Alas, the shiny, it bites

The problem with getting altar kipple for Hetharu is that She and I appear to have near-identical senses of aesthetics, leaving me with the critical problem, "Do I just want this shiny thing and consider its use as an offering dish an excuse to get it, or does She fancy it?"

I decided it didn't matter. Because I failed my save versus craft fair in Harvard Square today, because of this woman's work. Scored: one small blue glass dish with a claw-strike of purple-rainbow rippling its surface. (Never forget the lion.)

(Then I went to Beadworks, on the principle that making the menat I've been tasked with will be much less of a financial strain if I get a string or three of beads when I happen to be near a bead store over time. Alas.)

It has been a highly shiny sort of evening. Also acquired: chocolate mousies for my father's wife, as a reasonably harmless small thing to acknowledge relationship with someone I barely know.

Then I went to tai chi and had a lesson full of, "Wow, cannot brain today; I have the dumb."