"You can't always get what you want"

Jul. 19th, 2017 01:31 am
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Archiving some Twitter threads here regarding cons and congoing.

Thread 1: You are not entitled to be a panelist at a convention.  )

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Thread 2: Cis People Please Don't Do This. )

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"R&R"

Jul. 18th, 2017 04:26 am
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Once more unto the vacation to-do list/wishlist. A whole week of vacation when I'm not ill! Such luxury!

Things with deadlines:

* NONE AT ALL

Things without deadlines (fun):

* Watch Voltron: Legendary Defender and do some knitting
* Stroll in the Botanic Gardens (needs to happen today if it's going to happen, because the weather's going to be too hot and unpleasant the rest of the week)
* Maybe steal the baby from daycare early one day and get extra baby time
* Read
* Cook
* Lunch with my mom
* Sleeeeeeeep

Things without deadlines (productive):

* Shower and dress in real clothes every day
* Tidy room enough for vacuuming
* Unpack
* Vacuum (or ask J to if my arms are sad)
* Catch up on laundry
* Celebrate the 1st anniversary of Story Hospital (!)
* Call insurance company about that bill
* Call doctor's office about that prior auth
* Finish setting up Tinybeans
* Remake OT appointment for next week
* Do a family Readercon debrief/postmortem

Weather. Ugh.

Jul. 17th, 2017 07:15 pm
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So we had a good time down in Peabody MA at the Granite State Magicians' magic contest -- I suppose I can now honestly call it the First Annual Granite State Magicians' Magic Contest, because they're already planning to do it again next year -- and had dinner out afterward at the Cheesecake Factory on the GSM's dime because we were part of the contest crew. (I was the timekeeper, with signs for 5 minutes left, 1 minute left, and Stop, and my handy countdown timer.) Then we crashed for the night in Lyndeborough with another member of the GSM who has an air-conditioned house with a spare bedroom, and drove north again in the morning.

It was a good expedition, and mostly funded in one way or another by Himself's stage-magic work. But now I'm back up here in Colebrook, where the humidity is higher than the temperature and the temperature is high enough by itself to be uncomfortable -- nothing like it was down below, but as always, it's what you're used to. We had a thunderstorm and a downpour earlier, but it was one of the ones that don't leave cooler and drier air behind them, just more humidity. (On the other hand, it did lay some of the pollen, so that helps a bit.)

Tomorrow I have to phone the car people and make an appointment to get the brakes fixed, because they are making a Bad Noise. We also need to get the exhaust manifold fixed, but the brakes need to come first.

Such excitement.

"The travel-model baby"

Jul. 17th, 2017 02:29 am
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We are HOME. I have rarely in my life been so tired, and I have spent much of my life being tired. This is non-Euclidean tired that collapses in upon itself. I'm sort of impressed by it.

As usual, Sam was thrilled to see me, Sophie was thrilled to see X, and Alex pretended to have entirely forgotten our names until we ordered pizza and he decided he wanted some. Tili took very good care of them. She also pointed out that our inexplicably huge basil plants grew enormous flower spikes during the three days we were gone. The leaves are yellowing a bit; might be time for more fertilizer.

I cannot overstate how tremendously lucky we are to have such a good travel-bean. They were really clearly Done With Everything around 2 p.m. yesterday, and very polite about our inexplicable failure to take them home right then. They didn't nap much on the train today, though they did sleep on me for about half an hour—it's such a pleasure to be slept on by a baby, and we were all jockeying a bit to be the one that Kit napped on; I only won because J needed to get up to get something and I snagged the sleepy baby and the blanket—but they were generally cheerful and amenable to distraction nonetheless, and as soon as we got home they chugged a bottle and sacked out. They even signed "train" while we were waiting for the train, and they made friends with another toddler who was riding in our car, trading many high-fives and handshakes. They really liked the train trips; we should do more train travel with them.

Next year, more and better planning. Definitely. But on the whole it was a very good con.

"Gonna fall down any day now"

Jul. 16th, 2017 02:11 am
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We are at Readercon! We are having a very good time.

We took the train up instead of driving. There was a mess leaving Penn Station—we had to get off our broken train and get onto another one at the last minute—and a friend couriered much of our luggage, so that was all a bit of a logistical headache, and it's stressful being bound to an external schedule. But I actually haven't missed having a car (or even thought much about leaving the hotel) and I definitely haven't missed being the only licensed driver for a long trip. Maybe the train again next year; maybe not.

Me being sick for the crucial two weeks (two full weeks! June 26 to July 10! let's never do that again!) when we would usually do all our planning led to many hilarious planning failures, including not packing enough underwear, packing the wrong bra, not bringing enough warm clothing for a freezing cold hotel, never getting around to going swimming (after much fuss about making sure we all had swim gear—though of course we forgot Kit's swim diaper!), not bringing toothpaste, not bringing enough cash for housekeeping tips, forgetting that my new eyeglass prescription means my hoarded last pair of contact lenses was useless, and not scheduling enough babysitter time. Rarely has my behavior.planning.agley tag been so apt. X and J did their very best to make up for my incapacity, but we're all used to me being the primary planner, and at this age Kit is very distracting and makes it hard to focus on planning. I suspect that we're going to go home, sleep for a week, and then plan out our entire schedule for next year in advance.

I gave a talk on habit reversal training for writers that was extremely well received. That was very gratifying and enjoyable, and set a good tone for the rest of the weekend. I attended a few panels, was on a couple more, read none of my book and knit none of my knitting, had a really lovely time hanging out with friends, stayed up very late—the usual.

Some of it has been a bit strange. I'm now at the age where my friends tell me about their divorces; I was not quite aware I had reached that age, but it's happened twice in two days, so here we are. (To be clear, I am very glad I could be there for those friends. I just wasn't expecting it.) No one's slept much except Kit, who remains an absolute champion traveler and has taken a solid two-hour nap every day we've been here, including on the train on the way up (and will ideally do so on the train home). But we're coping.

I was nearly falling asleep during my own room party, and then after it was done I went out to the patio because 1 a.m. Readercon patio conversations are a superb vintage I only get to taste once a year. We talked about consciousness upload and replication, which led to digressions on neuroscience, parenting, and karma. Good times.

I must go sleep a lot now. A whole lot. Tomorrow: home.

Why on Earth...

Jul. 14th, 2017 01:08 pm
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...do I keep getting spam phone calls from The Brace Hotline?

I know the answer, I suspect. My age has put me into their target group, and they think that I'm stupid. Or rather, they know that enough people in the world in the target group are stupid that if they call a sufficient number of them at random, they'll pull in enough fish to make their quota.

Fortunately, they use a robo-caller, so as soon as I hear the words "Brace Hotline" I can press "END" and make them go away.

The pollsters, on the other hand . . . either the Republicans are getting nervous or the Democrats are already beginning to rev up their engines for 2018, because we're starting to get those again.

No Readercon This Year

Jul. 11th, 2017 02:01 pm
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We don't have the spare cash to spend on a convention where we aren't on programming and where most of the people we used to go there to see don't attend it any more.

Also, we have the Granite State Magicians' magic contest in Peabody starting at 1 PM on Sunday, so we'd only have had about three-quarters of a convention at most.

Just not worth it. Even if the Good Fairy Department were to drop a large sum of money on us at the last minute, said large sum would go to car repairs and the winter electric bill.

(Oil heat, goddamit. It's currently beating out permanent, as opposed to tarp-and-board, repairs for the roof in the when-we-get-money fantasies.)

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