WordPress got all fancy again. It looks like a time-suck, but I’m generally open to that.

I’m still missing my camera cable, which makes me sad since I have so many exciting things to show off. Tonight I’m going to attempt to sew up an entire period kirtle (don’t laugh – SCA-type people do this sort of thing regularly, and apparently without memory of the last time they tried, wherein they attempted to create a full Elizabethan kit in the hours between 5pm and 5:30 am the next morning, without sleep, and didn’t succeed, and then ended up wearing it anyway with duct tape holding the arms into the body), and perhaps finish hemming my head covering thingy (which my husband says makes me look like the Flying Nun).

I won’t drink half a bottle of wine by myself this time, though. I did that last night, and was wholly unproductive. And I stabbed myself in the thumb with the needle. I will, however, be dying my hair afterward, since my roots are almost two inches long and very not black, and therefore very noticeable, and I’m feeling pretty trashy.

I’m also going to hunt for the camera cable so that I can post some photos, because there are photos what need posting.