The great adventures of ArwebNiesKit.

Once upon a time there was a girl named Kit. She was really great. And she had these great friends named Nie and Arwen. One day, Nie and Arwen decided to go visit Kit. So they hopped on a couple of planes and flew to Ohio. There they had all kinds of wonderful adventures.

The end.

No really, I’m extremely happy right now. I’m in Ohio with Kit and Arwen- Arwen who made the website AU that I went on for so many years, and Kit who I worked with there- and we’re just having such a nice time. I talk to Kit almost every day online, and Arwen and I aren’t in quite as constant touch but are still friends. And the three of us get on so well.

Yesterday I came in to Cleveland and Kit’s brother Kyle, his friend, and the two girls picked me up. We drove around a bit and ate at #1Pho- Vietnamese food apparently. Kit is Vietnamese. Her brother is too, incidentally. So are her parents.
I had Pho. It was good. Even on my weird and uncooperative stomach. We also tried bubble tea.
Then we came home and took pictures and sat in the garden, and then gave each other presents. Kit had made a massive scrapbook for Arwen with help from the AU members, and that was really neat. Arwen had been in Israel, and brought Kit and I each a pretty bag. And Kit gave me about a zillion CDs she’d made for me, and a really, really pretty hairstick. I gave each of them homemade salve and oil.

And then we curled up and ate honeydew melon and watched the first half of A Very Potter Musical. Which is hilarious, beeteedubs. And then went to bed, at about 12:30. I woke up, of course, at 7:30 or so and tried not wake the girls up. It is now 10:45 and Arwen is in the shower. And we are going to get food. And I’m going to make chai, because I can’t drink coffee right now. *tear*

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Salvation Army

Yesterday afternoon I came across the greatest pair of grunge revival boots ever. I’ve been kind of wanting a pair for a while but would never consider getting them anywhere but the Salvation Army. I mean…they’re grunge boots. Spending money for them would kind of defeat the purpose.
But anyway. They’re fun.
We were actually looking for costumes for a murder mystery dinner at the South Portland First Baptist church…which turned out to be a wildly successful venture. Jordan was to be Robin Hood, and immediately I discovered a pair of knee-high, lace-up suede boots that had merry men written all over them. Also a matching leather vest. Than, who was assigned Huck Finn, came away with the biggest pair of G-Unit overalls you’ve ever seen. [Technically they were Carhartt, but all he needed was an oversized Ecko shirt and some vans and he'd be the biggest G this side of Boston.] Also a chambray shirt which we rubbed with dirt and a big straw hat. We also smeared dirt on his face.
I didn’t buy anything for my costume there, but I did find a Gunne Sax knock-off that I’ve since fallen in love with. It’s clearly some other brand trying to look like GS- but the neat bit is that they’re copying the early Gunnies, the black label stuff from the early sixties that’s so hard to find. It’s very renaissance.

I started listing stuff in my Etsy shop tonight. I’m going to wait till I’ve got lots of items written up before I actually post any- I’m hoping a full shop will look better. And now I’d better go to sleep. I have to do chart prep tomorrow.

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Exterminate, you ninnies

Guess what? I really love Doctor Who. And I’m even dorky enough to want to go to a convention to hang out with other people who really love Doctor Who.

And I need to work on this dress but I’m sort of stuck.

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Well that’s funny…

I don’t know what this says about me at all.

I’m making a dress and I need to either find and alter or make from scratch a sleeve pattern. So I googled “draft armscy.”

One of the first results was a blog post of my own from 2005 talking enthusiastically about how I was going to draft the armscy for the dress I was working on.

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I woke up with a slightly sore throat this morning, and then spent most of the day with a mildly upset stomach. It wasn’t a terrible day, but the third consecutive day without sun, the huge stacks of PAQ scanning and the lady who decided I was the one to blame for her husband’s death and her lack of subsequent retirement funding made it less pleasant than it could have been.

I called Matt about an hour ago and discovering that he, too, had had a crummy day and both of us had napped the afternoon away, decided that we should get together. So he’s coming over shortly. We’re going to get tea or something…though I’m so tired I’m not sure how long I’ll last.

Emiliana Torrini makes nice music. You should try her out. (I don’t think anyone really checks in here anymore- I really sort of post for my own records or enjoyment or whatever. Hmm.)

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Guess what

…it’s a stupid world.

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The Resistance

Muse’s new album came out yesterday. Matt and Than and I went to David’s flat and listened to it on his super-good speakers. It was pretty good, though I wasn’t sure what to think at first. There was a lot of 80s type influence and an actual glam -pop song, which made me laugh a little. But now I’ve listened to it more today and I think I really like it. One thing I’ve always liked about Muse is their variety. Even within albums its hard to get bored. Well, they’ve just upped the ante, that’s all.

I’m feeling really rotten today. I’m making corn chowder cause we have corn that needs to be used up…but I’m feeling down, and it’s cold. When it hits about 65 my hands start to get cold and it just makes me really tetchy. I hate being cold.

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Purple Shirt

I’m having a good day. 

So I found a random purple shirt at the top of the stairs this morning while I was looking for something to wear. So I put it on. It’s like a button-up Oxford type, too big for me, and this great shade of purple. Mom came home and told me she was getting rid of it. And now it is mine. 

Also, Mom gave me her old 70s leather boots. I’m completely chuffed. I’ve been kind of wanting a pair but not enough to buy one…when I’ve finished my culottes they’ll go really well and when I wake up thinking, “SEVENTIES” I can satisfy that need.

Matt and I are going to go for coffee. I have to go to hospital tomorrow. Tonight I hope to see my beau. Or rather, my boof. That’s the Than story of the month, that one:

Than: Hannah, can I borrow your boof?
Me: What?
Than: Can I borrow your boof? Your boof…boof? That’s what you call him, isn’t it?
Me: You mean beau?

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Wedding and Bible Club

So Liz got married on Saturday and everything was beautiful and wonderful and immensely enjoyable. And she wore the dress I made her. :) It was really exciting to see something I’d made up front like that. And Liz was so pretty! She had a pink sash and a little veil. Nathanael and Liz are both friends of mine, so I knew many of the local attendees and really had a nice time. After the wedding, Mel and I expended a lot of energy blowing bubbles up each others’ noses and having fun. 

Yesterday, Than and I took on junior church. We planned ahead and told the story about Elijah and Baal’s prophets and the fire from heaven. We wanted to make it interesting so we made Than a beard out of a big hunk of cotton stuffing and hung it from his ears with a string. It dangled a few inches under his chin. At least it made the kids laugh. 

Then Today, David and I went to help Mrs. Noonan out with a Bible club she was doing at a nearby park. Once one gets through the first half hour or so it’s usually pretty enjoyable. I talked with several kids and had a generally nice and productive time. And David was there of course. So that was nice. 

And now, my stomach is rumbling. I think I need to get a smackerel. Oh, bee tee doubleyou, I had mackerel on our island trip.

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I am so peopled out. With Aunt Margaret’s wedding there have been a lot of people coming in and out of the house and frankly not a lot of time for catching one’s breath. It was nice, though. Aunt Margaret’s wedding was perfect and beautiful and seeing all the family was great, even if it was tiring. Finally got to meet all the Atlanta cousins. Last night, before they left, we all gathered in the living room for prayer, and at the end Canon prayed for all of us. In his squeaky little two-year-old voice. And then he walked over to me and pointed and said, “I prayed for her.” It was sweet and somehow it felt like that prayer was extra special. 

I sold a dress on Ebay for the first time! It went for about 25 dollars. I’m pretty pleased. It never fails to amaze me how a person consistently needs money whether they particularly want it or not. Specifically me. Oh well, I’ve just made a little. 

Today I have cleaned my room a bit and done the dishes and I need to do the living room before lunch. Eek, it’s one o’clock already. I wish the darn sun would come out. It is so dark and that makes everything ten times harder, or so I’m convinced. *sigh* So dark. I need to mail that dress, so maybe I can force myself to take a walk to the post. At least I’d get a bit of air then…but it’s so dismal I’m not sure I’ll be able to get myself to do it. 

I need to think what other useful things I can try and accomplish today. My plan is to work on Liz’s dress tomorrow and following. Today I just feel like curling up in a ball with hot soup and watching old Star Trek episodes. Its so dark and cold, that’s probably what I’ll end up doing. *sigh* Hot soup DOES sound nice.

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