Holy crap
So sick of this weather. Sick of this town, sick of myself. Bleah. Everything is swampy. I stick to the chair and the couch and myself. Yuck.
In less whiny news, I've been doing my shoulder exercises a little more faithfully and have managed to hook my own bra three days in a row. Don't laugh, this is a huge accomplishment for me. Unfortunately, I still have a lot of pain. I've been working on a rather massive crochet project and I think that's the problem. My elbow hurts, and I am completely unable to find a comfortable position to sleep in. No matter how I lay, something hurts. Frequently the inside of my elbow. So, yay for slightly increased range of motion, boo for continued pain. I go see Glen on Friday, and I hope it helps. The last couple times, he hasn't actually reset my shoulder, and I'm not sure what's up with that.
I'm still cranking away trying to amass stock so that I can eventually sell stuff. I keep coming back to this whole craft fair idea and I'm pretty determined this time. I might even consider SCA merchanting. I think I could possibly do Highlands and maybe Southern, if Amy wanted to step up and do the waterbearing. I could probably get away with hats and pouches, but the squeaky toys, while cute and popular with my SCAdian friends, are not so much medieval and probably wouldn't be appropriate. Eh, we'll see. The first thing I need to do is finish Reynier's gnome. I have decided it's going to be an underpants gnome and will come complete with a little bag of doll underpants. I may have to spring for some of the Buildabear variety, since I'm not sure where to find just plain doll undies and do not have the ambition to make them myself.
Waffle appears to have had a fabulous time at Pennsic. Sly seems to have squired him with a red plastic lei. I commented to Varr that I never thought Sly had any particular use for me and his reply was, "What makes you think this changes that?" Which made me laugh. I'm not picking on Sly, we just don't know each other well, but I can see him having a Waffle moment that's not much related to me. Vallawulf wants to take him to Sport of Kings, but that would involve me getting the frog to him within the next couple days, and then Vallawulf promptly returning the frog so he can go to PAX with Willa and Dom. PAX trumps Sport of Kings, since he will be buttoneering and the buttons are made. Waffle may just end up going to Mace and Greatsword on Saturday with me.
Well, the weather seems to be moving in on my side of town and soon we will start the FP on or off dance. Right now I could go either way. I have stuff to deliver and receive, but I'm not real motivated to load the truck, don't feel like getting rained on, and I'm low on freezer pops and don't feel like seeing the pouty faces if I run out. Eh. We'll see what happens.
In less whiny news, I've been doing my shoulder exercises a little more faithfully and have managed to hook my own bra three days in a row. Don't laugh, this is a huge accomplishment for me. Unfortunately, I still have a lot of pain. I've been working on a rather massive crochet project and I think that's the problem. My elbow hurts, and I am completely unable to find a comfortable position to sleep in. No matter how I lay, something hurts. Frequently the inside of my elbow. So, yay for slightly increased range of motion, boo for continued pain. I go see Glen on Friday, and I hope it helps. The last couple times, he hasn't actually reset my shoulder, and I'm not sure what's up with that.
I'm still cranking away trying to amass stock so that I can eventually sell stuff. I keep coming back to this whole craft fair idea and I'm pretty determined this time. I might even consider SCA merchanting. I think I could possibly do Highlands and maybe Southern, if Amy wanted to step up and do the waterbearing. I could probably get away with hats and pouches, but the squeaky toys, while cute and popular with my SCAdian friends, are not so much medieval and probably wouldn't be appropriate. Eh, we'll see. The first thing I need to do is finish Reynier's gnome. I have decided it's going to be an underpants gnome and will come complete with a little bag of doll underpants. I may have to spring for some of the Buildabear variety, since I'm not sure where to find just plain doll undies and do not have the ambition to make them myself.
Waffle appears to have had a fabulous time at Pennsic. Sly seems to have squired him with a red plastic lei. I commented to Varr that I never thought Sly had any particular use for me and his reply was, "What makes you think this changes that?" Which made me laugh. I'm not picking on Sly, we just don't know each other well, but I can see him having a Waffle moment that's not much related to me. Vallawulf wants to take him to Sport of Kings, but that would involve me getting the frog to him within the next couple days, and then Vallawulf promptly returning the frog so he can go to PAX with Willa and Dom. PAX trumps Sport of Kings, since he will be buttoneering and the buttons are made. Waffle may just end up going to Mace and Greatsword on Saturday with me.
Well, the weather seems to be moving in on my side of town and soon we will start the FP on or off dance. Right now I could go either way. I have stuff to deliver and receive, but I'm not real motivated to load the truck, don't feel like getting rained on, and I'm low on freezer pops and don't feel like seeing the pouty faces if I run out. Eh. We'll see what happens.