auntiemeesh: (Default)
Today is off to a much better start than yesterday. It's not even noon yet and I've:

*washed a sink full of dishes,

*vacuumed the living room and bedroom,

*scooped all the litter boxes,

*got the laundry half done,

*and changed a light bulb for the landlady. This involved climbing to the top step of a fairly tall ladder and then clinging to the new gas piping (in the basement) in order to reach the insanely high up light fixture. I'm really glad the landlady didn't try this on her own!

Now, on to a question for you hobbit-minded folks out there. )
auntiemeesh: (Default)
First off, before I forget,

Happy Birthday, [livejournal.com profile] nickeyb!

I hope you've had a wonderful day full of all the things you love most.

And also,

Happy Birthday, [livejournal.com profile] fellbeast02!

Welcome to your tweens! I hope they will be filled with fun and new experiences.

As you know, I've been doing some gardening this week. Today went much better than yesterday, probably due in part to the lack of running and then taking the dog for a walk before doing heavy work with the weed-whacker, etc. Today there was no run and no weed-whacker. Just lots of kneeling in the dirt pulling weeds, and being swarmed with biting black flies.

Which leads to the hobbity question. How do you think Sam Gamgee and the Gaffer managed to not get eaten alive, without Deet and other terribly toxic and environmentally unfriendly but seriously bug-deterrant sprays? Did they just get used to having itchy bumps all over their skin during the season for various bugs, or did they have more natural solutions to the problem? Are there foods they might have eaten which would have caused them to smell bad to bugs, or plant oils they might have rubbed into their clothing? I'm curious about this, because even with all the bug spray I had on yesterday (admittedly not strong enough and only sprayed on my skin, not my clothes) I got bit three times by the black flies, through my clothing. Let me tell you, sooooooo itchy right now. Even today, with stronger bug spray, all over me and my clothes and my hat, there was still a swarm around me, making it uncomfortable.

I know that when the hobbits went through the Midgewater Marsh, they were greatly bothered by the kneeker-breekers, but was that because those were an unfamiliar type of bug that they weren't prepared for, because they simply couldn't do anything about bugs in general, or because they didn't have time to be fussing around with creating bug repellant concoctions?

Discuss.
auntiemeesh: (charlie)
There was new Lost on tonight, so of course I went out with the comic guys. Luckily I didn't screw up the VCR this time, so I was able to watch it when I got home.


Spoilery Lost Thoughts )

Right. I was going to do some writing tonight, but it's already midnight. I really want to get something done for the [livejournal.com profile] hobbit_ficathon challenge, but it's going to be cutting it pretty close to see if I can come up with anything tomorrow evening. On the other hand, I had some good Troll Slayer thoughts at the gym this morning. If I can hold on to them for just a little while, I should be able to get a good start on the next chapter this weekend. :)
auntiemeesh: (odds - tialys)
Grrr! When did using PayPal become so complicated?

I used to have an account with Paypal, several years ago, but I've since moved and don't remember my password, etc. I didn't realize this was going to be a problem. The last time I used Paypal, I simply created an account and was off.

So, I was on ebay this afternoon, searching for a Pippin to come keep Merry company. I found a lovely little speciman, clicked on buy, and then saw that the seller only accepts PayPal, checks and money orders. No problem, I naively think to myself. I click on the PayPal button, go through the rigamarole of starting an account, and run into the proverbial brick wall. They won't let me send money until I give them my bank account information and then I have to wait 2-3 business days, call the bank, get some info from them which has to be entered into my account before I can actually use it.

So instead of paying for Pippin today and getting him maybe the end of the week or the beginning of next week, I'll have to wait until probably Wednesday at the earliest, call the bank to get the information I need, and then finish verifying my account before I can actually pay for my purchase. I hope I haven't just been scammed. :(

I knew there was a reason I didn't shop on ebay, and now I know what it is. It's a pain in the ass! And on top of that, it turns out that I don't have a 'pissed off' icon of any sort. I need to get myself one of those.
auntiemeesh: (merry)
Merry has arrived. He is exploring my desk at the moment, and apparently it's not to his liking. He says that it's worse than Isengard after the Ents had at it. Hmmm, I think it might be time to tidy it up a bit. He's a bit lonely, as well. Eowyn is here and he's quite happy about that, but he really wants Pippin. I saw the Pipster on Amazon the other day, and I may have to buy rescue him.

I just got home from the Comics night. I'm going to have to hone up on my filthy if I want to stay in the group. Last week I filthied with the best of them, but this week, I was disgustingly daycare-ish. I did have the sense, at least, to keep my mouth shut and not speak the daycare speak, but it thoroughly prevented me from being even a little bit amusing or entertaining. Luckily, [livejournal.com profile] eve11 was in good form so at least one of the girls made a good showing, lol.

Now, off to watch Lost.
auntiemeesh: (merry and pip)
Argghh! Writer's block is evil! Evil I say, evil!

Oi! I think I'm going to let someone ghost write the rest of 'Courage.' Either that or go back to the plan I had this morning and kill off all the characters. I actually wrote it out and posted it, but took it down again almost immediately. It was quite funny. Aragorn had to amputate Pippin's leg due to an infected wound he'd somehow forgotten about, which had turned gangrenous. The amputation went dreadfully awry and poor Pippin died of blood loss. Then Merry, in shock and needing cousin comfort, went to see Sam and Frodo only to find that they had accidently been given far too strong a sleep medicine, by Aragorn, and their hearts had stopped. In a towering rage, Merry confronted Aragorn. "Hello. My name is Merry Brandybuck. You killed my cousins. Prepare to die." He killed Aragorn (who was huddled up on the floor in shock that he'd let Pip die) and then the guards killed Merry.

See, at this point a ghost writer is probably a pretty good idea. Although, hm, filling the chapter up with random movie lines, appropriately altered of course, might work just as well. Do you think anyone would notice?
auntiemeesh: (dancing rosie)
Hobbits hunting jobs )

Sorry about this, it's been running through my head all day, so I decided to just let it run it's course.
auntiemeesh: (Default)
Well, I've started a new livejournal community, [livejournal.com profile] hobbit_ficathon. The idea is that a challenge will be posted there each week (probably sometime Friday afternoon or evening) and responses to the challenge will be accepted for twenty-four hours.

These aren't meant to be perfectly polished fics, as 24 hours is not a lot of time. I'm thinking it might be possible to have a second stage to the challenge, wherein everyone who participates is given one of the fics to beta and then has 24 hours to do the betaing. Or maybe until the following Wednesday or something. It's all in flux and I would be glad of any suggestions anyone has to offer.

Please come play with me. It'll be lots of fun. *bg*
auntiemeesh: (merry)
I was out walking with Frodo, Merry and Pippin this evening. I was definitely filling the Sam role. Seriously, this family that I babysit for is very big into LotR. There are three children, ages seven, three, and one-and-a-half. The oldest child, a boy, is in the process of reading The Hobbit out loud as his bed-time story. He has been working on his halloween costume (Aragorn in his kingly armor) since January. Last year he was Eomer and his sister was Eowyn. The year before that they were Gandalf and Frodo. Now, you have to understand that the father in this scenario hand makes chainmale for his son's costume. There is a pretty serious expenditure of time, energy and creativity going on here. I fit right in with them, with my costuming and fic writing.

So we were going to the playground to squeeze in a little outdoor play before we were forced inside by a cranky one-year-old. The youngest child was very excited about his new jogging stroller and insisted we take that instead of the little fold-up jobby. Then, as soon as we were outside, he insisted on walking. It was very cute, he held hands with his sister and brother, walking in between them, and as we went, I got this image of a baby!Pippin walking just like that with Merry and Frodo, off on a baby!adventure with his beloved older cousins. Now, of course, I feel the need to find a plot to go with the image. Off in search of a suitable plotbunny I go. I suppose I should be able to find something, probably hiding under the bed. If you have any ideas, feel free to contribute :)
auntiemeesh: (Default)
Well, I now have a new place to put all the little ficlets and other things that I randomly write. My other journal was started more for the purpose of Farscape related stuff, which was kind of getting drowned out by my sudden headlong plunge into LotR fanfiction. Now, it can be happy in it's Farscapiness and I can have a separate home for all this other stuff. I may forget and occasionally post something hobbity over there, but probably not too often.

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