A bug bit my foot!

But otherwise, despite the rain, the Ft. Tryon Medieval Festival was enjoyable.  It was surprising how many people were out even with the rain.  I was glad I thought to bring my folding chair so I had a place to sit and do some more work on attempt #2 of naalbinded mitten.  Mostly I just hung out, did fiddly things with yarn, and led a sing while you knit (or whatever) for about an hour.  Taught a few songs, learned a few songs, and generally had a good time.  With all the humidity my 22-year-old houpalandish thing stretched a bit and the hem was hitting the ground by the end of the afternoon, more elegant than the ankle length that it had shrunk to over the years, but I'd been hoping to avoid a muddy hem.  *snortle* I have garb that could have graduated from college.  Is that even possible?

THEN it was off to Forest Hills for temple rehearsal.  Overall a good rehearsal, I'm feeling pretty solid on most of the music, for a change, and can really give some attention to getting the Hebrew out (or at least the mangled version of it that I see in the translitteration).  The trains were VERY slow getting home though, and that made for a very late night.  I'm seriously considering a carservice tonight so I can get home at a semi-reasonable hour, especially as I have to be back out in Queens for the morning service by 9am on Tuesday.  Whee!

MA'rent update

The stepmonster is back home.  She was released from the hospital on Friday to  nursing home, and checked herself out of the nursing home this morning against doctors orders.  They're now sorting out the confusion that comes with a long absence from home and leaving a care facility without the proper release.  I will say that I'm glad that she came home before Dad drank himself sick.  There's mutterings of getting down to the city before the holidays to collect her "reward" for abstaning from smoking for 6 months. 

There was also immediate pressure to come for a visit.  "I think you need to come see us", she says.  "Are you coming for Thanksgiving?"  I said I already had plans for Thanksgiving and I'd see what I could do about the rest.  The day she's home from an illness isn't the time to spring the idea that I'm not coming up for a visit longer than an afternoon any time soon.   Reminder to self:  there's an Al-Anon meeting around the corner tomorrow evening.