Shaken and stirred

Wild Hare's Lammas went off within reasonable expectations of well last night. I only flubbed one word (which was a pretty important word, but still, only one word), and the omens were pretty good. I didn't make my oath from Beltane and had to give up another pair of earrings, which makes me completely out of silver earrings, and these were my favorite. Oh well, that will teach me to let my mouth write checks my ass can't cash, I suppose. The deities invoked were all of the Norse persuasion, which was exciting, as I rarely deal with those powers, but apparently some of the ones I was calling showed up despite the fact that they don't owe me anything. I suppose that means now I owe them something. Anyway, nice rain that wasn't at all in the forecast occurred, and we got a lovely rainbow. Quoth kittenpants, "Well, you called Thor and Heimdall. What did you expect? I mean, Heimdall's only really got two signs, and the rainbow's the good one." So that's all right.

Then, we proceded to eat seventeen tons of bread with honey butter and pub cheese. If you ever get a chance to try kittenpants' braided herb bread, you should count yourself a lucky mortal indeed.

But most importantly, agrnmn and druidevo picked me up by the ankles and hung me for a minute, which was enough to straighten out my hips. I feel much better today, so massive thank you to those guys. It's good to have tall friends. Not only can they pick you up and dangle you, they also can see what's on the top shelf!

And then, because 8elements tagged me, ( Five things that make me feel enthusiastic about life: )

Shaken and stirred

Wild Hare's Lammas went off within reasonable expectations of well last night. I only flubbed one word (which was a pretty important word, but still, only one word), and the omens were pretty good. I didn't make my oath from Beltane and had to give up another pair of earrings, which makes me completely out of silver earrings, and these were my favorite. Oh well, that will teach me to let my mouth write checks my ass can't cash, I suppose. The deities invoked were all of the Norse persuasion, which was exciting, as I rarely deal with those powers, but apparently some of the ones I was calling showed up despite the fact that they don't owe me anything. I suppose that means now I owe them something. Anyway, nice rain that wasn't at all in the forecast occurred, and we got a lovely rainbow. Quoth kittenpants, "Well, you called Thor and Heimdall. What did you expect? I mean, Heimdall's only really got two signs, and the rainbow's the good one." So that's all right.

Then, we proceded to eat seventeen tons of bread with honey butter and pub cheese. If you ever get a chance to try kittenpants' braided herb bread, you should count yourself a lucky mortal indeed.

But most importantly, agrnmn and druidevo picked me up by the ankles and hung me for a minute, which was enough to straighten out my hips. I feel much better today, so massive thank you to those guys. It's good to have tall friends. Not only can they pick you up and dangle you, they also can see what's on the top shelf!

And then, because 8elements tagged me, ( Five things that make me feel enthusiastic about life: )