I would like to begin today’s meanderings, and my view of the world around me, with an apology. I put up a late night update recently because I was so excited that some folks in Missouri were not bashing their LGBT students, they were reaching out to help them. In the end it kind of looked like I was trying to drum up donations for a school I couldn’t even locate on a map if you pointed my finger for me. Sorry if that message was misconstrued. Just needed to address this issue, and I will need to address it until children are no longer killing themselves. You are all perfectly capable of clicking on the Dan Savage link and seeing the news there yourselves, so I will try and restrain myself (no promises though, I’m fairly militant where gay rights/human rights are concerned, especially when those rights spill over into the lives of kids).
Second public service announcement of the day: it has also been brought to my attention that not everyone knows how to pronounce my new website name. (If you have been reading here for any length of time you are aware of my deficiencies, and how I am unable to link back to previous posts, so go poke around in the History Quilt and find the ones about our new domain and my spirit guide.) Ready for the refresher course? UrthaLun, just like Earth and Moon, as in Earth-uh Loon. (The loon part makes my adult children laugh, pretty much every time.)
Now, on with the erranding events du jour. My son was not feeling well today, and since I was going to be downtown ANYway, 
I told him I’d pick up his laundry. I also picked up a sammich for him (and his father, and me, but more about that later). J.D. lives in a super cool and way historic building. 
It was built in 1902 and much of the old parts have been kept, even after they added two more stories to the top (in around the 1930′s I think). 
These stairs are kind of leaning to one side, which is sort of fun, but then, I’m a history geek. 
They have something called a Mezzanine level, and we haven’t really figured out why, but this picture was taken from there, looking down into the lobby.
It probably has to do with the fact that these floors were originally offices. When they converted them to apartments they left many of the doors in place, and the fun windows on top, even though they don’t actually lead inside anymore. This one does. 
When I take his clean clothes back tonight, I’ll be delivering his quilt too. I finally finished the cover.
Perfectly half-assed, just the way we all expected it to turn out.
This is what I brought home for myself. Ya know, just a few snacks. 
I raided the day-old basket of the coffee cart in front of our library (I told you had to be downtown), and took my kid a min-loaf of banana bread. These cupcakes were calling to me, I couldn’t very well leave them there. All alone. And sad.
In our travels around the card altar we have returned to Doreen’s Archangel Oracle Deck, and I think this one will be beneficial to us all.
“Claircognizance ~ Archangel Uriel: Pay attention to thoughts and ideas that come to you, as they are answered prayers.
You have prayed and asked for answers, and they have come to you in the form of repetitive thoughts telling you to take steps and make changes. Don’t discount your thoughts, or think they are just dreams or common knowledge. Your thoughts are tuned to high frequencies right now, and are trustworthy inspirations. All great inventions, new businesses, and inspired teachings stem from this same Universal source of wisdom. You are tapped in to that Divine wisdom right now, and it is important to notice and record your thoughts. Then act upon these answers!”
