(mmmm… Gulf Wars and Mega Moon. Or whatever it was they were calling it.)
I did a lot in March. Actually, I don’t remember the first part of the month, since it was mostly spent working and dealing with SCA administrative stuff, and went by in a sort of blur. However, the 2 weeks at the end made up for a lot.
Summarized, here’s what went on:
Attended my first Gulf Wars (actually, my first large-scale SCA war, period)
Finished kanchala #2
Bought a lucet (finally)
Bought a supported drop spindle
Met lots of great folks who live out-of-kingdom
Played Holi for the first time
Drove to Suwanee by myself for the first time
Learned three new songs on my ukulele
I have now acquired two new crafts, one of which is an extension of a craft I already do. The supported drop spindle is hard to spin with, but I imagine that like the regular drop spindle, it will become easier in time. I wound all the cotton I’d spun already off the small spindle I bought at last year’s S&W and have begun to spin the blue wool and silk blend my lovely husband won for me at the combined Ean Airghead/Al Arsalan holiday party, and it’s lovely.
The lucet is pretty much the best lazy craft ever. I try to carry sock knitting around, but it’s still pretty bulky. When I had a European persona, I coveted a lucet, and never had the money for one. Now that I no longer need lucet cord, I can finally afford a lucet. I plan on making lots of lucet cord and then gifting it.
And so then after the crazy whirlwind SCA event and Holi and all kinds of errands, I spent a morning with CG being denied institutional worship (the ISKCON temple and the Orthodox chapel were both closed), eating yogurt for lunch and buying yet more yarn. That evening I piled into a car with husband, belongings, Jennie and Obby and tootled on off to Orlando for Megacon. There was a brief interlude at an excellent Middle Eastern restaurant (sort of Lebanese-Kashmiri-Punjabi-Turkish), and then a weird sort of three days wandering around following this guy:
who looked like this the next day:
I kid you not. I feel as though I have now actually met Superman. He had the whole persona down! I may have followed him around in sort of creepy stalker-fashion, to the point where he began to recognize me, and where I made Jennie drive around the block a couple of times so I could ogle him.
But really. You all know how I feel about Superman, especially the Christopher Reeve version. This is like meeting the physical embodiment of a fandom.
Now I’m back at work. This weekend is another apprentices class, which we’ll do at Fool’s War. Beldthora is teaching us bobbin lace! Should be pretty relaxing.
Just in time for Wrestlemania on Sunday. Wish me luck!