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frualeydisSince this morning I can't speak. This is fairly problematic since I'm normally a very talkative person. Fortunately my husband isn't and as it's sunday I can spend the time listening to music and read "Good Omens". Of course it's the kind of book you want to read passages aloud from all the time, but I make do with walking up to my husband and pointing at the parts I want him to read.
I managed to get to the SCA-event this weekend (my first for six years), but could only stay between 9.30 and 17, because I'm still far from well. My voice was funny already yesterday so I was lucky nobody wanted to listen ot my lecture on west Sweden ca 900-1300. Instead Rickard and I attended the dance course, that went on for at least three hours. I wasn't well enough to dance, except a little in the beginning, but my husband really loves to dance. The musicians who played are people I know too, so it was fun anyway. It felt a little unfair though that now that I couldn't dance because I felt too tired (and I got contractions, which isn't dangerous but felt uncomfortable) I also couldn't sing together with them, because of my voice. I wouldn't have sung during the dance class, but they were going to play at the feast too. Sigh. If I only had been well enough to stay for the banquet.
But I danced pavane to "belle qui tiens ma vie" with my husband and being a hopeless romantic I really love dancing pavane with him.
I liked being there, even for this short time, the event had a relaxed, unpretentious feeling and I met some really nice people. it won't be my last SCA-event, even if I'm primarily active in another group. I just have to get my husband to take up fighting again (this is a futile task I fear).
A good thing with getting home early yesterday was that we didn't miss swedish television's 4 hour theme about punk, celebrating 25 years since the beginning of the punk movement in Sweden. There was documentaries, debates on the movement and it's effect on music etc and ended with "The filth and the fury", which I have intended to see for a long time, but never gotten around to before. I liked it, although it would have been more interesting if they've sent a documentary about the Clash, which in my opinion is the BEST rock band ever!
I've slept a lot today and now my dear husband I making dinner for us. I really love that man.
I managed to get to the SCA-event this weekend (my first for six years), but could only stay between 9.30 and 17, because I'm still far from well. My voice was funny already yesterday so I was lucky nobody wanted to listen ot my lecture on west Sweden ca 900-1300. Instead Rickard and I attended the dance course, that went on for at least three hours. I wasn't well enough to dance, except a little in the beginning, but my husband really loves to dance. The musicians who played are people I know too, so it was fun anyway. It felt a little unfair though that now that I couldn't dance because I felt too tired (and I got contractions, which isn't dangerous but felt uncomfortable) I also couldn't sing together with them, because of my voice. I wouldn't have sung during the dance class, but they were going to play at the feast too. Sigh. If I only had been well enough to stay for the banquet.
But I danced pavane to "belle qui tiens ma vie" with my husband and being a hopeless romantic I really love dancing pavane with him.
I liked being there, even for this short time, the event had a relaxed, unpretentious feeling and I met some really nice people. it won't be my last SCA-event, even if I'm primarily active in another group. I just have to get my husband to take up fighting again (this is a futile task I fear).
A good thing with getting home early yesterday was that we didn't miss swedish television's 4 hour theme about punk, celebrating 25 years since the beginning of the punk movement in Sweden. There was documentaries, debates on the movement and it's effect on music etc and ended with "The filth and the fury", which I have intended to see for a long time, but never gotten around to before. I liked it, although it would have been more interesting if they've sent a documentary about the Clash, which in my opinion is the BEST rock band ever!
I've slept a lot today and now my dear husband I making dinner for us. I really love that man.
