Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Short takes just to catch up on things I meant to write about before and haven't gotten a chance to yet...

I had guessed correctly regarding the contents of the mystery package via UPS, which I received yesterday because my schedule slipped so much that I was still home when the UPS driver showed up. It's a VCR. Who sent it is still a mystery -- I've got a couple of guesses, but only one clue. (And I'm not sure whether that clue was really a clue or merely a well-timed observation?) In a situation like this does one go asking folks whether they sent it so they can be properly thanked, or does one assume they wanted to remain both anonymous and mysterious and simply toss one's thanks out in the fora the gift giver almost certainly reads?

Thanks for the VCR, somebody. This means I have four broken VCRs that I need to take apart and poke at or dispose of, three broken VCRs that kindasorta work sometimes and/or in certain ways (given to me to replace the one that I complained about having broken recently), and now one new, shiny, reliable, everything-works VCR to feel safe trusting with the shows I want to timeshift. *Whew* I am grateful.

Yesterday was more difficult than it should have been, probably largely because of having done so much on Thursday. I woke earlier than I had expected to, after too little sleep, and got off to a good start on the way-too-many-things-to-do for the day, but started moving more and more slowly and feeling like I needed a nap. I was supposed to visit the friend I've mentioned who is in town for the wedding of two other friends, and show her the photos from her own wedding, which I'd picked up from the photo labs on Thursday. We rescheduled for later in the day and I tried to get ready for the weekend. Then I called later and rescheduled for later still. I did finally get there, though as soon as I left the house I realized several things I'd forgotten to pack. (One of the many things that delayed me was my not being able to find the clothes I had been thinking of wearing tomorrow.) At long last and very late, I got Perrine into her carrier and got everything into the car.

Thirty minutes into a forty-five minute drive, Perrine started crying with a much more distressed sound than her previous whimpers, and then she threw up. Actually, both ends of the cat were involved. Bleah. Ick. There wasn't much I could do about it until I reached my destination.

So when I got there, we spent the first fifteen minutes cleaning up the cat-carrier and Perrine's tail. I got to hang out with my friend and her mother, and we all got to watch Perrine explore as much of the house as she was allowed before she decided to curl up under a piece of furniture in the dining room (the room all the humans were in, of course). And I showed off the photos and listened to some cool tunes. Her husband, who had driven from Cleaveland, showed up tired and needing to sleep about the time I should have been leaving anyhow, so we said hellos and goodbyes and he was introduced to the cat (who came out from her lurking place when she heard another voice), and we carried things out to the car to head on toward anniemal's house. LiveJournal came up because I asked my friend whether she read my journal so as to know whether to re-tell a story or merely refer to it, and I mentioned that if one were to pick one person's journal to read, theferrett's would be a good choice ... and this produced gleeful laughter because it turns out they're in the gaming group he's written about. So it turns out I've actually met him (at their wedding that I was showing the photos from) but had absolutely no idea who he was at the time. I am amused. Cue up that song from the Disney ride now...

I made it to the home of anniemal and syntonic_comma in the wee hours. Perrine got sick in the car again but didn't have anything in her to throw up, so there was discomfort but no mess that time -- this was her first trip in the Honda, and I'm worried that maybe the different suspension produces a ride that disagrees with her. We'll see how the ride home goes. She was annoyed and hid behind the couch most of last night, but she seems to have forgiven me now. The poodle has been following her around the house, so she's been annoyed about that instead.

I've got some clothing choices with me for tomorrow and need to decide just what I am going to wear since I couldn't find my first choice. I've got a few cameras with me, and a bunch of lenses, and I narrowly avoided forgetting all the film in the fridge at home, so I'll have something to put into the cameras. Letter Opener is in the trunk of the car, so I can show it to silmaril tomorrow, and if enough other people bring swords maybe we can do that arch-of-swords thing for the bride and groom. I forgot to bring my Prilosec, but more has been purchased. I forgot to bring batteries for the flash strobes, but I can borrow rechargeables. I forgot a bunch of other things which may or may not turn out to be important.

So I just have to make sure I don't stress so much tonight about getting everything left to do done and trying to be perfect, so that I'm relaxed and rested tomorrow afternoon and can properly enjoy helping friends celebrate their wedding by watching the ceremony and partaking of the big party afterwards and shooting some film 'cause I like doing that.

I might get around to reading LiveJournal tonight. I'm not sure. If I don't catch up until Monday or Tuesday, there are going to be a whopping huge pile of entries on my friends page. The last time I got behind, it was 283 friends-entries, and by the time I'd zipped through those, another 80 had shown up.

I hope most of y'all (ideally all) had a good St. Valentine's Day (whether it was a saints-day for you, or a Hallmark holiday, or just a day).

Edit 00:45 -- VCR sender identified and thanked again.