The Nobility Gets the Best Sh%$ to Smoke

Instead of going to the Stewart/Colbert march for Sanity/Fear, Sharon^*, the kids, and I went to TNT, an SCA event held by our local group (the Barony of Brighthills).

I got called up to receive a baronial award, the Order of Job, for selfless service to the Barony.

I'm a wee bit confused: I don't recall doing much beyond cutting up some veggies, making the oldest recorded recipe for chocolate for an event, and washing a few dishes.

In any case, it was our 16^th anniversary, and we enjoyed ourselves. We ate, we danced, we made glass beads using a torch.

I got my wife some books as an anniversary gift.

It's so nice having a wife who doesn't want to be surprised by such things: I just point her at the book seller, and she says, "Is this OK honey?"

This is much better than the expectation that I am a mind reader.

A good time was had by all.

^*Love of my life, light of the cosmos, she who must be obeyed, my wife.