Well that was embarrassing...

Have you ever had one of those periods of time where you feel just a bit out of touch with everything around you? Where you spend more time sleeping than doing much of anything else? Yeah.

So this weekend is our baronial birthday. Was I any help? No. Didn't feel well, was fighting off an infection, didn't want to move. I sat the troll by myself just to (mostly) stay out of the way. But as the afternoon passed, I was feeling more the thing and started looking forward to heralding court. This is what is known as "The Divine Set-up". Yes, the line following this would be "and now I'll just turn in my Herald's Card". Urg.

( Herein is girly TMI mixed with How to Ruin Your Baron and Baroness's Day )

I'm home now. I left my friends and family as they were getting ready to eat a scrumptious 3-course feast and I drove home. I'm showered now, medicated, and my clothes are in the washing machine. Calz Chicken Wings has been called and I'll soon be comfort-fooding myself through a chapter or two of a good book and then I'm going to wrap myself around a heating pad and go to bed.

With luck, this will pass by morning so I can at least help tear down the camp and hear the stories about the fun they had this evening. There's bardic entertainment during feast that should continue through the evening and since it's a wet site, I'm sure everyone will have a lovely time.

But damn, I am still turning in my Herald's Card.