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Rain actually came and snuggled with me this morning! She won't get all the way up on the bed (she doesn't like feeling unsteady on her feet), but she'll step up with her front paws and then lay down her torso. She let me pet her for a while, then jumped down and walked over to Downwood's side of the bed. He rolled over so she couldn't put her cold nose on his face. She got up on the bed and laid her neck over his and nosed him anyway. It was incredibly cute. I got up not too long after that so that Downwood could get just a little more sleep without the dog whining and nudging to be let outside.
I have three things left to do on my practice corset before I can call it Done. I have to blindstitch a section of the binding to the front edge, cut the holes to match those in the busk, and then stitch around those to prevent fraying and tearing. I can't do the final two steps until I actually have a busk, though, so I'm not too worried about it. I have the patterns for both my real corset and my smock, though I am going to have to try to find some lightweight linen or nice cotton for the latter.
Bits of fiction are starting to come together for my game. I'm struggling with some plotbunnies who are refusing to let go of the Shiny Carrot of Doom. I just want to get some basic dimensions on the sucker before letting them play with it more, but it's not happening. Drat them.
Downwood's game tonight was fabulous. My sociopathic character is finally in a position where her lack of morality is not so noticeable as it was before. She has her minions, a job that she's good at, and not very many people trying to tell her how to run her division. Life for her is about as good as it gets. Now if she can just find and keelhaul those pesky saboteurs, she'll be her version of happy.
Here's hoping that Stormy and Teh Kate have better evenings and a good tomorrow. And that Team Preston's car gets with the program and starts running better. I must remember to leave out a dish of new oil with a few bolts for the Car Gnomes. No, not the evil ones. No, I'm not going to tell you how to summon them. No, I would NEVER use my powers for evil. Nope, not me.
I have three things left to do on my practice corset before I can call it Done. I have to blindstitch a section of the binding to the front edge, cut the holes to match those in the busk, and then stitch around those to prevent fraying and tearing. I can't do the final two steps until I actually have a busk, though, so I'm not too worried about it. I have the patterns for both my real corset and my smock, though I am going to have to try to find some lightweight linen or nice cotton for the latter.
Bits of fiction are starting to come together for my game. I'm struggling with some plotbunnies who are refusing to let go of the Shiny Carrot of Doom. I just want to get some basic dimensions on the sucker before letting them play with it more, but it's not happening. Drat them.
Downwood's game tonight was fabulous. My sociopathic character is finally in a position where her lack of morality is not so noticeable as it was before. She has her minions, a job that she's good at, and not very many people trying to tell her how to run her division. Life for her is about as good as it gets. Now if she can just find and keelhaul those pesky saboteurs, she'll be her version of happy.
Here's hoping that Stormy and Teh Kate have better evenings and a good tomorrow. And that Team Preston's car gets with the program and starts running better. I must remember to leave out a dish of new oil with a few bolts for the Car Gnomes. No, not the evil ones. No, I'm not going to tell you how to summon them. No, I would NEVER use my powers for evil. Nope, not me.
