BPAL Madness III

Left Wrist: Queen of Sheba: Honey, almonds, and spices. [1]
Right Wrist: Wrath: Dragon’s blood, black pepper, cinnamon & cloves.


Queen of Sheba: When it first goes on, it has a pretty heady throw. It's pretty perfumy, but buttery too. The throw dies down fairly quickly, though. Bitter orange? That's what I'm getting from this one, mostly.
Two minutes after putting it on, the buttery scent is back. I'm assuming that's the honey. [Note: when I say 'buttery', I mean a slippery smell, something viscous or greasy, that can be both plesant and unplesant depending on what it's paired with] -- <*smells wrist again*> Yeah, I think that's the honey coming out.


Wrath: At first application... wow... That just fades down to nothing, doesn't it? Right *on* my wrist, I can smell something that's like... industrial cleaning fluid, um... Maybe that's the pepper combining with the dragon's blood, I think... Maybe...
I'm picking up one of the spices... probably the cinnamon, sort of floating just at the very top of the scent. [One minute later] Okay, now the cloves are coming out. Granted, they're kind of burning my nose a bit, so... hrm...

I'm going to go grocery shopping now, but I'll be back in half an hour to let you know what these two turned into after a little bit of time.

Currently, I'm not too fond of either of them, although if I had to wear one or the other, I'd wear Queen of Sheba.

Oh, a note about Bastet: it lasts longer than O, though not as long as Blood did (that I know of). Once it chills out a little, it's quite nice -- probably the myrrh and almond that stuck around. :-)


[Edit: One hour later]

Okay. An hour later, and Queen of Sheba has faded to a soft, powdery sweetness on my skin. Mm. Yummy. Why couldn't it smell like that the whole time?

Wrath, on the other hand, smells like... orange peels. And still a bit with the burnt rubber.

So. Wrath is out.
Queen of Sheba, I may give a second go to. :-)


Time to try Eden. I'll post about that in a while. :-)


[1] See, due to the honey-almonds-spices combination, I thought Queen of Sheba might be vaguely akin to what Polly, one of my favorite Discworld characters, might smell of (if only faintly). I think she's probably more of a mix of fresh O's sweet warmth and a very-dried-down Bloodkiss's bitter-spiciness. Ah, fun with perfume... I wonder of Sudha Segara (warm milk, honey, and ginger) might do the trick... :-)

BPAL Madness IV, and Soup!

Okay. Thing one:

Eden: Fig leaf, fig fruit, honeyed almond milk, toasted coconut and sandalwood.

When it goes on, it actually smells like... uh. Lemon Temptations. With cocoanut shavings on top. Nice. A bit 'fake' smelling, in the way that the lemon-goo in a 'lemon' danish is fake-smelling, but not actually unpleasant.

The end of it, when it's dry (which happens pretty quickly) is (yet another) lovely, powder, soft sweet scent... I assume it's the honey-almondness in there. Or maybe the sandalwood (though it's been a while since I've smelled a piece of sandalwood). No idea where the figgy stuff went (alas), but it's nice, if short-lived, little fragrance. :-)


(Boy, that was short, wasn't it. ;-)


Moving On: It's definitely Harvest Time. I was in the A&P today, and they were piling heaps and heaps of squash and potatoes and carrots (Ontario-grown, I mean) all over the place. And they had the giant field pumpkins in, too. and the miniature Jack-Be-Littles that you get in a bag and use to make decorative arrangements with (although you can actually eat them. Not the 'goblins eggs' gourds, but the teeny, tiny pumpkins).
It's amazing, the feeling of well-being that comes over me when I look upon such bounty.
And yes, I know that sounds corny, and yes, it's still true.
So there. :-)

But. There was also cheap chicken -- jumbo packs of chicken-thighs that were on a buy-one-get-one-free special. Score! My freezer is now full of food! :-)

And by food, I don't just mean chicken thighs, in case that's the impression I've given people.

There are also two tupperwares of squash soup (made by me, with frozen garden squash from last year -- I've got about 1.5 cups of last year's squash left, and then it's *gone*, just in time for this year's bunch to come in! :-) in there. Yay! I love soup! :-D

In other, related news: I'm trying out our swell wedding-gift crock-pot today. :-) I've currently got Earthy Root Vegetable soup stewing away down in the kitchen. It should be ready by... mmm... about 10:30pm. ;-)
It's got yukon gold potatoes and carrots and shallots, and green onions, and scipolene (sp) onions, and garlic, and thyme and rosemary, and black pepper, (and chicken boullion, I confess), and green lentils in it. :-D
I had wanted to use chick peas instead, but my last can of chick peas went to making hummous for the day-trip to Kaleidoscope. Oh, well. :-)

Of course, I don't currently have a place to store said Earthy Root Vegetable soup, so I will have to clear out my freezer a bit.
More.
Er.

Maybe I'll pull out those hotdogs tonight. Yes, yes, I know. Terribly healthy and all that. Right. But the buns take up a lot of room that could be filled in with tupperwares. :-\

Anywhoo. I'm off. :-)

- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)

Whining. And Thesis Stuff. Whee! :-)

While I suspect that I can guess the answer to this question, I still feel I must ask it (at least rhetorically):
Why am I so damn hungry all the bloody time???

Not that I'm criticizing my wonderful, speedy metabolism. No! I want to hang onto that baby for the rest of my long, fullfilling life!

In theory, the Earthy Root Vegetable soup should be done soon. Then I can have some of that, and maybe be less hungry.

Ye gods.

This is rediculous.
And I'm sleepy on top of it.


Random, thesis related thing: According to Susan Starr Sered, the nature/culture dichotomy that shows up in male dominated religions (nature=bad, culture=good; nature=female, culture=male) doesn't show up in female dominated religions -- at least not in the same way.
Sered states that in most of the female-dominated religions that she studied, the dichotomy wasn't there. Rather, nature and culture were understood as integrated.
Nifty, huh?
In GS, this doesn't seem to be the case, rather the dichotomy sort of fits like nature = good, culture (Land-Raping Patriarchal Society[1]) = bad.
That this is the case isn't overly surprising given that GS developed as a counter-culture.

Interesting (though not totally thesis-related) thing to note:
Starhawk's (sort of) recent book, Earth Path, seems to be kind of giving a nod towards the nature-culture integration idea. In that 'we are nature, working' -- even though we have central heating and wear clothing, and live in houses made of concrete and aluminum siding, we are still nature. A high-rise isn't naturally occuring, but neither is a termite mound. The termites have to make it themselves.
Until we stop seeing ourselves as separate from the land ('better than' or 'worse than', neither one is part of), we'll always feel that dichotomy.

Anyway. :-)


[1] I'm now siezed with the image of a bunch of Old White Men in suits, wearing loyal-order-of-water-buffalo hats. They could have a treasurer, and go bowling on tuesdays and stuff. ;-) Hehehe.