Goodbye 2024

This is not, perhaps, my most coherent post, but I felt the need to reflect a little on this tumultuous year.

The year was full of highs and lows. The lowest by far being the death of my partner, Jackie. The highest, being able to spend time with friends in both Eureka and Palm Desert. Second on the low list would be having a stroke and on the high list it would be attending a flower-making conference in Portland and connecting with the people there.

I bought a new house and had lots of things to do to it and yet still haven’t had even one offer on my old house. This is a long time to be paying for two places!

I have spent much of the year getting physical therapy for a SI joint problem. Then switched the physical therapy for speech and voice therapy to deal with the aftereffects of the stroke. I’ve had to have two new crowns put in and a tooth extracted and a bridge put in. In the summer, I found out I had some sleep apnea and have since been learning to sleep only on my sides. After monitoring my heart after the stroke, it turns out I have some atrial fibrillation; I go in for a chemical stress test next week to check that out further. To bring the year to a close, I found out yesterday that the reason for my vision problems over the last few months is that my eyelids are drooping to the point I need surgery to lift them.

And yet I feel good. I am happy in my new place. Physically, I actually feel quite fine. While walking any great distance isn’t that comfortable, I am able to use my rowing machine on a regular basis. I miss both my mom and Jackie tremendously but I’m gradually learning to get along without them.

I hope to visit my friends again throughout the next year. And I hope to get at least one real vacation in. And I hope you and yours find 2025 to be an improvement over 2024.

Immersed in an RPG

I’ve enjoyed playing a number of RPGs (Role-Playing Games) over the years. I’m old enough to remember when they consisted of typing “turn left” and “open the door” and receiving some text-based response to tell me what I found.

The first really stunning graphic-based game I played was “Myst” back in 1993. It was beautiful for its time, but quite static. The company Sierra put out a lot of animated looking games and provided hours of fun. Then, in the 2000s, computers and graphics cards became robust enough to create worlds that could be explored on one’s own terms rather than having to follow a linear plot.

I prefer games that concentrate on storylines and characters as opposed to shoot-em-ups and over the years I’ve enjoyed most of the Fallout series and the Elder Scrolls series. But by far my favorites have been BioWare’s Mass Effect and Dragon Age series. The first Mass Effect came out in 2007 and the first Dragon Age in 2009 and I have played every game in both the series.

Because these games are so involved, they don’t come out very often. There have only been 4 main games in the Mass Effect universe. The 4th game in the Dragon Age series just came out this Halloween. I waited a bit to buy it, knowing I would probably become quite immersed in it, but then it went on sale for a mere $39 and I bought it on December 16th and installed it on the 17th.

It took BioWare 10 YEARS to complete “Dragon Age, The Veilguard”. If you’ve ever played one of these games, you’ll understand the huge amount of effort that goes into making these programs. Frankly, I don’t know they do it.

All of which is to say that so far, I have clocked just under 75 hours in the game since the 17th. I’m estimating I’m probably 1/2 to 2/3s through. So if you don’t see much from me for another little while, it’s because I’m off in the northern realms of Thedas trying to figure out how my little team is going to bring down 2 rogue gods!

Vocal Coaching

Since my little stroke I have been working with a speech therapist. He has had me doing all sorts of lip exercises and reading Dr. Seuss tongue-twister books aloud. My pronunciation and intonation are basically back to normal.

As a result of the lip exercises, I can now sneer and curl my lip! I guess I never felt the need for those expressions before because it took me several weeks of work to be able to lift my upper lip — not because of the stroke, but because I’ve never used my upper lip that way. I still can only do it reliably by looking in a mirror.

What still hasn’t gotten much better is my singing ability. So yesterday I had my first session with a “voice” therapist as opposed to my “speech” therapist. I felt my voice was different than before and she confirmed that it is, indeed, just a bit lower than would be expected.

Then they looked at my vocal cords while I made various noises (having a tube threaded through my nose was a bit disconcerting, but not painful). Sure enough, one side is just not working as well as the other. I now have my first month of voice sessions set up. They seem to think whatever is wrong is fixable. It would be very nice to be able to sing along to songs again without cringing at the sound I produce!

Baklava

I made baklava yesterday. It’s the first time I’ve made it in two years, maybe three. My mom and I always baked a batch at Christmas time to give to various friends and neighbors. I didn’t make any last year as mom had just died* recently and I had been gone part of December and I didn’t have the heart or the time for it.

As I was putting it together yesterday, I realized that this is the first time I’ve made it without my mom’s help/supervision. I was a bit rusty at it, but I believe it is edible. I do think I’m going to have to calibrate my oven temperature, though, as it seemed to take too long to bake.

Walnuts and pistachios are common in baklava, but mom and I always made ours with a half and half mixture of pecans and almonds. Also, all the sweetness comes from drizzling honey over the baklava rather than a sugar syrup.

It didn’t turn out perfectly, but the piece I ate was certainly enjoyable. I’m going to be comfortable handing it out to my neighbors, at least.

*Is “died” too harsh a word here? I always feel a bit odd using euphemisms like “passed away”.

More Holiday Music

Because my mother loved Christmas music, I have accumulated quite an eclectic mixture of Holiday albums over the years. She favored the more traditional “Christmas music” while I tried to mix in “Holiday music” or at least instrumental versions of the standards.

I started playing my holiday play list for her the day after Thanksgiving and ended on New Year’s Day. That’s a lot of hours so I kept expanding my collection so as not to have too many repeats. A few, like the Trans Siberia Orchestra albums were not to her taste, so this year my play list has changed once again as I have added some items (and deleted some others that I find just too “treacly”).

Here’s a link to one of the songs that she just didn’t appreciate as much as I do. Click the link, scroll down to the video of “Sugar and Booze” and enjoy!

https://www.anagasteyer.com/

Another Holiday Tradition

My personal tradition each year is to listen to Trans-Siberian Orchestra’s Christmas albums. For the most part, their songs were not something quite to my mom’s taste, so I never played the whole albums for her. It just become my own little custom to take a few moments to listen to each album straight through sometime in December. I just now listened to the first one while making some flowers.

My favorite song on their “Christmas Eve and Other Stories” is “An Angel Returned”. I love the “Kyrie among nations” chorus. You should listen to the song on YouTube if you don’t know it.

An odd tradition for a very non-religious person, but, hey, we’re all full of contradictions!

An Angel Returned

An angel returned
That night through the sky
But time it was short
He had to decide

And so as he flew
Back over the land
A gift for his Lord
Was there in his hand

It was the glow of a light
It was the heart of a song
It was the tear of a child
Where they never belonged
It was the wish of a soul
On an old neon light
And the Lord smiled at him
On that cold winter night

Hear the bells ring through the night
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Here as they ring through the night

Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Hear the bells ring through the night

Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Hear as they ring through the night

Listen to the bells as they ring
Listen to the message they bring
Listen to the sound
As they sing as one voice in the night

Hoping that we’ll all understand
Every dream is there in our hands
And for every bell
Let them ring all through the night

Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Hear the bells ring through the night

Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Here as they ring through the night

Listen to the bells as they ring
Listen to the message they bring
Listen to the sound as they sing
As one voice in the night

Hoping that we’ll all understand
Every dream is there in our hands
And for every bell
May they ring all through your life

Songwriters: Paul O’neill, John Oliva.