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Thanksgiving Stories

Happy U.S. Thanksgiving!

So I won’t be having the big turkey dinner today for two reasons:

1) I already celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving last month, and

2) I’m not actually that big of a fan of most of the foods that are traditionally served for this meal. They’re ok. I’ll eat them with gratitude if someone else wants to make them. Filling my sink with dirty dishes to make them though? No, thanks.

What I will do instead is share a few fun holiday stories. I’m 90% sure that both these events happened during Thanksgiving. (It was either then or at Christmas. For the sake of good storytelling, I’m going to assume it was the former. 🙂 )

Story #1

Many years ago my parents had three small children, lived thousands of miles away from extended family, and were planning a holiday dinner that wouldn’t require them to spend any more money at the grocery store. Simply put, there wasn’t anything budgeted for special food that year. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

We were surprised to see our neighbour standing there because she was normally so reticent to leave her house. (She thought the government was spying on her and had come up with a long list of rules to keep herself safe.). She gave us a bird and a few prepackaged side dishes. She rarely made pleasant – or any – small talk with anyone in the neighbourhood. And yet somehow she sensed a need and filled it.

Is this what he saw?

It was a delicious meal. Even more than two decades later I’m touched by her generosity. We wouldn’t have starved, but we sure would have eaten a lot of oatmeal until the next payday!

Story #2

Not quite so many years ago my family was once again living in Ohio. The drive to my grandparents’ house was only about half an hour, which meant that we finally got to see them for the holidays again every year! Most of that drive happened on back country roads surrounded by forests. This is important for reasons you’ll soon learn.

My brothers and I were the closest things to city kids that existed in northwest Ohio. We lived in one of the bigger small towns there and spent most of our free time doing things that weren’t at all related to hunting, fishing, or farming. All three of us preferred things that had motors, screens, and/or buttons.

So it wasn’t that much of a surprise when one of my siblings pointed at the woods suddenly exclaimed, “I see a wild thing!”

(I’ll leave it up to the sibling in question to reveal himself…if he chooses to do so. 😉 )

Mom and dad caught a glimpse of the wild thing before it drifted back into the woods. I think it might have been a wild turkey, but I’m not 100% sure that’s what our wildlife-experienced parents actually said.

Either way, it was a funny experience.

What are your favourite Thanksgiving stories?

 

 

 

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Life Expectancy Calculator

I have no idea how accurate this calculator is, but I found it pretty interesting.

My results:

Life Expectancy: 93.50 years
Lower Quartile: 87.00 years (75% chance you will live longer than this)
Median Lifetime: 95.41 years (50% chance you will live longer than this)
Upper Quartile: 102.70 years (25% chance you will live longer than this)

Two of my biological grandparents are still alive (and fairly healthy), and I’ve had several relatives live well into their 90s. I’ve always thought it would be cool to live to see my 100th birthday if I could make it to that milestone with my mind and body  intact.

What were your results?

 

 

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Deconversion Twinges

Der_SpiegelIt’s been well over a year since I blogged about what it’s like to deconvert from Christianity. (New readers, click on the Deconversion tag on the righthand side of this page for the whole story. It’s a long one).

At first it was sort of like phantom limb syndrome. A part of me was gone. Sort of. I wanted to go back to the way things were, but at the same time I couldn’t fit into those boxes anymore.

It took years to settle into my new reality. Blogging helped. Reading how other people adjusted to their deconversions was soothing as well until it wasn’t anymore. After a while there’s not much else to say about the transition between Christian and Atheist/Agnostic/Apatheist (or however else they identify).

You can’t form a new habit overnight. It takes time to not only get used to this new thing but to begin to forget what life was like before such massive changes took place.

My blog has been getting a lot more hits for phrases like deconversion and depression than it did in the past.

Stuff like this makes me wish I knew who created the search terms I see in my analytics. I’d love to take all of the lonely apostates out for hot chocolate. There’s a big difference between reading a screen and sitting next to a living, breathing person who is a little further up the trail. I wish I’d had that kind of mentorship when my doubts first spilled over.

It’s peaceful here. Yes, there were twinges for a while, but they’ve steadily become more and more rare as I’ve made new friends who have no connection to the life I knew 10+ years ago. Things have changed so much that it really isn’t relevant anymore.

There might come a time when I don’t identify as anything at all. To be honest, this isn’t something I spend a lot of time thinking about until or unless someone else triggers that part of my brain. It’s just is what it is.

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Suggestion Saturday: November 22, 2014

Here is this week’s list of blog posts and other tidbits from my favourite corners of the web.

Top 10 Topics My Sons Are Bickering About via GinaValley. I once had an argument with one of my brothers about the pronunciation of the word salmon. (I’ll leave it up to the sibling in question to reveal his identity if he chooses to do so).

The Case for Being a Terrible Person via UncredibleHallq. I’m not familiar with the groups discussed in this post, but I really like the author’s approach to personal development.

Blood Pepper and Brave Meat. This is one of the most interesting short stories I’ve read recently.

It Belongs in a Museum: Artist Adds Sci-Fi Characters to Thrift Store Paintings. These paintings were incredibly well done. Normally I’m not at all fan of rustic, rural scenery in art, but I’d buy a few of these remixes in a heartbeat if I had the funds for it. They really ignite my imagination!

The Case Against Positive Thinking via JeffreyGuterman. Good stuff.

From On Kindness:

When I think of my mother’s life up to this point, what I find most revealing is how much of the abuse hurled at her throughout the years came about solely because she showed care and love to the wrong kinds of people.

Texts from Jane Eyre: And Other Conversations with Your Favorite Literary Characters was a hoot.

Whether you’re a fan of King Lear, Nancy Drew, or Harry Potter, imagine what it would be like to text them. The concept is so simple I’m not entirely sure what else I should say about it. This was a very fun read, though, and I’d highly recommend it to all of my readers.

What have you been reading?

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10 Things to Like About Winter

Photo by Mdf.

Photo by Mdf.

Yes, I know that winter technically doesn’t begin for another month. Toronto has had a cold snap and a few light snowstorms this past week, though, so it’s difficult for me to look out the window and think autumn.

Pumpkin season has come and gone. It’s winter for the next 119 days as far as my mind and body are concerned.

Many years I grumble a little about all of the things I don’t like about the cold.

This year I decided to make a new list. This might not be my favourite season, but there are still good things to discover in it.

1. Watching snow fall is hypnotic. My youngest brother used to sit quietly on the couch and watch the snow fall down through our living room window. Kindergarten only took up half the day, so he had to wait a few hours before the rest of our elementary school was dismissed.

2. Being sick is a good excuse for a nap. It’s a nice escape from all of the sniffling.

3. Winter drinks taste better than summer ones. Hot chocolate. Apple cider.  Egg nog.  All delicious.

4. There’s no humidity. Anyone with naturally curly or wavy hair knows just how nice it is to have a break from the poof.

5. The New Year is a fresh start. It feels good to say goodbye to last year and embrace the new one. To me it’s kind of like turning to a fresh page in a blank book or rebooting your computer.

6. Baked goods are everywhere. Mmmm….Christmas cookies.

7. All the ragweed is dead. I’m sure there are some people who have horrendous winter allergies. (My sympathies are with you!) November-April is wonderful for my allergies because they rarely if ever cause an issue for me. It’s lovely.

8. A hot bath feels great. Nobody wants to soak in the tub in August, but it can be very cozy in January.

9. There are no mosquitos, wasps, or bumblebees. It’s refreshing to go to a park and not risk getting bitten or stung.

10. The sun (probably) won’t wake you up. A 5:30 am sunrise can wake me up during the summer. I’m naturally an early bird, but sometimes there’s a little too much of a good thing in June when the sun doesn’t set until 9 or 10 pm.

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Let’s (Not) Talk About Sex

Photo by Alberto Alonso G.

Photo by Alberto Alonso G.

The topic of sex came up at lunch last week.

Well, technically I lead the conversation in that direction when someone else sitting at the table made a comment that could either be taken innocuously or….otherwise.

Of course I chose the second option.

I might be quiet most of the time in real life, but there’s always been a deep-seated ornery streak in my personality. 😉

I’d spent the last few hours of that meal tamping down everything that might have ruffled feathers at that table: my (lack of) religion; my sexual orientation; my political views; my cheerful childlessness.

(Whether or not doing this is a smart idea in the longterm might be fodder for another post someday, but I digress).

The funny thing about doing this kind of exercise is how easy it is for the mask to slip off, especially when you’re not used to wearing it.

So back to the sex talk. You’d be surprised by how much communication can be accomplished with a raised eyebrow and a few carefully-selected words. Anyone who didn’t know what we were talking about would have had to strain to hear what I was saying. Even then I had plausible deniability thanks to all of the wonderful double entendres in the English language.

Oh, the blushing. The faintest rumbles of it might have even been felt in Thunder Bay. It wasn’t the reaction I was expecting. The people I was sitting closest to at that table aren’t exactly known for being easily embarrassed.

Mission accomplished, I grinned and changed the subject. There’s a different between teasing someone and making them actively uncomfortable.

Although it did make me wonder why it is that (some parts of) western culture are comfortable dancing around the topic of sex but get flustered if you wander too close to it?

What do you think?

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Suggestion Saturday: November 15, 2014

Here is this week’s list of blog posts, photographs, poems, games, and other tidbits from my favourite corners of the web.

Another Reason Why Thoughts Are Not Facts via Mindful_Living. This is still sometimes a stumbling block for me.

Fleeting Thoughts and Butterfly Nets via jdubqca. My longterm readers might recognize this blog. I’ve featured J. Matthew Waters poetry here a few different times in the past, but occasionally I have to mention his site again. It’s not only good writing, it’s consistently good writing. That isn’t easy to do.

Snow Rollers: Nature’s Winter Treat. There aren’t many things that I like about winter, but this is one of them.

Into the Light.  I sat and stared at this photograph for several minutes. It took that long to think of all of the incredible things that might exist just beyond its horizon.

The Chocolate Game. If I were a teacher, I’d play this game with my students.

From The Target Effect via JillinIL:

Do I have any real kids or normal kids?  All of my kids are real.  If you pinch them, they will make a noise.  (Don’t actually touch my kids, k?)  Normal is up for discussion.

The Rush: America’s Quest for Fortune, 1848-1853 is the first history book I’ve finished this year.

I learned about the California gold rush briefly in high school, but there was a lot about this time period that those classes didn’t have the time to cover. What I enjoyed the most about this book was how readable it is. You don’t have to know anything about this topic in order to understand what the author had to say, yet I never felt like he was talking down to me.

It was a great blend of historical analysis and storytelling. I’d recommend to anyone who is interested in learning more about this fascinating time in history.

What have you been reading?

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Social Media Do’s and Don’ts

Social media is still so new that I don’t think the etiquette for using sites like Twitter, Facebook, or Instagram has been fully agreed upon yet.

For lack of a better analogy, I think of these sites as gigantic, virtual dinner parties. These are the rules I wish everyone would follow there.

Do:

Engage with your followers. Social media is a great way to build relationships with people you’d probably never meet otherwise. My favourite people on these sites are the ones who are interactive and friendly.

Share your life. I know that some people don’t appreciate hearing what their friends ate for lunch, but I actually really enjoy that aspect of social media. There’s something to be said for occasionally sharing the small, inconsequential moments.

Be honest. We all have embarrassing, sad, or difficult moments. It’s ok to talk about them if you feel comfortable doing so. I don’t expect anyone I follow to only talk about the happy stuff in their lives.

Post about more than one topic. Underwater basket weaving may be your passion in life, but there’s something to be said for branching out into other areas of interest. If the only things I ever tweeted about were writing and my love of the horror genre, the people who follow me would have an incomplete understanding of who I am as a person.

But bunny pictures are always acceptable.

But bunny pictures are always acceptable.

Don’t:

Repost the same  links over and over again. Yes, I know that you want to guide traffic to your blog or website. It’s irritating to see the same thing posted multiple times, though, especially when it happens on the same day.

Send mass private messages asking for money or other favours. It’s tacky and rude.

Violate other people’s privacy. Anything you post on the Internet will be there forever. It’s not okay to share pictures of other people’s children, medical conditions, highly embarrassing stories, or other sensitive information without their permission. It’s never ok to post pictures of body fluids, oozing injuries, or childbirth photos that involve anything below the waist.

Engage the trolls. This one almost goes without saying.

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The Bonsai Story Generator

This site rearranges the words of any text you feed into it.  Some of it’s sentences are gibberish, but others are pretty funny.

I gave it all of the written context of my last five posts here. This is the best of what it created:

There’s a friend’s cabin in that Cosmos TV show that has remained popular.

Now I stopped several deaths in so many different reasons: my mind. 

 but I would write “LOL” in a Universe of elderly

This is one year to me. 

I would like this instead of the actual news. 

swearing isn’t one of them but it’s a snowball fight or sweater

I also realize that this person I remember grieving over was placed on this blog. 

I have an elliptical orbit.

The last year, I know Christmas merchandise and terror.

I can tell that I don’t need to cook again for “earth-like” planets, but I stopped worrying about any of them

 

I’d love to know what it did with your words!

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The Right Way to Grieve

Photo by Juni from Kyoto, Japan.

Photo by Juni from Kyoto, Japan.

The last two years have seen several deaths in our extended families. I haven’t blogged about any of them until now for many different reasons: my strong preference for privacy in certain areas of my life; I wasn’t sure what to say about them; other topics seemed more pressing.

The first person I remember grieving over was my grandmother. When she died I’d just reached the developmental stage in childhood when I realized death was permanent and would someday happen to me. I actually have more memories of missing her than I do of spending time with her. We’d moved around a bit while she was still alive, so I suspect that a lot of the nice  stuff she did with me happened when I was too small to remember it.

For a long time I felt like there might be only one right way to grieve.

– You had to be absolutely devastated that this person was gone.

– You had to believe that even the most severe suffering was worth them still being alive.

– You weren’t supposed to have any nuanced feelings about anything related to this topic.

Yes, it’s possible that I have extremely high standards for myself. 😉 Sometimes this is a good thing, but it can also become an unneeded strain in an already stressful situation.

One of the things I’ve been learning through these past few years is that every experience with death is going to be different because every relationship is unique. It simply isn’t possible for everyone connected to the deceased to have the exact same reaction to his or her death. A son or daughter’s grief is different from how a sibling,  pet, or second cousin might react.

That’s more than just okay – it’s utterly normal.

I can’t begin to tell you how relieved I felt when I stopped worrying about grieving the right way. There is no right way to do it. As much as I would like to type out a foolproof, bulleted plan for figuring out how to react to death, I can’t.

It’s something each of us has to figure out on our own.

The only thing I can tell you is this: if you’ve felt it or thought it, so has someone else. You’re not alone.

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