Actually I had a crazy weekend. Friday night I hung out with maelkann
. Saturday morning I was out running errands from 9am before meeting up for brunch at Tiger Tiger with P, exp_err
. Good coffee. Good friends. It was lovely.
I grabbed some lunch and coffee for maelkann
and then headed off for my first time at Wai-Con. After lunch was scoffed and I'd been introduced to a few people, I took a tour of the huxsters, tried Ramune
and ogled and boggled and had a generally good time. I've not remotely been exposed to Anime or much of the subculture surrounding it but I think I might slightly have been bitten by the bug. And I took lots of ideas away and presented them at the Swancon meeting today.
After Wai-Con, I dropped Benji at my mother's and headed down to Rockingham to visit editormum
. There were 8 large drops of rain and one fork lightning on the way. I marvelled at Max and his size - he is totally double the size of my niece but just as totally cute. I think my clock got started, apparently 3 newborns in my vicinity to cuddle and swoon over is the limit. Then you want one. Or something. But you know, not *right now* or anything. Weird feeling though, that I've not ever had before.
I headed home just on end of visiting hours and watched Gilmore Girls, sewed and then had a really good sleep - no Benji waking me up at 3am barking at nothing.
This morning was spent sleeping in, shopping for food for the meeting and then the Swancon meeting. At this meeting we started working on our launch and I realised that we in fact have a con. Previously, at random moments, in these meetings, it dawns on me that I am convening a con (over and over I make this realisation. It's followed by the hot shvitzes.). Today it dawned on me that we've actually planned ourselves a con here. I think this might be progress :)
After the meeting, I went with my mother to babysit the bubby. Mum just rang me to say we totally failed on nappy changing - we changed a nappy not 10 mins before my sister and her husband came home but apparently we missed the critical moment. I took this bonding time to acquaint my niece with Star Trek Voyager - the pilot episode was on. She wriggled and kvetched, though she seemed happier in the Next Gen ep before that. Star Trek indoctrination must occur early.
I also got out to Planet Books this evening whilst grabbing dinner. So if you're after a copy of Roadkill/Siren Beat
or A Book of Endings
, they have a couple of copies.
And now, now I am watching Big Love and going to sleep. Apparently the week begins again tomorrow. Sigh.