![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Gentle readers,
My crazy weekend actually started on Thursday when I got sent home from work earily due to the power outage. Friday Lydia's school was canceled again due to no power but they didn't tell any one so she got picked by bus as usual and then sent home.
On the plus side this meant that we could leave for Jersyville early. On the down side our schedule had us hitting toronto at 6. So, instead of spending 2 hours in traffic we had 2 hours with Yummymummy which was much nicer. They even fed us. Even with the stop, we still made it to Roak's with enough time to finish the brais that I started around Brock Vegas.
Why was I making brais? Well, apparently with no regard for my opinion, the universe wants me to wear 14th century garb. I've got no other explanation for it. Other than having to make one quick repair on the way to the event (while wearing them) they worked out great.
The only downside was that thanks to all of the hunching over needle and fabric I made my lower back angry. This meant no fencing. Especially disappointing due to the cool tournaments that Jocelyn devised.
Instead I wandered around and had some lovely chats with people I rarely talk to. I also got to noodle around on Alix's harp.
The feast was fantastic and the coronation ceremony was fun without being too cheesy. I was even gifted some delicious unsweetened dark chocolate from a place in Toronto and got to try another from France which was amazing.
The only dark spot was a bit of drama that could really have been handled much better. I feel like I could have done something earlier to keep it from going as far as I did, be hindsight is 20/20 as they say.
We made it out and back to where we were staying and watched UFC 129 with a pile of scadians. Interesting commentary and a very scary looking hematoma.
To be continued...
My crazy weekend actually started on Thursday when I got sent home from work earily due to the power outage. Friday Lydia's school was canceled again due to no power but they didn't tell any one so she got picked by bus as usual and then sent home.
On the plus side this meant that we could leave for Jersyville early. On the down side our schedule had us hitting toronto at 6. So, instead of spending 2 hours in traffic we had 2 hours with Yummymummy which was much nicer. They even fed us. Even with the stop, we still made it to Roak's with enough time to finish the brais that I started around Brock Vegas.
Why was I making brais? Well, apparently with no regard for my opinion, the universe wants me to wear 14th century garb. I've got no other explanation for it. Other than having to make one quick repair on the way to the event (while wearing them) they worked out great.
The only downside was that thanks to all of the hunching over needle and fabric I made my lower back angry. This meant no fencing. Especially disappointing due to the cool tournaments that Jocelyn devised.
Instead I wandered around and had some lovely chats with people I rarely talk to. I also got to noodle around on Alix's harp.
The feast was fantastic and the coronation ceremony was fun without being too cheesy. I was even gifted some delicious unsweetened dark chocolate from a place in Toronto and got to try another from France which was amazing.
The only dark spot was a bit of drama that could really have been handled much better. I feel like I could have done something earlier to keep it from going as far as I did, be hindsight is 20/20 as they say.
We made it out and back to where we were staying and watched UFC 129 with a pile of scadians. Interesting commentary and a very scary looking hematoma.
To be continued...
