I was blindsided by your steady arms held out
I am not interested in tempting fate, I just wish to note that I had a really nice day with my husbands. ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rushthatspeaks came over in the afternoon; he brought my long-deferred Christmas present from nineweaving, Christopher A. Faraone's spectacular-looking The Transformation of Greek Amulets in Roman Imperial Times (2015), which includes recipes and rituals in its appendices. Mamaleh's was closing early when I called, but agreed to deliver to us nonetheless so that we got our 50/50s and whitefish salad and duck pastrami. We set the table, which was amazingly domestic. Autolycus was preemptively sequestered. After dinner, while spatch transcribed notes for a project, Rush-That-Speaks and I repaired to the couch and watched the Wachowskis' Speed Racer (2008), which looked like an '80's video game filtered through '50's Technicolor and was completely delightful. "Terrible what passes for a ninja these days." Hestia slept on the heating grate under the bed; Autolycus emerged from his sequestration and gently tested gravity. My brother drove by and dropped off homemade chicken soup and rolls. It was pretty cool. My new book made me think instantly of the copper-wire fascinus that lives in the glass-fronted cabinet, which ladymondegreen sent us all those years ago.
rushthatspeaks came over in the afternoon; he brought my long-deferred Christmas present from nineweaving, Christopher A. Faraone's spectacular-looking The Transformation of Greek Amulets in Roman Imperial Times (2015), which includes recipes and rituals in its appendices. Mamaleh's was closing early when I called, but agreed to deliver to us nonetheless so that we got our 50/50s and whitefish salad and duck pastrami. We set the table, which was amazingly domestic. Autolycus was preemptively sequestered. After dinner, while spatch transcribed notes for a project, Rush-That-Speaks and I repaired to the couch and watched the Wachowskis' Speed Racer (2008), which looked like an '80's video game filtered through '50's Technicolor and was completely delightful. "Terrible what passes for a ninja these days." Hestia slept on the heating grate under the bed; Autolycus emerged from his sequestration and gently tested gravity. My brother drove by and dropped off homemade chicken soup and rolls. It was pretty cool. My new book made me think instantly of the copper-wire fascinus that lives in the glass-fronted cabinet, which ladymondegreen sent us all those years ago.