wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
Lawn Guy )

I'm gonna have him remove the weeds from the empty beds next week. I'll be able to put them to bed properly for once!

Beez ) I'll wait for the Great Heat to return for hive-opening.

Headcanon for Teen Wolf, urgh. )

Solid craftwork, solid grasp of characters, personalities, and psychology, no love for humiliation. Highly recommended. I'm still devouring.
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
So I have been in training for 8 days; tomorrow they think will be my last day of training, and they want to have me on the phones in the afternoon. My entire 4-person class is doing very well, and I am at the top of my class.

Oh, I hope this goes well. It requires more of my skills than the CapTel job did, and doesn't require the kind of lingual agility that CapTel did, and that proved my undoing there.

So: bees. We have three hives: the weak hive, the normal hive, and the strong hive. The weak hive was dying off. I had been urged to place it in the same spot as the others (there is a pond there, which helps with the drought), and to swap in a couple of frames of bees from the strong hive. That hadn't gone quite as well as I had hoped, so I put it just entirely on top of the strong hive, and hoped for the best. By "not going as well," what I mean is "wasn't increasing in any visible fashion." By "hoping for the best" what I mean is "these gals are already building a bunch of places they aren't supposed to be building, so let's see if they will build in this hive."

They did it. The gals built all over several frames, and the queen laid up there, and the hive was up to thousands of workers when I looked at it yesterday. Too cool. And I had just collected their new queen, and inserted her, so I have a lot of hope for the weak hive's survival now.

So while I had those two hives open, I opened the third, and saw that they still hadn't grown very much. So I took a deep breath, and took out two of the entirely unused frames from there, and inserted one of the Downtown Construction Site frames from the top of the strong hive. This gives the ambitious ladies two more frames of their own to build on for their queen, and gives the transferred workers a lot of elbow room for their creativity.

I had also brought out one of the queen-excluders, and a half-full "super," which is a shorter box in which the workers only build honey cells - since the queen can't get there to lay brood. (It's a "super" because it goes on top of the "brood boxes," which is where the queen lays her eggs.) I'll need to put fresh foundation in another 7 or 9 frames to take out there and finish filling it. Frankly, I need to put fresh foundation into all the super frames I have, but it has been too hot and I haven't been in the mood. So that is a goal for this week.

Okay! Audience participation time!

I'd like to name these three queens; something that refers to the states that their hives are in somehow, so that I can remember who is who. SO.

Offer me names. With each name, tell me which hive it goes with, and why.

When I have enough to make a selection among, I will choose a couple for each, and put them up for more discussion.

Life increases. Things improve. Joy expands.
wordwitch: Princess Cimorene carries a dragon-sized piece of china. (Cimorene)
So I went upstairs to check on the barn bees last week. it had been several days, and it had been cold and it had been warm, and I wanted to see how they were doing. I didn't hear any sound when I went upstairs, which was a trifle worrying. )
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
As of Monday, I will begin a - low-level, but full-time - job helping the hard-of-hearing with telephone conversations.

No library work for me until the city's financial situation changes, but this is far better than, say, food service.

I am relieved and, frankly, a little anxious. I hope I remember how to be employed after all this time.


May. 4th, 2012 12:34 pm
wordwitch: Sunflower saying WHAT? (Sunflower)
So last year I took a three-evening, 8-hour class on keeping bees, with emphasis on top-bar hives. This year I took my test, applied for the permit, and joined a beekeeping association.

I now have three pink beehives, Langstroff (wax-foundation) in nature, 2 set up at a horse ranch, and one now, me having passed my inspection, at my home. Mayyybee I'll be able to set up a second one later, depending on bee-availability.

I am, naturally, anxious about them. Those here are calm, and have gone out during sunny calm weather, but they are mostly still clumped up around the queen's cage, and are drinking up their syrup. I am considering moving them and checking on the queen later today.


My teacher comments:

wait for warmer weather... bees are working hard to keep their maternity ward warm and dry... first opening in temps below 60 might cause more harm than good.
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (What)
Last year I took the class. A month or so ago I finally got back together with the instructor and took the test, and got the certification. I picked up the licence application a week later (though I haven't sent it in yet). Two weeks or so later, I went to a monthly Milwaukee And Waukeshau Beekeepers Association meeting, and met a beekeeper who collects old, beat-up pieces of hives.


For $60, we have a complete hive, only needing to be cleaned and maybe painted, and some new foundation sheets inserted, to be ready for beezes.

Next we order and pay for the beez, who will come when it is meteorologically auspicious, and then turn in and pay for the license. They will come and inspect where the hive is, and ask all the neighbors if it's okay with them, and then we get permission.

I' so excited! I just can't hide it!
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Overwhelmed)
So, I went shopping on Monday afternoon, picking up Storm Snacks, and found that several hundred other people were in this very small grocery for the same purpose. We were all polite and unworried, though.

Tuesday, I insisted on driving Margot in to work, so that I could pick her up - the blizzard was to hit at 3, and she leaves work at 4:45. I had my doubts about her little Cougar in any depth of snow. She laughed at me for being a worrywart, but let me do it. She was let go 15 minutes early - fortunately I was already waiting for her - and had been told not to come in today.

It wasn't really snowing yet. Just flurries. By then the wind was picking up a bit, but just blowing around the really dry stuff we already had on the ground.

Now, we'd already had snow on the ground from Monday and previous. I ran the Cougar up over the drift to get it closer to the east gate, and drove Carolyn's SUV up behind it. Then I took my van around to the north gate, and tried to get it in. The wind was so fierce that it kept closing half of it, and I finally had to drag a concrete block over to hold it open. Then I had the fun of flinging the van through the snow in the back, into the barn. (What, plow the back? Why on earth would I plow the back??) Got it in, closed the barn door, closed the north gate, and slogged my way in through the back door.

Panted at the table for a while, got a little to eat, had a little Irish Cream, and made sure the house was locked up. Carolyn got the dishes done, and had her own bite to eat. Margot tried to work on her glass in the basement, but decided it was too cold - even with the heater vent open - and came up to get some Drambuie. And then we took the animals and came upstairs.

The wind was fierce by this point, but we were still only seeing loose snow being cast about, as far as we could see. We watched tv (mostly saved stuff) and ate snacks, and drank booze. Because the windows here in the bedroom are unfinished, we were getting some wind in here. I'd covered the window behind the bed, but it tore a bit in a couple of places, and the whole sheet of plastic was belled out in a way it had never been. (At least we didn't have to worry about carbon dioxide buildup!) Margot hid under the covers - which meant I couldn't, or I'd block her view of the tv. I stayed on the computer, well-wrapped.

About 9:30 or so, the wind really started howling. About 11:30, we got thundersnow. The wind was blowing snow sideways, and visibility dropped from a couple blocks down to half a block. About 1:30 the roar of the wind was incredible.

We never did lose sight of the next building over, so - not as fast a snowfall as the 1979 blizzard; but still quite impressive.

This morning, our east and north sidewalks were scoured almost clean, but the drive and the back yard were drifted really well. We never lost power and, unlike some of our neighbors, we never lost cable. One of our neighbors cleaned the sidewalks for us and dug out the buried driveways; I shoveled the balcony.

We're good. We stayed off the roads (except for Carolyn but - you know. Hospital workers gots to go in.) We didn't overwork ourselves, and we shared the (admittedly notional) snowblower with the neighbors. We planned ahead, and we are fine.

Drifts elsewhere had defeated the DOT's first efforts, but now I hear that 90% of the roads are clear. The workers took their trucks and snowplows home with them last night, so they could start plowing from home and work their way out. There were people elsewhere who were on the roads - We as a society need for businesses to plan better to get people all the way home before blizzards next time. But apparently we only lost one person, an older guy, to shoveling. No stranded folks have been reported friz to death. No homeless people have been reported friz either. So we done good there.

How are you doing?
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
Just me, my lady, her mom (who lives with us, and a more pleasant and useful roommate I have NEVER had!)(One's partner is NOT a roommate.), and our eldest daughter.

And the cat. And the new puppy.

We all made out like bandits, and got things we wanted. We had delightful praline pancakes for breakfast, and then people scattered to rest, and I started in on the Christmas Duck.

And the American (Wordwitchy) version of the Christmas Pudding.

Rice pudding, mixed with golden raisins and almonds toasted with butter and sugar, packed into a stainless steel bowl, covered with aluminum foil, and baked (along with the duck) at 300 for about half an hour. Decant onto a plate, and watch the family take thirds.


Thank you!

Dec. 6th, 2010 11:40 pm
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
I rather think I blew them completely away, considering the smiles, nods, and surprised looks I kept getting to the questions I answered. I believe I set a bar the rest of the two weeks worth of candidates will have a hard time reaching.

Thank you all so very much for your good wishes. They helped.
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
How should I answer the following question on the Personal History form?

Additional information regarding qualifications, volunteer experiences, scholastic honors or other interests or activities that you feel should be considered in assessing you for this position:
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
I got my Effexor refill. My brain started working again.
I remembered to call to get my CPAP recalibrated to its proper, higher setting. I am now actually sleeping, and now waking up rested. My brain is clear.
My lady and I are speaking to proper effect. It's painful, and it ain't done yet, but I can see our way through this.
My HUD-approved counselor is confident she can help me keep from going into foreclosure.
All of our cars are operable, even if mine still is too cold.
I gave my lady an Official Weekend Off, and she actually physically relaxed, which hasn't happened in way too long.

I have an interview for an actual job in my field. In the area I first wanted to work in lo, these thirty years ago. At 2pm Chicago time.

Pray for me, light candles for me, surround me with light, whatever: I need this job. After a year and a half unemployed, I need this job.
wordwitch: Princess Cimorene carries a dragon-sized piece of china. (Cimorene)
So today - 8 days after taking the blasted x-rays - they call me and say "It looks like there might be a fracture. Stay on the crutches, don't let there be any weight on the leg, and see your bone doctor soonest."


I went from crutches to a walker within two days, thence to a single crutch, thence to a cane, and have been off the codeine since Sunday.

Oh, and did I mention? My tire finally flattened itself yesterday, so I had to call my BMIL for a ride, and bug my lady for one this morning.

And also tomorrow morning, to see the osteo-whatsit. Who is, thankfully, only minutes away from our house. But I have to cancel the family session for the youngest.

Arrgh. When I lose mobility, I lose mobility!
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
I'm into the semester; grading to do already. My lady is back to half-days, and is sleeping - wiped out - the rest of the time. Oldest Daughter and Only Son are doing pretty well.

I wanna get my writing cap back.
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (word witch)
Sometimes I make very personal posts because, frankly, I live inside of a Southern Gothic Novel. I know my personal friends want to know, and I really don't want everyone else exposed.

However: I may have missed including you.

If you are a personal friend of mine, and interested in keeping up on my personal gothic novel, and have not seen three or four very traumatic posts here over the last month - reply here, and I'll put you on that filter.

You poor, deluded soul.
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
There are some elements to being a part of an interracial lesbian Unitarian academic household with children that ... well.

Like the month that my wife got stopped, arrested, and handcuffed for driving my fucking van through a suburb that I myself got stopped and warned in, not a whole two fucking weeks later.


The wife is a large woman. Cuffing her hands behind her back nearly dislocated her shoulder. And the cops apologized, and called it standard procedure.


ETA: This was for driving with one headlight out. The blasted thing would blow everytime water would get in it - which was every time it rained. I have a new van now.

White privilege? Yeah, I got it. And my brothers get it. Sometimes - but not always - my mom gets it. Though her ex-mother-in-law always thought of her Greek ass as colored.

My kids? They don't get it. And there's this thing about being a mother, be it never so adoptive and not legally recognized:

I want my kids to have at least what I have, if not better.

I want them to assume they have white privilege. And I want the society around them to assume it as well.
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (OMFG)
I have all my grading done! And two classes entered; the system went down to stop me entering the third.

And it's only 1:30pm before the grades are due! Woo-hoo!


Snow day!

Dec. 1st, 2006 12:51 pm
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
My kids' public school is closed.
My eldest daughter's private school is closed.
The private college for which I work is closed.

We are happy, happy campers, here. The dog demanded some quality outside time, for which the fenced-in yard came in very handy. The moms slept in, which is always a good thing. The kids have been playing inside and outside, also a good thing.

We have blown away in passing the previous high-snow mark for this date in Milwaukee, and are approahing the previous high-snow mark for this month in southeast Wisconsin, which is arousing my competitive spirit. Also, we had thundersnow, a rare occurance, which make me punch the air and go yess!

Snow day! Friday! First my kids have ever ever had! And I didn't have to drive in it!
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] soldiergrrrl made a post for new friends, reintroducing herself. Since [livejournal.com profile] newjerseybadger is one of the new friends, he stole her outline; since I'm one of his, I'm stealing it to use myself, for new friends and those who don't know much about me.

1) I'm Unitarian Universalist, and Wiccan.

2) I'm eighteen years "married" at the moment, happily working on forever. It'll take about that long for us to know each other well enough, though we have been finishing each others' sentences and bursting into song together for years now.

3) Sometimes I play computer games. Currently I'm doing baby Sudoku.

4) I am a hard-left old-school Liberal: I believe in the Constitution, the Bill of Rights, "Common Sense," unions in their proper design, the writings of Thomas Jefferson (although not his actions), the writings and the actions of Abraham Lincoln, and the Old Testament concepts that there should be one law for rich and for poor and for citizen and for alien; and that Pharaoh's dream was right on.

I have been given the blessing of three children to raise. Currently we are possessed of one cat, one dog, one rat, one fish, and two parrots.

I'm right-handed, brown-and-grey headed, and weakly brown-eyed. I hold a Black Belt in Tossing Kids Over My Shoulder, and in Biting With Intent. I have done no military service.

Requests for additional information might be honored. :-)
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Blown Away)
that two women can't get married in these here United States. But look what my beloved [livejournal.com profile] dreaddameagnes has to say about our recent trip to the mortgage broker's.

We are still knocking our heads together and snickering over it.
wordwitch: Woman in a shift, reading on a couch (Default)
You've done it, now help me do it.

I need to know what useful things you know about looking for and purchasing a house.

ETA: Thanks for all the helpful commentary. This is my first time as a home-buyer, this late in my life, and the whole thing has always frightened me.


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