ship (
shipperslist) wrote2025-11-04 03:33 pm
impala_chick (
impala_chick) wrote2025-11-03 06:59 pm
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Fandom Gift Basket + Trick or Treat Ex
I got three wonderful gifts at
fandomgiftbasket over here, including the icon I used for this post!!
spikedluv wrote a super cute Kate/Yelena (MCU) fic called Pretzels and Pizza where Clint and Bucky figure out Kate & Yelena are dating and are so cool about it.
scintilla10 wrote a really evocative Rosa/Isobel (Roswell New Mexico) drabble called constellations, and the prose is so pretty!
I wrote two gifts: a short fic for the LOVE ME HARD music video and a short domestic fic called pillowtalk ft. Irulan/Chani/Paul from Dune.
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I didn't sign up for
trickortreatex this year, but I'm having fun reading the collection anyway. Some recs:
water-bearer, Arthurian Mythology, Galehaut/Lancelot du Lac.
I just love how this seems to fit the canon, plus the pining is so gentle but no less intense.
These External Manners of Laments, 9-1-1 Lone Star, Owen/Billy.
Great Billy angst with a very supportive Owen.
cross my heart and hope to die, Music RPF, Towa Bird/Reneé Rapp.
This filled in so many lore gaps for me!! Plus I loved how the author wrote the same events in both points of view.
Spooky Tales: Super cute art of Abigail from Stardew Valley telling a story.
It Takes Two...: Beautiful art of Morticia and Gomez Addams dancing.
It Happened That Night, MCU/DCEU Crossover, Natasha/Diana.
A super fun idea. I love the trope that anyone might show up at a Stark party :D
I wrote two gifts: a short fic for the LOVE ME HARD music video and a short domestic fic called pillowtalk ft. Irulan/Chani/Paul from Dune.
I didn't sign up for
water-bearer, Arthurian Mythology, Galehaut/Lancelot du Lac.
I just love how this seems to fit the canon, plus the pining is so gentle but no less intense.
These External Manners of Laments, 9-1-1 Lone Star, Owen/Billy.
Great Billy angst with a very supportive Owen.
cross my heart and hope to die, Music RPF, Towa Bird/Reneé Rapp.
This filled in so many lore gaps for me!! Plus I loved how the author wrote the same events in both points of view.
Spooky Tales: Super cute art of Abigail from Stardew Valley telling a story.
It Takes Two...: Beautiful art of Morticia and Gomez Addams dancing.
It Happened That Night, MCU/DCEU Crossover, Natasha/Diana.
A super fun idea. I love the trope that anyone might show up at a Stark party :D
hannah (
hannah) wrote2025-11-03 08:54 pm
Take a test.
I'm only a little disappointed I'm not working the polls tomorrow. Only a little, because as much as I'd wanted to get out and participate, I know calling off was the right thing to do. I'm coming off a nasty cold - four negative rapid tests since last Wednesday night, including one this afternoon, seem reasonably trustworthy - and while I'm mostly recovered, working the polls for the full duration tomorrow wouldn't do me any good. It's hard enough when I'm completely healthy.
What I'm finding amusing about this is one of my clients reached out and because I'm not working the polls and the physical demands will be significantly less with far fewer hours, I'll be working with her tomorrow afternoon, which means I've basically gone from the public to the private sector.
What I'm finding amusing about this is one of my clients reached out and because I'm not working the polls and the physical demands will be significantly less with far fewer hours, I'll be working with her tomorrow afternoon, which means I've basically gone from the public to the private sector.
flamingsword (
flamingsword) wrote2025-11-03 06:28 pm
Tears and conversation
When was the last time you cried in front of another person?
For me it was on the phone with my friend
nyyki when Ghost decided to go basically no-contact with me in the beginning of September. (In my estimation, phone conversations absolutely count as crying in front of someone.)
I’m over the emotional immediacy of the feelings of bewilderment, abandonment, and betrayal. I still miss him and I really desperately miss the kitties sometimes, but I can deal with having been lied to about whether we would stay friends. I can deal with having given someone six months of space and had them instead of telling me that that wasn’t enough space just decide to cut contact completely. I can deal with not understanding why Ghost decided to stop growing or changing as a person. It’s not ideal, and I don’t deal well with not knowing important things that affect my life, it makes me neurotic and overthinky but it’s … well, it’s not fine, but it’s more disappointing and aggravating at this point and less the emotional equivalent of a freshly-broken toe. (Broken toes also make me cry. I can bear bad fibro flares like an adult, but broken toes make me tear up like an overstimulated toddler when something feels unfair.)
Thanks for sticking with me so far.
Relevant YouTube link behind the cut for folks whose screen readers may still be borked: ( Read more... )
So really: when was the last time you cried in front of someone? Feel free to comment here or to DM me or to ping me on other contact platforms. Anywhere you like, if you want to have a meaningful discussion about who you are, or what we have in common, etc..
For me it was on the phone with my friend
I’m over the emotional immediacy of the feelings of bewilderment, abandonment, and betrayal. I still miss him and I really desperately miss the kitties sometimes, but I can deal with having been lied to about whether we would stay friends. I can deal with having given someone six months of space and had them instead of telling me that that wasn’t enough space just decide to cut contact completely. I can deal with not understanding why Ghost decided to stop growing or changing as a person. It’s not ideal, and I don’t deal well with not knowing important things that affect my life, it makes me neurotic and overthinky but it’s … well, it’s not fine, but it’s more disappointing and aggravating at this point and less the emotional equivalent of a freshly-broken toe. (Broken toes also make me cry. I can bear bad fibro flares like an adult, but broken toes make me tear up like an overstimulated toddler when something feels unfair.)
Thanks for sticking with me so far.
Relevant YouTube link behind the cut for folks whose screen readers may still be borked: ( Read more... )
So really: when was the last time you cried in front of someone? Feel free to comment here or to DM me or to ping me on other contact platforms. Anywhere you like, if you want to have a meaningful discussion about who you are, or what we have in common, etc..
Cimorene (
cimorene) wrote2025-11-03 05:07 pm
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Unfortunately the correct method is still not exactly FAST and also is still stinky...
I finally managed to find good information about getting rust off of a cast iron woodstove by using Marginalia Search Engine, a specialty search engine that is intended to resurface the "old web" of private websites and bulletin boards and stuff instead of SEO and corporate slop.
A few years ago in the winter when we were using the cast iron woodstove sometimes, someone (me) uhmmmmm absent-mindedly left some candle holders sitting on top of it with candles in them and those included ones carved out of solid blocks of pink rock salt (hideous, they belonged to my MIL, who was addicted to candles. Why didn't we just get rid of them? We hated them. Natural aversion to throwing things away. We have since thrown them out). So it turns out that ummm the candles completely liquefy if you do that and then light a fire in the stove, and they like cause the salt to run and melt onto the surface of the wood stove and salt is bad for cast iron. So. Big rust spots.
And the rust spots have got worse with time, because when it first happened and we tried to get them off, we tried with normal google and duckduckgo searches and got no better advice than sandpaper and steel wool. We only managed to get a tiny bit of the rust off and determined that getting it all off would have taken about 5000 hours of hand-sanding. Since that was not a worthwhile proposition, we left it that way for another year.
So anyway, I tried Marginalia a month ago or something, and it only took a few minutes to unearth a thread about restoring cast iron woodstoves on an old-fashioned bulletin board on "finishing.com, the home of the finishing industry". It's straight out of the internet 20 years ago. And the information was MUCH better!
That was all the info we needed! WD-40 never seemed stinky to me when I was using it on door hinges and stuff, but when you spray it over the visible rust on a wood stove it is noticeable, though not TERRIBLE; it smells kinda like you're in an auto shop, but not in the middle of the car part. Like by the entrance.
You can get visible change on small rust spots with a handheld wire brush. A few hours on two days with the drill attachment has seemed to do the majority of it. It's very hard to work in eye protection goggles and a high filtration mask though. I have to stop, lift the glasses to look, then lower them and start again every minute or so. We are not planning to repaint the spots that have been taken back to the silvery iron, according again to the advice on this bulletin board. Apparently lighting a fire after the WD-40 is already going to be stinky enough and the paint would be worse. You can get protective stove polishes of some kind apparently.
This stove is a Jøtul 3 Classic cast iron woodstove, in a traditional 19th century style. It's completely inappropriate for this 1950 modern-style house. The expected stove in the livingroom is (and no doubt was) a masonry stove, which is much better at heating an area because the ceramic conserves heat and releases it gradually. The form of masonry stoves, which are of course built on-site, was typically streamlined in the years after this house was built. Nowadays you can't build them yourself anymore and that makes them more expensive, so somebody probably replaced the original one when it failed with this cast iron stove perhaps in the 1980s, which was the last time this model was made. But crucially, although a woodstove is completely inappropriate to the house and less functional, there were and are woodstoves that are more minimal and modern in form and they could've just got one of those. But nope.
Anyway, we can't afford a masonry stove like, ever, but our ambition is to replace this woodstove with a Porin Matti, a cheaper alternative to a masonry stove that is still slightly better at retaining heat than a cast iron stove, and which also (a) was in popular use in 1950 and (b) looks similar to the style of masonry stoves typically found in our type of house. These only cost about 2500€ (not counting labor), in contrast to masonry stoves which are typically over 8000€ not counting labor (and requiring much more labor because the mason has to build it on site out of blocks and tiles). We would've been able to buy one this year probably if we hadn't had this broken sewage pipe issue, which ended up costing around 10k. (We had previously earmarked that money, an inheritance from my great-uncle who died recently, for restoring the outer front door and maybe a stove; but the last of it got used on the plumbing instead.)
A few years ago in the winter when we were using the cast iron woodstove sometimes, someone (me) uhmmmmm absent-mindedly left some candle holders sitting on top of it with candles in them and those included ones carved out of solid blocks of pink rock salt (hideous, they belonged to my MIL, who was addicted to candles. Why didn't we just get rid of them? We hated them. Natural aversion to throwing things away. We have since thrown them out). So it turns out that ummm the candles completely liquefy if you do that and then light a fire in the stove, and they like cause the salt to run and melt onto the surface of the wood stove and salt is bad for cast iron. So. Big rust spots.
And the rust spots have got worse with time, because when it first happened and we tried to get them off, we tried with normal google and duckduckgo searches and got no better advice than sandpaper and steel wool. We only managed to get a tiny bit of the rust off and determined that getting it all off would have taken about 5000 hours of hand-sanding. Since that was not a worthwhile proposition, we left it that way for another year.
So anyway, I tried Marginalia a month ago or something, and it only took a few minutes to unearth a thread about restoring cast iron woodstoves on an old-fashioned bulletin board on "finishing.com, the home of the finishing industry". It's straight out of the internet 20 years ago. And the information was MUCH better!
- WD-40 softens rust
- wire brushes, not sandpaper or sandblasting (although industrial, like, having the stove ripped out and taking it to someone who will sandblast it is the nuclear option if it's completely covered in rust everywhere)
- wire brush attachments for power drills
That was all the info we needed! WD-40 never seemed stinky to me when I was using it on door hinges and stuff, but when you spray it over the visible rust on a wood stove it is noticeable, though not TERRIBLE; it smells kinda like you're in an auto shop, but not in the middle of the car part. Like by the entrance.
You can get visible change on small rust spots with a handheld wire brush. A few hours on two days with the drill attachment has seemed to do the majority of it. It's very hard to work in eye protection goggles and a high filtration mask though. I have to stop, lift the glasses to look, then lower them and start again every minute or so. We are not planning to repaint the spots that have been taken back to the silvery iron, according again to the advice on this bulletin board. Apparently lighting a fire after the WD-40 is already going to be stinky enough and the paint would be worse. You can get protective stove polishes of some kind apparently.
This stove is a Jøtul 3 Classic cast iron woodstove, in a traditional 19th century style. It's completely inappropriate for this 1950 modern-style house. The expected stove in the livingroom is (and no doubt was) a masonry stove, which is much better at heating an area because the ceramic conserves heat and releases it gradually. The form of masonry stoves, which are of course built on-site, was typically streamlined in the years after this house was built. Nowadays you can't build them yourself anymore and that makes them more expensive, so somebody probably replaced the original one when it failed with this cast iron stove perhaps in the 1980s, which was the last time this model was made. But crucially, although a woodstove is completely inappropriate to the house and less functional, there were and are woodstoves that are more minimal and modern in form and they could've just got one of those. But nope.
Anyway, we can't afford a masonry stove like, ever, but our ambition is to replace this woodstove with a Porin Matti, a cheaper alternative to a masonry stove that is still slightly better at retaining heat than a cast iron stove, and which also (a) was in popular use in 1950 and (b) looks similar to the style of masonry stoves typically found in our type of house. These only cost about 2500€ (not counting labor), in contrast to masonry stoves which are typically over 8000€ not counting labor (and requiring much more labor because the mason has to build it on site out of blocks and tiles). We would've been able to buy one this year probably if we hadn't had this broken sewage pipe issue, which ended up costing around 10k. (We had previously earmarked that money, an inheritance from my great-uncle who died recently, for restoring the outer front door and maybe a stove; but the last of it got used on the plumbing instead.)
pensnest (
pensnest) wrote2025-11-03 09:55 am
Entry tags:
don't need another mountain
Back from Convention!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNusMa-FQo0&list=PLh34tOVCkOjNbBaM8AqvKbIECeg81TU7F&index=13
Despite a slow start—with the first of three trains on Friday being cancelled ten minutes after it was supposed to have set out—it was a good weekend. My chorus did not win any trophies, but we upped our score by 2.4 percentage points, which is *hard* to do when you're already at over 70%. We were the second most improved chorus, and also got certificates for third-most in improvements in all three judging categories. And came third in our Division.
I had about 50% participation in Convention Stuff—there is only so much barbershop I can deal with at once—and that was enough for me. Sadly, it wasn't possible to go around Harrogate's lovely shops or visit the RHS garden, but I did have a lovely mid-afternoon lunch/dinner with my gorgeous niece, who is living and working in Harrogate for this year, before she resumes her degree and goes off to Japan for next year!
Beast texted me the horrible news about the knife attack on a train yesterday, and even offered to drive up to Harrogate to bring me home, which I declined. Our train journey home was very calm and straightforward to Peterborough, but Beast was able to drive there and collect the three of us travelling together, thus sparing us the undoubtedly less calm and straightforward bus replacement service, and delivering my travelmates direct to their doorsteps. We then went on to Bun's place to feed her cats and put eyedrops into one of them, then home for a curry and a bit of vegging.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNusMa-FQo0&list=PLh34tOVCkOjNbBaM8AqvKbIECeg81TU7F&index=13
Despite a slow start—with the first of three trains on Friday being cancelled ten minutes after it was supposed to have set out—it was a good weekend. My chorus did not win any trophies, but we upped our score by 2.4 percentage points, which is *hard* to do when you're already at over 70%. We were the second most improved chorus, and also got certificates for third-most in improvements in all three judging categories. And came third in our Division.
I had about 50% participation in Convention Stuff—there is only so much barbershop I can deal with at once—and that was enough for me. Sadly, it wasn't possible to go around Harrogate's lovely shops or visit the RHS garden, but I did have a lovely mid-afternoon lunch/dinner with my gorgeous niece, who is living and working in Harrogate for this year, before she resumes her degree and goes off to Japan for next year!
Beast texted me the horrible news about the knife attack on a train yesterday, and even offered to drive up to Harrogate to bring me home, which I declined. Our train journey home was very calm and straightforward to Peterborough, but Beast was able to drive there and collect the three of us travelling together, thus sparing us the undoubtedly less calm and straightforward bus replacement service, and delivering my travelmates direct to their doorsteps. We then went on to Bun's place to feed her cats and put eyedrops into one of them, then home for a curry and a bit of vegging.
hannah (
hannah) wrote2025-11-01 09:15 pm
November the First.
I called the library beforehand to ask when they took donations for the book sale, and how much I could provide. I followed directions on time, but not so much on volume - they got what they got, which was mostly what I'd bought from them over the past couple years. Nearly all of it was DVDs, CDs, and Blurays where I kept telling myself I didn't want the object, I wanted what was stored on the object. It was lovely to get this movie or that album, and now that I had what I wanted on my computer, I didn't need the object anymore. It was nice to grab all four seasons of Black Sails and the whole series of Fringe, and I don't have the space around my apartment to keep those with what I've already got on the shelves. Especially when I haven't yet gotten around to watching the shows. Soon, in due time. But keeping the objects of the box sets around won't help.
All that, and it's nice to get a few square feet of floor space back. Enough to notice, which is enough to make me want to keep going. Do another book cull, drag those clothes to the donation bin. Say "goodbye and thank you" to the stuff that isn't giving me anything but nostalgia. And maybe see about which extant box sets on my shelves are objects I want for the particular value they have as objects. Is it "the value of the object qualia object"? I'm sure there's a term for it.
All that, and it's nice to get a few square feet of floor space back. Enough to notice, which is enough to make me want to keep going. Do another book cull, drag those clothes to the donation bin. Say "goodbye and thank you" to the stuff that isn't giving me anything but nostalgia. And maybe see about which extant box sets on my shelves are objects I want for the particular value they have as objects. Is it "the value of the object qualia object"? I'm sure there's a term for it.
Cimorene (
cimorene) wrote2025-11-01 11:36 pm
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Pastry and donut (do donuts count as pastry?) market
There is a wide distribution of flaky pastries that are very good in Finnish grocery stores, even little ones. The danishes and chocolate croissants and the pecan ones are some of my favorites. I like these more than donuts in general, so it doesn't bother me much usually, but:
The state of Finnish donuts is lamentable.
The most popular kind here is a berry jelly-filled donut rolled in granulated sugar or topped with pink icing. Ring donuts with pink or chocolate icing are not uncommon. But glazed (my 3rd favorite) and Bavarian cream (my 2nd favorite) are unknown, although the plain pastry cream is very occasionally, and I've never seen an eclair (my favorite), not even a frozen one. It's almost annoying enough to get me to try making them (but not quite).
Because I prefer the texture of flaky pastry, I usually like these more than I miss eclairs and Bavarian cream, but. Sometimes I just remember for some reason - usually something I read or watched - and get very sad.
The state of Finnish donuts is lamentable.
The most popular kind here is a berry jelly-filled donut rolled in granulated sugar or topped with pink icing. Ring donuts with pink or chocolate icing are not uncommon. But glazed (my 3rd favorite) and Bavarian cream (my 2nd favorite) are unknown, although the plain pastry cream is very occasionally, and I've never seen an eclair (my favorite), not even a frozen one. It's almost annoying enough to get me to try making them (but not quite).
Because I prefer the texture of flaky pastry, I usually like these more than I miss eclairs and Bavarian cream, but. Sometimes I just remember for some reason - usually something I read or watched - and get very sad.
wren (
infrequencies) wrote2025-11-01 01:29 am
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fanwork alphabet
Rules: How many letters of the alphabet have you used for starting a fanwork title? One fanwork per line, ‘A’ and 'The’ do not count for 'a’ and ’t’. Post your score out of 26 at the end.Saw
21/26
A - anxiety in real time
B - break you down
C - can't always have what you please
D - dear gravity
E - earth girls are easy
F - forward / reply
G - got my veins all tangled close
H - hot like a fever (make you a believer)
I - in bloom
J -
K -
L - love where you are
M - magpie
N - now i'm coming undone
O - overcompensate
P - pray on my knees to a protector
Q -
R - recessional
S - sucker
T - tandem lover
U - under your skin
V - variations under domestication
W - with eyes shut (it's you i'm thinking of)
X -
Y - you know the two of us are just young gods
Z -
This is not surprising. Unfortunately, I suffer from terminal cannot shut the fuck up disease,
And going with Hwa on titles for unrepresented letters:
J - juxtaposition
K - king for a day
Q - qualifying questions
X - xenolithic
Z - zero sum game
I do think I could use at least two of these for WIPs....
Joy (
givemeyourhonor) wrote2025-10-31 09:17 pm
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All Plans Come Unraveled-A Twisted Wonderland Fic, Chapter 16
Title: All Plans Come Unraveled, chapter 16
Characters/Pairing: Floyd/Deuce
Warnings: None really
Notes: None
Summary: Ace and Floyd talk
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53967079/chapters/136607800
Characters/Pairing: Floyd/Deuce
Warnings: None really
Notes: None
Summary: Ace and Floyd talk
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53967079/chapters/136607800
Joy (
givemeyourhonor) wrote2025-10-31 09:14 pm
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Doubt, an Ace/Deuce Drabble
Title: Doubt
Characters/Pairing: Ace/Deuce
Prompt: Doubt
Warnings: Typical Adeuce nonsense and a smooch
Notes: None
Summary: Deuce always gives into Ace despite knowing better.
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/70696601/chapters/191523236
Characters/Pairing: Ace/Deuce
Prompt: Doubt
Warnings: Typical Adeuce nonsense and a smooch
Notes: None
Summary: Deuce always gives into Ace despite knowing better.
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/70696601/chapters/191523236
hannah (
hannah) wrote2025-10-31 09:00 pm
Crave some wildness.
Tonight was my and my dad's last Friday night rooftop cider of the season. There's still going to be Friday night ciders - splitting a bottle, catching up, having a good time chatting - and with the nights coming earlier, it's going to happen in the apartment instead of the roof. I don't mind too much, not with how dark it was when we got there or how much darker it was when we went back down. It was honestly quite nice to look around and realize this was the last one. Nothing too special about it, no world-class cider or magnificent thoughts, just a good bottle and a nice time.
Let me amend that: nothing too special about what we did, something quite special about the night in a low-key mundane way, paying attention to the ordinary moments. It was a lovely sunset, fast-moving gray-on-slate tufts and spots of clouds, and by the time we went in, it was dark enough the moon was the brightest thing in the sky. So we stopped to look at it for a while. Just past half-full, the clouds were moving eastward. Almost there, almost there, the wind and the angle taking them just below the moon, enough to light up but not what we were hoping for, waiting more, waiting, a large piece comes by and not quite and maybe this next one - and in front of the moon it went, bright as a star, and we kept oohing and ahhing until it'd passed and the moon was shining by itself again.
As ways to end a season, it's a pretty good one.
Let me amend that: nothing too special about what we did, something quite special about the night in a low-key mundane way, paying attention to the ordinary moments. It was a lovely sunset, fast-moving gray-on-slate tufts and spots of clouds, and by the time we went in, it was dark enough the moon was the brightest thing in the sky. So we stopped to look at it for a while. Just past half-full, the clouds were moving eastward. Almost there, almost there, the wind and the angle taking them just below the moon, enough to light up but not what we were hoping for, waiting more, waiting, a large piece comes by and not quite and maybe this next one - and in front of the moon it went, bright as a star, and we kept oohing and ahhing until it'd passed and the moon was shining by itself again.
As ways to end a season, it's a pretty good one.
Cimorene (
cimorene) wrote2025-10-31 03:37 pm
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Airing
The importance of fresh air to health, and the importance of airing things, comes up repeatedly as I read 1920s magazines. This is left over from the late Victorian medical advice, because many diseases were treated with or (thought to be) prevented by fresh air which have since been eliminated, most notably TB. (In 1910s women's magazines the language is very much reminiscent of the miasma theory of disease, even though of course germ theory was established by then.) More so in 1910s, but into the early 1920s, I see notions like:
Of course, this idea of airing bedding is also part of performative housekeeping perfection/cleanliness and cultural standards of class and gender etc, not just health.
My life is distinctly complicated by airing, because wool garments prefer to be aired, shaken, and brushed and only washed if there's no other choice. But the season when we use wool garments is also the season when it is rarely dry outside. Airing wool garments outside would mean setting up a laundry rack outdoors and clipping things to it (because it's also almost always windy through the cold months), and sometimes multiple weeks might pass before a day where I was certain they wouldn't get rained on.
waxjism points out that this is probably not a problem for people without ADHD, because the things probably only really need to be outdoors for a couple of hours, and they would perhaps notice when it started raining and be able to run out and get their laundry. Whereas in our household, putting laundry outside carries a 50% risk that everyone will forget it exists out there until the next time one of us walks outside for another reason. I guess I could use an alarm - maybe even on a day with a chance of rain if it wasn't raining yet? But so much of the autumn and winter the air just looks sodden when you look out the window, even if it isn't raining or snowing.
In constrast to our sad state, apartments almost always have covered balconies, which are ideal for the purpose of airing. I really miss that. (Our balcony is under construction right now, but it doesn't have a roof over it, anyway.) I suppose if you had to dry all your laundry outdoors (and the whole week's on one day), it would be harder to forget it was there and easier to just put the wool up at the same time. That must've been hard for the women of the period in Finland in this season though. There isn't a suitable day every week. They must've been drying things on the stoves and radiators instead.
- it's unhealthy for any human being to ever sleep in a room with closed windows
- lower incidence of disease in babies in tropical climates is probably due to spending almost all their time outdoors (I still wonder if this notion of low infant illness in the tropics wasn't mistaken? But it might be due to HIGH infant mortality in the US, where breastfeeding was being discouraged and babies were typically fed unpasteurized and frequently spoiled or contaminated cow's milk)
- every bed in the house should be made every day and every time the housekeeper makes it, she should first air the bedding, room, and mattress, by opening the windows in the room all the way regardless of temperature, stripping the mattress to leave it bare for some hours, and airing the bedding outdoors and/or beating it before remaking the bed (I've also seen articles which only want the bedding to be aired or beaten once or twice a week)
Of course, this idea of airing bedding is also part of performative housekeeping perfection/cleanliness and cultural standards of class and gender etc, not just health.
My life is distinctly complicated by airing, because wool garments prefer to be aired, shaken, and brushed and only washed if there's no other choice. But the season when we use wool garments is also the season when it is rarely dry outside. Airing wool garments outside would mean setting up a laundry rack outdoors and clipping things to it (because it's also almost always windy through the cold months), and sometimes multiple weeks might pass before a day where I was certain they wouldn't get rained on.
In constrast to our sad state, apartments almost always have covered balconies, which are ideal for the purpose of airing. I really miss that. (Our balcony is under construction right now, but it doesn't have a roof over it, anyway.) I suppose if you had to dry all your laundry outdoors (and the whole week's on one day), it would be harder to forget it was there and easier to just put the wool up at the same time. That must've been hard for the women of the period in Finland in this season though. There isn't a suitable day every week. They must've been drying things on the stoves and radiators instead.
Cimorene (
cimorene) wrote2025-10-31 11:58 am
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Curtain rod update
We hung the curtain rod!
The curtains are floor to ceiling length and the old rod was hung just under the crown, but that's not accurate for the house's period - midcentury curtains in Finland were hung above the window, often with a solid wooden valance. So I suggested we should put the new rod there.
I don't have a sewing machine right now, though (it's time to check back with the repairman if he has time to look at it though - he said to try him again in November). I already hemmed these curtains up to about six inches above the floor just a couple years ago (after several years dragging on the floor collecting dust), and now they're even more ridiculous. There's so much pooled on the floor that they look like they've dragged the rod down from the ceiling with their weight.
ETA: The act of typing up this post made me decide it was too ridiculous to stay like that, so I removed the curtains and folded them up until the sewing machine is fixed. The substitute curtains are a pair of dark brown cotton paisley duvet covers - they don't block the light as well but I don't mind too much. They are about the perfect length and they weigh much less. I'm afraid once we have hemmed the curtains we may have to adjust the brackets in order to mount the third one just to handle the weight, because the regular curtains are velvet (the cotton velvet "Sanela" line from Ikea, about ten years old, with big metal grommet holes in the top instead of a pocket like the newer Sanela curtains. I am also going to cut those off and hem the top because they look too modern).
The curtains are floor to ceiling length and the old rod was hung just under the crown, but that's not accurate for the house's period - midcentury curtains in Finland were hung above the window, often with a solid wooden valance. So I suggested we should put the new rod there.
I don't have a sewing machine right now, though (it's time to check back with the repairman if he has time to look at it though - he said to try him again in November). I already hemmed these curtains up to about six inches above the floor just a couple years ago (after several years dragging on the floor collecting dust), and now they're even more ridiculous. There's so much pooled on the floor that they look like they've dragged the rod down from the ceiling with their weight.
ETA: The act of typing up this post made me decide it was too ridiculous to stay like that, so I removed the curtains and folded them up until the sewing machine is fixed. The substitute curtains are a pair of dark brown cotton paisley duvet covers - they don't block the light as well but I don't mind too much. They are about the perfect length and they weigh much less. I'm afraid once we have hemmed the curtains we may have to adjust the brackets in order to mount the third one just to handle the weight, because the regular curtains are velvet (the cotton velvet "Sanela" line from Ikea, about ten years old, with big metal grommet holes in the top instead of a pocket like the newer Sanela curtains. I am also going to cut those off and hem the top because they look too modern).