Good Sunday so far

I woke up early for a weekend. Normally I wake up between 7:30 and 8:45 naturally. Today I was wide awake at 6:30am.

I lounged for a bit reading The Half-Blood Prince (I'm re-reading it before I start DH) then got up. Cleaned the kitchen, put away clean dishes put dirty ones in the dishwaser, cut up the meat for beef stew and got that going in the slow cooker.

I emptied the dryer and started another load of laundry.

AFter that I went out to the mall and got my hair cut, my diamond necklace in for it's semi-annual inspection and ate lunch. Oh yeah... also took the van into Sears and got the overdue inspection taken care of as well as an oil change. Now it's set for Pennsic (aside from packing it).

After the mall I went by the apartment and got a load of stuff (mostly things I think I need for War) and am home now.

Trying now to decide if I start cutting out the pants that I do need for war, the couple hoods I would like for war and the couple tunics/dresses that would be nice to have for war or if I should either take a nap or mow the front lawn.

I"m kinda leaning towards the nap idea but we shall see.

Hope everyone else is haveing a good Sunday too.

So has anyone

dug through the bin of "fabric destined to be garb" and pulled out a piece that you KNOW you didn't buy mainly because it would never dawn on you to buy a 3.5 yards of handkerchief weight brown, white and black striped silk, stop to think where in the world you might have gotten it and realize that...


10:1 you probably "inherited"* from former SCAdian roommates who now live in another state than you?

Nope? Me neither. But man it's going to make comfy pants for pennsic.




* aka: stole, absconded or swiped, though there is a possibility it was given to you freely

picking brains

To those who helped me move ... specifically those who went to my apartment...

Do any of you recall what happened to my coronet box? It is a metal cookie tin, blue with snowmen on the lid.

I have managed to find my belts and my boots, but I can't find my lids.