Okay so yesterday involved going to the falconry class and encountering pointy murderbirbs and then puttering around Northampton briefly before returning home and briefly hiding before being called upon to help manage the Well of Infinite Drama (otherwise known as 'the monkeys').
Today was another up-early day to run to church, where the Coming of Age kids were giving their speeches, and opened up with the hymn that was the ... basically the theme song to the religious education module that I happened to assistant-teacher those specific kids, so I have a sort of warm fuzzy about that. "Something I did somehow made an impact on those kids! Which ... well, I wasn't sure it did at the time because the 12-13 year set is, um. Well, it's hard to tell if one's making an impact...."
After the service was the church picnic which was supposed to have happened last week but was called off for different weather. KJ and I performed "Stand By Me" at the 'parishoners sign up to do a five-minute gig', I have a video (taken by FM) that I haven't done anything with yet, the tent we were under attempted to depart partway through due to wind which led to me grabbing it, slamming it back onto the ground, and proclaiming "stand by me!" before several helpful gentlemen arrived to seize the relevant poles and hold the thing in place. There was much chatting. A polite I-read-a-book Wiccan enquired about the symbolism of my hat, which ... well, she's got decent instincts there. (Also I came up with an excellent summary of the core problem of IRAB paganism chatting with her.) The kids ran around making giant soap bubbles and playing in a sprinkler on the town common and eventually we went home (and made the relevant children change into dry clothes).
After about 40 minutes downtime we packed up and all went out again to a cookout at some friends' new house, slightly complexified by a plague exposure at work but we are dealing and there was masking. ER apparently picked up heat exhaustion while running around earlier and spent much of the evening asleep on an ice pack. Seeing friends was good.
I am very tired. Also I sunburned the tip of my nose yesterday and it's remarkably distracting.
Today was another up-early day to run to church, where the Coming of Age kids were giving their speeches, and opened up with the hymn that was the ... basically the theme song to the religious education module that I happened to assistant-teacher those specific kids, so I have a sort of warm fuzzy about that. "Something I did somehow made an impact on those kids! Which ... well, I wasn't sure it did at the time because the 12-13 year set is, um. Well, it's hard to tell if one's making an impact...."
After the service was the church picnic which was supposed to have happened last week but was called off for different weather. KJ and I performed "Stand By Me" at the 'parishoners sign up to do a five-minute gig', I have a video (taken by FM) that I haven't done anything with yet, the tent we were under attempted to depart partway through due to wind which led to me grabbing it, slamming it back onto the ground, and proclaiming "stand by me!" before several helpful gentlemen arrived to seize the relevant poles and hold the thing in place. There was much chatting. A polite I-read-a-book Wiccan enquired about the symbolism of my hat, which ... well, she's got decent instincts there. (Also I came up with an excellent summary of the core problem of IRAB paganism chatting with her.) The kids ran around making giant soap bubbles and playing in a sprinkler on the town common and eventually we went home (and made the relevant children change into dry clothes).
After about 40 minutes downtime we packed up and all went out again to a cookout at some friends' new house, slightly complexified by a plague exposure at work but we are dealing and there was masking. ER apparently picked up heat exhaustion while running around earlier and spent much of the evening asleep on an ice pack. Seeing friends was good.
I am very tired. Also I sunburned the tip of my nose yesterday and it's remarkably distracting.
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May there be a plentitude of rest!
(and suitable ungents for the sunburnt.)