When Last We Left Our Intrepid Heroine...

Bordermarch Autumn Melees is coming up and you know...we have a distinct garb shortage around the house.  Well, John and I do.  Add to this moving and such, and well...we could be looking at wearing the exact same things we wore last year.  If that happens, it happens. 

(Damn, need to get the dogs boarded too, for BAM and Turkey Day!)

However, that's not quite what I want to happen.  I'd like to have some more stuff made up by then, so we'll see.  Right now, I'm considering an unlined caftan, in pink cotton twill.  Yes, it's bubblegum pink.  Yes, it's obnoxious.  Cope.  If you're going to BAM and you see this thing, you cannot tell me you didn't know it was me.  (That's if I get it done!)

I've got some more linen, that I can crank out a tunic or two for John before BAM, I think.  Nothing fancy, nothing really hand-sewn, but I think I can do it.

AGH!  Need to call PODS and get the delivery date for that set up too.  I also need to fax the orders to Karl, our landlord, and make sure he got my email about moving. 

What else?  Oh, yeah, going to WLC next Jan, so need to get cranking on that, too.  Fun. 

Um.  Not too much else going on.  Some folx I know are worrying about whether they'll have a military job in the next fiscal year.  I think so, because we have commitments that are going to extend us out for a while, no matter what, so with some judicious work and planning it should be okay.

Okay, not much else to say.