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Shire Birfumdays

We did an open house on Saturday for members of the Shire that Herself plays in, as well as members of an incipient Shire she's been helping. Quite a bit of fun (if low key for me), and while I didn't get any time in Studio to either clean things up or work in office I did enjoy myself. Pot luck for lunch, and since it was neither an official nor unofficial revel, no garb, no period food, just bring something.


Speaking of garb, while wearing such wasn't part of the day, I did do an impromptu Japanese Clothing lesson. I say clothing as opposed to costume because (chaosloki, recall this conversation?) what I've made over the years qualifies as clothing rather than costume. With few exceptions that I know of, theatrical (I'll make a leap here and include cinematic) costume is primarily designed to survive the duration of the production, with quickie solutions to various problems like unravelling hems and seams. Apparently one of the key points discovered by the people examining what I'd made are the details like finished seams (either rolled & stitched down, or later when Herself acquired the machine, serged).

Houdini joined us in the late afternoon, since thunderstorms threatened. Indeed, we did get a bit of rain. And the youngsters that came, well most of them, had brought out a doe goat a few months back as part of a 4-H project, trying to get her bred and she isn't, they were trying to catch her to take her home. Herself and I enjoyed a good laugh over that. The goats lately are free-ranging on our place, not contained within their paddock (couple of reasons, neighbor dog being one of them), and they don't stand still to be caught. We generally do our catching at feed time, as they're used to us moving through the herd while they're eating. We add to that by touching as we move, sometimes firmly, sometimes lightly, and always enough that at feeding time they're used to humans being close.

They're not used to humans being close at other times, and the chase proved both entertaining and unsuccessful; their doe is still with our herd.



Sunday much quieter at home. The usual morning rounds, fed everyone out there, then started some laundry and did spend time in Studio, primarily in the office. Moved over the film storage units; Herself says that needs some re-thinking, because the tubs are too heavy. They're weather-resistant, since all the film is packed/packaged for packing if we need to evacuate in a hurry (either fire or storm). Some of that weight may be eliminated by my going through the works and 'sleeving' a lot of the film. Currently it's still in rolls, in long sleeves, and in small boxes to protect it from crushing. I'm a bit fussy on how my film gets trimmed and stored. Can you say, "Archival?" Sure, I knew you could.

Also spent time sorting through digitised images, getting to know the copy of ACDSee I've got. Not quite as versitile as Adobe Photoshop Elements for cataloging (can make all the new Albums one wants, but not so much Catagories, though sub-Catagories there is apparently no limit), nor have I hit a limit as I did in Photoshop Elements. Final decision is still up in the air. I do like having a thumbnail (and easily available larger) view for the reference, something I probably could emulate using Paradox (my relational database management system of choice over Access). It's nice not needing to re-create that wheel, though, particularly since it's available.

Knocked that off (along with doing laundry) around 17:00, well maybe a bit earlier because I helped Herself re-arrange a few things in the kitchen of the Big House. Specifically, I helped by moving about a dozen empty beer bottles up onto the shelf she designated for same (a display of various and sundry beers I've sampled over time, most because they are quite good, a few with a wee note that says "Never Again"), and bringing down from same shelf some bottles she needs for decanting home-made mead.

Then we cleaned up and off we went to treat Herself to her birthday dinner. Visited one of our favorite franchise places, Carrabba's. Our humble opinion is that the food is tastier here than at That Other Italian Franchise Place. Not that That Other Italian Franchise Place makes bad food, only that it's... bland. Anyway, unusual for us we both ordered the same entree, Sirloin Marsala. Great sauce on it, including mushrooms (one may never have enough mushrooms). Herself ordered the green beans side (sorry, didn't pay much attention to the specific name for the entree), and I the garlic mashed potatoes. Prior to the main dish, I enjoyed their Lentil and Italian Sausage soup while Herself consumed a house salad with their house Italian dressing (on the side).

We did not need to inform them about birthdate aspects, as while we enjoyed their custom five other tables were seranaded with the Carrabba's version of 'Happy Birthday', one of them being only two tables over. We did, though, order and enjoy a tiramisu as a birthday cake for dessert.


Then back home, to feed teh Horses and the Border Collie Bros and Mamma Mudge, plus the Kittens of the Apocalypse and their older sibling Ras Mewson and their terror, Mary Kitty.

All in all, quite a pleasant weekend.

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fatfred
Aug. 7th, 2006 01:55 pm (UTC)
We thought about stopping by, but I knew you were busy and we were hitting and running again.
Happy Bif'day to R!
wedschilde
Aug. 7th, 2006 02:10 pm (UTC)
man that was a busy weekend. the puppies sound like they had fun too!
tassie_gal
Aug. 7th, 2006 04:29 pm (UTC)
Belated Birthday wishes to the missus. You want me to send Aussie beer?
madshutterbug
Aug. 7th, 2006 05:42 pm (UTC)
I always want Aussie beer. She doesn't usually drink beer though. But she likes to sniff it & contemplate brewing.
tassie_gal
Aug. 7th, 2006 06:25 pm (UTC)
Name the type and I will see what I can find when I get home....not 100% sure how the stuff travels though!
madshutterbug
Aug. 7th, 2006 06:57 pm (UTC)
I'll send you an e- and there's no hurry on it. *G* Beer! It's what's for dinner.

One of the reasons there's no hurry is my Brit friend brought me some back in April from Merry Olde, and I'm still working on those. Good beer, too. %alcohol by volume, none of them less than 4.0 and several higher than that. Not that %volume is the only, nor biggest measure of quality, but that is why I'm sloooowly working through them.

Mind, most American commercial product is mandated to be 3.2% (commonly called pisswater, eh?).
tassie_gal
Aug. 7th, 2006 07:06 pm (UTC)
Americans dont drink beer, they drink alcoholic flavoured pop water.
bordercolliebrs
Aug. 7th, 2006 07:07 pm (UTC)
Boss drinks beer. I won't say what he says about most American beer. But he's found some microbreweries he says make real beer.
Houdini
zompus
Aug. 7th, 2006 10:10 pm (UTC)
Hey, now, only cheap American beers are weak like that. Drink 3 pints of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale and see how it strikes you.

The last time I was in Georgia I got roped into going to a bar in Kennesaw called Cowboy's or something like that. When I went to order a beer I asked the girl what kind of beers they had, and, in a moment reminicient of Blues Brothers, she answered, "All kinds. Miller, Miller Light, Bud, Bud Light, Coors, Coors Light..." I went >_< and ordered a Miller.
chaosloki
Aug. 7th, 2006 05:08 pm (UTC)
My belated b-day wishes too.

Yes, I remember the conversation. It explains why we still have wearable garb after 15+ years.
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