Winter undoes my summer, summer undoes my winter.

Voi vittu, Muumi!

[prevailing-westerly]

You can call me Neimi. I own a tent, I don't like new pants, and I make people listen to my music. To check the boxes: ND, NB, any pronouns fit. I’m damn old, born when the previous century didn’t even think of ending. I’m a movie translator and a barista, and I really like it. I make latte art in Riga. 

Knowing that in a year I won’t be able to remember what my life was now, I keep this blog as a personal diary. This is not my secret internet personality or something. I also need to practice my written English, so. Besides general rants and sky photos I ramble about: 

#maailma - places I’ve been to 

particularly fond of #portugal #london and #riga

my house and garden #neimidalen

#hair flare - my ponderings about rock music, and random displays from my coffeeshop playlists #coffee&kickass playlist

#wannabe athlete - my adventures in the world of various sports

#elizabethneimi art - my art, fanart mostly

#me clueing for looks - I love dressing and decorating myself but not like a pretty girl, more like an androgynous-rockstar-on-chill-wearing-mismatched-sneakers vibe. I love it enough to run a sideblog @me-clueing-for-looks

I’m also a sucker for #little things and #hopepunk ofc. There is a hope, I have checked.

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I also write Moomin fanfics, particularly young adult Snufmin, post-November, based on the original books. I choose to be a little unconventional and a little inconvenient. My Moomin!verse isn’t so feral or bucolic; I rather like to push them out of the usual conditions, and into the real world. Of course, there is slash.

These are my works on AO3

WARNING: strong language and intimate intercourse present. All my fics are rated mature, my characters are of age, and you too, try to be 18+ at least mentally.

[damndorothea]

i saw this somewhere else but reply / tag what you did today so everyone can see that we all did something different today

[prevailing-westerly]

Saw such a cool tortoise sky today!

Also, a more urban version.

[jeanfrancoisrey]

Le soleil se lève éclairant coquelicots et graminées…

[prevailing-westerly]

To manage things at home I need to be at home. To manage things at work I need to be at work. So many years into it, and I still don't know how to be in control. So often I feel unhappy about silly mundane crap, irritated, overloaded and overwhelmed out of my brain.

It's not like constantly being in control is necessary but out of control feels very wrong too.

Little things:

- water running in the wc when you've just laid on the couch

- stepping into a small puddle of unknown liquid on the floor

- several messages dropping into various inboxes simultaneously

- kid singing at the table with his mouth full

- kid making unknown noise in the kitchen and I can't go and see

- hearing someone chew

- no socks in the drawer

- no clean bra when I have to go out in five

- waking up too early and knowing I won't be able to go back to sleep

- people piling up at cashdesk, orders piling up in application, dishes piling up on the counter

- team not sending their requests for next week

- gas indicator light coming up in my car

- kid talking over when I'm on the phone

- hands like rubbish and having to choose between sleep and manicure

- not finding decent food in the fridge and stuffing up on random craps getting heartburn instead of satiation

- realizing I don't like my outfit and not being able to go back and change

Wow, I don't have to scrape for bad little things, I could go on and on but I have to go to work.

UPD But then again, it's a damn nice feeling when the painkiller kicks in, and the dormant migraine lets me go.

[prevailing-westerly]

At least we're done with the 4th grade. His only high grade is in English. It's also the only discipline I haven't kept my eye on constantly.

[prevailing-westerly]

May pic drop, just add color.

[prevailing-westerly]

My song of the month.

Bauhaus, Telegram Sam

'The weirdest fucker I'd ever seen,' my partner said. Yeah, the warmer and nicer it gets, the weirder the music.

[prevailing-westerly]

And then etherealmishi posted this 👆 on Insta

As turned out, in 1988 none other than Buck-Tick made a remake, or a song heavily influenced by this Bauhaus's cover of T.Rex's 'Telegram Sam'.

[prevailing-westerly]

Guess what I've been doing on this day off? If you think I was searching for some lilac luck while listening to frogs, you wouldn't be wrong. I always have a couple of very particular wishes in my mind when I'm looking for a five-petal flower. And there is usually a couple of friends I particularly think of and find one for them, especially in this bush that rarely produces this five-petal anomaly. If my kids happen to be around when I find one, I happily give it to them. 'What about me?' my partner asked. Don't get me wrong, I'd share it if he was around too, but in fact, nope, I won't be looking for it to specifically give it to him. I'm his lucky fucking lilac.

[aichu-dechu]

[prevailing-westerly]

Same places, different season.

The young fir-trees have grown taller.

[baursakpenkulpinai]

[soberscientistlife]

I like this-a whole lot

[full-metal-femme]

Back when I was in school there were teachers that would go out of their way to stop kids from doodling. My brother was a perfect example - the most fucking adhd kid to have ever deficited an attention - smart as hell but got tarred with the brush of being "difficult" from day one. It was the mid 90's so it was all quite new when he started but by the time he was in high school in early 00's there really wasn't an excuse for teachers to be ignorant of it but, alas, some teachers are cunts.

When you got tagged as being a "problem child" back then, it would follow you through your whole school career, and every. little. thing. you did would be picked on and punished, to force an otherwise good kid to feel like they were bad all the time (why are you being like this? Why are you choosing to misbehave?). Things that anyone else would get away with would be an offence worthy of calling your parents. Honestly I wonder how any kid could go through that treatment and not be driven insane by it (maybe this is why they say autistic kids have such a sense of injustice?).

The one thing that could help my brother back then was doodling - he'd doodle all over everything and still achieve everything the class taught, but those fucking teachers who dug their heels in made his school life hell. We are in Scotland and one teacher was flipped the fuck out out because he drew some guns for a video game he was designing and she thought somehow he was going to shoot up the school. In Scotland. With all those guns that we have just lying around 🤷🏻‍♀️

Instead of just letting a kid fidget and get on with their life, they'd pull him out of class, phone our parents in for meetings, detention, the whole fucking 9, all the while disrupting his (and all the other kids in his class) education. Just because they were stubborn old dogs who refused to learn new tricks, they couldn't let that sleeping dog lie.

I often think about how different his life could have been without those full adults bullying and abusing an innocent, neurodiverse kid. He's all good now, but to be made to survive in spite of it instead of just trusting him... I'd slap every one of them if I met them in the street.

It gives me such joy and hope to see that we might just finally be getting over that bullshit. Kids are incredible and we need to trust them and let them grow into people in a safe environment, instead of destroying their lives over being a little bit jittery.

Plus, knitting is more useful that 90% of what i learned in class anyway 🤷🏻‍♀️

[wildbeautifuldamned]

Vtg Lisbon Antiga Portugal Hand Painted Tile Signed Tino 6 x 3 Wall Decor ebay elizmi_6276

[spin-the-wheel-polls]

you have this superpower! BUT you have this side-effect

is it worth it?

yes!!

the side effect is bad but ITS WORTH IT

meh it's okay

the side effect makes it unusable/not worth it

Results/option I didn't think of

Voting ended onMay 20

[prevailing-westerly]

More duck stories!!!

We had a guest this morning. We're all ill, so I began my day by loudly whispering from my bed at my partner who was in the kitchen: 'Who's quacking like crazy all the time?' He hadn't even heard any quacking.

My youngest began his day by yelling: 'Mom, there's a duckling in my room!' First, I thought a cat brought him in, but no, he WALKED in on his own. Of course, we caught him and put into a cat carrier until we know what to do. And right then we saw his mom sitting on the neighbor's house roof and quacking like crazy. It was her I'd heard before. But well, none of us speaks duck, so we didn't know how to let her know he is here, and she flew away.

After that he managed to escape the carrier, luckily, I saw it, and put him back. Then my partner and I had to roam the adjacent streets up to the river in hope of finding the duck-mom, but she was nowhere to be seen. Then I spent a couple of hours in my bedroom with the duckling reading the internet about the situation. Well, what I found out was best to do, is to take him to a duck family with the young of the same age.

There were, like, three adult ducks at the riverbank, and it was pretty clear, if there are families with the young, they're hiding somewhere where we can't see them. You can't give a duckling to an adult duck either, they won't accept him. Well, I've come up with an idea of trying to give some food to the ducks we saw at the riverbank in hope that some duckling would come out as well.

You know what? We began feeding them, and there was the only one duck-mom with two little ones! While I distracted the adults with the food, my partner let out our little guest, and he instantly ran into the reed along with his two peers.

Just a moment later, mom joined them as well. I think there's a huge chance it was his actual mom. And that this little family was walking from our neighborhood up to the river, like some weird ducks who nest in someone's backyard, do. And one of the three ducklings got separated on their way, and accidentally walked into our house at that rare moment when our dog or cats didn't see him, but our son did (the chance of catching such a moment is actually very slight!). And we all three were home to help. And that his mom with his siblings were at the riverbank when we came looking for them. It's amazing how many tiny chances one small duckling needs to make this big day!

I wish I had taken a photo.

[prevailing-westerly]

I'm working on Mother's Day for 2x rate because apparently children are expensive. But here's some mom stuff.

1. Mom bod 2. Mom fit

3. Mom van

4. Mom jeans

5. Pet mom

6. Boy mom 7. Girl mom

8. My mom (in her 40s, so, like I am now)

She calls this photo 'I talk about art'.

I have one I call 'I talk about rock'n'roll'.

(it's pretty old though, I haven't smoked in ages, but I still wear this leather jacket all the time, and it has lost a lot of its color)

[belzebubsofficial]

Happy Mother’s Day to all you celebrating today 🙌