Really, Truly Love

You know you really, truly love your godson when you dream of writing a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles fanfic novel just because it would make him happy.

That's "dream" in the "involuntary nighttime brain activity" sense, not in the "rose-colored girlish dreams" sense.

*goes to scrub brain*

Rainy Sunday night

Our internet has been up and down all day, at just that annoying rate that allows you to load pages and then makes you hit reload to actually see them. Sigh. But there's lovely fall rain. I love fall.

timprov posted about this on his lj, but I wanted to post it here just in case it was insufficiently certain over there: we're planning on going to a Josh Ritter concert on Wednesday, October 17, at the Cedar Cultural Center. The Cedar classifies him as "singer-songwriter," which is as apt as anything. Guy With Guitar. He's fairly new to us, so I can't be as much of a screaming fangirl in advance as I am for some of the concerts we've been to. But I do very much like "Lawrence, Kansas" and "Snow Is Gone" and the one that's linked from T's lj and...everything else I've heard, basically; it's just not a concert where I'll be able to sing along with every song. We have ability to give a few people rides if you want to go with, or we can look for you there. Speak up.

One of the things I've been doing lately is trying to step back and let the people who say, "I'll e-mail you about tea," actually, y'know, e-mail me about tea. Rather than always being the one to e-mail them. This is resulting in somewhat less tea, but that's generally okay. People can pursue my social time for awhile, while I pursue energy and quiet a little more assiduously.

My back has been really fairly nasty this weekend, but the up side of that is noticing how nasty it hasn't been otherwise lately. Hurrah; and tomorrow I have an appointment to return it to non-nastiness, so hurrah again.