It appears that I have left ye olde blog in obscurity for most of a week now. My excuse?
Um...first...feeling cruddy. Second...stitching baby rompers for the market. Third...Daddy got home and Aunt Terry was here for three days (she brought him home). Fourth...being distracted with a variety of things...one of which being a personal sewing project...which I'll get pictures of once it's done. Savannah fitted me yesterday and I never even got around to cutting it out. The fabric is actually on the back of my chair as I type. Fifth...you do know that the 4th of July is one my favorite celebrations, right? Well, it is. And so my brain has been planning ahead a little. I'm working the market that day most likely.
Today, I once again didn't feel so fantastic, so I spent the entire day reading. You read that right. Reading. And not just kid books or goofy mysteries either. I finished the JEB Stuart book I started back in April. I'm so proud of myself. ;) I may have sat with my feet up all day, but I didn't simply veg like I frequently do. I read. Once I got started, I didn't have any issues. This Lyme-brain goop that makes one scared of reading got a saber stab today. I'm going to guess that it wasn't mortal, but perhaps it was a good wounding? ;)
(Can you tell I was reading about cavalry battles??)
There was one account of a particular battle (Wilderness, I believe it was) that sounded downright terrifying...the trees were on fire from all the shot...and the soldiers were deployed amongst them...and stayed. And yes, I still think that the artillery are awesome. Maybe I can marry a man who reenacts on a cannon crew...
Um. That was rather just a demonstration of how my brain fires upon occasion. Here's another version...seemingly unrelated, but it is, believe me: I now need to read something to put me into the 1770's in preparation for this weekend and pull my head (temporarily) out of the 1860's.
I think I'll go look at the bookshelf. We'll see what comes back on the point of my imaginary saber. (I want one...with CSA engraved on the blade.)
Um...first...feeling cruddy. Second...stitching baby rompers for the market. Third...Daddy got home and Aunt Terry was here for three days (she brought him home). Fourth...being distracted with a variety of things...one of which being a personal sewing project...which I'll get pictures of once it's done. Savannah fitted me yesterday and I never even got around to cutting it out. The fabric is actually on the back of my chair as I type. Fifth...you do know that the 4th of July is one my favorite celebrations, right? Well, it is. And so my brain has been planning ahead a little. I'm working the market that day most likely.
Today, I once again didn't feel so fantastic, so I spent the entire day reading. You read that right. Reading. And not just kid books or goofy mysteries either. I finished the JEB Stuart book I started back in April. I'm so proud of myself. ;) I may have sat with my feet up all day, but I didn't simply veg like I frequently do. I read. Once I got started, I didn't have any issues. This Lyme-brain goop that makes one scared of reading got a saber stab today. I'm going to guess that it wasn't mortal, but perhaps it was a good wounding? ;)
(Can you tell I was reading about cavalry battles??)
There was one account of a particular battle (Wilderness, I believe it was) that sounded downright terrifying...the trees were on fire from all the shot...and the soldiers were deployed amongst them...and stayed. And yes, I still think that the artillery are awesome. Maybe I can marry a man who reenacts on a cannon crew...
Um. That was rather just a demonstration of how my brain fires upon occasion. Here's another version...seemingly unrelated, but it is, believe me: I now need to read something to put me into the 1770's in preparation for this weekend and pull my head (temporarily) out of the 1860's.
I think I'll go look at the bookshelf. We'll see what comes back on the point of my imaginary saber. (I want one...with CSA engraved on the blade.)
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