My judgement? Hmmmm.....

Ahhhhh. The scroll is done. The dress is done. The weekend is over. The secrets are out. Eldred knows why he had to get a haircut and I don’t know of any upcoming drama, thank all that is holy. Whew. I am so glad I paint pictures instead of organizing vigils. I’d have to commit hara kiri. I did remember to scan the scroll after I finished it this time; now if I knew how to upload it I could post a link so you’d know what I’ve been working on for the last month. Now to start the scroll for Coronation. It’s not going to be a full-time day-job’s month worth, though. That was, well, special for Benefse.

Flamingbolt had a household potluck Sunday afternoon; it was wonderful to see everyone. It was a reasonably high percentage of everyone, too, because Mor and Aed were in town for Benefse’s ceremony. We had them all to ourselves today instead of having to share them with the whole kingdom. Heh.

I spent most of Monday taking a friend to a colonoscopy. It was apparently a generic vanilla colonoscopy, (well, okay, no more invasive than usual. Well, damn, you know what I mean. Well, if you don’t just wait--you will,) which leaves me wondering why the doctor thought she needed someone to drive her. She doesn’t really strike me as that delicate a flower, and seemed well enough to me after the procedure. I drove myself with absolutely no problems. Lord, I drove myself to many of my horrible medical procedures. Am I really such a tough cookie? And can doctors tell so easily? Why doesn’t anyone coddle me? Oh, wait, if they try to coddle me I get all antsy, don’t I? Sigh. How on earth do you ever find someone to help you when you need help but not smother you when you don’t? Man, that’s a killer. I fantasize about the big strong man who can make me feel protected, but then I get all anxious about whether he’d try to tell me what to do. My experience is that he would, and then I’d get all pissed off. What a balancing act.

Miranda is off getting her girly bits snipped today. I have been trying to pay really close attention, and as best I can tell, Molly is more accepting of Miranda than she is of Carmen. M and M will get nose to nose (and nose to butt) with no hissing, but Molly is more defensive with Carmen. I can’t tell that Carmen initiates anything, but if Molly is eating and Carmen approaches, Molly will growl and hiss and leave. She doesn’t haveto back down; all she has to do is bat Carmen smartly on top of the head and I’d be willing to bet Carmen would back off. Molly weighs about three times as much as she does, after all. Molly’s got the upper hand, but she seems determined to relinquish it. Sigh.

I met Miss Lily yesterday. She told me that I am so quiet that she hardly knows I’m up here. She says she hears “my little dog, and it’s so sweet.” Whew. As long as she thinks all the thrump-thrump-thrump back and forth is sweet!

I’m starting “research” on the next scroll, which is for Coronation. I would like to do a grisaille piece (all the artwork would be white and grey) on black paper, with gold diapering and calligraphy, but I’m afraid the recipient would think it too stark. Me, I think it would be stunning and elegant but then I’m the weird artist. Should I wuss out and do a standard International style gothic piece? I only say “wuss out” because I’ve done so many of them and I generally like to do different styles, not because it’s a wussy style. I reeeeeeeallllly think the grisaille/black/gold would be gorgeous. (Okay, this is starting to tell me how much I want to do it. So maybe even if not this time….) There’s another design I’m considering, too. I want to decide and get started soon. I’ve got the trip to Kentucky coming up this month, and I’d like to finish up a couple of the almost-done pieces I have in my portfolio and not just keep them hanging around. I’ll bet the recipients would like it, too.