zeborah: Zebra in grass smelling a daisy (gardening)
Okay, I never do my nails, but I'd been pressing violets for crafts and had a whole lot left over and they were just the right size:



So I 'glued' them on with a layer of clear polish (I considered dark green but clear is all I have and in the last fifteen years I've only used it for crafts and the back of my corroded watch strap that I'm allergic to):



And then I covered them with another layer of clear polish, which brought out the colour that had faded a little in two days of pressing:



And then I did the other hand, and who invented handedness anyway? So awkward. And managed to find sufficient settings on my camera for a fingernail selfie:



Probably it really needs a third layer of polish, but I was lazy and also had a bus to catch.
zeborah: Zebra with stripes shaking (earthquake)
Posting here because Blogger won't let me comment where it should be. Full history:


"They started bringing that joy back mere weeks, maybe days after the quakes."


My sister and I made sandcastles out of the liquefaction the morning after February. We'd barely slept after a night of three quakes a minute (the bloody Port Hills kept reflecting them back on us) and the world had brought us sand, so. It made a few neighbours smile: well worth the time.

One thing I was thinking the other day — walking past the chalkboard on Colombo and (Tuam?) and an empty block which is mostly carpark except for the footprint of one shop taped off, with "No parking" sprayed in pink on the aggregate, and signposted "GapFiller coming soon" — is that Christchurch is making an artform of the temporary. Sandcastles, and yarnbombs, and Easter bunnies made from milk bottles atop road cones. We might have four seasons in a day and we sure don't have a clue what the roadworks are going to do tomorrow morning, but we also never know where a GapFiller might pop up next.

There's a tremendous beauty in that. And a pain underneath it that for me makes the beauty all the sharper. And this beauty is everywhere in Christchurch these days, like and in the wildflowers blooming in the piles of rubble.
zeborah: Zebra with stripes shaking (earthquake)
Aftershocks during the night gave me the opportunity to discover by experiment that "Oh thank goodness I can just pull my pillow over my head" wins out over force of habit. Also that it's a lot easier to get back to sleep that way.

There was a big aftershock this morning that everyone (twitter, radio, Civil Defence, etc) thought was the long-feared 6 (rule of thumb is that aftershocks can be up to 1 magnitude less than the original) but it turned out to be a mere 5.1, just really close and really shallow. Afterwards people started reporting sulphur, and bear in mind that the area the shock came from is not so far from old volcanoes. I dismissed this as power of suggestion until the reports apparently became so widespread that Civil Defence felt the need to reassure us that we've got nothing to worry about.

After that one there was news of fresh cracks in Lyttelton Tunnel (now judged sound again), and more buildings being evacuated and/or collapsing, and, curse it, libraries that were going to open today now need to be checked again, and the university which was going to start allowing staff in to cleanup is now delaying that another day too. I thought I was going to be able to go in tomorrow to move a million books back onto shelves, but apparently I get to sit here going mildly crazy for another day instead.

Had a lovely phonecall from a colleague saying I was welcome to go visit her if I liked. And then I went out to bring in my empty rubbish bins (rubbish was collected before that shock! but word is that mail delivery was cancelled after it) and met a neighbour and we chatted for a bit and she said I was welcome to go visit them if I liked. At some point I also assured her that my house is wood so awesome resilient. And then it occurred to me that my garage, by contrast, is concrete blocks and plaster so maybe I should go look at that.

...So yeah, then I phoned a friend who's keeping a car in there in case she wants to rethink that plan, and then I took photos, and then I took increasingly suspicious photos of probably-just-surface-but-who-knows? cracks in my house's foundations, and then I filed a claim with the Earthquake Commission (webforms mean never having to wait on hold) and left a message on my insurance company's answerphone to let them know I'd done so. It's minor stuff so won't be high on anyone's priority list but at least it's started.

Then I felt the need for a whine on Twitter and some chocolate.

Then Mum rang and we had a nice chat while I looked upwards and thought, "You know, I don't think the light fixture used to have that crack where it joins the ceiling." So, mental note not to stand underneath that until I can get a proper look at it.

And then I felt the need to create a silly icon, and lo, here it is:

zebra with stripes shaking

So I've gone and updated all my DreamWidth earthquake entries to include that, and now I feel a little bit better. Though more chocolate probably won't hurt either.
zeborah: Irony means what we point to when we say: That's not ironic. (irony)
Inspired by a conversation my siblings and I had a month or so back:

Someone said sorry on the internet

Modified from Duty Calls (aka "Someone is wrong on the internet") under its CC-BY-NC-2.5 license; itself licensed CC-BY-NC (New Zealand 3.0).
zeborah: Map of New Zealand with a zebra salient (Default)
21st Century Calendar
I came across The World's Smallest Calendar today, which is awesome, and I think it'd be cool to have on the back of the Moo cards I've been hypothetically pondering for a while but could never think what to put on the back of.

Problem is that there's no chance I'd use them all up in a single calendar year. So I spent the evening creating this, which should last until 2099. Oh, except for the Easters.

Questions:
1. How many instructions does it need to be useful to anyone other than me?
2. There's no way that's fitting on a Moo card, is there?

(I've got a tab-delimited file of just the text if anyone wants it.)

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