Happy holidays
An extremely nice Christmas and New Year.
Despite the onset of a cold on Christmas Eve, I had a very pleasant and restful Christmas with Mr A. We ate steadily from fairly early on in the day, and wound up watching Christmas Night With the Stars in a completely uncynical fashion, thus providing more evidence for my theory that the postmodern era died when Christopher Lee had the light-sabre fight with Yoda.
The inhabitants of Isle of Wight proved curiously unwilling to sell us food, with takeaway curry proving almost impossible to find, when we arrived very late and hungry after a three hour stay on the M25. The information services on our mobile phones told us that there were 17 curry houses within 15 miles of our seaside cottage - unfortunately, 15 of these were the other side of the Solent.
After this minor hiccup, the rest of the holiday was very relaxing: eating, drinking, reading, sleeping, playing LotR boardgames. LotR Risk is brilliant and loads better than the original - I think I must care more about owning bits of Rhovanion than bits of Eurasia. Also the Eagle figures look better than the cannons.
Walking along the beach near the house proved only for the brave-hearted. I ended up ankle-deep in clay; my friends ended up knee-deep. We fled the quicksand terrors of Brighstone beach for the more civilized sands of Ventnor on New Year's Day. The weather was warm enough there that I was without gloves and scarf. A mild attack of vertigo walking along to the Needles stopped me from going to high up the headland - I do hate it when the sky and land resolve themselves into 2D planes of colour.
We got back on Friday and I faced an inbox heaving with over 500 messages. Friends over for the weekend. I have been pretty efficient this week, nailing various bits of work and making good headway with this month's more pressing projects. Let's hope this burst of energy keeps up a while yet.
Despite the onset of a cold on Christmas Eve, I had a very pleasant and restful Christmas with Mr A. We ate steadily from fairly early on in the day, and wound up watching Christmas Night With the Stars in a completely uncynical fashion, thus providing more evidence for my theory that the postmodern era died when Christopher Lee had the light-sabre fight with Yoda.
The inhabitants of Isle of Wight proved curiously unwilling to sell us food, with takeaway curry proving almost impossible to find, when we arrived very late and hungry after a three hour stay on the M25. The information services on our mobile phones told us that there were 17 curry houses within 15 miles of our seaside cottage - unfortunately, 15 of these were the other side of the Solent.
After this minor hiccup, the rest of the holiday was very relaxing: eating, drinking, reading, sleeping, playing LotR boardgames. LotR Risk is brilliant and loads better than the original - I think I must care more about owning bits of Rhovanion than bits of Eurasia. Also the Eagle figures look better than the cannons.
Walking along the beach near the house proved only for the brave-hearted. I ended up ankle-deep in clay; my friends ended up knee-deep. We fled the quicksand terrors of Brighstone beach for the more civilized sands of Ventnor on New Year's Day. The weather was warm enough there that I was without gloves and scarf. A mild attack of vertigo walking along to the Needles stopped me from going to high up the headland - I do hate it when the sky and land resolve themselves into 2D planes of colour.
We got back on Friday and I faced an inbox heaving with over 500 messages. Friends over for the weekend. I have been pretty efficient this week, nailing various bits of work and making good headway with this month's more pressing projects. Let's hope this burst of energy keeps up a while yet.
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I hope you made progress with the work you were going to take with you - is the deadline going to be ok? Good luck with it.
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Hee!
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Oh good, we got given two. Hoping to play tonight in fact. Does it take forever to finish it?
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Happy new year!
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You too, huh! There was a guy on the Today programme this morning saying that the M25 was becoming another suburb of London, and after our post-Christmas crawl around it I'm starting to think he was right. Happy New Year.
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Deadlines, deadlines *shudders in anticipation*.
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I hope you're going to give the Rhovanion back to Thranduil and Celeborn once you've finished with it. After all, they won it fair and square by Destroying all the Black Armies :)
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Good news for the inhabitants of Eurasia, I'd say.
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I can only hope that you're listening to the RVW from the "A House Divided" soundtrack I sent... I'm new to the whole LJ thing, but it's wonderful to see fanfiction friends here.
I hope that the new year is a prolific one for you!
~Thevina
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