Dead, dead, dead

[valarltd]

So, off at midnight last night. 'Twere the white pants that tempted the Rain of Blood, I tell you. And me without my tylenol all day.

Squeed a little while with jkb around 1 AM. Hope it helped her as much it did me. I need MWC. My fannish fire burns low. No writing. No vidding, minimal art.

Up at 6:45 to get the kids off to the play. Baked banana muffins (cheated with Bisquick), and got everyone out in time.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was really good. The Oompa-Loompas stole the show. And the sets were some of the best I've seen with CYT. Jonner got a good laugh as the squirrel who pushes Mr. Salt down the garbage chute.

There was pizza for lunch, and nice chatting with parents. IBC creme soda is the real stuff. Fabulous!

CYT is doing "A Christmas Carol" in the fall, and "Tom Sawyer" as well. Bunny wants to be Aunt Polly. The old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the room; then she put them up and looked out under them. She seldom or never looked through them for so small a thing as a boy; they were her state pair, the pride of her heart, and were built for "style," not service -- she could have seen through a pair of stove-lids just as well.

After the afternoon show, we came home and I crashed for about an hour and a half before work.
I hate naps. I woke up sick, coughing and sneezing, with a throat to strike a match on. On the way to work, I noticed my lip was tender against my waterbottle. Oh crap. A fever blister.

Hello, body, why not just a plague of boils while you're at it? Piling on much? I know, I know, mustn't tempt the fates. Not after Mudd's staph infection last fall. (hopefully I have enough anti-biotic in my system to ward THAT)

I work tonight and tomorrow then I have Fri and Sat off. Yay Beltaine! I have a lovely dress, and will spend tomorrow making patterns for Bunny's new Irish dress. I need to find my chemise for her and see if Bunny's fits me. Must find the boys' clothes, and make a dress for Dollface.

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[ellabel.livejournal.com]

Beltaine? the SCA event?

>>; my parents met at that like... thirty years ago.

I went... last year, was it? O_O;

ugh cramps. *kills self* wtf is up with week-early periods? it's the ALIENS.
... or else it's the high school stressing everyone out to the point where they fall apart.

[valarltd.livejournal.com]

It would have been exactly 30 years ago. This is the 30th year anniversary of the event and the Barony.

I'm going out with the whole crew.

I haven't cramped like this in months. Let's NOT talk clots.
I'm only about 3 days early, and I'm sure it's just the stress of pre-finals late-night hours, play, and upcoming event.