Jun. 13th, 2005

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I'm afraid that I waited long enough that Tegan might not find her Inverview questions so I'm going to write them here. 'Twon't hurt my feelings if you skip this part:
1 - If you could spend one year being the elbow-sidekick of any person in history, who would it be and why did you choose them?
2 - I know that you're dealing with pain that keeps you from the art you love right now... what do you plan on doing once you can pick your torch back up (other than teach at Pennsic)?
3 - If you could take a person from history and adopt them as a baby *now*, knowing their path *then*, who would you want to parent?
4 - Do you recycle?
5 - Which color(s) do you find the most restful and which ones the most jarring in areas around you (or to wear)?


Okay, that's done. The weekend was quiet. I, of course, am directly responsible for the lack of rain at Highland River Melees because knowing that it *always* rains and deciding that I believed the forecast (thunderstorms) and didn't want to day-trip it with a 4-5 hour drive through that ... I stayed home. And there was no rain. Of course. Arn tells me that it only rains when I attend. But I went to Sapphire this year and didn't last year or the year before, so I think his corrolation may be off.

It's all Aldis' fault. I was embroidering on a Roman Tunica 'just for fun' because I was avoiding doing anything useful for a while when she called and we visited like old school chums. And now I'm all fired up and have been sewing my Viking garb again. While still grafting out the needlepoint cushion I'm going to make and also getting some guy-garb done for a friend who has been waiting far too long for his clothes. But the hangerroc has place of honor on the kitchent table (my work area. What, you thought it was for *food*?) next to my most recent read-it-again fantasy book, my medicine for the seasonal sinus infection (pray for me - I go to the allergist for my very first allergy tests on the 30th. Whoopie. I don't think) and my - - cherries! Yes, cherries, Ladies and Gentlemen, are in season again! It's tome to eat, to munch, to savour, to pick our few other dining delights by whether or not they accompany cherries well. Ah, yes, glorious, juicy, flavorful cherries. I LOVE this time of year! Just after they start to get rare, it will be berry season. Yum.

Arn's making two oak benches for our SCA life. I shudder to think. now, I don't mind oak. In fact, I think it's darn beautiful. But it's heavy and expensive and a total waste to use it to make benches specifically to leave around the baronial fire pit at Pennsic. And to think that back-damaged me or any of the barely 5-and-a-half-foot-tall women in my camping group are going to be able to move, much less put together, either of this benches. But after my intial questions about his project and his blowing-off of my concerns, I've shut up. Because that's what spouses do in such situations.

Besides, they're going to look really, really grand as replacement seating at my kitchen table right after Arn figures out that I'm right.

Heh. Oak. If he goes with the tung oil finish that he's considering, they should be about the same color as our teakwood table.


So who am I to tweak the genius with the power tools?

*grin*
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