a question and answer forum.....for the time being. All things change and become something else if there is growth even Olde Baggs.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Milk, corn planting or full flower moon..................

whatever you called her last night, wasn't she spectacular??????? Of course I realize that I am prejudiced but I think the fact that I can be out in her presence and not be too hot or too cold or bothered by bugs....is the best.
Spencer Photography took this photo last night
I had a lot of "work" to be done last night, as is usually the case at the full moon. Sang with the grands and then went about my own revelries with Luna Madre. And I had an epiphany last night. After doing all the business, I just simply sat down and did something that I haven't done in a very long time. I had a good moon bask. It was glorious.

I have had so much "to do" for the last several full moons that I lost sight of the real deal of the sabbats....that of communion with the source. As a solitary, I plot my own course and do my own rituals such as they are.

I am so glad that something whispered in my ear to slow down and enjoy the moment. I waited while she cleared the pine trees in my front yard. I watched her move slowly through the branches and into the open cloud free sky, pulling me with her as she kissed me with her full face and brillance. I was once again transported to a calm, bliss filled experience as I took solace from her. I am a lunatic in the true sense of the word.

And I have not felt this peaceful in a very long time.

To update you, the fish fry which is on going must have proceeded well, because another case of supposed "nervous breakdown" was reported from the largest one which I'm sure affected the other fishies too. Amazing what the fear of fire can do.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

We're planning a fish fry.........

let me explain.
bubble bubble ya'll
When I was youngster my Mom would take my brother, sister and myself by train (usually) back to her roots. We would go home to Tennessee. My Mother grew up in middle Tennessee and then as a young adult moved to western TN. Both my brother and sister were born there. That's where my Mother's people were.

Colorful is the word I would use for her family. Her Mom died when Mother was but 21 and my grandfather who we affectionately called Daddy Jack was a drinker (that's nice talk for a drunk). The whole town knew my Daddy Jack and my Uncle Channy who was a well to do son of a southern family and also a drinker. Uncle Channy was married to my Mom's sister who was a social climber and a steadfast good christian lady. My cousins were terrible brats who always thought they were better than the cousins who came from the back water of New Mexico. So there you have the family run down.

Every time we went back to TN. The extended family (oh I don't even have enough energy to type about their behaviors) would always have a fish fry at the lake house. Now what that really meant was they were gonna get together and talk about everyone who wasn't there. Sit around a fire and "cast a mean streak" on those poor unfortunates.

As a kid I never caught on to what that meant. And as I look back, I'm not sure that some of them were aware of the intention and effect of what they said and did had on the poor unfortunates.

As an adult, a witch, a woman, a mother, a grandmother, a tree hugger, an animal kisser, I do.

We are, with the help of our friends, and special thanks to those that sent ideas for ingredients and "recipes", gonna have us a fish fry for those poor unfortunates who deserve having a mean streak cast on them.

I haven't had a good fish fry in awhile and look forward to the results of our endeavors.

Ya know what I mean?

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Bell Book and Candle Drippings is now online......

I got Splendor House loaded and it's up for you. I hope within the next week to add more of the stories that I have written in the past 3 years. Here the link: http://bellbookandcandledrippings.blogspot.com/2013/05/splendor-house_9.html

Thanks for all of your interest....you make me smile.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

A change in the way my blog will be..........

I have been in hibernation, I guess. Lots of things should already have been done but in the last couple of days, I've awakened again and thus the changes.

First, I will be answering your comments here on the blog. Ms. Magaly gave me the link to be able to figure this all out.....I am so excited. I have meant to reply to your comments all along. But then life gets in the way and I say to myself.....after a little while and then I wake up the next morning like a goose and it is a brand new day. Sorry. So I am hoping this will solve that problem. So if you want to know what I have said to you about what you have said to me......check back ya'll.

2nd, the first list of books to be given away will be on the sidebar starting Monday. Remember, you pay the postage and I send the book. This way we will both be recycling.

3rd, I have plans to be more involved in my craft beginning this month. I have been neglectful and with the grands being out of school in two weeks.....now is the time. That way they are involved and I am too.
photo by Dame Penniwig
4th, I have to say that I notice a trend on blogs in general. I have a friend on Blogger, who no longer blogs but checks up on us every once in awhile. She predicted that blogging would fall off the first of the year for the majority of "just folks" and increase in thrust for "professional bloggers". I think she was/is right. She has also predicted several natural disasters almost to the moment....so. I plan to post once a week here at Ye Olde Crones Gazette and feature Ms. Baggs as she adventures her way around the fantasy realm and once a week with catch ups about what the heathens and I are getting into this summer.

Now let's see if Oma Linda can follow through and get er done.


Friday, May 3, 2013

May the 4th be with you..........

couldn't resist.

Disney Hollywood Studios blog picture
Mr. RyLeigh has become enamored with all things Star Wars. It is very typical for a kid on the spectrum to become fixated with "something". Ry is fortunate in that his fixation is movable. Some folks are have their one fixation for their whole life. He still lines things up in order to feel good about it but....it was Thomas the Tank Engine, then dinosaurs, then ninjas, then back to dinosaurs, then sharks, then pirates and all things piratical, then came Star Wars. Now please understand these fixations aren't monthly flights of fancy, they are all encompassing years. The exciting part is that he is intigrating them. So now you might even find a dinosaur in with the Star Wars substituting for a battle animal. For him that's shocking. Up until now, there was no substitution....it was against the law of RyLeigh the imaginator.

He is also so spectrum disorder typical that he knows everything there is to know about his fixation. Names, numbers, kinds, shapes, etc. I makes me a little crazy but that's what we do here at Casa de Cuckoo....."sting like a butterfly, punch like a flea" - Uncle Sy from Duck Dynasty.

Ry received a Star Wars encyclopedia on his birthday last month and withing the first two days had it memorized. He knows more about speeders and clone wars than I ever have. And it is all new to him so he thinks I don't know anything about it, which when you get down to it, I have a passing knowledge. So I have become the student, so has Sweet Man. We are his lecture class attendees. This also is very typical of someone with PDD-NOS.

This behavior is what keeps Ry from being able to make friends with kids of their own age because he comes off as a know it all.......which he pretty much does but they don't care for him being their lecturer. I can't blame them but I just wish he could fine someone who liked him anyway. He does too. He's having a tough time being "different". I keep telling him we are all different, but at his age....it doesn't help much.

He is a great kid who is still looking for a friend. I watched a movie this last week "Mozart and the Whale" which is about folks with Aspergers. The actors did a stellar job of portraying all the tics, non eye contact and frustrations of folks who are differently abled but still people. It was a love story. I would recommend it to anyone who wants a look into spectrum disorder people lives.

So my lovelies, we wish you May the 4th be with you as well.