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About Cynthia

I am a textile artist, embroiderer, wood burner, costumer, painter, and weaver who sees magic and change in the chain stitch and a well done Palestrina knot. I wish I had more control over the ways of the human world but alas, all I can control are my actions and my attitude in life and the consistency of my stitches. And sometimes even that doesn’t pan out as hoped and I must rip rip rip.

The reply

I come home to this request from the very man I am defending:

Thank you for your efforts and kind words here – I really appreciate that. May I request that you check with HR before sending any material to Shithead? I don’t know what consequences that may have this point and sure don’t want to cause any trouble for you or complicate matters with Shithead…. If they said it is ok, then do as they recommend, but please check first. Im cc’ing HR on this note.

My response, which included all cc’d including HR (who until M’s reply did not have my statement)

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Awww Ma-un

Again, say it with feeling.  The HR person called me back.  I can’t believe it.  Her call has nothing to do with me or TVI.  I had to pull it out of her because the interview won’t happen until Monday at 1pm.  It appears there is another HR issue from my old department. Which I knew about but never dreamed it had anything to do with me. Which it doesn’t.  Boy oh boy, do not bring me in to your bs without even discussing it with me.

I should say that while I felt TVI was incompetent and brainless beyond belief, I have the utmost respect for my other colleages. Save one.  And that one?  Is filing a suit against our department, which if he were to win might destroy it completely.  Unforgivable.  And he gave my name as a witness to the abuse he suffered from his boss.  Which I did not witness, quite the opposite.  Wanna read my letter to him and HR?  Talk about burning bridges.  I think I was channeling Jane Austin.  *laugh*  Will it ever end?

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Ooooooh Girrrrl

Say it out loud with as much ethnic girlness as you can muster.

I got an interesting phone call while I was out walking Greenlake.  I’m not up to the three miles all the way around yet (how pathetic is that??) but it’s a beautiful place.  This morning there was a lovely mist so the morning was cool with the promise of sun later.  Perfect for walking and with that hint of autumn crispness we get in the August mornings here in the Pacific Northwest. Red wing blackbird babies, squirrels, the first acorns on the ground, the lily pad flowers in their full glory.  Gorgeous.

But you don’t really care about that now do you.  Cuz I know you just waiting for the gossip huh? What WAS that interesting phone call?

There was a voicemail from a woman in the university’s HR office. She wants to interview me about a serious issue taking place in the department I just left.  We all know what that is about don’t we.  I called God’s Rottweiler to ask if there was anything he wanted me to focus on.  He said that any of it would suffice, that it has been hell around there. 

My friends, you know that The Village Idiot is getting fired.  It might not be resolved by the end of next week per GR but the end is imminent. Soon.  With him gone and my assistant gone you know what they’ll be needing?  A webmaster.

Lammas

I kind of considered my visit with my HPs yesterday as my Lammas celebration.  I told her I hadn’t been a very active witch.  She asked if I was doing my daily devotions.  I said yes, sometimes more than once daily.  That is all you need do she said.  Ahhhhhhhhh.

Tonight is my favorite pasta dish ever with crusty garlic cheese bread, cantaloupe, and a green salad. As a private Lammas.  I will of course invite the deities that work with me daily to join in the fun.  Sunflower seeds for the squirrels.

Fettucine Shannon

  • 1 lb shrimp
  • 3/4 cup grated romano cheese
  • 3 tbsp butter
  • 1 tsp each oregano, sweet basil, salt, pepper
  • 1/3 tsp red pepper flakes
  • 3 tbsp extra virgin olive oil
  • 3-4 cloves garlic, slices
  • 1 tbsp fennel seed
  • 1 pkg fettucine

1. Place cheese in large bowl; combine spices and pepper in small bowl; measure butter; prepare garlic; devein and peel shrimp

2. Cook garlic and fennel in oil, making sure not to burn as that will ruin the entire dish.  If the garlic burns or gets too dark it will turn bitter. Throw away and start again in a clean pan.

3. Cook pasta, when done, put in bowl on top of cheese, butter, and spices

4. Place shrimp on top of pasta and pour fennel garlic mixture over the shrimp and toss.

Serve.

ENJOY!

Simply simple

Saturday morning when I woke up I realized that Narcissus was at Faerieworlds.  Which meant I could go to Jeshua and he wouldn’t be there.  I could see my friends without having to see him.  What was really weird was that by the time I got there, I was a wreck.  I was not prepared for the emotions that overwhelmed me.  I was instantly in tears when the first person asked me how I was.  And I cried through the first 10 minutes of Jeshua’s teaching.  That portion of the talk was about change and comfort and knowing when to and not to turn the other check.  When there is clear abuse you are expected to speak out, not turn that cheek. Especially if it is directed towards someone else and you are bystander.  When it is directed at you it is good if you can turn the other cheek as you know it is not about you but again, if abuse is involved, you should stand up for yourself.  Tears, lots of tears. 

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