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Sep. 20th, 2022 12:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stitchwhichThe Kingdom of Atlantia had its University event this past weekend. The first set of classes were in-person at a small school on Saturday while the second set were virtual on Sunday. The format works if you happen to live near the site but will likely mean missing out on some Sunday morning classes because of travel if you don't. I admit attending classes in person is much nicer. It is currently made difficult because of our mask requirements when our instructor's mouth is obscured or their quiet voice is muffled by their mask, especially hard for people who are not aware that they lip-read to make up for diminished hearing. As my poor husband found out in his classes on Western Mongolian clothing and Mongolian customs within a Ger (Yurt). His instructor was new to teaching and speaks with a soothing and quiet voice.
We got to the university session later than normal since we just were too tired at 5:00am to hit the road. We went back to bed and both of us woke up refreshed at 9:30, so we drove for three hours to reach it. It was worth the drive. I spent the afternoon "helping out at the University Store" aka reconnecting with two friends and, as ya do, we solved all the SCA problems ever while we talked and laughed. And there was hugging - I don't often but it was so nice to see friends in person.
The next day I took a lackluster class on the history of the College of Arms in the SCA which fulfilled our requirements for annual classes and then a fabulous one on the use and significance of cotton in Abbasid Persia. Many would think that was a dry class, maybe signing up for it expecting examples of fabric decoration styles or treatments but instead it was all about who could grow and market cotton, relative costs of the fabric and its grower's social standing, its importance over other fabrics as the Muslim faith began to supersede the previous religions, and the effect of the global cooling later in the period as well as the reestablishment of preferences for silk among certain groups of people within the population that then spread out into the stricter upper class. Fascinating.
We're making plans to attend an archery competition in a couple of weeks. It's during the Atlantian coronation of our new king and queen - people I don't know at all. That is so strange to me. It turns out that there was miscommunication between the archery marshal in charge and the folks who were helping him get everything organised, so now I am committed to sewing three pilgrim's bags to use as prizes. I'm a little irked that he didn't tell us that he had not lined up someone to make the things and here it is just a little under two weeks from the event, but I've got the fabric now and tomorrow I'll start sewing them together. It shouldn't take too long. Somehow I am going to have to impress on him that asking a craftsman to make something good enough to be prizes is not a task to put off until two weeks before the prizes need to be awarded. But luckily a Laurel in the local group had just taught a class on making the bags and this morning she dropped off one complete one (golden wool lined with scarlet), two different full-sized patterns, and a lovely purple wool someone had donated for the class which had not been used. I dragged the marshal with me to the fabric store this afternoon and he purchased the rest of the necessary materials. And we found, in the remnants bin, one yard of blue suede. It is very, very "heraldic blue" and has a nice soft hand feel. There was printed canvas duck available with a traditional Turkish fabric pattern stamped on it in blue and white which will be perfect for the lining. I expect that one will be the main prize. And he bought some silly holloween/thanksgiving printed fabric to be used to make a joke prize for one of the better-known archers. They do love to razz each other. The incoming Royals are adopting a "pilgrimage" motif for their reign and have arranged to have various badges be given out to attendees at select Kingdom-hosted events. There are six and they fit together to form a map with a river (or trail, whatever) between points of interest. It is a fun idea and I think people will enjoy gathering their "pilgrimage" badges. This FB post has pictures of the badges: https://www.facebook.com/duchessadelhait/posts/pfbid023PViKbLwArWS7mJJgNCEqBbNzZ9cYNHhEk2GwmVeb21dCenpAW3jgKLUNo55ZPN4l
Not related to any of this, do you remember me complaining* about my new PCP whose mantra seemed to be "well, you're just fat and that is the source of your woes"? It seems she is no longer employed by the medical group - and it's a BIG group, covering most of the commonwealth of Virginia. One day she was there as normal and the next day a nurse called to ask who I would like to replace her with as, she explained, "the doctor has moved on to, ah, other employment opportunities." So that is that.
*Actually, I complained in a different venue. But really - I was vacillating between sticking it out to teaching her new views and kicking her to the curb and finding a different primary physician.
We got to the university session later than normal since we just were too tired at 5:00am to hit the road. We went back to bed and both of us woke up refreshed at 9:30, so we drove for three hours to reach it. It was worth the drive. I spent the afternoon "helping out at the University Store" aka reconnecting with two friends and, as ya do, we solved all the SCA problems ever while we talked and laughed. And there was hugging - I don't often but it was so nice to see friends in person.
The next day I took a lackluster class on the history of the College of Arms in the SCA which fulfilled our requirements for annual classes and then a fabulous one on the use and significance of cotton in Abbasid Persia. Many would think that was a dry class, maybe signing up for it expecting examples of fabric decoration styles or treatments but instead it was all about who could grow and market cotton, relative costs of the fabric and its grower's social standing, its importance over other fabrics as the Muslim faith began to supersede the previous religions, and the effect of the global cooling later in the period as well as the reestablishment of preferences for silk among certain groups of people within the population that then spread out into the stricter upper class. Fascinating.
We're making plans to attend an archery competition in a couple of weeks. It's during the Atlantian coronation of our new king and queen - people I don't know at all. That is so strange to me. It turns out that there was miscommunication between the archery marshal in charge and the folks who were helping him get everything organised, so now I am committed to sewing three pilgrim's bags to use as prizes. I'm a little irked that he didn't tell us that he had not lined up someone to make the things and here it is just a little under two weeks from the event, but I've got the fabric now and tomorrow I'll start sewing them together. It shouldn't take too long. Somehow I am going to have to impress on him that asking a craftsman to make something good enough to be prizes is not a task to put off until two weeks before the prizes need to be awarded. But luckily a Laurel in the local group had just taught a class on making the bags and this morning she dropped off one complete one (golden wool lined with scarlet), two different full-sized patterns, and a lovely purple wool someone had donated for the class which had not been used. I dragged the marshal with me to the fabric store this afternoon and he purchased the rest of the necessary materials. And we found, in the remnants bin, one yard of blue suede. It is very, very "heraldic blue" and has a nice soft hand feel. There was printed canvas duck available with a traditional Turkish fabric pattern stamped on it in blue and white which will be perfect for the lining. I expect that one will be the main prize. And he bought some silly holloween/thanksgiving printed fabric to be used to make a joke prize for one of the better-known archers. They do love to razz each other. The incoming Royals are adopting a "pilgrimage" motif for their reign and have arranged to have various badges be given out to attendees at select Kingdom-hosted events. There are six and they fit together to form a map with a river (or trail, whatever) between points of interest. It is a fun idea and I think people will enjoy gathering their "pilgrimage" badges. This FB post has pictures of the badges: https://www.facebook.com/duchessadelhait/posts/pfbid023PViKbLwArWS7mJJgNCEqBbNzZ9cYNHhEk2GwmVeb21dCenpAW3jgKLUNo55ZPN4l
Not related to any of this, do you remember me complaining* about my new PCP whose mantra seemed to be "well, you're just fat and that is the source of your woes"? It seems she is no longer employed by the medical group - and it's a BIG group, covering most of the commonwealth of Virginia. One day she was there as normal and the next day a nurse called to ask who I would like to replace her with as, she explained, "the doctor has moved on to, ah, other employment opportunities." So that is that.
*Actually, I complained in a different venue. But really - I was vacillating between sticking it out to teaching her new views and kicking her to the curb and finding a different primary physician.
