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So, 2017 is not getting off to a great start healthwise. I have another abscessed tooth. I have bad teeth. Even the dentist is like 'it's just genetics, you're doing the best you can'. I, of course, I had to start to feel the pain on a Thursday night (not last week, but the week before), when my dentist is always closed on Fridays. By Sunday, I was in so much pain my mom took me to Urgent Care, where one of her old doctor friends gave me antibiotics and a 'migraine cocktail' that took all the pain away, which was nice. Then on Monday, I saw the dentist, who, despite the fact there was a lump the size of a toonie on my palate, couldn't find anything wrong with my teeth except for a couple of caries. He added three more days to my antibiotics and made me an appointment for this coming Monday to have the cavities fixed and see how the rest was doing. I ran out of antibiotics yesterday morning and by this morning the lump was back, so I popped into the dentist on the way to see my GP about ANOTHER health issue (PCOS for the suck!). The dentist (the other one who works there) couldn't get an x-ray with my mouth the way it was, so he took a guess that my back molar was infected and opened it up and yes, it was. He drained it and the fistula and I have a temporary filling until Monday when the other dentist will finish the root canal.

Then, I went out to walk Ascii when I got home, and this random man came up to me in his car and leaned out the window to say 'hello' and I was like 'ooh, this could be bad'. But he just wanted to know if I wanted a rose. A girl was sitting in the passenger seat and they were driving around giving out roses to people on the street.

I really needed a rose today. Thank you, random stranger who, from the card on the rose, seems to be from some sort of real estate agency. You cheered me up immensely.
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I was playing around with putting my Ancestry family tree info into FamilySearch (which is a free website, the one I was doing transcription work for in the summer), for fun, still trying to solve a few family mysteries. And I still haven't solved those mysteries, but I did discover new information about one branch of my family. Namely that we have at least two filles du roi in that branch!

Filles du roi ('The King's Daughters') are my favourite part of Canadian history. They were a group of women who came over to marry colonists in Canada, recruited by the French government due to a dearth of women to make babies and build the colony up with. Apparently, the men who settled in New France at the time were getting too friendly with the natives, which was not an 'acceptable' way to procreate. So, the government in France offered women a trousseau if they would go to New France and marry a colonist and be good daughters of France. Why would they want to do that? You know, go to the ungodly, far away lands full of scary things and people? Well, first of all, they gave you shit. You had a trunk full of so many petticoats and dresses and, I don't know, probably dinner plates and silverware. Which is more than poor women could bring to a marriage at home. And also, you can total freedom about who you could marry and the men were so desperate for wives that they were literally proposing to women before they got off the boats when they arrived. And you didn't have to accept a proposal. As long as you eventually married, you could decide which guy you wanted. Which was a HUGE thing, then, too. So, these badass women were like 'fuck France and my lot in life, I'm going to Canada to be sought after and have nice clothing'. And the circumstances were harsh there, so they had to be pretty hardy to survive. It was like, 'yay, I'm married! Oh, you're going to leave me alone in a cabin for the whole freezing winter while you go off and hunt fur? Where I'll be literally snowed in and won't be able to go outside until the thaw? And may have a baby with me? Groovy.'

I really like that period of history.

Also, in more modern news, I made Ascii a winter coat and she looks adorable in it:

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awanderingbard: (Dresden: wizard wizarding)
Very short fic round up from the second half of the year. Happy New Year everyone!

January-July round-up is here.

A Bad Week for Doorbells (Dresden Files, mini-Dresdens verse) [PG, 6,304 words]
The Best Alarm Clock in the Galaxy (Star Wars, [ profile] consci_fan_mo) [PG, 1,988 words]
Browned Butter (Once Upon a Time, [ profile] consci_fan_mo) [G, 1,956 words]
The Best Parts of Existing (Original, [ profile] consci_fan_mo) [PG, 1,992 words]

Total Word Count: 12,339 [76,134 for the year]
# of Stories: 4 (15 for the year]
Average Word Count: 3,084.75 [5,075.6 for the year]
Fandoms: Agent Carter, Dresden Files, Star Wars, Once Upon a Time, Original

Memeage! )

As always, thanks to everyone who wandered by to read and/or comment this year. I love having you all around and chatting to you. It's been almost ten years of this journal (I think in March? Or May?) and you all have really brought wonderful things to my life over the years.


Dec. 20th, 2016 04:10 pm
awanderingbard: (CP: Arthur is happy - a lot)
Pinwheels are a French-Canadian dessert, which we make every Christmas along with tourtiere (a meat pie). Most people around my neck of the woods (Ontario) haven't heard of pinwheels and are suspicious of them, like dude, it's literally just pie crust and sugar, what are you so freaked out about?

The 'official' name of pinwheels is 'Pets des Soeurs', which translates as 'Nun's Farts'. In my family, we've always called them pinwheels, or Soupirs des Soeurs (Nun's Sighs, which are actually a different pastry, I think). The gourmet supermarket here calls them Nun's Pastries. Take your pick, they are all delicious.

The way pinwheels are made is very free form, because they were originally created to use up extra pie dough, I think, so exact measurements are not a part of the process, you just use what you have. Here is the Bard Family Recipe/Guideline:

Things You Will Need:
1 pie crust (shortcrust, store bought is fine but make sure it's thawed a little if it's been frozen)
Some brown sugar (coconut sugar also works, Splenda brown sugar mix works, and we've used cinnamon sugar too, you just need something that will caramelize, so plain Splenda will not work)
Some butter
An oven
A pie plate (tin one from the frozen pie crusts is fine, glass ones are fine too, whatever you got)

Things You Do To Make Delicious Pinwheels:
1. Heat your oven to 375°F/190°C, or to whatever temperature you're using to bake whatever else you're making, do what you feel in your heart.
2. Either roll out your homemade pie dough in a flat circle or remove your frozen pie crust and make it a flat circle. If there are cracks, no sweat, you can pinch them closed later on, but if your frozen pie crust is super cracky, let it thaw a bit longer.
3. Butter your pie crust like you would butter bread. You want to have a pretty even, but not too thick layer. Let your heart guide you once more. Avoid the edges of the crust and mostly work in the centre.
4. Take your sugar or sugar-like substance and sprinkle it over the butter layer, smoothing it out to an even thickness.
5. Starting at one edge of the crust, roll it up like a cinnamon roll, so you have a spiral of filling inside a log.
6. Cut off the end pieces so the edges are even. Sample end pieces if so desired and it is not a health risk to do so.
7. Slice the log into slices of your desired thickness. Like, I don't know, half an inch? Your heart will know. They should look like little cinnamon rolls, and you can use your fingers to round them out if they are squashed on the bottom.
8. Arrange slices in pie tin/plate. They don't spread too much, so you can pack them in pretty close together.
9. Cook for ten minutes, or maybe five minutes if you're using a higher temperature. Check on them. Do they look golden and has the sugar melted and is bubbling? If yes, remove from oven. If no, cook until they do.
10. Let cool.
11. Eat the wonky ones as samples and serve the pretty ones to guests.

Here is a picture of some made with homemade crust (due to allergies, I couldn't have store bought for a while, but Tenderflake took their soy out, so yay for easier pinwheels this year!) Half-eaten tourtiere on the right. Click and it gets bigger.

Happy Holidays!
awanderingbard: (Dresden: Harry magicking)
Title: The Best Parts of Existing
Rating: PG
Warnings: some swearing
Word Count: 1,992
Summary: History, knitting, and life lessons from a modern-day vampire.
Disclaimer: Work is all from my own imagination. Any resemblance to other characters or situations is coincidental.
Notes: Original work, written for [ profile] consci_fan_mo. Because of the word limit, I couldn't clarify any of the historical references made, but most don't affect the story. The only term you might need is 'courer de bois'('woods runner'), who were fur traders in the late 1600s in Canada.

He's not stuck in the past, it's more that the past has stuck to him. )
awanderingbard: (SW: Poe)
This was probably inevitable: Star Wars daemons. I’ve only done The Force Awakens-appearing characters (for now), and only humans, as I haven’t quite decided if all species have daemons or it’s just a human thing. Also, I’ve obviously used Earth animals, even though they probably don’t exist in the Star Wars galaxy, because otherwise...I wouldn’t have any animals to give anyone.


Daemons )
awanderingbard: (Misc: Ella on swing (Slipper and the Ros)
Title: Browned Butter
Characters: Emma Swan, Killian Jones, Snow White, Henry Mills, Prince Charming, Regina Mills
Pairing: Emma/Hook
Rating: G
Warnings/Triggers: none
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I just like to take them out to play.
Word Count: 1,956
Summary: It's Storybrooke's first Thanksgiving, and Emma is finding trying to be a domestic goddess more difficult than she anticipated.
Author's notes: Written for [ profile] consci_fan_mo.

There had to be a spell to brown butter, right? )
awanderingbard: (Buzzcocks: Welsh accents are hard)
Title: The Best Alarm Clock in the Galaxy
Characters: Poe Dameron, BB-8, General Leia, C-3PO
Pairing: none
Rating: PG
Warnings/Triggers: illness and a brief swear word
Spoilers: Some of Poe's backstory
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I just like to take them out to play.
Word Count: 1988
Summary: When his master falls ill, BB-8 proves himself to be an excellent alarm clock in more than one sense of the term.
Author's notes: It's [ profile] consci_fan_mo time again, and even though it looks like I might be the only person participating, I wanted to try a few short fics to get my word fairy going again. She's very run down.

I blame this story on too much playing of Lego Star Wars lately...

My knowledge of the EU aspects of the new trilogy is limited, and went mostly by the Wookiepedia entries on Poe and BB-8 to get some extra details about them.

awanderingbard: (BB: just a yo)
For the first time, I have remembered Americans celebrate Thanskgiving on the Thursday and can wish y'all a happy one. I know things have been and are stressful for you down there lately, so I hope you at least get the chance to have some relaxation and good times.

I'm very thankful to have you all around as I head into my tenth year of this journal. Thanks for sticking with me!
awanderingbard: (Dresden: wizard wizarding)
Title: A Bad Week For Doorbells
Characters: Harry, Murphy, Bob, Fay, Mal, Mouse, Kade
Pairings: Harry/Murphy, Fay/Kade
Rating: PG
Warnings: very mild references to potential magical dubious consent
Word count: 6,304
Summary: It's been a bad week for late-night doorbells at the Dresden household, and Fay and her boyfriend are the latest perpetrators.
Author's notes: So, this is random, huh? I was reading through old fic in my journal and got nostalgic for my mini!Dresdens, and my brain, of all things, decided this was what we were going to write now. I, unfortunately, lost all my mini!Dresden 'verse snippets and fics and world building in the Great Flash Drive Crash, so I've elected to just carry on from where I left off, which was here, after a large time leap to the minis being much older. I have done a bit of reworking on Kade's character, so the references to him might be contradictory there, but it shouldn't matter much.

If you need a refresher or are unfamiliar with this verse, here is the Launch Page, which has all the stories.

Voice are a bit rusty, so bear with.

Did you stun him? )


Sep. 25th, 2016 10:43 am
awanderingbard: (MSC: Marianne and the Colonel (Austen))
Hello, flisters! I was just looking at my journal and realized I hadn't posted anything since July 14th, which is kind of mental, so I thought I should at least post and let everyone know I'm still alive. I've been battling migraines and kidney stones, and some PCOS hormonal things that may or may not be related to the formers, and I've just been kind of chilling and resting. Health issues aside, we're all a lot less stressed here than we were before Mom's surgery, due to her being in so much pain before and it being hard to watch and having to throw in more to cover for the things she couldn't do, and it's been so lovely to see her up and doing so much better, and we're all kind of exhausted in a good way. Exhausted from being so relaxed because we're not stressed, if that makes sense.

Mom is doing great now. She had a hard go recovering from the blood loss, and had some dizzy spells, but she's much better now and she and I have started doing yoga to help her recover and we're really enjoying it. I've also taken up crocheting, which I am now addicted to and cannot stop crocheting. Like, seriously, I spend multiple hours a day just browsing through Ravelry and playing around with our extensive stash of yarn to see what I can make, while also binge-watching Netflix.

Example of my early work:

I've recently finally mastered going back and forth in a row instead of in a circle, which is an accomplishment. Probably helped by the fact that I have a new type of glasses to correct my lazy eye, and now I feel like I'm seeing the world in HD.

Anyhoodle, I hope everyone is doing well, and I hope to be back to posting stories at some point. Love you all!
awanderingbard: (DW: Ten - 'brainy specs activate')
Due to fic research (I was trying to look up and find what info a WWII registration card had on it, and stumbled into a black hole), I ended up registering at Family Search, a free genealogy website run by the Latter Day Saints Church. Which means, I was invited to take part in their 72 in 72 Indexing project, which is a project to get 72 thousand people to index old document records for 72 hours (July 15-17, so starting tomorrow). Which sounded sort of fun, so I checked it out, and it turns out you can actually start indexing it at any point, and I'm having a lot of fun working on it. The 72 in 72 website is here, if you'd like to join in. You download a piece of software, and then you can start indexing. It's pretty straightforward and easy: you choose the batch you'd like to work on, download, fill in the blanks for the images there, and return it. Then someone arbitrates it and corrects any errors they find. It's free, in that you don't get anything but your own satisfaction for doing it, but if you're a history nerd like me, it's definitely fun to look at the old records and see what was happening.

You have tons of projects to choose from, and they're rated Beginner, Intermediate, and Advanced, so you can decide which level you're at. You have no pressure to do a certain amount, and you have a week to do each batch you download, and if you decide you can't/don't want to work on it, you just send it back for someone else to index instead, and there's no penalty. The documents range from census and birth records to more interesting stuff like newspaper birth and obits, and even things like bounty documents. Here is some stuff I have learned so far:

- Almost everyone in 1880s France was was either Jean, Jeanne, Claude or Claudine. And if you weren't one of those, you were Pierre, Marie, Joseph or Josephine, with the occasional Philiberte and François thrown in.
- On South African death records, at least in the 1930s, there was a category for 'deceased's occupation or, if a woman, her husband's occupation', like, if you were a woman, either you can't possibly have a job or if you do, we don't care about it.
- British birth announcements are the most British things you have ever read, at least in the 1930s. It reads something like '17th ult., Mrs George Crabtree, 123 Address street, of a son'. That's the whole thing. Sometimes you get the name of the baby, sometimes the mother isn't even listed as a person and it's 'the wife of so and so'.
- Also, when someone dies, they listed the time and route of the funeral cortege for them, so presumably you can stand along the route. Which is a foreign concept to me, so that's cool information to learn.
- People in Belgium in the early 1900s had at least three given names, if not more, and sometimes up to five or six. And usually one of them was Ghislain/Ghislaine.
- On handwritten documents, where you decide to dot the I is totally up to artistic pleasure, so you can just, apparently, dot it for letters down and make the person transcribing have to hunt down the loop it belongs to.

Anyhoodle, I just thought I'd ramble about this in case it appealed to anyone else out there. I enjoy data entry, history, and names, so this is a perfect storm of a hobby for me.


Jul. 9th, 2016 11:16 am
awanderingbard: (CP: Brillant!)
Back home from the cottage now! We had an amazing week. It was honestly so lovely and relaxing, and the weather was nice, and we had a nice visit with family, and it was super chill and great. I got some writing done, but not what I was intending to write, of course, and I think it needs a good reworking before it sees the light of day. Anyway, I shall be having a bath in my own little bathtub and a rest in my own little bed, shortly, but if you'd like to see what a very happy Scottish terrier looks like:

Ascii going to the cottage:

Ascii finding a nice place for a nap:


Ascii helping Mum do laundry:


Hope everyone else is doing well!
awanderingbard: (DH: Coming Along)
Hello, all! Happy Canada Day!

I thought I'd do a quick update while I was here, since I haven't been very active this month. My mom is doing great. She's just using a cane now, and she's in so much less pain, it's wonderful to see. It actually made me a little teary to see her walking so easily again. She's having some trouble with low iron/haemoglobin because she bled a lot during her surgery, but that's the only problem that she's dealing with right now, and it's getting better.

We're all pretty exhausted around here, though, but we're off to the cottage tomorrow for a week, which is perfect timing. I've basically been alternating between napping, writing this epic Agent Carter opus that's eating my brain, and binge-watching White Collar and Covert Affairs on Canadian Netflix (neither of which I had seen before, but OMG, I love them both, they are just the right level of what my tired brain can handle in a plot at the moment).

Here's the first half of this year's fic round-up. Hopefully, I will have more stories to post in the next six-month. At the very least, this epic fic should be done. At some point.

Fics! )
awanderingbard: (MCU: Howard and Jarvis sciencing)
Title: Identity Crisis (Pt 5)
Characters: Edwin Jarvis, Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, Daniel Sousa, Ana Jarvis, some OCs, daemons
Rating: PG
Warnings/Triggers: swearing, body swapping, later very brief references to the Holocaust
Spoilers: None, really
Pairings: Ana/Jarvis, Peggy/Sousa
Word Count 4,504 (this part)
Summary: A forgotten artifact of seemingly Norse origin causes some unexpected side effects when Howard gets it working again. Namely, him and his butler swapping bodies. Which is rather inconvenient, considering Howard's supposed to be negotiating with the ambassador of Symkaria tomorrow.
Author's notes: Last chapter! Thanks for reading!

Howard mentions Dr. Erskine's daemon, Ruya in this chapter. She was a brown rat. I don't think I've ever mentioned my choice for him anywhere before.

For reference: Haddie (A Welsh Springer Spaniel), Dejeni (a raccoon), Takeo (a spotted hyena), Hesper (a Chinese Oak Silkmoth)


Okay, which one of you two is going to kiss me? )


Jun. 1st, 2016 04:50 pm
awanderingbard: (Merlin: Thumbs up!)
Hey folks! My mom had her surgery, and is in the recovery room now. I just got back from seeing her, and she's doing well. She had a bit of a turn in the OR, where her blood pressure tanked; they think she had an allergic reaction to one of the drugs, but they're not sure what. In any case, she's going to be overnight in the recovery room for monitoring, but she's fine and the concern has passed, and the surgeon is very happy with the prosthetic and the surgery itself went super well. She had a spinal and said she slept all the way through, and she's not in any pain, and she was very coherent when I saw her. Her biggest concern is about Ascii, of course. She's afraid she'll be upset that she's not home.

Thanks for all the good will! And for the birthday messages! I'm not celebrating until we go to the cottage in July, just because of everything that's going on at the moment, but I appreciate the happy wishes!
awanderingbard: (CP: Captain Martin)
Hello, flisters! Just a quick head's up: my mom is having hip replacement surgery tomorrow. Which is, obviously, a big deal, in that surgery is a big deal, but at the same time, my mom worked in the hospital's PACU for 33 years, and was able to handpick her surgeon and anesthetist, and her best friend is going to getting her ready to go to the OR, so as far as we can have control over things, it's good. And also she really needs a new hip. So, it's more 'yay, new hip for Mom!' than 'OMG, surgery!'. Though, of course, there is some 'OMG, surgery!' involved.

Anyway, due to this, the last chapter of "Identity Crisis" might be delayed, and I might be not as prevalent on here while Mom recovers, as I will be assisatory in that in that. But I might be here just the same as I always am. My mother is not the type of girl to let something like a hip replacement affect her, and will probably be shooing me away and telling me she's fine.

That's the news! Hope everyone else is having a great week.

Also, I must be posting too much fic; I just tried to tag this entry as 'rating: G'. This post is appropriate for all audiences, just in case you were worried about that.
awanderingbard: (MCU: Howard and Jarvis)
Title: Identity Crisis (Pt 4)
Characters: Edwin Jarvis, Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, Daniel Sousa, Ana Jarvis, some OCs, daemons
Rating: PG
Warnings/Triggers: swearing, body swapping, later very brief references to the Holocaust
Spoilers: None, really
Pairings: Ana/Jarvis, Peggy/Sousa
Word Count 5,620(this part)
Summary: A forgotten artifact of seemingly Norse origin causes some unexpected side effects when Howard gets it working again. Namely, him and his butler swapping bodies. Which is rather inconvenient, considering Howard's supposed to be negotiating with the ambassador of Symkaria tomorrow.
Author's notes: This chapter's long, but all the parts sort of fit together, and it didn't seem to flow if I split them up.

For reference: Haddie (A Welsh Springer Spaniel), Dejeni (a raccoon), Takeo (a spotted hyena), Hesper (a Chinese Oak Silkmoth)


Are you laughing at my heartfelt pep talk? )
awanderingbard: (MCU: Peggy)
Title: Identity Crisis (Pt 3)
Characters: Edwin Jarvis, Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, Daniel Sousa, Ana Jarvis, some OCs, daemons
Rating: PG
Warnings/Triggers: swearing, body swapping, later very brief references to the Holocaust
Spoilers: None, really
Pairings: Ana/Jarvis, Peggy/Sousa
Word Count 3,990 (this part)
Summary: A forgotten artifact of seemingly Norse origin causes some unexpected side effects when Howard gets it working again. Namely, him and his butler swapping bodies. Which is rather inconvenient, considering Howard's supposed to be negotiating with the ambassador of Symkaria tomorrow.
Author's notes: Unrelated to the story, but I've changed the font to be more comfortable to read on on my journal. Also the smart quotes in the old font were ugly, and I couldn't take them any more.

For reference: Haddie (A Welsh Springer Spaniel), Dejeni (a raccoon), Takeo (a spotted hyena), Hesper (a Chinese Oak Silkmoth)


Are they staying in character while screaming at each other? )


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