My... what an interesting weekend! **Ysabet keeps a bright smile fixed on her face, despite twitches**
Lessee:
1. Wanted to do tons of housework; didn't. Got SOME done, but well, things like reading and watching anime and playing with weasles and so forth seemed to get in the way something fierce. Oh well; too bad, so sad.
2. Went to my SCA household's 12th Night party, only the second I attended this season; had a great time! Gave a gift of 3 Terry Pratchett books to my friend Sean The Massage God and a Sonoran Desert Museum Cookbook to Brendan & Devora. Got a beautiful silk tie-died blouse, a nice blue/green rug, a great basket, a hand-thrown drinking-cup and a bottle of home-made Clary Sage salve from Devora... oh yeah, AND an obnoxiously cute stuffed toy rat. This is, no kidding, one of the most You-Will-Die-From-The-Cute stuffed animals I've ever seen; I've named him Dog. Don't ask.
3. Attempted (and succeeded, more or less) to make Mitarushi Dango for the first time. For those of you not familiar with dango, they are Japanese treats shaped like little balls that you skewer, grill like shishkebabs, and then serve with a sauce (you can find a recipe here:
http://konny.fc2web.com/info/jsweets_e.html) served in this instance with home-made Teriaki sauce. They came out pretty damned good, if I say so, but I learned several things: A. Make them SMALLER than walnuts; B. Add more sugar to the Teriaki sauce than the recipe says; and C. They make good late-night snacks. We munched on 'em at Anime Night, where we watched a bit of Karin and Fullmetal Panic, which is crack.
4. I killed a tooth. See, I had this post/crown thingie RIGHT in front beside my canine-tooth, and I was eating a hard candy and it went "Crack!" and... fell out into my hand. Dammit. Must have it fixed TOMORROW. I hate and loath going to the dentist more than I hated and loathed chemo, if that's possible. Isn't that stupid? Chemotherapy was easier for me than going to the dentist.
5. My refrigerator just died, as of about sundown. I think that this and the preceeding comment makes tomorrow a day off; guess I'm calling my boss at an early hour. **sigh** Fortunately he's pretty good about Real Life. So tomorrow will consist of me madly cleaning the fridge out (it should keep stuff until morning, I think; can buy ice then and load up the coolers) and having torture done to my mouth. **shivers**
Mixed bag, don't you think? And other things happened too, like hearing about a medical problem from a friend whose name I can't mention-- bad juju that hopefully will turn out okay (pleasepleaseplease), and talking to my big brother about his upcoming divorce, and doing a bit of writing that I'm more or less pleased with and... just stuff. Could be better, could be infinitely, infinitely worse, oh yes.
Life is very weird sometimes; it just can't seem to make up my mind.
**goes back to munching leftover dango**