||[Jun. 20th, 2007|11:20 am]
Whole lotta labia.
|[||how ya feelin'?
Why do you people always believe the bit about the dog? There's never a dog.
ST headed up to the event on Thursday afteroon, the right of a teacher on summer vacation. He found us a perfect spot (under the big maple that's usually next to Your Inner Vagabond) and got the tent pitched and the air mattress inflated so that when I rolled in late on Friday night it was just a matter of tossing the bedding on to the right spot and crashing out. Which, let me tell you, I did with a vengance. I slept like a rock until about 7:30 and then we got up, wandered a bit, had breakfast and then I promptly went back to sleep until 11. Most. Decadent. Morning. Ever.
We went out to the battlefield and got the sunshade set up. I love that sunshade, it's fast, easy and takes up almost no room in the car. ST went to get armored and inspected, I sat down and put my feet up. (this will become a theme) wizardglick joined me and sat for a bit while we watched things gear up. We said hi to Kelly and April as they came up to lend a well-dressed hand with the waterbearing and then I put my projects down for a while to go get a shower, get garbed, and crank up the a/c in the car. Mmmmm... a/c.
I spent the remainder of the afternoon with my feet up, a collection of cold drinks, some high-protein lunch options, and some fantastic company. I got the C banner almost finished and then a stray breeze left me with a bit silver splotch at the top. Ah well. I can redo it with very little difficulty and it was a nice way to spend the day. At this point my ankles were getting a little puffy and ST was finished fighting so we pitched everything in the back of the car and headed back for a lie-down. We had a bit of a rest, and a fantastic dinner. I got to listen to him do the happy-fighter-dance about how many shots he got in and who he killed and how he did with the sword and all of that while I munched on some lovely ribs and (say it with me) put my feet up.
After dinner we had a long quiet stretch with our books in the shade and then took a long walk down to the block (pulled the weeds from around Cait's azalea), around the lake, and back up to the tent. Divine, really. Just what I wanted and the increased movement got the ankles down quite a bit. Perfect.
The sun set, court finished, and we ventured out to be social. We stopped by to see friends and ended up staying to hang out for a good bit. It was really quite nice. Chris was a fantastic host and there were lots of stories to be had. When the owner of the chair I'd been sitting in came back I stood up and moved back a bit and was joined by oushi's Shane. He proceeded to spend the next 20 minutes or so talking about how wonderful she is. He talked about her cooking, their recent forays into homesteading, what his hopes are for their future, and how giddy he is about how she clicked with his mother. It was, in a word, adorable. Completely. I love listening to men gush about the women they love, it reminds me how much I like my own gushy fella.
We wrapped up the evening with a surprisingly literary conversation with a more-than-mildly-drunk Stinky and then took the slow route back to the tent. Another really great night's sleep and we were up and out of bed early the next morning. Like a well-oiled machine we got packed up and organized before the rain started and then on the road 15 minutes ahead of schedule. ST went to see his folks, I went home. I'd love to say that I was then wildly productive, but the fact is that I was cranky at the traffic, tired from the drive, and in the mood to do fuck-all. Which is what I did. Eventually I got the car unpacked and caught up with some work but for the bulk of it I just chilled. We made an early night of it.
Monday was almost a day off since we had no morning appointments, no evening appointments, and nothing on the schedule. I was able to get some project work done and we did a fair bit of cleaning around the house. Yesterday we toured a day-care center in the morning (no.. just.. no.. and again, a world of no) and then had our New Family Orientation at the pediatrician. Very satisfying, good decision, now let's go home. It was a bit of a fitful night but I got to wake up next to ST and the baby was nice and active so at least it was a fitful family night. This morning we toured another day care place (ST is besotted, I am in deep smit, I think we have a winner) and tonight is a doctor's appointment. We'll be reviewing the bloodwork I had done on Friday and a few other recent measurements.
Work has been completely nuts but in that good and productive way. I'm pleased. ST's offer letter came in from the new school. I did a happy dance. :)
And this coming weekend his mother is throwing me a nice intimate party in Morgantown. There will be games, there will be food, it will be lovely. And I will not stalk my registry. Because that's tacky. Yes. *firm* Also, let's be honest, most of the guests are Steve's older female relatives and those are not traditionally "practical gift" people. They're ruffled-pink-stuff people and worlds-cutest-booties people. And I'm looking forward to taking lots of pictures of those. The poor doomed child will not get through her teen years unscathed by the phrase "Come see this picture of her in the booties!" Either way the party will be a great time and I'm looking forward to seeing so many people I haven't seen since the wedding and getting to hug on them.
I think it's worth noting that the woman who did my blood-draw on Friday did so with what must have been a garden hose. Seriously. Either that or she did it at some angle uknown to science because my entire elbow swelled up and there's a huge friggin' bruise there now. I pride myself on not being a needle/blood wussy and I've managed coherent and really quite normal conversations through the other seventeen vials of blood I've had taken during this pregnancy but GOOD GOD this one hurt. Ok. I'm done now.
Hey, tech people, I brought down a file via torrent last night only I find that it's labelled as a .bin file instead of .avi or somesuch. Because .bin is a recognized file type any attempt to rename it results in it being blah.avi.bin instead of blah.avi or whatever. Suggestions?
ok.. that's it for me. Now that the boring post is out of the way (the Dear Diary entry, as it were) I can get on to the actual fun posts. Speaking of which, Dr. Who 3.11 - Utopia... I have only this to say: OMG SQUEEEEE!
That is all.