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To recapp this weekend.

Friday night was the masked ball. The hotel provided excellent nibbles. I managed to dance twice. One dance was the Horse's Bransle (pronounced Brawl). This was danced in a line of ladies facing a line of lords so that as the dance progressed every lord danced with every lady some more briefly than others. Yes there was a prince in that line but he was one of the ones that didn't stay long. Every repeat moved you two lords down and the second one was the one you danced with. The second dance was the Korabushka and this Russian dance isn't nessicarily a period dance but it has become tradition. This is danced by couples in a circle, so of course I danced with earcmacfithil. He hates the idea of dancing but when you actually get him out on the dance floor he enjoys it.
( The Blow by Blow account here. )


Sunday was more sitting at the booth and the bout of sickness. I made it home only to get sick again right out side my house. I got some sleep and feel better now although I seem to be running a fever. But it was a good weekend. I do believe we actually made a profit this weekend after site and booth fees, lodging, food, and gas. That is just icing on the cake.

Tonight is the Oregon Potters Association meeting and I'm running for a Board position to see if I can't improve the membership situation before washing my hands of the group. I'm worried that though there are 13 AT LARGE positions and 10 of us running I won't get elected.

Then after the meeting, I'm heading down to Eugene for An Tir's Twelveth Night Coronation.

It is with heavy heart that I type this. For those on my F-List who play in a land called An Tir, I regret to inform you that His Lordship Cirian Cluna Ferta has passed away. He was at Coronation and had a fatal heart attack in his sleep. The loss is imense to me and many others as Cirian was involved in many aspects of what made our land great.

Cirian was the reason I became a herald and has been my unofficial teacher. He was one of my deputies as well as a mentor. He was also seneschal of my shire. He was a kingdom Herald and bardic rabble rouser. His many and verried shoes will be hard to fill.

I saw him Wednessday at a heraldry meeting and he was lacking much of his usual pep due to his having been in the hospital over the preceeding weekend but he had been determined to attend the meeting and then Coronation this weekend. He went amoung friends after doing what he loved. His lady was with him.

In great Sadness,
Meadhbha inghean Bhrain Mhuilleoir, GdS
Dragon's Mist Pursuivant

So earcmacfithil and I finally made an apperance at Friday Night Revels. Not many people there but ir was good to finally go again. On the way home I decided I want some ice cream to celebrate the mailing of my application so we stopped at Safeway. This was around 10pm. I was wearing this oufit:

looking at the ice cream when this guy who works at the Safeway did the most chivalrous and courtly bow and said, "My queen". Now I've been called a princess, have been asked if I'm in a play, or told I looked raidiant when stopping in grocery stores in garb but this was the first I've been bowed to.

So my weekend was great. I was in charge of merchants for the Shire of Dragon's Mist Harvest Tourney and all five showed up. I do feel kind of bad because I think earcmacfithil and I did the best and the others didn't do so well sales wise. But earcmacfithil and I are doing the dance of Capitalist Supperiority. (We had our best single day sales of our pottery ever. Of course half had been previously ordered and then delievered with payment Saturday but still we did good.)

( Cut for Stargate talk )

But not as much as I scare them!

I'm wearing my pewter button that says that today.

earcmacfithil and I are going camping this weekend. So we have both cars loaded up. Yes both cars for two of us for four days. We are camping at one of our Medival events, Long and Short of It. We are also merchanting our pottery, thus the need for two cars.

Anyway I won't be on line until sometime Sunday evening. Hope you all have a great weekend.

So I had a good weekend. I delivered on a pottery order that I had had since December. The order was to the current King of An Tir (of course said order was made long before he won the Crown Tournament). It was a gift to his Queen and they both loved it. It always makes me happy when people love the pottery I make.

I also got to do some court heraldry in Royal Court. I was able to herald aelfgyfu's offering of the Order of the Laurel. I also heralded another friends Order of the Goutte de Sange (second level service award). I like being able to be the Crown's voice to give my friends goodies.

Sunday, earcmacfithil and I took our pottery to the Dundee Farmer's Market. We sold enough to keep me in coffee and gas for the next week. We'll be back there this coming Sunday so hopefully I have good sales this week too.

I went into the studio to throw some more pots, and succeeded at throwing larger then normal. (For those of you who aren't familiar with my pottery let's just say a couple of pieces live in my purse. I usually throw minuatures.) So I was pleased with myself. It felt good throwing after a month brake.

So earcmacfithil and I went to Tillamook for the Red, White and Moo parade (Tillamook, Oregon is famous for diary products but espeacially cheese so the theme is not that unusual.) Our SCA group was contact by a truss company to ride on their float: a 48 foot flat bed with a castle on each end and us in Medival clothes and two fighters in heavy armor fighting in the middle. So Earc and I arrived about 9AM (Tillamook is about an hour and a half two hours away. We got up at 6AM and those of you who know me know I like to go to bed between 2AM and 4AM so 6 wasn't my favorite part of this plan.) We were up in the float (reached by a ladder) when about 20minutes to parade time I decide to go use the restroom so I go down the ladder only there was a ditch that I stepped in. I twisted my ankle . . . again. (It seems like once a year for the last 3 years I twist my right ankle between the end of May and middle June. The first year i even managed it on my birthday.) Now I'm on the couch with ice (finally) on the ankle and pain meds. (Which I rarely take.) We did the whole parade(I sat on a chair on the float most of the time.) and then the guy who asked us to be in the parade had the eight of us over to his house for pizza as a thanks.(The float won the Festival trophy.)