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Monday, 26 October 2009

So Bryn Gwlad had a Birthday and so did the King. Here is a picture of the cake I baked for him at the Queen's behest. I'm glad someone took a pic, because I realized after it was half eaten I hadn't. Credit and thanks to Caelin on Andrede of Elfsea for the photos.
This is actually the first German Chocolate Cake I've ever made. I used my mom's recipe, doubled of course. The ravens were done with silver & black sanding sugar and a stencil I made by looking at His Majesty's personal arms on the Ansteorran website.
I think it went over well.

Tuesday, 29 September 2009

Dad's surgery went well, he has a post-op appointment tommorow and then it is lots of rest and an eyepatch. Arrrr!
NERVES

My dad is having out patient surgery today and for some reason I am just a bundle of jittery nerves over it.
My mom, sadly, has out patient surgery, biopsies and tests all the time. She's got a laundry list of ailments and is living a very hard life. When she has one of her procedures, I am nervous, but not like today.
I wonder if it is because my dad is rarely sick. I wonder if I put more stake in his health, since mom's is always so suspect. I wonder if it is because it is eye surgery and I find anything about the eyes to be wiggy and disturbing. He has to be awake for it, I think I would personally come unglued at that prospect.
My dad's poor eyes have been through a lot. He's worked outside all of his life, in one form of construction or another. The eye they are working on has had glass, metal and wood shards in at one time or another. (Wood is the worst FYI.) It was also struck by a high pressure water washer wand (like at the do it yourself car washes) at one point. The fact that he still has vision in it is amazing. He also has early stage glaucoma and the scar tissue doesn't allow for that eye to release pressure properly. So the procedure they are doing is putting in an artificial shunt/blister to relieve and release pressure.
Surgery was scheduled for 9am, but he was the second surgery of the day. I traded texts back in forth with the sister on duty (mine, not a nun) at 10:30am and they had just taken him back to get him prepped. I am at work, at lunch at the moment, wishing I had taken the day off because for some reason I'm going bonkers. Not to say I want to be at the hospital going bonkers with my sister and mom, but it would be nice to be going bonkers in private and not have to attempt to get some work done.
Sigh....I wish sis would text.....I can't shake or downsize this unease at all.

Sunday, 13 September 2009

Watching the Cowboys with the family. I'm not allowed to watch football at home...it scares the dog and Aaron and sometimes the neighbors...but mostly Aaron.

Friday, 11 September 2009

Eight years ago today, I was in a Houston hotel room getting dressed to go an Oracle training class with Good Morning America on the TV. I was staring right at the TV, when the 2nd plane hit the 2nd tower. I remember screaming, 'Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!' & spinning around in place not knowing what to do. I called my family, they wanted me to come home. But the training was expensive and already paid for, so I decided to go ahead and stay. A few minutes into the class that none of us were paying any attention to, they evacuated the high rise were in. We were on the 38th floor, and as I was quickly making my way down the stairs, I was thinking...'Imagine doing this with the building shaking and on fire.' Downtown Houston was chaotic. People were standing in the streets, not knowing what to do. They wouldn't let anyone back into any of the buildings and there was a traffic jam to get out. Across the street, there were barriers being put up and guards with guns surrounding the Federal buildings. Stories were rampant, planes were missing, towers falling, the pentagon was hit, what was next, who was doing this!

My classmates and I ended wandering down the street and spending the day in a bar watching everything unfold on TV. The next day we finished the class, but over half the people in it had flown in and couldn't fly out. One group of three was from Raleigh, NC. The rental car company told them they could not, under any circumstances, take the car they rented out of state. They left for home in it anyway. Originally my company had asked me if I wanted to fly or drive to Houston. At the time I told them, 'I can drive to Houston standing on my head. No, I do not want to fly, pfft.' I was certainly glad I hadn't. I just wanted to be home and was so glad I could just get in my car and go.

I remember days later at the Wild Basin working on Haunted Trails looking up in the sky and seeing a plane fly over and my heart jolted a little. I thought to myself, who would of thought seeing a plane in the sky would seem strange and almost frightening?

Thursday, 27 August 2009

It has been awhile...

I signed on to read blogs and realized I hadn't posted anything in awhile and my last two posts were such downers....So an update.
The SUV is back and doing okay, I'm supposed to take it to the repair shop Saturday and let them flush the systems again to make certain that all the burnt up gunk is well and truly gone.
I'm working my tail feathers off at work because it is fiscal year end, but that's normal in accounting. I'm rapidly building up comp hours again...So getting time off is only ever really a matter of finding a good time to take time.
The fall Baron's Men production is really starting to get going, should be a really fun show. It's going to be different from anything we've done before, but very exciting. It really is a combination of two of my very favorite things, haunting and period theater. At tonight's rehearsal I made a wonderfully evil suggestion to the Lead Director and she loved it. I can so do disturbing...buhahahaha!
Here is our poster art, done by Jenn Davis our resident artist:
Unfortunately, due to this being Bryn Gwlad's 30th Year Anniversary, there really wasn't room on the schedule for the play. So there won't be an SCA performance this time around. But if you are in the Austin area, try to find a weekend to come see the show, it should be awesome!

Wednesday, 12 August 2009

Got the estimate on the SUV repairs...I think I'm going to have to sell a kidney. ::SIGH::

Monday, 10 August 2009

Pennsic = Full of FAIL
(And that was BEFORE my SUV died 35 miles East of Dallas and my family had to rent a car carrier and drive two vehicles up from Far SOUTH Austin to pick up my dead SUV and the trailer and I got home at 3:30am Monday morning and had to take an unscheduled day off from work and I have no idea what the cost will be to repair the dead SUV.)
It would take Buddy winning Crown and making me Queen before I would EVER go to Pennsic again.