Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Later...



I worked late last night getting ready for a museum event, and I am working late tonight for the event. I may not have time to write much until Friday.

Tuesday, February 19, 2019

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The king of the drag ball as mentioned in yesterday's post.


The Mortal Lease



The Mortal Lease

 byEdith Wharton


II.

 

Because our kiss is as the moon to draw

The mounting waters of that red-lit sea

That circles brain with sense, and bids us be

The playthings of an elemental law,

Shall we forego the deeper touch of awe

On love’s extremest pinnacle, where we,

Winging the vistas of infinity,

Gigantic on the mist our shadows saw?

 

Shall kinship with the dim first-moving clod

Not draw the folded pinion from the soul,

And shall we not, by spirals vision-trod,

Reach upward to some still-retreating goal,

As earth, escaping from the night’s control,

Drinks at the founts of morning like a god?

Monday, February 18, 2019

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Winter Is a Drag Ball: Broadway Bound


I’ve heard it’s the biggest event in Vermont. I would not disagree. The Winter Is a Drag Ball had tons of people gathered at Higher Ground in Burlington. Hosted by the LeMay Sisters, there are numerous drag and burlesque performers to entertain the crowd and plenty of dancing too. I ended up getting there an hour late because the person who I was going with couldn’t get her act together on time. Which means, I missed the LeMay Sisters main performance and I missed the performance of the drag queen I had dinner with a couple of weeks ago. We did catch a number of the acts, and we had a great time.

If you remember, the theme was Broadway Bound, a cross between Broadway and BDSM. I wore the outfit below and kept a small leather paddle in my pocket. I loved the ball gag on the shoes. Not everyone dresses up, but a good 80 percent do. I don’t know when I’ll ever wear the below outfit again, but it sure was fun to get dressed up and it not be Halloween. Mine wasn’t very Broadway character inspired, but there were lots of cats, some Hello Dollys, and a lot of Cabaret inspired clothes. The costumes went from the subdued (or dapper as someone described me) to the absolutely wild. There was a costume parade and prizes. The king of the Drag Ball was basically wearing a leather thong. He had a fabulous ass and one of the biggest packages I’ve seen outside of porn.

Anyway, it was lots of fun. Next year will be the 25th anniversary so who knows what the theme will be. I’m sure it will be fabulous and I can’t wait to go again.





Sunday, February 17, 2019

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Who Argue


Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker! Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou? or thy work, He hath no hands? (KJV) ( Isaiah 45:9 ) 

How do you treat God when things in your life don't go according to your plan? Do you argue with Him using logic, blame, or coercion? Maybe you thought you would have had kids at your age, or perhaps a loved one was supposed to be on the earth longer. Your Creator is all powerful and all knowing. Is your faith strong enough to trust in His power and His divinity? 

Quite honestly, I don't know if mine always is. What about you?


Friday, February 15, 2019

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A Lot Going On



Today will be a long day, but once it is over it’s time to relax. Today, we put the final touches on the exhibit, then we will have the grand opening and reception. It should be quite the opening, unlike any we’ve had before. This exhibit is for our bicentennial, after all. It’s a huge exhibit and unlike anything we’ve ever done before. The whole exhibit harkens back to the older days of museums when they were largely cabinets of curiosity. We have a lot of curiosities on display, and they are fascinating objects.

Tomorrow will be a day of fun. I have nothing planned during the day, but tomorrow night is the annual Winter Is a Drag Ball. It’s one of the largest social events in Vermont. It is certainly the largest LGBTQ social event. However, it is more than just LGBTQ, it is also our allies. About 1000 people show up and many come in costume or drag. This years theme, and each year there is a theme, is Broadway Bound, a cross between Broadway and BDSM. My costume is all black with leather and sequins and my shoes are fabulous. I hope it will be a good time had by all.

Thursday, February 14, 2019

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Sorry



I’m a bit embarrassed by my rant yesterday. The stress of the week was getting to me. This exhibit has been a monster. It’s the most objects we’ve ever exhibited, and it’s the biggest exhibit we’ve ever had. And yes, I’m tired of feeling sick but I’m much better than I was a month ago. The physical therapy and exercises she gave me have also helped. I’m also embarrassed at how tired I’ve felt the last few weeks. Yesterday, I fell asleep at my desk for at least 30 minutes. I know because an email I had not seen before I dozed had been sitting there for 33 minutes. My boss either never noticed or was too kind to say anything. I was totally embarrassed nonetheless. Yes, it’s been a rough week.

Oh, and Happy Valentines Day! I hope it’s a lovely one for you.

Wednesday, February 13, 2019

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Ugh!



 The title says it all.

Ugh to everything. The snow, the tiredness of getting this exhibit ready, the continuing effects of recovery from bronchitis and pneumonia, how sleepy I was when trying to write this post, etc. I had a post in mind, and I just couldn’t stay awake to write it. Maybe next Wednesday.

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

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On Joy and Sorrow


On Joy and Sorrow

 by Kahlil Gibran


Then a woman said, Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow.

     And he answered:

     Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

     And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.

     And how else can it be?

     The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

     Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?

     And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?

     When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.

     When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

   

     Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”

     But I say unto you, they are inseparable.

     Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

 

     Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.

     Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.

     When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.


Monday, February 11, 2019

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Grammys



I wasn’t going to watch any of it. Then one of my coworkers told me that Ricky Martin was going to be in the opening, I decided I’d at least watch that. But, Ricky came out with a mustache. He looked horrible. I hate the mustache craze. I hate even more the full beard, but mustaches just look stupid. I thought I’d stop it there, but I decided to watch Alicia Keyes and was rewarded by seeing Michelle Obama. After that, I was happy to see Shawn Mendes, who while I like some of his music but more than that, I just like to look at him. He has an amazing smile that makes your heart skip a beat. Shortly after Shawn, I fell asleep. I woke up to the medley of Dolly Parton songs that I thought was fabulous. I really enjoyed her new song about the red shoes. I watched a bit longer but eventually turned it off and fell asleep. I do want to say one more thing, Alicia Keyes is AMAZING. Watching her play two pianos at once was amazing. I’ve seen dueling pianos before, but never when it was one person playing them.

Sunday, February 10, 2019

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Heart Sick



Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life. (KJV) ( Proverbs 13:12

A dream can be a very good thing because it overcomes complacency and can fill you with life. When you dream, be purposeful about how you choose to include God. Keep Him smack in the middle of it all. Otherwise, your dream can take on an unhealthy desire, which can absorb your heart and mind away from God. Keep tweaking your dream and making sure you leave ample room for God to be in the center of it. 



Friday, February 8, 2019

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TGIF


Work has been super busy. We have a new exhibit opening next week, and everyone is working all out to get it done. There is still a lot to do before we are finished. I spent yesterday helping dress mannequins. I’m not sure what today will bring. I know I have an impact report to write. I’m not exactly sure how I’m going to write it, but I’m told it’s not too difficult and that I have a template to go by. There’s definitely a lot going on.

By the way, the picture above has nothing to do with work. I just liked it.

Thursday, February 7, 2019

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PT


Since I went to Florida for work, my neck and shoulder have been bothering me. While I was in Florida, I wasn’t able to sleep because the pain was so bad. The pain isn’t as bad now as it was, but it’s still somewhat painful. It’s caused my headaches to be more intense as it involves more of my upper body. Yesterday, I had my first visit to the physical therapist. She began with a long evaluation of what was wrong and then began poking and prodding me as I turned left and right. Apparently, I have more of a problem with my left shoulder than my right, and I have bad posture and a week middle back. These are things she will be working with me on. She did show me a technique to get rid of my headaches without medicine, which worked very well since I went in with a headache and came out without one. Some of it was a bit painful, but ultimately I think it was worth it. My appointments will be weekly for now and I have three different exercises to do at home. I really hope she is successful in what she’s trying to do.

Wednesday, February 6, 2019

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Stress


I admit it. I’ve been stressed lately. We have the traveling exhibition, our new year long exhibition at the museum that opens next week. Then there are the public programs that I’m working on and the classes that I am teaching. There’s a lot going on. If I had the money, I’d just skip away this weekend to Montreal, but that will have to wait until March, I think. I’ve been going to bed early lately, mainly because I am tired or have a headache. This afternoon, I have an appointment with a physical therapist to work on my neck and shoulder pain. It’s also supposed to help with my headaches, I sure hope it works.

Tuesday, February 5, 2019

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Birches



Birches
Robert Frost, 1874 - 1963

 When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.
But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stay
As ice-storms do. Often you must have seen them
Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning
After a rain. They click upon themselves
As the breeze rises, and turn many-colored
As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.
Soon the sun’s warmth makes them shed crystal shells
Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust--
Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away
You’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load,
And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed
So low for long, they never right themselves:
You may see their trunks arching in the woods
Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground
Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair
Before them over their heads to dry in the sun.
But I was going to say when Truth broke in
With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm
I should prefer to have some boy bend them
As he went out and in to fetch the cows--
Some boy too far from town to learn baseball,
Whose only play was what he found himself,
Summer or winter, and could play alone.
One by one he subdued his father’s trees
By riding them down over and over again
Until he took the stiffness out of them,
And not one but hung limp, not one was left
For him to conquer. He learned all there was
To learn about not launching out too soon
And so not carrying the tree away
Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise
To the top branches, climbing carefully
With the same pains you use to fill a cup
Up to the brim, and even above the brim.
Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish,
Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.
So was I once myself a swinger of birches.
And so I dream of going back to be.
It’s when I’m weary of considerations,
And life is too much like a pathless wood
Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs
Broken across it, and one eye is weeping
From a twig’s having lashed across it open.
I’d like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.





Monday, February 4, 2019

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Yet Another Monday


The Super Bowl basically sucked. I found it rather boring. The commercials, usually the best part, were mediocre at best. There were a few standouts: Mercedes, T-Mobile, and, my favorite, Amazon Alexa. I found the Washington Post ad to be rather moving, but the rest, I just wasn’t that impressed. What did you think?

I also had a terrible headache yesterday. The worst I’ve had in four years. I took the maximum amount of pain killers I could and spent most of the day in bed. Finally my headache eased enough for me to make dinner and watch the Super Bowl. The headache never did go away fully. I went to bed with it still bothering me.

So with such a sucky Sunday, let’s hope it’s a better Monday.

Sunday, February 3, 2019

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Who Shaped


For, lo, he that formeth the mountains, and createth the wind, and declareth unto man what is his thought, that maketh the morning darkness, and treadeth upon the high places of the earth, The LORD, The God of hosts, is his name. (KJV) ( Amos 4:13 ) 

If you haven't noticed lately, we are surrounded by beauty every day. From deep blue oceans to the crisp whiteness of new fallen snow to chipper birds full of songs, all of it was created by God for His glory. With all of the earth singing His praises, He still shares Himself with us and pursues us. Let's give glory to God for all of the blessings He bestowed on us. 


Friday, February 1, 2019

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Polar Vortex



It’s definitely cold outside. There was a low of -3 yesterday and today -5. Then we will slowly warm up, as I guess the rest of the country will too. We will have highs in the 40s by the beginning of next week. At least I can say it was colder elsewhere than in Vermont. Sometimes, especially when the wind is blowing in your face, I feel it couldn’t get any colder,  yet there are always colder places. I was born a southerner and that will always be in my blood, but I have to admit, I enjoy colder weather over the heat of the South. I just miss the food in the South and my family.