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Comment with Just One Thing you've accomplished in the last 24 hours or so. It doesn't have to be a hard thing, or even a thing that you think is particularly awesome. Just a thing that you did.
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1. Talk about the first ship you ever had.
Way before fanfiction; Aragorn/Eowyn. My father read The Lord of the Rings for me when I was eight, and I was deeply disappointed when Arwen showed up, as I had hardly noticed her before. Fanfiction-wise it was Captain Hook/Wendy Darling.
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A brave crew of cancer warriors are to land an emotional homecoming in Scotland after completing an epic voyage around the coast of Britain.
The young sailors, who are all in recovery, were part of a 2400 mile long voyage launched to raise their courage after battling the deadly disease.
"I got involved through the hospital I was being treated at," says Grace, 22, who fought Hodgkin Lymphoma at the Beatson Cancer Centre in Glasgow.
"They offered me the chance to be part of it. I had been on a ferry before but that's quite a bit different."
Grace was one of 125 young people who boarded the yacht Moonspray to take part in an extraordinary relay visiting 58 ports.
The four month voyage was organised by the Ellen MacArthur Cancer Trust, a national charity that rebuilds confidence after cancer and uses sailing to support, empower and inspire young people.
The young crew has changed on every leg of the journey, with each team of cancer fighters pledging to not only venture out onto the water, but also to visit other cancer patients at each port to encourage them to keep fighting.
"I was a bit nervous before I came but the team were amazing," says Grace. "You don't have to be an expert or sailed before to be involved."
Grace was part of the crew sailing from Oban to Inverness and has now joined the vessel for the final leg of the journey home, with seven inspirational young people set to dock at Largs on Saturday, September 23.
"It's been amazing," says Grace. "The best bit for me personally is the wildlife.
"We were out on the Moray Firth when dolphins appeared alongside the boat. I could see them playing in the spray - they were within touching distance."
Among the final crew is Gourock's Ryan Campbell, 22, who first sailed with the Trust from Largs in 2014 after treatment for Osteosarcoma at CLIC Sargent Scotland and Beatson West of Scotland Cancer Centre between 2009 and 2010.
"That first trip was the first time I'd ever been on a boat looking back at my hometown and I actually realised how blessed I was," he says.
"The West Coast of Scotland is gorgeous; you don't get to see anything like this anywhere else in the world. It was quite mind-boggling and it will be fantastic to be part of the homecoming.
"I love Trust trips because everyone is treated equally in a safe, fun environment where you gain sailing knowledge and build confidence. There's a real sense of community and at the end of a trip it feels like you're part of a family."
The crew will be welcomed home to Largs Yacht Haven by around 100 Trust supporters, Round Britain crew members, families and friends at a celebratory reception on Saturday lunchtime.
The entire concept for the voyage began back in the year 2000, when Dame Ellen MacArthur sailed with A Chacun Son Cap, a French charity for children with cancer and leukaemia.
Inspired by the incredible impact sailing had on helping those children rediscover themselves in the confusing aftermath of cancer, and by their courage, spirit and humour, Ellen launched the Trust in 2003.
Since then more than 1,550 young people from across the UK have taken part in over 190 Trust sailing trips, overcoming the barriers that can arise after a difficult illness.
Each year 2,800 young people in the UK finish treatment for cancer, but recent studies show that teenagers and young adults remain vulnerable post-treatment because it comes at a time of rapid social and emotional development.
In addition many young people have to deal with body image issues, with side-effects from temporary hair loss and weight gain to permanent scarring, amputation or brain damage, which often manifests itself in very low self-esteem.
The Trust tackles it all by supporting young people to jump aboard their yacht, take to the water and rediscover their confidence.
As Grace, who has now graduated from Glasgow University with a law degree, says: "I think everybody comes out of their treatment with a different thing - some people look different, others have lower energy or don't feel confident.
"Something like this just gives you the chance to think differently about yourself and about what you can achieve."
This year the Trust will work with around 550 young people in recovery from cancer in the UK, though for every young person they currently support, they warn that there are nine they cannot.
Their current mission is to raise enough funds to offer every young person who needs it, the chance to sail and discover what is possible after cancer.
"You can volunteer with the Trust afterwards so I'd really like to do that," says Grace.
"I do really enjoy sailing now which I never expected to. I'd like to thank the crew, the shore team and everyone who made this possible for us."
Welcome to Scotland from the Roadside, a weekly gallery showcasing some of the best images from around the country taken by you.
From opportune moments shot on smartphones to breathtaking landscapes captured in high definition, each week we share a selection of interesting pictures taken by people on their travels around Scotland.
We have partnered up with the Scotland from the Roadside Facebook group, a popular destination for trading photos and stories, which has drawn in more than 100,000 members.
Each week, we ask the page's creators, Bruce Philip and Linda Curran, to select their favourite images shared on the page over the past seven days.
This week photographers have captured a traquil yet colourful moment on the Isle of Skye and a butterfly stopping to smell the roses at Castle Kennedy Gardens.
Loch Tulla by Kev Neilson
"This image was taken as we were driving past Loch Tulla on a trip to Plockton in October which is often a great time to see the change in the colours in the Highlands," explains Kev.
"Just at the right time the clouds parted creating some amazing light."
Union Canal by Eric Donaldson
"I always like to wander along the towpath near Edinburgh's Harrison Park and Polwarth as the trees change for autumn," Eric says.
"The leaves change to gold and brown and you know that summer is ending.
"The added bonus is that you can get some lovely reflections from the water."
Stopping to smell the flowers by Nina Mitchell
"The photo was taken at Castle Kennedy Gardens which is near Stranraer and is my home town," Nina says.
"I went there as it was a beautiful day and when I was in the walled garden was surprised at how many flowers were still in bloom.
"As I was walking through the gardens there were quite a few butterflies flitting from flower to flower and when this one rested for quite a while, I was lucky to capture it with its wings fully open.
"Castle Kennedy Gardens are a lovely way to pass a few hours. There are lovely walks, ponds and lochs to admire too."
The five sisters of Kintail by Laura Philip
"As soon as we arrived here from Inverness, I was saying 'stop the car, let me out' - I can't miss this beautiful sight," Laura says.
"The road takes you along to beautiful Glenelg and you can take the Mam Rattagan pass road and see it all from the viewpoint - that too is amazing."
Mealt Falls by Marian Roy
"I extended my time in Skye to take advantage of the scenery as it was a first trip there," Marion says.
"As the weather wasn't kind for the usual sunset pics, waterfalls were the next best thing and made Mealt Falls and Kilt Rock a must see, it had been suggested to me and it was most definitely worth the visit.
"Rain, hail or shine, Scotland never disappoints. As much as it looked like I was I was on the edge, thankfully the railing there helped to capture this photo."
Finnieston Crane by Mark Farrell
"This picture was taken on August 5, 2016 during the awesome Ignition Festival," Mark says.
"The buzz about the whole area during the event was electric but the crane was a sad reminder of what Glasgow was once recognised for worldwide."
Carrbridge by Nicola Neish
"I was out for a day trip around the beautiful Aviemore area, when I realised Carrbridge was nearby - I had to go," Nicola says.
"I have seen lots of inspiring images of this beautiful bridge and had to visit for myself."
Clashnessie Falls by Kathleen Cameron
"My mother's family were from the west coast of Sutherland so decided to do that part of the North Coast 500 last Sunday," Kathleen says.
"My great uncle and aunt lived at Clashnessie and we always went to look at the falls when we visited.
"Sunday was spent photographing childhood haunts."
Jenny's Well Nature Reserve by Catherine Kerr Henry
"This is where I live and I'm fortunate to have this nature walk at the end of my street, where I walk my dog everyday," Catherine says.
Early morning sun on the Cuillin's by Sean Speed
"As I'm lucky enough to have been brought up and live on the stunning Isle of Skye, I pass this spot at Sligachan regularly," Sean says.
"I have recently treated myself to my first DSLR which usually comes with me when out walking the dog.
"We're spoilt for choice when it comes to landscape photography on Skye."
Maurice was in some puzzlement as to how, having courteously regretted he could not receive Lady Trembourne back into his establishment, he might bring her back without having to humble himself and ask her. The solution to the problem was, fortunately, put into his hands by her sister-in-law.
The Countess of Pockinford was a long-cherished patron: still a pretty little dumpling after a fruitful marriage bearing a fine thriving family. Alas, she still posed the problem of how to dress her in the crack of style without offending the Earl’s Evangelical strictures upon the necessity for womanly modesty in dress – that meant that she was more modestly dressed even than her sister, a clergyman’s wife: but the Reverend Mr Lucas did not think that a low-cut neckline in keeping with the dictates of fashion was the debauchery that led to the fall of the Roman Empire. But Maurice contrived, and no-one considered the Countess a dowd.
Maurice was busy about checking that her measurements were still the same when she said, nervously, O, Maurice, I know you must have a deal on hand, so many clients and coming up so near to the Season, but Lady Trembourne has been in a most exceeding taking over the shocking business with Madame Francine.
Could you fit her – o, and Lady Sarah – I should be most exceeding grateful.
Well – Maurice began, and saw the famed trembling of the Countess’s lower lip and the air of impending tearfulness, that could cause the most disagreeable of ladies in the philanthropic set – if not her sister-in-law – to fall in with her wishes. Do you ask it, Lady Pockinford, I will see can I make a little time when I might undertake the two of 'em. I daresay I shall be able to find enough hands - sure the seamstresses at Madame Francine’s found themselves cast out and, I hear, wages unpaid.
O, 'tis quite shocking! cried Lady Pockinford. Is not the lot of a seamstress hard enough already? Lady Bexbury and I were discussing the matter only lately. I am sure you treat your needlewomen well, but I daresay that you are obliged to turn the majority of them off for a good part of the year?
Indeed 'tis so – worked to rags during the Season, alas, and then having to make do on piece-work at home –
Or indeed, said Lady Pockinford, falling into vice.
So 'tis given out. If you would just turn around a little and raise your arms?
So we are thinking about a plan, for there is a matter about making clothes for the orphans, and ladies say, would it not be a fine thing to have a working-party? but then there is ever some reason why they may not come work, and Lady Bexbury said, sure there are women that need such employment, did we get up a fund for a work-room, where they might come and be in good conditions and be paid, and mayhap get a meal, and their moral character would be preserved –
Why, 'tis a most excellent plan, and I daresay Lady Bexbury is already about writing some pamphlet upon the matter, I will certainly take a few to lay about the receiving-room so that the ladies that come here may learn of this enterprize.
O, cried Lady Pockinford with her pretty dimpling smile, O, that is so very kind.
He smiled and shook his head after she had left. One would say she deserved better than a husband with such narrow views, but 'twas entirely known within Society that they doated upon one another.
He made the final notes for her gowns, including the need to make some alterations to her mannequin, tidied everything away, looked about the room, put on his hat and coat and picked up his cane, and with a slight sigh departed for Basil’s studio.
For Basil had been most pressing among their set for a party to come see the unveiling of his latest large painting – the Theban Band at the Battle of Chaeronea – and seemed in a somewhat touchy mood at present. Mayhap – if there was no re-opening of this foolish suggestion that he should come act as Basil’s factotum – he might even remain behind when the company had departed.
Or maybe he would not, he thought, when he observed Basil making up to Tom Tressillian, even if 'twas only so that Tom would commission a painting of himself in some telling character. And – good heavens – was that young Orlando Richardson? Sure he bore a considerable resemblance to his late great-uncle Elias Winch. Had his doting mama not complained to Maurice at her fittings that in spite of being educated up a gentleman by her doting all-but-husband Danvers Dalrymple, nothing would do for her son but to go on stage? – in the tones of one that felt she should make some complaint but was rather pleased than otherwise.
Maurice went over to desire an introduction and discovered that the person obscured behind an easel with a half-finished canvas upon it was MacDonald. They exchanged civil nods. Do you know Mr Richardson? Permit me to introduce you.
O, indeed I have heard of you! said the young man. Mama will ever sing your praises.
I see, said MacDonald, that our host neglects his duties. Let me get you a glass of wine.
Maurice took the wine and wondered, could it be that Basil was deliberately snubbing him, rather than merely momentarily dazzled by the handsome young actor?
Indeed, Basil’s manner to him seemed unwonted brusque, compared to his attentions to the rest of the company. If he was going to behave thus, Maurice was not going to linger. He took his outer garments from Basil’s man, and went out into an evening that had turned to pelting sleety rain.
Here – a hand grabbed his arm – I have just managed to wave down a hansom, get in before you are drenched.
Maurice allowed himself to be thrust into the cab and sat down. He relished the prospect of getting thoroughly soaked even less than sharing the narrow space with MacDonald.
MacDonald remarked that he now apprehended why Lady Bexbury called Linsleigh that great bore - while he will never rival Mr Nixon of the Home Office, he is still a very tedious fellow. But, he went on, I fancy he is a friend of yours – perchance he may show better in different company?
Instead of saying in waspish tones that doubtless Basil was not up to Mr MacDonald’s most exceeding exacting standards, Maurice replied that indeed, Basil was wont to run on without noting whether his listeners were interested or not.
(Damn. He did not want to find himself agreeing with MacDonald over such a matter.)
Where should you like to be dropped?
Maurice gave the direction for his lodgings – I hope 'tis not out of your way?
Not in the least. But – since we are met thus – I mind that there was a matter I have been commissioned to investigate, that you may have some intelligence concerning. He looked about for a moment and said, I do not suppose the cab-driver goes spy, but yet I had rather it were a little more private. Is there some time we might –
Maurice, who was already feeling those sensations that he had become accustomed to experience in close proximity to MacDonald, bit his lip and then said, why do you not step up to my lodgings, have you no engagement to be at –
Why, should only take a moment or so, but is very gracious of you.
Of course he was only going to ask whatever question it was, and then go away again. He would not stay.
They ascended the stairs in silence, and Maurice unlocked the door. Latching it behind him, he turned to where MacDonald was looking about him with interest, entirely intending – no, only that – to ask what his investigation was, and found himself going lean up against him.
A hand stroked down his back and then MacDonald said thoughtfully, we are both standing here with our hats still on in rain-splashed coats that we should take off. That is, if you have any desire for me to linger beyond the five minutes I think my question like to take.
You must know I do. Do you wish to stay?
In answer, MacDonald began to remove his coat.
Maurice swallowed. I will just go and light the fire, he said.
He was still kneeling by the hearth when MacDonald came in. He stood up and said, I only have gin, would you care for anything to drink.
Not in particular, but do you do as you would like.
Maurice went and poured himself a glass of gin. So, he said, what did you wish to ask me?
Firstly, do you dress Lady Sarah Channery?
Maurice turned around. I used to, she then followed Lady Trembourne to Madame Francine’s, and I have been beguiled into saying I will go dress the two of 'em again. Why?
Did she ever make use of your discreet chamber?
Maurice snorted. Lady Sarah? Why do you ask? – O, I apprehend what this is about. Sir Stockwell thinks she has took a lover: if she has, must be very recent.
Oh, she has, I have it on the very best authority. But I thought it possibly material to discover whether she was in the habit.
I confide not. But has she admitted to you - ?
Not she; the gentleman that has been enjoying her favours.
There is some fellow going around boasting upon the matter?
Not in the least, I am sure he is entire discreet and would not at all desire to have a crim. con action brought against him: but is a good friend of mine, and disclosed it to me because the lady had received a note demanding recompense for silence. The danger is probably passed, now Mrs Fanny has disappeared, but I wonder if ‘twas an accustomed practice with Lady Sarah to enter upon such liaisons; also whether any ladies that have returned to you have said aught of similar demands?
Not so far. But – at least, as he has given it out – Sir Stockwell is not in any jealous passion in the matter, merely wishes ascertain whether there will be any scandal –
But does Lady Sarah apprehend that?
Perchance not! I fancy 'tis not such a case as the Zellens, where they have come to a mutual understanding.
He gulped down the last of the gin and walked across the room to where MacDonald was sitting. I should say that now these questions are asked and answered, you should go.
Yes, of course you should. And do you ask me to, I will.
Maurice straddled the outstretched legs and stooped to kiss that mouth that was so very lovely when it smiled as it was doing now.
I don't recall ever having a crush on anyone I knew in person, because I seem to have always recognized that that way lay sex, and I wasn't interested. I did have a celebrity crush on Jonathan Brandis, and his character Lucas Wolenczak from seaQuest DSV, which was probably my first and only crush in a way that you'd actually think of as a crush.
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Stop one was my therapist's office. Traffic made me a little late, but since it was apparently a 60 minute appointment instead of my usual 30 minutes, that was fine. We talked about goals, and talked about writer's block. She basically wanted me to look at what I have accomplished instead of what I haven't accomplished.
I came home and talked to Kevin for half an hour before heading out to my father's house. I got to my father's house a little early and he was in the shower, so I entertained myself with his dog until he was ready to go. Tonight's adventure was the Temptations and 4 Tops concert. Of course it's more like Temptation and 4 Top because only one man survives from each group, and they've filled their ranks with younger men. I thought the concert was alright, but the 4 Tops for some reason were singing everyone else's songs. I mean, I know you could fill an hour with 4 Tops hits, but for some reason they played Mack the Knife, and My Way and several other songs that I didn't even know that weren't their songs. My dad was pretty disappointed, and he wasn't alone - people were leaving the concert in droves. Our entire aisle emptied out before the end of the concert.
I got home at midnight, and talked to Kevin for an hour since the dogs woke him up barking when I walked in the door. I immediately took my meds, as I had forgotten both at lunch and dinner (since I never ate dinner), and I was starting to go into withdrawals. I'm still clenching my jaw and pretty uncomfortable, though it's starting to get better.
2. Getting close to done with the bunny I'm making for the now-12-year-old kid with fop who's still in the hospital. I have an ear I'm satisfied with, so just have to make a second ear and then attach them. And then do the trach, if I can figure that out. "
3. Getting my first delta. Er, okay, that requires explanation. There's a subreddit called cmv -- change my view -- where people post their opinion on something to get other people to chsnge their mind. (Basically, "I believe X, and it's an unpopular opinion and I'd like to believe something else, so persuade me otherwise".) If you feel a comment has changed your view, whether or not you're the op in the thread, you can award a delta, kind of like a kudos; this is separate from the upvoting/downvoting that all Reddit uses. I've posted a few things ere or there as responses, but mostly they've been un-responded to, much less in-delayed, until tonight. Which is trivial and yet super exciting.
4. The realization that I can order another tube hydration system thing (like what I use at night) for choir rehearsals. Hydrating during choir is awkward because I need both hands for the iPad, which means my drink has to go in my hip pack drink holder thingie, but the ridiculously straws I have aren't long enough to reach without me holding the bottom of the cup; and it's really hard for me to get the cup out when there's an iPad in the way. But this tubing system is stiff enough that I can get it to my mouth -- I'd gotten it for bed because the water bottle hangs above me and the tubing hangs down from it and I just need to move it laterally to get it to my mouth, but this particular system is nicely sturdy enough that I can hold it pointing up without it immediately flipping -- and then I wouldn't have to get the *bottle* out, just wave the tubing in my face, and otherwise have it in my lap within easy reach.
5. The fact that Phantom Tollbooth is available in kindle format. 😍 It's been ages since I read it and it's just as charming and wacky as I remember. (And it has a great first sentence: "There was once a boy named Milo who didn’t know what to do with himself—not just sometimes, but always.")
The roofing will happen over the weekend.
Kid is going to move into the front bedroom for the duration of the roofing.
Friskie went to the vet today, and has some severely ulcerated gums! Which were fine last visit! But no, they are not fine. So she will get tooth cleaning, hopefully no removals (but possible), and I am feeding her powder to help with the tooth cleany bit. She hates it. I shook it all up on her food and nooooooo yucky powderfood ewwwww. But she will eat most of it when she is hungry.
Flicker gobbles it up because she is a glutton. Percy eats it fine because he can't smell anything. Dickens stares at it and then at me, looking BETRAYED, till I give him some plain food as well.
If you play STO, be sure to log on to get the Discovery uniform. It's pretty snazzy looking. (Elbow wrinkles in the top! Very impressive.)
C_______ stares at textbook.
C_______ says, “Talking about risk response strategies.”
C_______ says, “Avoid - change the project such that the risk isn't even applicable. Mitigate - take steps to reduce the probability or impact of the risk (add more testing, more redundancy, etc.). Transfer - farm the risk out to someone else (buy insurance, warranties, etc.).”
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"A response to certain risks such as fire, property damage, or personal injury (i.e. pure risks) is to purchase insurance."
C_______ says, “ONE WOULD HOPE YOU'RE DOING SOME AVOIDING AND MITIGATING AS WELL.”
--from the MUSH. And, indeed, one would hope.
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