Wheee!I

Sep. 24th, 2006 12:54 pm
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I've been exploring this morning.... the glories that are on the iPod that [livejournal.com profile] anonamys and [livejournal.com profile] freudianslip sent me. It's loaded up with all kinds of music. yay, me! yay, them! I read so much that I'd read about several of these groups without ever having actually heard them, or at least not KNOWING that's who I was hearing. I now have actual ear-time with the Meat Puppets, Live, Incubus, Live, The Vines and Queens of the Stone Age, as well as knowing that I've heard "Whatever I fear" by Toad the Wet Sprocket lots of times, but thanks to secretive DJs, never knew who it was. I like what I've heard so far of Train (esp All American Girl.) That voice is familiar, so I might have heard them before, too. Much of the music fits neatly into a niche in my collection that was almost empty before-- new/current music. I'm going to enjoy this.

Weather here is beautiful today, at least right now. click )

I was feeling so full of myself because I started way early doing research on the paper(s) I have due this semester. The first, shortest one is due Oct 9 and I was going to write about parchment and vellum. Now I think I'm going to include iron (or oak) gall ink in combination with that, and make it my long paper. Which is cool, except now I have a paper due on Oct 9, with no clue what to write about. Sigh. The plight of students everywhere. I'm not quite the stereotypical student, though.... I still have a couple of days worth of clean clothes left before I need to do laundry, (ie, I don't have to resort to the prom dress just yet, which is a damn good thing since I didn't go to the prom, and wouldn't be able to still wear the dress if I had) and I have a pantry full of food more expensive (and nutritious) than Ramen noodles. Right now I'm what I prefer to think of as an "intriguing blend" of crazy cat lady and grad student. Yeah, that's it.

yay!

Jul. 9th, 2006 06:19 pm
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I was supposed to be doing homework all day yesterday but couldn't concentrate at all. This despite the fact that I kept repeating "I have 3 one-page papers, one three page paper, a ten-page paper, three presentations and a final in the next three weeks. Wait... maybe that's WHY I coudn't concentrate. Panic never helps.

Anyway, I gave up (not a lot of mental arm-twisting required) and went to WH Baronial Champions to see my 'prentice get a Boreas, and her lovely hubby get a Tempest. Heh. Livia got all sneaky and made Sunneva help paint award tokens, one of which became hers, and one Wistric's. Her Excellency invited me to sit at high table, and I invited Livia to join me. We sat next to Their Excellencies Marc and Alianor and had great fun chatting. And feast was excellent; believe me, that's not something I say lightly. Two years of being required to eat feast, and sit at high table and appear to enjoy it, wasn't always easy.

I've done better on the homework front today, but have hit a brick wall on one of the assignments. I've been email chatting with another student in the class and we're both stuck. I've emailed some of the other students in the class that I know are good enough that I can trust them, in hopes they can get me/us unstuck.

On the cat front, two of my three are a tad bit overweight, despite the fact that I've been giving them a tiny bit less food than the "Weight management" food I give them suggests. In conversation with Ysolt last week, she said "Well, give them a little less." I can tell you, the girls are NOT happy with me right now. I've started putting out 1/4 cup less food than I had been and I swear you'd think I cut their rations in half. Sometimes before, there'd be a little left when I put out the next serving; not now! They are winding around my ankles hours before meal time, mewling pitifully. I'll see if this makes a difference in their not-so-girlish figures.

Me, I've been gaining and losing the same two pounds for months now. It isn't helped on days like today when I'm stuck/panicky and just want to eat chocolate or other comfort food-- and believe me when I say that a light green salad is NOT comfort food. Sigh.

Guess I'd better get back to the books. Even if I'm stuck on one assignment, I have LOTS more to work on.

sleeeeeepy

May. 30th, 2006 07:49 pm
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What a great event this weekend! When I got back I slept ten hours in my own comfy bed and I can still barely hold my eyes open, my head feels like it's stuffed with cotton wool, my back and legs feel like lead, and I didn't even have a sip of alcohol to blame it all on; despite all this it was still a great weekend. Read more... )

I'm teaching a class tomorrow at the library-- an hour and a half on how to set up and use an email account. From what I've seen of these classes, we'll probably need the whole hour and a half. I think some of the people who take these classes aren't as interested in actually doing these exotic things (surfing the web, reading newspapers online, using email) as they are in having something to do and friends to do it with. (Which is cool; I'm just sayin'...) And they get to feel like they're learning something, too. Hey, anything to help out, that's me.
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From [livejournal.com profile] crevette about liking her job: I wouldn’t expect those words to cross my lips about any job that doesn’t involve adorning a nekkid Orlando Bloom with Cheese-in-a-can and strategically placed Triscuits.

Now that I've got that image fixed in your mind, I'll go on to more.... typical topics, for me, at least. That IS pretty typical for Crevette. Heh.

I didn't elaborate at all on KASF, and I'm here to rectify that. To be exact, I want to brag about my apprentice. Livia did great! She made a "Boyled Cream" (?) aka, ginger almond pudding, that was wonderful. I didn't get enough of it, though given everything else I ate this weekend, I nearly had to be rolled to the car in a wheelbarrow anyway.

Her dress looked really good, too. That was an adventure for both of us, since the only way to make that dress is to pin the actual fabric around the body, and then pin it tighter, and then do that again, and then make the poor wearer lie down on the floor and make it tighter yet again. Yow. I've been sewing all my life, so it's hard for me to know what she knows about sewing and what she doesn't, so I don't think to tell her stuff that would have helped. And I don't want to do too much of it myself, because then she won't learn. And if it's a competition entry, which this was, then it really wouldn't be right for me to do it, anyway.

But the best part of all was the poem. Oh, yeah. She wrote a poem, based on.... ummm... a specific style with a certain rhyme pattern.... and I really don't know anything at all about poetry. I just know she wrote it, then put it in the form of a callig and illum piece that knocked my socks off, and not just because it was about me, either. Yep, that's what I said. It's all about how a pupil needs a teacher, and what the teacher does to help, and the last line of the poem had my name. Made me all blushy. And damn, it's gorgeous. It's a batarde hand, and she analyzed the original MS and showed how it differed from other batardes, and then there's a lot of gothic vines and whitework that is beautifully done. I'm so impressed. Judges were, too. Heh.

Sunneva didn't get anything entered since she had a bad bout of migraines the week before and had a hard enough time getting homework done. (S- Call your doctor and ask for a letter to the insurance company! Call now! Please!) She showed me what she had started, and I was very impressed with her work. She's just started calligraphy-- this is her first-- but it looked great. She's got the whole thing drawn but didn't have time to get it painted. I'm looking forward to seeing it.

So. Now I've told you how great my students are-- us proud mamas (as it were) gotta brag a little.

And I went to the library tonight and worked for nearly three hours and got several more questions done. I was VERY pleased. (I can brag on myself, too. Heh.) Now I'm going to edit the text a little and make it prettier, and then I'm going to go to bed and read for a while before I get up and go to work again. And sometime this week I have to do laundry because I was having too much fun to do it this weekend. Whee!

zapped

Mar. 6th, 2006 05:20 pm
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I am totally drained-- woke up this morning at 4 AM with a migraine so bad I felt like my eyeballs were going to explode. (Cool! said Nia. In that stand-back-out-of-the-way sort of way.) I couldn't lie down to sleep or even lean my head against a pillow because the pressure hurt. Yikes. I slept sitting up for about a half hour till I felt enough better to lie down again. It didn't hurt the rest of the day but I'm pretty drained.

Tonight I'm meeting Tess to do more of the Dial0g homework, and a more thorough waste of time is hard to imagine. I think I've ranted about this one before, so I'll spare you this time. Just don't push your luck by asking any questions. We got a fair amount done last night. We're working pretty well together; I'm good at some parts of it and she's good at other parts.

Fortunately, I had a great weekend. Went to KASF with Livia and Sunneva. Livia says we were checking out Sunneva's musical tastes and such; it's a good match all around, which is a Good Thing. We enjoyed the bardic; three of Atlantia's most accomplished bards were there, along with several other really good singers. I got to spend some time talking to people I don't get to see nearly enough, especially now I'm in school.

Time to go check dinner. Ta.

thawed out

Feb. 12th, 2006 06:38 pm
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Oh, what a... typical Ymir. Well, I guess that's not entirely true. It's about half and half in terms of good weather/bad weather. This year was the second worst I can remember in terms of weather, with the worst being the year we were invested as Baronage of WH. Nikulai yesterday described the rain on that memorable day as a "deluge" and from what little I remember, that about sums it up. Except for the cold part. I know, if you're from the northern tier of the country, anything that happens while it's warm enough to rain can't be called "cold." Technically, you're right, but I'm not technical, and I'm not in the northern part of the country. Yesterday I didn't get really wet feet till midafternoon, so maybe that wasn't too bad. I was sure happy to get home, though. I wussed out and didn't even stay and serve feast, which I usually enjoy. I just wanted to be home, with dry feet. The best news was that I didn't have a migraine. I've had one most of the week-- and it's back today-- but not yesterday. Woohoo! I spent most of the day introducing Sunneva as my soon-to-be-new-apprentice to everyone I could find. Fun. I got to talk to Aldis about the mentoring process and our apprentices, which was fun, too.

I was delighted to see Ysolt get her Pelican. It's funny, though-- I always think of her in terms of arts, even though she was Chancellor of the University and has done tons of service. Whatever-- I was tickled pink. And the food at her vigil was a delight-- the young woman who did the table was at her first event but is a professional food person. They had designed the table to look as though a picnic feast had been upset by mice, since Ysolt's heraldry features a mouse. There were little marzipan mice and ladybugs all over the table. The design was almost too good-- they had a "spilled" carafe of "red wine" that was actually black cherry jello, and everyone kept wanting to clean it up.

There were bittersweet moments during the ceremony. Duchess Arielle sent words since she couldn't come to the ceremony, and Sir Falcone talked about how Ysolt was such a good friend to "another fine lady who couldn't be with us today," talking about Lady Geva, who was moved to a hospice facility on Friday. I know I got all misty, and I don't do that often.

I've been studying when I've been home this weekend. Doing a reasonably good job, considering how chopped up the time has been. I had been all anxious about some of my homework- I couldn't figure it out. Sunneva showed me yesterday, and it turns out I was trying to make it harder than it was. Miranda has been helping, too. Everytime I sit at the desk with the light on, she jumps up and sits under the light, which of course puts her directly on my book/homework. I really appreciate her thoughtfulness. Heh. Can't really get upsest with those golden eyes staring hopefully at me, though after a few minutes I give up trying to read around her twitching tail and have to put her down. Not quite to the CAAAT!! stage yet.
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I forgot to mention in my post about Cattle Raids that one of the highest points was seeing [livejournal.com profile] nomadicmedic when he stopped by for an hour or so Saturday night. Sweet.

Last night I taught an A&S class at Kappellenberg on "Making A Medieval Manuscript." I felt like I was totally fumble-tongued- I was certainly not at the top of my speaking form. Livia pointed out, though, (and it is true,) that everyone seemed to be paying rapt attention, asked questions at the end, and then stayed around to look at the pretty pictures in all the books I brought. I guess I did okay after all. Whew!

I mentioned to Livia the other day that I was in a mood for corn pudding. Corn pudding? What is corn pudding? So I described it briefly-- corn with milk and eggs, and I add those canned green chilies and some cheddar cheese, and bake it. Hmmm. Never heard of it. This evening while I was eating dinner (including corn pudding) I got a call. Okay, how do you make corn pudding? I've been thinking about it all day. That's the way to disseminate my mama's recipes throughout the land. Heh.

I've been working on my application letter (Statement of Purpose) all day. I had the beginnings of two totally different approaches, and my coaches agreed that I needed to combine the two somehow. So I worked on it most of the day and was pretty happy. Sent it off to the coaches again for another review, and find that I need to tweak it some more. Sigh. I'm sick of looking at this thing. Just admit me to the damn school, okay? Geesh.
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Quite the pleasant weekend. See more details of the weekend )

In other news, I'd been worrying about something I expected to be a problem for a few weeks, but had been so focused on the scroll I hadn't had a chance to actually check it out. Today I did, and I think it's less of a problem than I had feared. Weird tent discussion follows. )

In other matters of cosmic importance, I think I need classes in how to eat a tossed salad without looking like an idiot. Or is that possible? I admit, I don't recall seeing elegant salad eaters even in movies, but even in the real-people world, no one else looks as goofy as I feel. First off, the lettuce is always in big pieces- bigger than will gracefully fit into my mouth. Then you have to spear some stuff (lettuce, tomatoes) while piling other stuff on top of your fork (carrots, croutons) so as far as I can tell, it's not really possible to get a variety of things in one bite. Boring. Or should I just try for excitement elsewhere and let the salad-eating experience be boring as it need be? There, I knew that'd give you something to lay awake nights worrying about. Heh.
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Midsummer's Twilight Tourney was a rousing success, as far as I could tell. Great site, wonderful weather, good food, and more good food. The only stressful thing about the overall event for me was that I was head server, and I have to say that I should never again agree to fill any position that requires organizing anything. At all. Ever. That said, everyone was served in a timely fashion with little ado. It's just that there was stuff I was supposed to tell the servers and forgot-- Clare covered that one. Livia also covered for me a lot; she worked as a wait person for 3 1/2 years so she had it down cold. She and I served High Table, and I even kept forgetting the proper sequence of service. How embarrassing.

Of course, the highlight of the day for me was the apprenticing ceremony. It was brief.... very brief, in fact, and even that taxed my ceremony-creating skills. Livia seemed happy, though, and that's the main point of the exercise. I came down with a case of fumble-tongue, but at least it didn't totally deteriorate to hoof-in-mouth disease. We were trying to put last minute details in order when I was made aware that everyone on site (to my eye, at least) including Prince Janos, was standing in a semi-circle, waiting for us to begin. Yikes. Whatever thoughts I had in my head fled the scene at that point. The plan was totally missing in action. We made it through alright anyhow. Beatrice Villani had offered to prepare food for the reception, and she made tons of food. I added Banbury Tarts and my (now even more infamous) Rum Balls. Amazingly enough, almost everything went away, even after the huge, and delicious, feast.

There were two courts, a play, and much music and poetry to be had during the day, and there was enough banter between Olivier (the poet formerly known as Olsk), Dunstan, and Justus to convince me to stay for the Bardic. I haven't always attended bardics, but the firepower available there was too much to ignore. As it happens, there were several other storytellers and singers there that I'd never heard perform before, and I enjoyed them all. I have no idea where they all came from! (Now that I think of it, there were lots of people at the event I didn't know.) Highly entertaining. I can see I'm going to have to brush up whatever skills I possess-- last night wasn't a "pick pass, or play" night but that's frequent enough that I won't want to just sit like a bump on a log.

I've apparently fallen prey again to the shoulda-had-a-tape-recorder syndrome. There were so many cool things I wanted to mention but, as happened yesterday, the mind has gone all spacious again. Sigh. Oh, well. It was all good, and now I have an apprentice of my very own. Whee! Funny, it always sounded kind of sinister when I heard someone else say gleefully "MY apprentice! Mine!" but it doesn't feel that way from this end, and I don't mean it that way. Interesting. Everything is context.

That's it for me. Off to bed with a book-- it's good enough I'm almost surprised I've torn myself away from it as much as I have today.
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What a pleasant weekend! (This was supposed to be Monday’s entry, but I had a hardware lockup—peripherals, not the Mac—and lost several well-honed paragraphs. I was not amused.) Nothing really exciting happened, but then again, it wasn’t dramatic, and that in itself can be wonderful. Just ask Brigida, who is so drama-ed out that she wants to come over next weekend for a couple of drama-free hours. She wants to sit in a white room, (that would have to be the studio, which I find inherently less restful than other rooms, but it doesn’t have yellow walls,) and talk about stuff that isn’t stressful, although even she admits it’s not always possible to predict what will trip her switch. We could eat white, non-exciting food and drink only white stuff. We had some fun creating the menu for this meal. We came up with pork (the other white meat,) mashed potatoes (no chives) and cream gravy, and cauliflower with white cheese sauce. We’d drink white wine, of course. For desert, rice pudding (maybe with almonds and golden raisins) and then maybe White Russians. All this reminds me of the meal Alfred Hitchcock is reported to have served once; all the food, including the butter, was dyed blue. His guests were said to have a hard time eating. This wouldn’t be quite as bad, but it would be pretty weird.

Tournament of Chivalry was fun. I would have enjoyed it more if I’d packed the night before or else gotten up early enough to make sure I had everything I needed before I left the house. (Duh.) As it was, I had to come back home (good thing I’m only a half hour away from site) and lost a chunk of time out of the middle of the event. I did get what I needed done, though, so I don’t have that hanging over my head for another day. I got to spend a couple of hours with Alianor, too. I’m doing a scroll for her, and she’s doing some stained glass in exchange, so I got to do some window shopping. Heh. (Couldn’t resist.)

I also got to see Livia’s two latest scroll’s and was very impressed and excited at her progress. Sometimes people talk about “progress” when somebody’s work starts out really sucky, but in this case it started out good, with great promise and is getting better, so I really am excited. Did I mention impressed? And excited?

After the event I went to dinner with Ysolt. Lots of times it’s fun to do a huge dinner and circulate between tables gossiping, but Ysolt really wanted quiet decompression time, I think. She’s been spending a lot of time with Geva, who’s just gotten out of the hospital and gone into a really bad nursing home. What with one thing and another, she’s wound up taking care of a lot of Geva’s financial details, too. The whole situation has been rough on everyone. Geva’s mother may be able to help more now, though she needs several months of R&R herself.

My mother called yesterday to say that she got the birthday package I sent on Saturday. Damn good thing the USPS was having a fast delivery spell, is all I can say. She actually got the package on her birthday! I sent a silk scarf from (you guessed it) Ten Thousand Villages and a card made from the original painting I used to make the self-portrait icon I’m using on LJ. I think she was as pleased with the card as with the scarf. She loves the medieval cards I make, and sends them to all her friends, and brags on how I paint them. They write back and say how they love the cards. Now if I could only make a living selling cards to little old ladies who like medieval cards. Hell, I’m not proud. I’d even sell to people who aren’t little old ladies.

I’ve been painting on Keith’s AoA scroll, which is about three quarters done. I pulled my old stunt of doing the main body of the text and then going directly to the illumination—in this case, a trompe l’oeil border, because that’s the fun stuff. I didn’t do his name yet, because I’m going to do that in red, and I didn’t have the red mixed up, and I just didn’t get the Rex/Regina and Heraldic confirmation part done, because I just wanted to start the fun stuff. Now I have to go back and do the rest of the calligraphy, which just gives me hives. It’s a Batarde, which is not a hand I’m comfortable with, and now I have to make the last part match the part I’ve already done. Erk. Stupid of me. Plus, I haven’t drawn the heraldry yet, and I’m not really looking forward to that, either. He doesn’t have simple heraldry with stars or wavy or anything like that. Nope, he has entwined snakes, owls, and apples, all of which are deeply symbolic. (Of course. Nothing is simple for him; everything is deep.) The real kicker is, at this point I wonder if he will even want the damn thing. I’m pretty sure he isn’t playing and probably won’t ever play. I’m not sure he’ll want a reminder of me hanging on his wall. Well, if it were me hanging, maybe…. Oh, nevermind.

I got registered for Pennsic yesterday. Whee! I’m looking forward to going after missing a year. It is at least theoretically possible I won’t be able to go, but the stars would have to align in a fairly rigid way for that to happen. If I can’t go I should know far enough in advance to either sell my space to someone else or get a refund. It’s also theoretically possible I’ll be traveling most of the month of August--to Kentucky to see family for a week, then to Pennsylvania. Hrm. Wonder if those could/should be back-to-back? Make a big loop instead of going to Ky, coming back here, unpacking, repacking, then going to Pa? Wonder what the relative sanity factor is? Shit, there’s a pun in there, isn’t there? Haw, haw.

The kittens’ distinct personalities are really starting to come out lately. If one of them jumps into my lap and immediately starts purring very loudly, it’s Carmen. If one of them jumps into my lap and wants attention it’s Miranda. If one of them tries to leap to my shoulder from the floor, it’s almost certainly Miranda. The one who is most likely batting stuff onto the floor while looking innocent is Miranda. Really, it’s like it took two kittens to make up Niccolo’s personality. One of them has taken to sleeping under the covers, too, but I haven’t been awake enough to find out which of them it is.

I’ve got a good mix of CDs in my player, on random play. It’s kept me entertained for a couple of days so far. It includes Johnny Cash, Warren Zevon, Bonnie Raitt, the Putomayo American Blues compilation, the Allman Bros, Patsy Cline, and Toni Price. The only problem I’ve found with it is that it’s pretty hard to paint those fine details when I’m dancing. Heh. They might call it “blues,” but baby, if Taj Mahal singing Cakewalk Into Town doesn’t make you feel happy, maybe there’s something wrong. Or, to put it more bluntly, mebbe you jes cain’t feel.

I think I should take advantage of this dancety feeling to get some dishes and cleaning done. Later, gators.

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