Team Wench & Sunday 7

[neadods]

Before I go under the cut with personal natter, last night was Team Wench's 10th Privateer Feast. It's a fundraiser for breast cancer research - or, as this year's motto went, "Ten years of the best support a boobie ever had."

I was at the first PF. I'd just discovered this thing called the Wench's Guild (Team Wench would spin off into a separate group later) barely a fortnight earlier, and signed up to go to a stitch and bitch, and then to check out their feast. It had singing by the Pyrates Royale and Ship's Company and the raffle consisted mostly of endless baskets of soap made by faireraven. For a tiny little gathering, it had heart and enthusiasm, even if there were getting to be groans by the end of the night as more soap came up for bidding. IIRC, it made about $3,000. We all gave ourselves a round of applause, gathered up our feast gear, and headed into the night.

The official number wasn't announced last night - the books aren't closed yet - but the ballpark figure was announced: $16,000.

As was this number: adding up all the Privateer Feasts for the last decade, Team Wench has pulled in $100,000 for breast cancer research.

The hall is bigger, the musical acts more numerous (although they still include the Pyrates and Ship's Co), and the raffle had close to 100 items, with nary a bar of loofah soap in sight. The abalone & brass candlesticks and the seascape painted by my great grandfather brought in tidy numbers of tickets, so although I didn't win a single thing - webqatch, someday I may forgive you for scooping the CD set that I'd bid close to $30 on alone - I feel I've added my $.02 to the cause. Especially since I was on kitchen duty until the doors unofficially opened and on door duty until it closed. (The advance check in this year? GENIUS. We're refining that and doing it again.)

All this and getting to say "hi" to people I rarely see out of Revel Grove these days *and* hand over 6 boxes and 1 bag of books to tchwrtr. (I did take out the Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys books that were set at Rennfaire and show them to everybody first. Because of course they all had to see them!)


HOUSE:
- found source of marmoleum (click and lock linoleum); looking into
- cleared out (almost) as many kid's books as I can bear to give up; delivered at PF

CRAFTS:
- knitted a little at PF


DIET - MEAL PLAN - COOKING:
- Um. Yeah. Gotta work on that.


TRAVELED - ATTENDED:
- Privateer feast

OTHER:
- started discussing kitchen garden/raised garden bed plans w/M
- set time to learn breadmaking
- finished and turned in all USF reviews. Am now out of the business until next season of Jago and Litefoot.
- reorganized personal calendar; should be more useful for tracking things now
- paid bills & mortgage

READING:
- still looking for a book to read. Am reading ahead on Holmes readalong until I find it.
- Holmes readalong


Weight: +1 I've been a bad, bad girl.

TODAY:

To be honest, while I've got a list of things I should do today - catch up email, pull taxes together, clean this pigsty of a house, do laundry - everything that OMGMUSTBEDONE was done yesterday before the feast... so odds are extraordinarily good that I'm going to spend much of the day lying on the couch like a gutted fish.

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[tchwrtr.livejournal.com]

...my boys are upstairs napping, so I'm enjoying the first quiet since Friday afternoon here. And I'm spending my time looking up what to do with a skein of yarn I have here.

...instead of sorting out where the HECK to put five boxes and a large bag of books. :-)

They'll live quite happily in the trunk until this rain stops, and I have a place for the staging and triaging for now/later piles. I know where the "later" boxes will live--but this is a project for another day.

This day is for tea and knitting. And maybe a nap for me.

[neadods.livejournal.com]

I've actually found the energy to vacuum and mop the floor. Which is the first and last useful thing I intend to do today.

[tchwrtr.livejournal.com]

I've knit half of this thing, and will be ripping it out and re-casting onto a larger needle so I don't choke myself with the cowl.

And that might just happen tomorrow.