Almost there...

Sunday, November 16, 2003

Okay, so the dress should be arriving tomorrow at the office. I'm debating whether or not to bring my corset to work so that I can try it on in the bathroom. Somehow that seems both like a good idea and very very wrong.

In other news, I finished my dress on Friday night thanks to Rachel, who heard my anguished pleas for 7/8 inch black velvet fabric ribbon and fetched some for me at Britex on Thursday on her way to work. She's working at ACT right now, on the very same street just a few blocks from Britex. God bless her. This was after some insane drama involving calling 9 Jo-Ann's Fabrics, 2 Hancock's Fabrics, Beverly Fabrics, Fabrics R Us, and visiting Michael's. There is no place in a 25 mile radius that has 7/8 inch black velvet fabric ribbon in stock. I was utterly astounded. Rachel called to offer me tickets to her show on Saturday and I said that I'd probably be in sewing hell that night, since I fully expected to have to drive to Britex on my way to the Cow Palace on Saturday morning, then pay stupid parking prices in Union Square, then sew bows on the skirt on Saturday night to get the costume approved on Sunday.

So, instead, I spent Friday night catching up on Tivo's recordings, trying to convince Nym that neither the ribbon nor the needle and thread were cat toys and that now was not a good time to camp in my lap and sewing bows. The bows on, I changed into my costume during the language workshop and then headed over for approval at 12:15. The approval lady didn't give me any grief, suggesting only that I might want to add a bit of holly to my hat. I may ignore that suggestion since I'm supposed to be in mourning and all. Everyone else I passed loved the dress. I had to stop for three people during the day to allow them to look at my dress. Athena does great work. By 2:45, I had everything signed off, my gate pass and parking permit in hand, and was officially ready for Dickens Fair. What's more, Bob managed to get costume approval as well with everything we've pulled together in the last couple of weeks. Saturday night, I tried to go to Will and Gabe's birthday party, but something went wrong there, so instead I headed on to Christyn's dessert party. Good chocolate was had. Good conversation was had. And a good back rub was much appreciated (Thank you Paul!!!). All in all, it was one of those evenings that makes you stand back and be really pleased with your life and your friends.

Today I finally got to work with Frederik and Elizabeth on the Renunciation scene. I feel like I know how that's going to work now as well. Now I just need to decide if I want to try to memorize a section of Stagecoach. I think I do. Memorizing the lines for the other scene went so easily that I think Stagecoach will also be nice to know. We'll see how this week goes.

I feel so much better about Dickens Fair this year than last year. Last year I was really sick of the workshops, sick of the gigs, sick of the bullshit. This year, I'm really happy to be there, really happy to help, and just happy in general. The new games Elizabeth is teaching are fantastic. Unfortunately, Fred is hitting the same wall I did last year, so he's a bit grumpy. Something about taking the same workshops (which amounts to listening to the same lectures) for four years in a row is making him a little batshit. Such is life. Still he's got a wonderful new person in his life (Malaya), and I think once fair starts he'll be fine.

I can't wait to see my new dress tomorrow. Yay!


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