Aug. 23rd, 2006

stitchwhich: (kokopelli)
In a few minutes I am leaving to go deliver Pennsic camping equipment to their owner, and incidently, to have lunch with her, too. Stuff out of the truck + lunch with a good friend = an afternoon to look forward to!

To those kind gentlemen who replied to my maudlin (and now erased) midnight post - thank you. I wrote, then went to bed only to find that I just couldn't leave such a sorry thing up there and manage to sleep at the same time. So I climbed back out of bed, re-booted the laptop (cursing the s-l-o-w-n-e-s-s of Window's wake-up routine all the while) and found that there were three responses already there. I'm rather embarrassed that I had such an almost-public sorry moment but completely lightened with gratitude that I have such good friends. Even if one of them qualifies as a son, too. (Thanks, Shawn!)

So. Donning my 'delivery boy' hat, I am off to the other side of town to save a woman from her harried hubby!*


*He leaves tomorrow for a three-week aviation event, himself. I'm glad they got a week, almost, together between their two hobby-camping events.
stitchwhich: (Oh - shiny)
While putting away things brought home from Pennsic and/or the commissary, I discovered a safely-put-away package of red licorice. Not "strawberry", not "cherry" - red. That distinctive flavor that cannot be described but is quite well known. Did you know that the flavor once came from plants only found in the Amazon basin? Somehow I'm sure they found another source, since the easiest way to find the candy nowadays is to find a "Amish Candy" stand and I'm SURE that the Amish aren't buying flavorings from Amazon Indians.

Well, no, wait - maybe so. Who knows with today's middlemen being who they are?

So. Got the rest of the camping stuff unloaded from the truck and Arn's bed re-built in the spare room. We switched it around - just for the fun of it - and now we'll see if either one of us can stand sleeping in that direction when the other one hogs the bed/snores us out of the bedroom. I delivered the traveling load of camping stuff to its owner and had a lovely chat in her fabric store's break room. (Lunch!) Then there was a quick trip to the commissary, where I found what looked like green peppers on Growth drugs (the size of Arni's fists, doubled!), which inspires, nay - dictates - stuffed peppers for dinner tomorrow or Friday. Definitely. At this size, I could feed Arn and I with one. These things are bigger than acorn squash. Or cantelopes, just about. The fruit stand was being stocked so now we have a basket on the kitchen table for snatch-and-grabs. Yum. I slurped my way through a recorded episode of "Bones" thanks to a sloppy, juicy orange. Heh. That was odd. "Well, doctor, what do you make of this bone dust in the vent systems?" [slurp] "I'm fairly sure that our lab will be proving that illegal bone harvesting was occuring here." [insert sucking, smacking, slurping sounds] Then hear "Terri! Cut that out! Go eat in the kitchen until you're done with that!"

"Yes, dear." He he he...

It could have been worse. I could have been eating it while we were watching NCIS's "Bubonic Plague" episode.

I'm still alternating between mild sadness and regret/being okay. It'll pass. If there's one thing I've been forced to learn over the years, it's that hearts heal, especially when there is compassion for those who spark the pain. But I can't help feeling a deep regret that what I thought was possible was too... I don't know, seemingly boring, I guess, to even try for. I can't not be who I am, don't really want to be, but sometimes I envy the people who are all on the surface and don't keep their fire banked in public. I have always enjoyed the exploration of the richness of a private person - it is my mistake to think that others do to. Good gravy! How silly. How - simplistic.

So hey, that's that. Things continue apace here. I've grown bored with the look of my bedroom... it has been 15 years since I decorated it and in all that time, I've only changed the bedspread. So I've been thinking of what I want to do to it - nothing major, I haven't messed with it mostly because I already like it, but still - time for new curtains, at least. I found some fabric that looks like flowers done in an art-deco stained glass. Dark, deep, and lovely. With that on the top of each window, I have only to come up with something to hang on the sides ("english rose" colored blinds are the real curtains so the fabric is just for framing, as it were). And then, it's time to consider making a quilt, I think, for the bed. Something that continues the idea of deeply stained glass while soft and inviting. I must think on it.

We haven't decided if Coronation is in the cards or not - something about two days of unpacking Pennsic stuff isn't conducive to contemplation of further travel. Viking Thynge might happen, though, just so I can see my khanate, I think, and eat good early-period food. Cynara tells me that Kate is making baked salmon and home-made sausages. I've tasted those sausages... yum. Again. (Huh! I should shorten the title of this entry to "Yum". And here I lost weight at Pennsic.)

Tomorrow.... state sticker acquisition, then base sticker procurement, then - the making of the appointment with the trainer at the base gym. I am determined not to huff and puff the next time I climb to the back door of my tent at Pennsic. And kneeling. I think it'd be nice to be able to do that again. It makes pounding stakes SO much easier. Not to mention its recreational purposes. *cough* (If you are a guy, pretend you didn't read that.)
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