Last night, on my calendar, was the last night of calm before ZOMGWTFBBQPantheacon--dpaxson and I opted to postphone rehearsing our parts for the Odin Ritual we (and hilarypoet, trogula, bearfairie, and more!) are doing Sunday morning in favor of reading to one another, aloud, from The Curse of Chalion which, while a fantasy novel, is one of our favorite books to recommend to the chronically god-bothered.
We stand by our decision. *grin*
In the meantime, this is why I probably won't have seen whatever deathless prose you approach me with for the next nine days:
Today, I start pre-cooking for Wednesday--with the complication that, as seasword's flight has been thrice-cancelled, auntiematter will not be here to cook or attend. In her honor, I'm-a cooking red cabbage, although I am coin-flip ambivalent about whether it ought to be Danish style as seen at California kitschy cult classic restaurant Pea Soup Andersen's (special star ingredient: pomegranate jelly*!) or German style (special star ingredients: apple and bacon!). Also, I have this pork shoulder and this bottle of dr_beowulf's Vidalia Onion Mead (one of only two still known to exist) and they're a-gonna get funky overnight, oh yes.
Tonight is trance class, although with P-con prep reaching a fever pitch, we're not sure how many will actually show up.
Tomorrow-day, I will start a batch of barley in dpaxson's slow cooker, then pick Elisheva up from the airport (YAY!).
Tomorrow-night, Hrafnar's Disablót.
Thursday: not only Elisheva, but also erynn999, as countgeiger does The Sensible Thing and goes to the Con a day early to set up as part of His Staffly Duties. The rehearsal dpaxson and I put off to read to each other will probably happen here instead.
Friday through Monday: PANTHEACON!
Tuesday: The sun will rise. The hobbits will rise somewhat later. A car will leave the Bay Area for an Overnight Jaunt to an Undisclosed Location.
Wednesday: That same car will return.
Thursday: The visitors leave. dpaxson and lwood fall down, go boom.
Friday: If I had a job, I would be calling in dead.
Saturday: dpaxson's birthday!
Sunday: Funeral for a friend.
Monday: countgeiger's Birthday!
And that's the lot--holy cats! I have to go to the store!
-- Lorrie (zoooooom!)
* - We had this at the restaurant and quite liked it--it was the last straw that finally talked me into buying their cookbook, which isn't just "food from the restaurant", but also contributions from the Solvang/Buellton community, so there's not only contributions from all over Scandinavia and Contintental Europe, but also Mexican--and a frybread. It wanted but for a couple Chumash recipes to be a proper Santa Ynez Valley(Danehold) culinary trifecta. However, the waitress at the restaurant sheepishly admitted that the pomegranate jelly (which woulda been local not long ago) had been replaced, at the restaurant, by grape. Concord, from the taste. Rest assured, it won't have that on my watch...