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stoney321For whatever reason, I scheduled a million (three) appointments with various doctors yesterday and felt like a prize-winning pig by the end of it. And while I don't excel in many things, one thing I am SUPER GREAT at is being healthy, evidently. Like, two doctors came in with mine to marvel at my labs and my EKG. I'm apparently textbook healthy, so I've got that going for me, which is nice.
It was probably strange for me to thank my OB/GYN for the super gentle Pap-Smear, huh? But guys, I haaaaaaate those more than anything else, and I barely noticed this time. There are some of you nodding your head because you get it. That's a big deal.
Did you know that biologically speaking, you aren't attracted to people who have a similar smell as you, which is nature's way of preventing families "mingling" too closely? I believe this is why I want to burn my house down when my son comes in from riding his bike, or I venture too close to his room. SCIENCE WANTS ME TO KICK HIM TO THE CURB. I mean, nurture him and allow him to spread his wings and fly. Ahem.
This weekend I made bacon-onion jam and let me tell you something: that business is the freaking business right there. Also, it's surprisingly not fattening. I mean, it's a bunch of onions cooked down for hours (in bacon fat, true) with some salt and balsamic vinegar to finish it out. And a few pieces of bacon. BUT STILL. 10 giant onions, 5 pieces of bacon. Not too shabby. For my dinner last night I made crostinis with a heaping spoonful of the jam and a disc of goat cheese on top, slapped under the broiler, and then shoved into my mouth. I was a happy girl.
This is the last time I'll mention that fic [Kindred Spirits] that I wrote, because it has run its course, it seems. The people who would have found it interesting have done so, have read it, and have moved on. It didn't pique people's interest like I thought it would, and I'm telling myself to reach zen about it. In comparison to other fandoms I've written for, it's done very well. So. Get over it, me. OM. /lotus position
Time for me to roast some Brussels sprouts for my lunch, nom nom!!
It was probably strange for me to thank my OB/GYN for the super gentle Pap-Smear, huh? But guys, I haaaaaaate those more than anything else, and I barely noticed this time. There are some of you nodding your head because you get it. That's a big deal.
Did you know that biologically speaking, you aren't attracted to people who have a similar smell as you, which is nature's way of preventing families "mingling" too closely? I believe this is why I want to burn my house down when my son comes in from riding his bike, or I venture too close to his room. SCIENCE WANTS ME TO KICK HIM TO THE CURB. I mean, nurture him and allow him to spread his wings and fly. Ahem.
This weekend I made bacon-onion jam and let me tell you something: that business is the freaking business right there. Also, it's surprisingly not fattening. I mean, it's a bunch of onions cooked down for hours (in bacon fat, true) with some salt and balsamic vinegar to finish it out. And a few pieces of bacon. BUT STILL. 10 giant onions, 5 pieces of bacon. Not too shabby. For my dinner last night I made crostinis with a heaping spoonful of the jam and a disc of goat cheese on top, slapped under the broiler, and then shoved into my mouth. I was a happy girl.
This is the last time I'll mention that fic [Kindred Spirits] that I wrote, because it has run its course, it seems. The people who would have found it interesting have done so, have read it, and have moved on. It didn't pique people's interest like I thought it would, and I'm telling myself to reach zen about it. In comparison to other fandoms I've written for, it's done very well. So. Get over it, me. OM. /lotus position
Time for me to roast some Brussels sprouts for my lunch, nom nom!!
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Date: 2014-03-05 05:46 pm (UTC)I'm roasting Brussels sprouts, too! They're my favorite snack these days.
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Date: 2014-03-05 05:50 pm (UTC)How can people not like food? FOOD IS SO GOOD. *pats belly*
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Date: 2014-03-05 06:28 pm (UTC)i do not understand people that don't care what they eat. They are totally missing out on one of life's great pleasures. With SXSW just around the corner, I have to make a quiche and gather sandwich makings so we don't have to depend on crap Tex Mex at all the parties everywhere. I am not a fan of processed cheese.
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Date: 2014-03-05 06:55 pm (UTC)ION: I had an awesome sandwich at Biltmore House Bistro [prepare yourself]
brined turkey breast on cranberry walnut bread
green apple cole-slaw
and bacon jam
it was the shit
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Date: 2014-03-05 06:58 pm (UTC)Mmmm, quiche! You always make such nummy sounding meals, I must say.
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Date: 2014-03-05 06:59 pm (UTC)THAT SANDWICH SOUNDS SO DAMN GOOD. The only thing I would add: cheese. I don't even know what kind. Brie? Oooh. Holy smokes, I bet that was DELISH.
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Date: 2014-03-05 07:00 pm (UTC)IT WAS
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Date: 2014-03-05 08:52 pm (UTC)Mmm, bacon.
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Date: 2014-03-05 09:07 pm (UTC)BACON. I mean, it's just so GOOD.
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Date: 2014-03-05 09:56 pm (UTC)Oh my goodness, the first time I saw one of the popular fics in TW (DILF, and it's an adorable AU) had one hundred and something thousand hits and nine thousand kudos, my mind was blown.
The good thing about a huge fandom is that the fic well is almost bottomless. There are so many great writers in the TW fandom.
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Date: 2014-03-05 11:37 pm (UTC)(also i've been so stressed, I haven't even gotten out of the house in over two weeks, basically since mom had the stroke. my blood pressure, glucose have been up and my gut is a WRECK. WHAT IS SHOPPING? )
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Date: 2014-03-06 03:47 pm (UTC)Also, I decided to read the actual AOGG before I jumped into your story, and was zipping along happily with Anne back-talking the jerky neighbor and doing her drama-rama apology afterward, and then suddenly hit Marilla saying, "Saaayyy, Anne, whereabouts is that brooch, my only treasured earthly possession on which all my feelings of worth and pride are centered that I know you were just recently coveting?????" And I would have slammed the book in horror, except I was reading it on my Kindle. Which is now broken. Not because of the brooch. At least, I don't think. :/
Point being, I skittered away from the AOGG conflict temporarily a while back, while I inhaled all of the Kirk/Spock AUs I could find. But I shall return to it, and from there, on to your fic, huzzah! *\o/* So I know it's far more fun to have people who are reading along as you post, or leaping to read as soon as the complete fic is available, but -- reading and commenting will happen, truly!
Also, this is one of those things, coming from someone now writing mainly rare-pairs in fandoms that ignore rare-pairs for the most part: it looks like your fic did amazingly well, BUT I completely understand how in some fandoms with high rates of fb/comments/kudos, it can feel like something slipped under the radar in comparison. I guess I hope this makes sense, that I totally support you feeling miffed that this fic didn't get the readership it ought to have, but also, pat on the back coming your way with admiring glances from me, because it looks awesome from where I'm sitting!
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Date: 2014-03-06 05:21 pm (UTC)I'm being a spoiled brat - it's good to have me look back at my Buffy stuff/other things and see the 2 kudos. :) (TW is so HUGE. And I know you know from huge fandoms. HP is so damn massive.)
KINDLE BROKEN AHHHHHHHH I AM STILL SAD FOR YOU. OMG, the brooch scene makes me squirmy, too, but then it's so FUNNY with Anne's response and the lesson in being taken literally that Marilla gets and Matthew smoking his pipe in anger and hahaha, ANNE GIRL.
I have no expectations of you reading it, because I know you're not all-in with TW, but if you did, that would just be gravy for me. <3
(I took a gmail/gchat vacation yesterday, but I'm here working today if you're around!)