a cool thing on your list today? Hugs!
usedtobeljs: (Joanna Lumley sensitive from kathyh)
Right, so anyway, I'm over here now.

(Post #16 is because I'm keeping track of how many times I post each year, and I'm just moving right along... Wait, what, it's April?)

Let's list joys of the week:
*new travel laptop! Which I'm still setting up, oh well!
*Duke of Wellington blend from Fortnum's
*open windows, even with the pollen
*rereading Mary Burchell Mills and Boon books, newly republished, on the Kindle. Mary Burchell was really Ida Cook, who with her sister helped 29 Jews escape from Germany and Austria before the Holocaust; she began writing romance novels, in fact, to help fund their efforts.
Burchell wrote for DECADES, but as a teenager I loved her "Warrender Saga" books -- which were really books written in a shared universe of classical music and opera people, with the hero and heroine from the first book as recurring characters. Those characters are conductor Oscar Warrender and his wife, soprano Anthea Benton Warrender, and they work for me on every level. The books are also fascinating in their evocation of a classical-music milieu that is likely gone forever. They are very much of their time, so the nostalgia is strong.

What's making you happy these days?
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