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Sep. 20th, 2010 11:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pensnestA Good Weekend is one during which I have a rikes, a nopseud and an ephemera staying at my house.
Most efficient collection-from-Stansted ever, asrikes was walking towards me before I'd even got into the terminal! And nopseud was at home when we returned, and had her internet connection all set up already. Not that I'm entirely convinced about the Neopets, but whatever. We were cruel to ephemera, though, and left her stranded at the station until it occurred to me that my Beast and his brother had been on the phone for a Very Long Time and it was possible someone else had been trying to call to say I'm on a horse train. So I sent a text from my pretty new mobile and shortly afterwards, suitable order was restored.
We had a cheese fondue for supper, first time in *years*, and it was jolly good. Also blackberry and apple crumble, blackberries gathered from the garden at Great Personal Cost—you should see the scars on my arms! But blackberries are very tasty indeed and should not be allowed to go to waste.
So we did the usual thing of nattering almost non-stop, and laughing a good deal, and drinking bucketloads of tea. There's a sort of seamless flitting from subject to subject, with pop and slash and fannishness interweaving with 'normal' stuff. It all seems to work very well. We didn't manage to figure out how to run a "recipient tells author what to write" story challenge, though it has awesome potential. Andnopseud failed to persuade me that my not-Trickyfish pairing for this year's MTYG must be Joey Lance/Brian. ephemera had to leave on Saturday, alas, but it was delightful to have had her company.
Beast and I went to our regular Body Balance class on Sunday morning and took the other two along so that they could swim/sauna/steam and bubble in the oversized jacuzzi at our gym. Very civilised, really.nopseud left late on Sunday afternoon, and rikes and I indulged in gratuitous footage watching, mostly of Kris Allen being adorable* and a bit of Lance, Joey and Drew on DWTS. Bed "early", ie before midnight, as we had to get up at 0515 and take rikes to Stansted.
After which Beast and I progressed (quite slowly) onward round the M25 (etc) and took FIL to sell his car back to the dealer he bought it from, some 18 months/1,000 miles ago. Not a typo. No actual sign of FIL's house moving into the Exchange of Contracts phase yet, we blame Santander. And the solicitors. I acquired a deckle edge paper cutter, two frying pans (heh) and my bucket of tetris knitting wot I left behind on our last visit. And left my fleece on the back of FIL's chair. Really, it's a wonder I didn't forget my *shoes*, I was in a zombie state all day, being Too Old to stay up until 3am nattering about Fun Stuff, or get out of bed before the sun is up. Never mind, age is just a number. Actually I am only twenty-three. As is my daughter. Hmm.
Was rather charmed to see on my friends list a post in a fic finding community that was plainly looking for "Bouquet". \o/ Also, someone had identified it and tracked it down. Yay.
* a redundant statement, really, since when is he not?
rikes, a nopseud and an ephemera staying at my house. Most efficient collection-from-Stansted ever, as
rikes was walking towards me before I'd even got into the terminal! And nopseud was at home when we returned, and had her internet connection all set up already. Not that I'm entirely convinced about the Neopets, but whatever. We were cruel to ephemera, though, and left her stranded at the station until it occurred to me that my Beast and his brother had been on the phone for a Very Long Time and it was possible someone else had been trying to call to say I'm on a We had a cheese fondue for supper, first time in *years*, and it was jolly good. Also blackberry and apple crumble, blackberries gathered from the garden at Great Personal Cost—you should see the scars on my arms! But blackberries are very tasty indeed and should not be allowed to go to waste.
So we did the usual thing of nattering almost non-stop, and laughing a good deal, and drinking bucketloads of tea. There's a sort of seamless flitting from subject to subject, with pop and slash and fannishness interweaving with 'normal' stuff. It all seems to work very well. We didn't manage to figure out how to run a "recipient tells author what to write" story challenge, though it has awesome potential. And
nopseud failed to persuade me that my not-Trickyfish pairing for this year's MTYG must be ephemera had to leave on Saturday, alas, but it was delightful to have had her company.Beast and I went to our regular Body Balance class on Sunday morning and took the other two along so that they could swim/sauna/steam and bubble in the oversized jacuzzi at our gym. Very civilised, really.
nopseud left late on Sunday afternoon, and rikes and I indulged in gratuitous footage watching, mostly of Kris Allen being adorable* and a bit of Lance, Joey and Drew on DWTS. Bed "early", ie before midnight, as we had to get up at 0515 and take rikes to Stansted. After which Beast and I progressed (quite slowly) onward round the M25 (etc) and took FIL to sell his car back to the dealer he bought it from, some 18 months/1,000 miles ago. Not a typo. No actual sign of FIL's house moving into the Exchange of Contracts phase yet, we blame Santander. And the solicitors. I acquired a deckle edge paper cutter, two frying pans (heh) and my bucket of tetris knitting wot I left behind on our last visit. And left my fleece on the back of FIL's chair. Really, it's a wonder I didn't forget my *shoes*, I was in a zombie state all day, being Too Old to stay up until 3am nattering about Fun Stuff, or get out of bed before the sun is up. Never mind, age is just a number. Actually I am only twenty-three. As is my daughter. Hmm.
Was rather charmed to see on my friends list a post in a fic finding community that was plainly looking for "Bouquet". \o/ Also, someone had identified it and tracked it down. Yay.
* a redundant statement, really, since when is he not?
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