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sniffle sniff cough
2005-05-11 - 2:04 p.m.
Funerals are always a mixture of joy and grief. Joy at seeing
friends and loved ones. Joy of remembering all the good
times. Grief in the pain in your loved ones eyes. Grief of
the loss in your own heart. The service was fitting, filled with
music and rememberances. Rest in Peace dear Cesca.
Something seriously irritated my sinuses on Wed afternoon, so I drove
home from Richmond in a drug induced yet still snotty state. This
continued all day Thursday. Friday I was more or less okay, but since I
didn't get any sleep on Thursday night, I took a personal day off
work. Friday night we had a glorious house full of peoples,
including the Niemann, Dawson and pups, and Chuck and Chris.
Chris seemed very happy that I retrieved a picture of the Bera to place
beside his bed on Friday night. Saturday was Crown, and yet more
allergen/sinus funk. I'm sure I was very pleasant company.
Not that it mattered. Several of the grumpy staff members were
effective at sharing their mood with me. After the event I went
home and took drugs and a shower and beached trying to tame my
nose.
One of the main fun parts of my weekend was tons of Isobel time.
On the ride up, around the site during the day, on the ride home and
most of Sunday at the Sheep and Wool Fest. I had a great time
hanging with her- through catty remarks and admiring others' impressive
works, sharing laughs, fries, pottery and fiber fun. w00t.
I almost bagged the sheep and allergen fest, but since I haven't made
it ever since moving up here, I just had to go. So armed with
Afrin and not enough tissues, I ventured out on Sunday to pick up the
AoD and head to the great and glorious MD Sheep and Wool Festival,
always held against Spring Crown Tourney weekend. We looked at some of
the animals that were hanging out with the various merchant booths, but
skipped most of the animal only barns and shows and stuff. The bunnies,
baby goats, and alpacas are soo cute. There was an insane amount of
cool stuff and merchants from all over. We pretty much just
looked, aside from the sock purchase, for the first couple of
hours. Knitted and woven goods in abundance, string and roving
all all different types, truly drool worthy. We had a quick lunch
of fried foods, and set out for some serious purchasing. I
managed a quick hello to a few scadians seen in passing, avoided a few
others that I knew couldn't be quick, and we got to spend a good bit
chatting with the truly fun and cool Spanish Peacocks, their Irish
slave girl, and the Duchess. I took home a pair of cute pink
hand knit wool socks (that fit! hooray!), some Lamb's Pride yarn
that nalbinds like a dream, some gorgeous rosewood size 1 knitting
needles, a pack of herbs that are supposed to keep moths away but
really helped to clear up the sinuses and made the day bearable, a
precious Fluer de Lys pin from Laura, some gorgeous rose colored fine
mohair yarn, and a variety pack of stuff to spin. The variety
pack is nifty with samples of silk, flax, wool, alpaca, etc to
try. Now I just need to find my groovy SP
turkish drop spindle. I know it's around the house
somewhere! Oh, and I think I committed to teaching a Nalbinding
101 class to the shire. Could be fun. Wednesday nights seem
to be the most compatible schedule wise...
The time spent since the S&WFest has been a sinus blurred
existence. Managed half a day on Monday at work and succumbed to
the funk. Took off yesterday to wallow at home and spent the
entire day on codeine coff syrup. I know I made another cute
little nalbound mouse cat toy at some point, I played with my new
needles and some silk, I knit some on a pouch, I checked some
email, and I slept a bunch. Today is looking similar to
Monday. cough cough...
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