Cleaning with Frigga

Yesterday I got to go home from work early because I work on Saturday. Usually I would just relax and enjoy the time off, and having the house to myself. It’s part of my weekend now after all since I have to work a half day on Saturday.

Nope, Frigga was having none of that. So I dusted my room (for the first time ever), vacuumed, cleaned my… umm….well I don’t really consider it an altar but it could be seen as one, and did a nice bit of laundry.

Having my room nice and clean, I decided I’d share some of the highlights of my room.

My non altar?
My non altar?

I have quite a few crystals, not all of them are set up here. If you want to know what ones are sitting there, I can list them off. The candle I had dedicated to Frigga (I engraved her name in runes into it) is currently lit. The pink one is my Freya candle, and the other one that is red but you can see very well is for Thor.

My little snow flakes are for Skadi, but she is still MIA. That is a Pink Himalayan Salt Lamp
You can see Thor’s candle a little better here. Also engraved his name in runes, but obviously you can’t see that.


It’s still a bit of a mess. It’s from all ash going everywhere from my incense. That particular incense holder is actually pretty old. Got it quite a while before the Norse path called to me, and at that time I had a bit of an obsession with Ankhs.

This is hanging up on my wall next to my bed
This is hanging up on my wall next to my bed


Hanging above my bed.
Hanging above my bed.
My necklaces, only about four of them I ever wear anymore.
My necklaces and two of my bracelets. Only about four of the necklaces get worn anymore.

Yes that is an Everstar necklace for the fellow geeks that recognize it. The greyish/black necklace is Hematite. The one on the far right is commonly known as the Samulet. If you watch Supernatural you should recognize it. The tan band is a bracelet called “Irish Blessing” It has a claddagh, Celtic cross, and a little green gem. And in case you can’t tell that little orange ball looking thing is a gold pumpkin with a gold leaf.


My funko! pop collection.

Picture on the left, starting from the left is Charlie, Sam, Dean and Crowley. My supernatural collection. Almost finished, I just need Castiel. In the background you can see my toy laser gun (I’m an adult I swear!) and one box of my Magic cards.

The right picture is Merida and Batman (obviously). That little picture in the background is a panting from my best friend of Chibi Dean and a brown wolf that is mostly hidden.


I also collect masquerade masks.

That blue thing is an Xbox 360 controller
That blue thing is an Xbox 360 controller

The man abs you see if a picture of Dean Winchester (aka Jensen Ackles) which was a present. The husky/wolf in the middle was a present from my mom, the small one I bought myself, and the larger one my older sister bought for me. The Iron Man mask was originally going to be a present for Fen. It looked like crap when I bought it, so I repainted it. Then Fen broke a promise (again) and I decided to keep it for myself. Iron Man is my favorite Marvel superhero. The head piece he is wearing is from my younger brother’s Madrigal. Madrigal is like a mini ren faire type performance that his choir does every year. I thought Iron Man needed to be pretty.

So there you have it folks. An unasked for peak into my life.

More Feminist Stuff Part 1- Topless Wednesday?

So I’m going to touch on a few things that have been brought to my attention from my more-feminist-than-me friend.

We worked together at Wal-Mart. Everyone called her my work girlfriend. We were pretty close, but sometimes she can be a bit of an acquired taste.

I say she is more feminist than me for a couple of reasons. Feminist issues are about half if not more of the stuff she posts on Facebook, where in with me most of my stuff is Supernatural, Lord of the Rings/Hobbit, Batman or Ironman related. I do sometime go on what I life to call feminist-issue-posting sprees. Usually happens when I’m going through Upworthy.

Let’s start this thing!

First, she started with her profile picture being her topless and only covering her chest with her arm (something I can’t do without flashing all the little children, my arm simply isn’t big enough). It wasn’t her trying to be sexy or just get male attention. It was a statement on equality. It’s a part of the whole topless women movement. Women feel they should have the same right as men in their choice of clothing, i.e. they can go out topless in public without being hit with public indecency charges.

Personally, I don’t subscribe to this. Let me explain first that I have no issue with women wanting to go around topless. I just won’t be joining in on that. My problem with this form of wanting equality is it really is based in a belief that men and women are the same.


Yes we deserve equal right but we are not the same and it goes down into your DNA. Now, with everything there are exceptions to the rule and that would be anyone who falls under the genderqueer umbrella. If you asked someone who was born male but identifies as a woman, or vice versa would tell you there is a definite difference between the genders or they wouldn’t need to differentiate that they are not the gender they were born as. Genderfluid people are different, but not everyone is genderfluid.

There is one area where I have a bit of mixed feelings about this particular issue, and that is breast-feeding. I believe women shouldn’t be shamed for breast-feeding in public. This is an incredibly natural thing, yet people act like it’s disgusting. The baby needs to be fed, and that is the most healthy and nutritional (assuming the mother is taking care with what she puts in her body) way for that baby to be fed.

Again, if women want to go around topless, that’s their choice. I won’t participate and here is why. For me, my body is special. Only certain people get to see it. That is my personal choice. Now, I don’t exactly dress all that modestly (though compared to some women I might as well be Amish, but it’s their body, their choice on how much they want to show). I do show a little cleavage, and on the rare occasion, a little leg. That is what I am comfortable with. My feeling is if everyone gets to see it, there is no meaning behind it. It’s an intimate thing. When I choose to share my body with someone, it means they have something that others don’t, whatever it is that caused that connection between us.  However, if I have children, I would want to be able to breast feed my child whenever it is needed. Yes, breast-feeding is an intimate thing too. Not in the sexual way (the over sexualization of the female body is what causes breast-feeding to become something that is almost taboo) but in the way that is closeness, a bonding between a mother and her child. Something very special. The fact of the matter is, when a woman becomes a mother, her body isn’t the same. That is not a bad thing. The need women feel to fit in the societal view of women as sexual creatures causes some women to resent their children for “ruining their body”. No hun, your body is not ruined, just changed. You have changed into a mother, and personally, I think that makes you more beautiful. If your man thinks your body is ruined, he isn’t a man but a child that still needs to grow up. He doesn’t deserve a beautiful woman such as yourself.

The difference between being just topless as a woman and breastfeeding in public? Context. I’ll say it one more time, I have no problem with women wanting to be topless in public, but the true difference between that and breastfeeding is one is just for being comfortable or considered equal and the other is taking care of another human being. A human being that depends on you completely.

It’s kind of a complicated subject for me. Fact is, if you are a woman and want to be able to be topless in public, I’m ok with that (last time I’ll say it I promise). I personally though, will only fight for the right to breastfeed when it is needed without needing to hide it.

This ended up being a little longer than I originally intended, so I will be breaking these up into several posts.

Happy Thor’s Day

So it’s that lovely time of the week, sometimes known as Friday Eve. It’s so close to the end of the week that you could almost taste the weekend but it just isn’t there yet.


This is also the day that Thor tends to be most active with me. We have this agreement that I wear red every Thursday. Technically I wear it everyday since he talked me into dying a small chunk of my bangs red, but I like the way it looks with my black hair so it works out.

At the moment I’m kind of stalling. Trying to decide what particular topic I want to talk about next. Unfortunately I have a tendency to have fifty-million subjects running around in my head at any given time. It’s why I have a tendency to jump subjects a lot in conversations and end up totally lost in the area of “completely unrelated to the original topic“.

Got to watch my America Horror Story: Freak Show last night. I’m going to be honest, kind of disappointed with this season. Just isn’t as scary and messed up as it used to be. Last season, The Coven, was my favorite. That season wasn’t all that scary either but the plot line was good (in my opinion). I don’t know. One of my favorite shows is slowly going down hill.

My all time favorite show Supernatural just about killed me this week. I hate mid-season finales so much! I can’t wait a whole damn month with these cliff hangers. UGH! The Flash is just as bad. I almost screamed at the end of the episode (don’t worry, won’t give spoilers.) All I got to say is if you haven’t watched CW’s new show The Flash, all I have to say is: Do it! Do it right meow! So good. Especially if you like The Arrow, though The Flash is a lot more…..I don’t know.. light-hearted? Not quite as dark.

I’ll be posting a couple more as soon as I swim through my sea of the thoughts and pull out the topics for today.