The Packing, It Has Commenced

Since I’m going to the airport to pick up Ajax this afternoon, and he will then be taking the Cavalier to drive up for landgrab tomorrow morning, I had to put stuff in it before leaving for work.  I put in: my garb, two sleeping bags, a comforter, the futon, and the small canvas tent for the use of our end-of-War guest.  That means that what we have to fit in the Aveo is the big tent, Liam’s garb, pillows and sheets, toiletries, and whatever sundries we’re bringing (books, cloaks, projects, stuffed animals…).  This should be doable.

Next question is, what do I want to take up for projects?  I have this pair of socks that can be knocked off in an afternoon or less, and probably my tablet weaving.  I think Boreas should go, now that it has a spiffy bag to live in.  I’m not taking the wheel up this year, I don’t think, both because of logistics and because I didn’t work with it much last year.  And possibly the Hwaet socks, for when I feel like being less finicky than Boreas but not totally mindless.

Seriously, didn’t we get back from last War like, two weeks ago?

Advertisements

At Least I Know Her Name

I am Elizabeth Bennet!

Take the Quiz here!

Pretty sure this is where I confess I’ve never actually read an Austen novel. Not even P&P&Z.

I Am Not Embroidering This

OK, tunic body put together, sleeves not yet attached; about another hour of work to go.

I am not going to do the embroidery on this one.  It’s from the LotR-film-inspired series of patterns from a few years ago, the one that you can make Elrond‘s robe from, and it wants embroidery on the collar and front.  I’m not going to do that, because it will render the thing even less period; Liam doesn’t care, but darn it I do.  I embroidered the last one, but only under protest.

Fortunately it’s a costume pattern, and thus pretty simple.  All I have to do is put the sleeves in and attach the collar.  Set-in sleeves are slightly annoying, but pretty easy.

Sew Faster

When I get home I should get out the sewing machine.  I have fabric for a second tunic for myself, and I should hem another palla; meanwhile Liam wants an actual shirt, and we have to decide who has rights to the yellow linen that’s been sitting in the basement for two years–at this point, I don’t remember who we bought it for.

Fortunately I have four evenings to get this all done.  Friday evening we’ll be out with Ajax, so no sewing, but everything I want for myself is a matter of fifteen minutes with the machine and only slightly longer even by hand.

OMGPENNSIC!!1!

Prep

OK.  I have three stolae, and fabric for one more.  I only have one tunica, but I can probably get another yard or two  of linen over the weekend; one yard of 54″ fabric makes a quite nice tunica for me.   Luckily the stolae can pretend to be chitons if the tunica is dirty. I’ll take my good shift, bodice and skirt, but I should really take the bodice in an inch or two because I got it before the weight loss.  The black shift dress, otherwise known as “really fancy for the Dark Ages”, will go for cool evenings.  I don’t know as I’m going to have an event fancy enough to require the blue bliaut or the red cotehardie, but in both cases the underpinnings need to be washed so I should look into that.  My cloak will go up, but more as extra bedding than because I’m going to need it otherwise.  My odds of obtaining tropical-weight wool to make strophia from before War are nil, so that’s a project for next year, but I think I might be able to manage a second palla.

I need to put buttonholes in Liam’s new red Chinese thingie, and look into fixing one or two of his tunics.  Perhaps I can hide the horrid Celtic knotwork tunic thing before he packs it?

Hot Hot Hot

It’s going to be too hot to bike all this week; combined with missing three weeks to a flat tire, I’m fairly sure that my usual biking goal for this year is just not going to be met.

This isn’t exactly a tragedy, but it’s mildly annoying; this will be the first time I’ve failed to make the goal, including the year I had my accident.

Drink

Yes, caffiene will make you have to pee more often.  But the suboptimal drink that you’ll drink is better than the perfect drink that you won’t.

If you need to be hydrated–and you do–and the only thing you can tolerate cold is Coke or iced tea or whatever?  Drink that, only more of it.  Alcohol is still bad, because it uses up water in its processing, but caffiene?  Eh.

I’m thinking of Pennsic here, of course, but it applies to anyone living in a hot climate.