Over it.

After reading an article on how we need to protect our pwerious polyamory from the Horrible Swary Mainstream, I've realize: I am so over the subculture police. I was over it in paganism (*gasp!* Wiccans on tv! The movie The Craft is Wrong!), I was over it in steampunk (OMG Hot Topic likes steampunk! DISASTER!), and now I'm over it in poly.

People, nothing you're doing in any of these subcultures is all that exciting. So your mom now has an inkling about your religion, so what. So your friend slapped some gaters onto her skirt and put some goggles on her head and went to a goth club that way, so what. So your friends want to try a different relationship model that could make their lives messy, so what. It happens in mono all the time (Dane Cook: "Let's wait five years and then end this relationship violently."). Is your life seriously that boring that you care that much that other people obvs think something you do is cool and/or interesting and would like to try it out themselves? So they're doing it wrong. Um, guess what, everyone remembers that first dumbass spell you did, the first woke up in bed with two other people and freaked, and that disaster you called your first steampunk "outfit".

Whatever. Get over it. Get a hobby. Start spinning yarn or something.

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(from Sunday)

* Made chicken stock, made short ribs, made waffles, baked bread, and roasted a pumpkin.

* shardkin attempted to put up the pot rack, we learned that our house is built weird and we're going to hire someone for it.

* We then put up curtains, cleaned bedroom, framed pictures, changed bedding, cleaned couch cover, visited Mom and Lis and contemplated a new cottage industry for a few years from now.

Me: Now I know why grown ups are tired.
Jow: I'm ready for bed.
Me: It's six o'clock.

Now spinning yarn* and millionaire matchmaker!

Me: So, I've been spinning yarn.
Mothra (feigns interest): Mmm-hmmm.
Me: But I'm still learning, so I make these tiny balls of yarns, like yarnlets. And the yarn is brown so--
(Mothra looks visually excited)
Me & Mothra: It looks like tribbles!

I had a dream last night/ and it looked just like a dream

((Btw, I'm still behind in my emails, I'm trying to get caught up!))

So. I've fucked around with the idea of owning a witch shop or a coffeehouse for quite some time. Since . . . like, 20? I kind of put both away for a while once I was about 25 to be taken out again on occasion. There was recently a heady group daydream of a coffeehouse during a trip to Van Gough's Ear because we're the tail end of Gen X and it was our culture and we miss it. Starbucks, while most of us have caved to their siren song, is still not the same in terms of social culture. But once you start talking nuuuuuuuuuumbers and savvvvvvvvings it gets to be a drag since most of us are scraping by.

shardkin and I took a mini break to the pocanos a while back and we found a tiny witch store and got all excited because we were in the boonies but *man* was it a hot mess. And more and more brick and mortar stores keep closing down (Aphrodesia, Gypsy Haven) which is disheartening and depressing. So we of course started day dreaming about what *our* store would look like. And then we started talking nuuuuuuuuuuuumbers and savvvvvvvvvvvvvvings and the failboat that this economy is and promptly put it away except to occasionally daydream about it.

Flashfoward to two nights ago! I had a dream that we were a traveling curio shop and were vending an event and I saw how beautiful our shop was set up and actually figured out what to do with a few things (like yarnlets, believe it or not). I woke up and told Jow about it. And we started figuring out inventory (hand made, eco-friendly whenever possible, supporting small business whenever possible, local whenever possible, etc., etc.) and where we could vend and what we wanted to vend. And . . .like, five years from now (maybe three?) when we have new flooring and things are pretty set in the house and we have some savings, and we've gotten even better at our respective crafts, we could take it on the road. To indie craft shows, to cons, to festivals, all sorts of things. And we could have different wares and services (which we'd want to offer too) in different places. Vending isn't cheap, but it's not impossible either.

So we're pretty excited about this and are currently working towards this. We're going to call it: Trevia: The Traveling Curio Shop.

Beta Readers Notice!

I will be dumping sharing my 10K Regency Romantica story for you all either on Fri or Mon because I need to get this show on the road.

If you're not on my beta filter and would like to be, drop a note!

My crazy flirtation skillz.

I don't know if I've ever shared this with you all, gentle readers, but unless I am feeling comfortable in my surroundings, feeling hot, and feeling a really good vibe from the other person where I can be all witty and touchy and shit, my flirtation skills go something like this:

OMG! OMFG! I LIKE ZIR! WHAT DO I DO! I KNOW! I WILL EXHIBIT MY OBVIOUS INTEREST BY FREEZING UP LIKE A DEER IN A HEADLIGHT, IGNORE ZIR AND ACT TWITCHY AND TENSE AROUND ZIR! I WILL BE UNABLE TO MAKE WITTY BANTER OR REPLY TO THEIR WITTY BANTER WHICH COULD NOT POSSIBLY BE MISTAKEN FOR DISINTEREST! NAY, THAT WILL SHOW MY DESPERATE INFATUATION! GOOD TALK!

Yeah. I flirt way better with a couple martinis in me or if it's a friend of a friend in a comfortable situation.

The more you know!