Oh, The New Year Started Didn’t It?

I feel like I kind of missed the New Year in the midst of the chaos that has surrounded the past few weeks.  I was worked nearly to death Christmas week, then I frantically went around visiting people before their vacations ended and found out a friend had passed away, now NSR is sick and I’m trying not to get sick myself. Despite the current situation of general illness I’m finally finding my feet and trying to get everything back in order.

I have goals more than resolutions for the new year. Improve my knitting and other home making skills, see about seeking a job that doesn’t leave me so exhausted. Exchange the PC for a laptop so I can work on certain projects more effectively and use the space for a sewing machine instead.

I’m also praying about a place on a friend’s farm that may come up for rent in the early spring. If it does, and the space works for us it would be a great opportunity to reduce our rent and for me to learn a bunch of new and useful skills. We might even be able to invest in our own chickens, start chicken ownership on the tutorial setting you might say. It would certainly assuage my need for nature time. There are still a lot of unknowns though, so we’ll have to see what God’s plans are.

I’m also praying very desperately that my car doesn’t give out, it is a necessity for my current job and we don’t have the spare cash for a new one should it go kaput. This is part of why I’m seeking a new job.

Happy New Year to everyone. 🙂


WH: John C. Wright Says It Better than I Could

After two suggestions to see it, NSR and I decided to give Interstellar a shot. I was reticent due to science based criticisms, but after seeing the movie, was frothing at the mouth in anger at these…these…people who had the gall to criticize the movie in that manner. It is science fiction of the highest grade, and I say that as a hardcore fan of Asimov and the like.

I was going to write up a post about what sci-fi is actually about and how wrong these people are, but John C. Wright said it much better already. So I’ll save it for another time.

WH: She Makes Him Wait Too Long

A lot of the interpretations of this animated short revolve around the man idealizing a particular woman and then leaving her because he can’t handle the real her. However, that doesn’t take into account their respective body language. She flits, flies, and leaves him to fall on more than one occasion. He is tired, angry, he leaps to catch her and desperately wants her to just stay. Then she becomes real as he fades, and she expects the dance to go on as it has, while his frustration finally causes him to bow out. She made him wait too long, she assumed he would always be there and he was for a long time. After awhile though, his own needs pushed to the forefront and he left to try and find what he needed. It is only then that she realizes her mistake and grieves the life they could have had together, if she had simply prioritized what was actually important.

#NoNothingNovember and the Liebster Award

I was planning on writing this up earlier and then I ended up working most of the week, so I’m squeezing this in while I have a minute.

Aside from today, getting up at 7:30 has been consistently accomplished. I won’t say it’s easy because I’m not a morning person, but even today I didn’t really sleep past 7:30 I just stayed in bed and rested because I’m trying not to come down with a sinus infection. I have been staying up later than my target time once or twice a week. I go to the gaming club with NSR on Tuesdays and we don’t even get back until 10, and he goes alone on Thursdays and I can’t sleep if he’s not at least at home. However I’ve been right on the dot the rest of the time. I need to figure out what I can do with my newfound time in the mornings.

I’ve been getting all the steps of tasks done except for earlier this week, I ended up leaving dishes out overnight. I also flubbed last night, I did laundry and was so relieved to find out I wouldn’t be working today I didn’t get them put away, but I got that done today. I noticed that I’m getting fewer tasks done overall on any given day, but I’m getting them done to completion, so the house looks better because there aren’t a million half done things lying about.

I have been consistently getting creative time in, mostly knitting and promoting my artwork, but I have gotten a few other things done. This week kind of threw that for a loop, but I got in like six hours of knitting on Tuesday, so I think that compensates. I knit or do other creative work while NSR games, I’m a geek, but no gamer. I have managed to sneak in some photography during work, but I don’t necessarily consider that creative since I’m not paying much attention to making sure the photos are good and I’m simply using my phone.

Overall I’m doing okay, but today is kind of a hard reset. I’m also contemplating expanding these goals a little, how I’m not yet sure.

For reasons that escape me, Slavis Wife has nominated me for the Liebster Award.


This came as a surprise to me since when I saw it circulating I accepted the fact that I would not be nominated. I mean, I’m not exactly the epitome of sweetness, especially on here. However, I’m grateful that Slavis Wife nominated me and if she feels I deserve it then I’ll just accept that. I may try to clean up my act around here a bit though, because I should be doing that anyway.

Hm, now seven things that you can’t easily determine from my blog. The main trick will be making sure they aren’t overly embarrassing or revealing of my identity.

  1. I feel like I never know much about anyone, even my best friend and NSR seem like mysteries to me. However, it is obvious that I subconsciously pick up on cues, because I unconsciously tailor my behavior, level of expressiveness, and general demeanor to best interact with any given person. It’s all the real me, none of it is fake, but everyone is left with a slightly different impression of me.
  2. I can train cats. I’m not even kidding, on the date of this post I have successfully trained 4 cats. I also have the uncanny ability to get cats (even strange ones) to follow complex orders. It makes me wonder if I’m a witch or something and am simply unaware.
  3. I’m very phobic of medically associated sharp objects. Scalpels, needles, scissors, etc. Especially IVs, nothing will make me feel sick faster than the sight or mention of an IV. No problem with knives though.
  4. I’ve probably mentioned this somewhere, but I adore rats as pets. Literally their only downside is their short lifespan. They’re cute, intelligent, and super easy to care for. They’re also less likely to bite and more friendly than similar pets, such as hamsters.
  5. I’m so used to being surrounded by mountains that I feel exposed when I travel somewhere without them.
  6. I spend as much time as possible without shoes. This is partly because being the child a single mom meant that I went longer than I should have without new shoes, so I associate them with pain. This is also partly because I can manage my body temperature a lot better without shoes, especially in summer when it gets hot.
  7. My hair used to be bone straight and is now wavy with curls at the ends. Especially when it is freshly clean. My mom saw it not long ago and asked, “When did your hair get so curly?”

Now for the questions that Slavis Wife prepared.

1: How did you come up with your blog? How do you decide what to write?

Originally I was writing an anime blog and realized I wanted to write more about “Red Pill” topics, the name comes from a comment thread over on What Do You Do for an Encore. I just write about whatever comes to mind. Mostly I putter around here for my own purposes, more than for an audience. Thinking out loud really.

2: What is the hardest fact you’ve had to accept in life?

My life has been so full of hard facts practically from day one, it’s hard to single one out and say “this was the hardest”. At this point I accept most things with a shrug and at worst a few tears. I guess that hardest one is something that affects me rather uniquely, which is my intense, but inconsistent, sensitivity to evil and disaster. I had to accept that I will have to live with it and probably never be able to communicate to others what it is like.

3: Who do you love the very most in this World?

Since I don’t consider God to be merely “in” the world, I’ll answer with NSR. Just before our wedding, one of my two bridesmaids commented that I was the calmest bride she had ever seen. This was because there was nothing for me to regret, no second thoughts, no nervousness. Just relief that the dedication in my heart would finally be announced and made official. One of the happiest moments of my life was when one of the church ladies introduced me to some fellow parishioners as “Mrs”.

4: What is your most time-consuming activity and what would you put the time into if you could get it back?

Either surfing the internet or working would be my most time consuming activity. If we had the facilities/space/ventilation/whatever for it I would probably paint a lot more, but at the same time it’s good for me to get a break from painting after college, clear my system.

5: What is your dream home like?

The short answer: Any decent home with NSR. The long answer: That’s a hard pick between a semi-remote home in the mountain forest or a not so remote home within walking distance of the beach. I want a house without carpets, with a gas stove and a utility sink. I want some property with a barn for a pair of horses and space for a food garden. I want to be able to sit under a fine tree on our property and read a book while our children play. I want a covered porch where I can paint or just sit with NSR on rainy days. I would want it to have lots of bookshelves and a bath tub big enough to submerge all of me at once. I want enough property to give me space to breath, but close enough to our neighbors to reach them on foot in case of trouble. It would also be nice to actually have enough space to entertain a few friends. Realistic answer: Whatever God sees fit to give us.

Nominations, oh bother. I’m at a bit of a loss here since most of the women I’d bestow this on have made their blogs private, have left blogging altogether, or have already received it. So for those that are left I nominate: LovelyleBlanc, Feminine but not Feminist, Her Ladyship (no pressure to respond), Margery (should she return), and Laura. At least I don’t think any of these ladies has been nominated already. No special questions from me, just the 5 to 7 facts are fine.


I saw this over at Stingray’s and since it dovetailed nicely with what I’ve been thinking about anyway, I decided I will be participating. I can’t say I intend to actually enter the contest, since I don’t focus too heavily on manosphere stuff or write for men as my target audience. I’m mostly just doing this because I was thinking only yesterday that I needed some more structure in my life, so I thought about it awhile and came up with three goals.

1. Get up at a decent hour and go to bed at a decent hour.

I have about a million different ways I could add structure to my life, but for me building habits is a one-step-at-a-time deal. So I decided to start with something simple. Making sure I get up a decent hour will make it much easier to use my time more efficiently and make it easier to get up on the rare occasions that I work during the week. I discussed this with NSR (he’s in charge of the alarm clock) and we decided 7:30 am would be a good time for me to get up. I’ll probably be aiming for a bedtime between 9:30 and 10 pm.

2. Finish things on the same day I start them.

I couldn’t come up with a better way to phrase this goal, given that it covers several categories of housework. What I mean is that pots and mixing bowls get washed on the same day they’re used; laundry doesn’t languish in the basket or worse yet, the dryer; dishes don’t sit on the counter long after they’re dry, etc. I’ve never been in charge of all the steps of any housekeeping task before, but I need to learn to get it all done so that the house won’t be a total disaster when kids come along.

3. Do something creative every day.

I haven’t been paying much attention to my artwork or my writing lately and that isn’t good for me. I need to keep my creative juices flowing. So everyday I will do at least one of these: knit, sew, draw, paint, write (poetry or fiction), decorate house (with stuff we already have or free things I can acquire, no shopping), garden, or learn a new creative skill/craft. I’m also going to count squaredancing, Altar Society meetings, and “service opportunities” like helping at the church Halloween party tomorrow as creative things. I’m also allowed to read if I’m doing research for something creative.

I may add more things if I manage to master one of these too quickly, but for now I’m going to leave it at that.

EG: The Time and Place for Hierarchy

This is a quick thought inspired by an episode of The Twilight Zone. I won’t spoil the episode, because it is quite excellent, I will simply say that a man complains that his superior officer has brought the “chain of command and the book” into a place where it didn’t belong, a crisis situation.

This made me stop to think. The hierarchy within any given group is not meant to be abandoned at the first sign of trouble. Times of trouble are when that hierarchy is needed most. Why did you bother figuring out who was the best leader if that weren’t the case? Times of trouble are when leaders must lead the most unapologetically and followers must follow most obediently. That is not the time for hesitation or refusing to obey. Being able to have faith in your leader is a great comfort in times of trouble. For the leaders themselves, being given the faith of their followers and being allowed to concentrate on the task of bringing everyone through in one piece is the most basic help they can be given by their followers.

I had a very small example of this recently. I was getting worked up over something minor, as I occasionally do. NSR was trying to help me through it and I was initially being difficult. Then as he instructed me to do something and a very unsubmissive thought began to enter my head, I shouted myself down inside my head, thinking “SHUT UP and TRUST HIM!”. I did so and calmed down almost instantly, despite the fact that the matter didn’t get resolved at that point. Respecting the hierarchy and having faith in the man I chose to marry helped me deal with the situation.

Someone else around here had and excellent post up about this recently but I can’t for the life of me remember who. When I remember I’ll update with a link.

Wives, you must take a minute to look at your husband and commit to trusting him. It will help you more than you expect. To the women who are seeking husbands, set aside your checklists for a moment and evaluate whether or not you can trust this man when the going gets rough. If not, break it off early and save the both of you a great deal of heartache.

MS: I Felt a Great Disturbance in the Force

…as if hundreds of voices suddenly cried out “misogyny” and will not shut up.

Feminists, not satisfied with finding reasons not to like new media, are finding reasons to dislike media of the past. The original Star Wars trilogy has been getting some attention for its supposed sexism.

The first is the rather obvious target of the slave Leia costume. I came across an infographic which refutes arguments that probably no one has ever made in support of the costume. I won’t reproduce it here because it is quite large and won’t link it because it’s from Tumblr. The basic premise of their issue with Leia’s costume (and the other slave girl’s costume) is that it “implies violence” against them. Never mind that Jabba jerks Leia’s chain and feeds the other slave girl to the rancor, in actual violence against them. No, no, the costumes are the problem. Never mind that them wearing anything else would be utterly nonsensical given the situation. They are slave girls, in the eyes of Jabba and his court they are objects. Their humanity (for lack of better term) is being degraded. To dress them in something tasteful and respectful is to ignore their plight. The film doesn’t have time to dedicate scenes specifically to showing they are in a bad situation. While the criticism of superheroine costumes may be somewhat justified due to their impracticality, the criticism of Leia’s costume is highly misguided. As a slave girl on a desert planet, what else would she be wearing? It’s like criticizing a maid for wearing a maid outfit. Implying violence against them is the entire point.

The other piece of outrage came about when photos of female Rebel pilots surfaced. Cue the outrage that they did not make the final cut. How sexist! Except, let’s think about this for a minute. What happens to every Rebel pilot we see in their fighter? Except Luke and his wingman? Well, they get shot out of the sky. Luke survives because he’s the hero and his wingman survives because Luke tells him something to the tune of “you can’t do any good here” after his fighter is damaged. The fact of the matter is that feminists would not be satisfied if the female pilots had made it to the screen. If they had been among the general pilot population and met the same fate, they would be saying that George Lucas has misogynistic tendencies since he included them only for the purpose of killing them off. If Luke’s wingman has been female and she survived because Luke sent her back to base, they would be saying that Luke is a sexist hero who doesn’t value the contributions of the female pilots.

If either of these criticisms had come to pass I would say “George Lucas seems to hate his fans, female and male alike, but as for the general population I can’t say” and “Luke has protective tendencies towards people regardless of their gender, possibly due to his guilt over the death of his aunt and uncle and exacerbated by the death of Kenobi”, respectively.

So, they wouldn’t be happy regardless of what happened and honestly I’d prefer it if they didn’t give George Lucas ideas for further edits. I’m going to join the chorus of other original trilogy fans and say “Leave Star Wars alone!”.