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weekend roundup
Good still-morning, internets! I am finally awake having a chill Boxing Day.
Thursday I came home early from work and, because I knew I was going to be out late singing for the Catholics, sensibly took a nap. My first gig was at 9pm; there are three Masses on Christmas Eve before the midnight one the choir always does, and N, who normally handles them had previously asked if I could take the 9am Mass for her on Christmas day (when there would normally be cantors at 7:30 and 9 and choir at 10:30 and noon), because after 5, 7, and 9 she would be Done For. I had agreed to do this, but then R asked if she could take it because her family had decided to come to that Mass - and because she wasn't doing midnight or either of the choir ones on the day, this would not mess with her sleep schedule at all, so I said by all means and offered N the opportunity to shift one of her Thursday ones to me. She's about five months pregnant and happily agreed to go home earlier and hang out with her family.
So I was on at 9pm. Then our call for midnight mass was 10:40. That mass ended around 1:30, which was much earlier than I was expecting, and I was home and in bed by 2am.
Alarm went off at 7 and I was back on the road to head down for a 9:30 call for the 10:30 mass - and got stuck behind the remains of a really bad accident on the Beltway. The backup was only about 3/4 mile when I joined it, so the accident may not have been there for long - which means the one car that was there by the time I passed it may have been the only car involved. It was on a big curve and the pavement was wet, so it may have been a spinout rather than a multi-car collision. In any case, whatever had happened to that car had happened at high speed; the front quarter or so of it was badly compressed, the driver's seat was full of airbag, and the front driver's side wheel was two lanes away on the left shoulder. Bad stuff. Later on I tried to find news reports of that accident and couldn't find anything, so I have chosen to conclude that it wasn't newsworthy because everybody who was in it will be okay.
Once the noon mass was under way I was able to read my Yuletide story, and friends, it is magnificent.
A Stoic's Mind, Hamlet and Horatio, general audiences
Heroic secret writer reports that she was this close to defaulting, and we should all be relieved that she did not, because the Horatio she has written me is absolutely bang on as an exploration of the most decent person in all of Shakespeare. I'm still flailing at the marvelousness of this little study.
I also got a little Madness present, Four things that only Horatio can give to Hamlet (and the one thing he does not), which is charming and goes quite well with my main-archive story, so that's a nice extra bonus. :-)
And my own Yuletide story, which I was feeling really guilty about leaving too late and not being as good as I've been able to do before, has been getting a lot of lovely comments and my recipient seems to like it (I will also give her the gift of assuming she is sincere [g]). So that's a relief.
Fandom and especially my secret writers, this has been the best yuletide ever. ♥
Thursday I came home early from work and, because I knew I was going to be out late singing for the Catholics, sensibly took a nap. My first gig was at 9pm; there are three Masses on Christmas Eve before the midnight one the choir always does, and N, who normally handles them had previously asked if I could take the 9am Mass for her on Christmas day (when there would normally be cantors at 7:30 and 9 and choir at 10:30 and noon), because after 5, 7, and 9 she would be Done For. I had agreed to do this, but then R asked if she could take it because her family had decided to come to that Mass - and because she wasn't doing midnight or either of the choir ones on the day, this would not mess with her sleep schedule at all, so I said by all means and offered N the opportunity to shift one of her Thursday ones to me. She's about five months pregnant and happily agreed to go home earlier and hang out with her family.
So I was on at 9pm. Then our call for midnight mass was 10:40. That mass ended around 1:30, which was much earlier than I was expecting, and I was home and in bed by 2am.
Alarm went off at 7 and I was back on the road to head down for a 9:30 call for the 10:30 mass - and got stuck behind the remains of a really bad accident on the Beltway. The backup was only about 3/4 mile when I joined it, so the accident may not have been there for long - which means the one car that was there by the time I passed it may have been the only car involved. It was on a big curve and the pavement was wet, so it may have been a spinout rather than a multi-car collision. In any case, whatever had happened to that car had happened at high speed; the front quarter or so of it was badly compressed, the driver's seat was full of airbag, and the front driver's side wheel was two lanes away on the left shoulder. Bad stuff. Later on I tried to find news reports of that accident and couldn't find anything, so I have chosen to conclude that it wasn't newsworthy because everybody who was in it will be okay.
Once the noon mass was under way I was able to read my Yuletide story, and friends, it is magnificent.
A Stoic's Mind, Hamlet and Horatio, general audiences
Heroic secret writer reports that she was this close to defaulting, and we should all be relieved that she did not, because the Horatio she has written me is absolutely bang on as an exploration of the most decent person in all of Shakespeare. I'm still flailing at the marvelousness of this little study.
I also got a little Madness present, Four things that only Horatio can give to Hamlet (and the one thing he does not), which is charming and goes quite well with my main-archive story, so that's a nice extra bonus. :-)
And my own Yuletide story, which I was feeling really guilty about leaving too late and not being as good as I've been able to do before, has been getting a lot of lovely comments and my recipient seems to like it (I will also give her the gift of assuming she is sincere [g]). So that's a relief.
Fandom and especially my secret writers, this has been the best yuletide ever. ♥