I've been really jumpy since Valentine week and the big dance. Luckily Mom doesn't notice much. Leah forgot some things when she left and she phoned about them. We sent them off last Friday. She bought these handpainted plates with a whole big thick ring of 22 carat gold around the rim. I think she maybe got them from Buffy's mother - and I kind of forgot to pack them.
I used one for the flea spell and then to burn the herbs for the other spell. The spell that really didn't work or the Aragon Fetch would have turned up at the dance - and he didn't and someone would have said something by now, if it worked. (Unless he got arrested for carrying a sword or something and even then the papers would have carried it. Maybe that's why the spell said you need man's clothes? So the Fetch doesn't turn up in armor or something?)
Well, afterward I wanted to really cleanse and sterilize the plate I'd used - so Leah didn't end up with fleas, or with Legolas or something. I was being responsible - and anyway it was early in the morning and I wasn't properly awake.
If your Aunt has really fancy plates with great inch-broad gold stripes on them you should not microwave one. Not if it's real gold. Even if you realize something's wrong and turn it off right away the gold goes all crackle finish and it doesn't match the set any more.
Casting to try to smooth it out or hide it or something didn't work.
I saw
Tara at the Inn. I was so tempted to ask her to help me with that, but "Hello, come and do a spell," seems so - I don't know. I guess I'm kind of stressy. I can't seem to think straight.