Top notes are freesia, incense, chinese osmanthus and tamarind; middle notes are tuberose, iris, peony, orris root and arum lily; base notes are musk, cashmere wood and vetiver.
This is a very sweet white floral. The tuberose is almost a gardenia dupe. Josh cried almost instant headache, so I didn't leave it on long enough for the dry down, but I could just start to smell the woodiness of the iris start to tamp down the florals before I scrubbed it.
Clean (the original)
This soap-inspired scent combines litsea cubeba, orange, sweet lime, pink grapefruit, passion lily, rose geranium, and white musk and is perfect for women who enjoy crisp, subtly. It opens with a bright burst of freshness and dries down to a simply CLEAN scent.
This does smell fresh and clean. Very bright and citrusy but very sweet (must be the sweet lime). I don't get any orange or grapefruit, but I do smell rose geranium (yummy) and soap. Clean is a good descriptor. I would like to smell this on someone else, but it's not for me. I passed it to a friend.
Angel’s trumpet, bois de rose, orris, and wild lettuce.
I really like this. It smells green and sweet and a little of rose. Josh detects a note of ginger. It's a keeper!
( SWAPS AND GIVEAWAYS )
I was very interested that it started with the death of the three-year-old boy, which happened at the beginning of the first book, only this time it was told from the point of view of the father, who actually killed him. It was certainly a bold place to start the story, particularly since it presented him, if not in a sympathetic light, but definitely in a way that made his actions understandable.
While the first book was split into three narratives that showed three very different times in the protagonist's life, this book was split between her story continuing from where the first book ended, and the very different perspective of her eight-year-old daughter, who was taken away by the father after he killed her brother.
I preferred the storyline with the little girl, but the other one also developed in some interesting ways. There was a great deal of moral ambiguity, and all the characters had a lot of facets. The protagonists gained more flaws and the antagonists were portrayed with more depth, which made the various conflicts in the story infinitely more complex.
As with the first book, though, it was pretty grim and I was about ready to give up on the series, since I didn't feel attached enough to the characters, and some of the plot details were a bit hard to follow. Then the ending set up the next stage of the story in such a way that I was suddenly very keen to find out what happens next - and so I will persevere through to the end of the trilogy. Not right away, though - I need to clear out my brain with something a bit jollier first!
She told me she's not really looking for fanfic right now because she'd probably have to wade through too many fics written by 11 year olds with horrible SPAG.
And then she closed by telling me that one time she accidentally found some drawings of skeleton porn where they had ectoplasm genitals which is the funniest thing ever.
2. Downton Abbey watch continues. ( spoilers )
3. Fiona's birthday is tomorrow. She'll be four!!!!!!!
4. I am exhausted in the last two weeks, like way more than usual. My energy levels have been good for awhile, and I'm wondering if my thyroid levels have dropped. I hesitate to move up my August 31 endocrinologist appointment; I've done so every year for the past three years when I've had worsening symptoms, and the tests have always come back with a "Nah, not sick enough for us to do anything" verdict. I'm on the verge of starting my period, so I'm wondering if that's a factor. If I don't start to feel better in the next week, I guess I will up the appointment. I just feel so beat, and working out is a chore. :( This is definitely not normal.
5. I am done teaching for the semester! Whoooo! Grades are turned in, and now all I have to do is relax and work on the novel.
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
I wanted to like this so much. Dan Simmons is one of my favorite authors. Ilium and Olympos are among my favorite books ever. Hyperion is delightful. Drood is wonderful.
The Fifth Heart is okay.
I think maybe the problem is that I'm not a Sherlock Holmes nut and so much of the intricacy of the story is probably lost on me. I also don't know much about James or the other historical/literary figures in the text.
I was also a little disappointed that at no point was anything the characters in the novel think is funny actually funny to me. Mark Twain is funny. His writing makes me laugh. Mark Twain in this novel is not funny. I would think that's the point, that the funny man is not actually funny, except that the other characters all seem genuinely amused by his stories.
This one was not for me.
I did enjoy the ending, especially the epilogue, with James standing arm in arm with Holmes on the deck of the ship the way he's always wanted to stand with someone else.
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I'm accepting fanfic prompts! If you know I write it, have seen it on my AO3, or just generally know I'm into it, feel free to request it. Minimum 300 words right back at'cha.
As for RL news, I got a promotion and a raise today, so there's that. :) Making this post public for the prompts.
My friends gave me a gift certificate to a local automotive shop which was awesome. We love to support local businesses. Another set of friends gave me a gift certificate to Ulta which I used to buy All the Bath Products. :)
Emma made me a card, and Josh got me a wireless speaker thing that hooks up to Spotify and plays music. Since the wane of CDs and the death of our last CD player, we don't listen to music in the house often, so I'm really glad to have this. I've been thinking lately about how important music used to be to me and how little I listen to it now. This gift is the kick in the pants I needed to change a habit I've been thinking about and lamenting for several months but not doing anything about.
I got cards and well wishes from lyr, timespirit, kaleecat, and decynthus (who also sent me some replacement photos for my fridge magnets: Alfred and bb!Bruce, Lucifer, and bb!Groot), and sallymn.
executrix sent me an amazing package full of all my favorites: books, notebooks, perfume, and some killer new clothes.
Looking forward to seeing what 38 brings.
Resource credit to: butterphil , princessbloomy , emonet25 & iconraven
The Abominable Bride
Pairing: Can be read as Gen or Daniel/Jack
“Please, Daniel, I’m begging, telling me you’re just yanking my chain,” Jack begged.
“What reason would I have to lying to you about this?” Daniel asked.
“You’ve never…as in never, ever…used a yoyo? You never walked the dog or went around the world?” Jack did all he could to keep the shock out of his voice but wasn’t able to.
“No. I’ve never used a yoyo,” Daniel answer. His forehead creased in puzzlement. “And what does walking a dog or going around the world have to do with it?”
Jack’s shock grew and he stared at Daniel, his mouth hanging open. “They’re tricks,” he finally said. He shook his head slightly and mumbled to himself, “I can’t believe…just what kind of childhood did you have?” he asked before snapping his mouth closed. “Sorry…I didn’t mean it.”
Daniel shrugged off both the faux pas and apology. “It’s just a yoyo, Jack.”
“It is not just a yoyo,” Jack said aghast. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bright red one. “It’s an important skill and one I’m going to teach you.”
“Important skill,” Daniel asked skeptically. “And since when does a two star general, the head of Homeworld Security, go around carrying a yoyo in his pocket?”
“You have seen how boring some of those meetings I have to go to are, haven’t you?”
Daniel shrugged slightly conceding the point. “Still…important skill?”
“Yes, important skill. And I’m going to teach you.” Jack handed the yoyo over to Daniel. He watched as he turned it over and over in his hand like it was some kind of artifact he was trying to discover the use of. “For crying out loud,” Jack said as he took the yoyo back. “You look like you don’t even know what to do with it. Let me show you.” As he explained basic yoyoing, he also demonstrated. “You put the loop over your finger, let the yoyo drop and when it gets to the end of the string, snap your wrist so it comes back up the string.” He demonstrated a few more times before handing the yoyo to Daniel once again. “You try.”
“Ok,” Daniel agreed somewhat skeptically. “I put the loop on my finger,” he began repeating Jack’s instructions and trying to mimic what the other man had done. “Let it drop to the end of the string, then snap….” As he snapped his wrist, instead of the yoyo climbing back up the string, it wildly swung up making contact with Daniel’s glasses with cracking sound. “…my wrist,” Daniel finished through gritted teeth as he looked through a cracked lens.
Jack reached for the yoyo and took it back before it could cause any other chaos. “Um…maybe it’s not really a life skill.” He pointed at Daniel’s glasses as he backed slowly away. “You know, that pair never did look good on you,” he said then beat a hasty retreat out of Daniel’s office.
“What’s with the long face?” Jack asked as Daniel shut the door behind him.
“I need new glasses,” Daniel explained.
“And…so…,” Jack prompted. “It’s not like that’s never happened before.”
Daniel dropped down to the couch and let out a frustrated sigh. “He said I need those progressive lenses.” Seeing the puzzled look on Jack’s face he further explained, “No-line bifocals.”
“I say again, and…so….” Jack said as he sat next to Daniel.
“So? So? So it means I’m getting old.” Daniel sat up straight gesturing with his hands. “Bi focals, Jack. Not just regular glasses. Bifocals because I’m getting old. I’m not ready for…” He was cut off when Jack grabbed him and pulled him into passionate kiss.
“Don’t feel old to me,” Jack said with a smirk when he let him go. He took in the bewildered look on Daniel’s face and reached to straighten his glasses. “Not old at all.”
“Um…what were we talking about?” Daniel asked before pulling Jack in for another kiss.