guenievre

Then again, that's the subject of like, *every* one of my posts. Guess I'm turning into an LJ voyeur... and here I've teased people about that.

But then, it's fall, so perhaps it's not surprising that I'm being quiet and semi-reclusive. Certainly I haven't been doing anything useful lately. Which is bad, as my "list of things I *want* to be doing" has gotten very long, and my "list of things I *should* be doing... or should have already done" has gotten even longer. Perhaps that's the problem. Too many directions, and instead I play Wii. (Which, as a side note, is a really fabulous thing - I'm perhaps 2/3 of the way through Zelda, same through Paper Mario, and haven't lost interest yet. woot??) And I've gotten a lot of reading done lately - newest "fandom", as it were, has been S.M. Sterling.. the Nantucket trilogy, and am 2/3 through the "Dies the Fire" series. They're fun sort of survivalist/medievalist fluff - the author was/is apparently a SCAdian and honestly, the whole thing sort of panders to the smug sort of "I bet we could survive if guns and electricity quit working" thoughts that end up in the back of a lot of people's minds....(admit it! they're there! though honestly? I don't think I'd be one of the lucky ones in those circumstances, if I'm being realistic). But like I said, they're fun...

Speaking of projects, we really need to decide what we're wearing for 12th night. I'm thinking perhaps a bit earlier this year - am sort of tired of houppelandes at the moment, so I'm thinking some sort of pretty gown and I have some thoughts for this gorgeous purple brocade I bought for N a couple Pennsic's ago - it's technically a pair of saris, but there's just enough for a cotehardie...and we have folly bells. ::skips merrily::

And of course I 'm still working on Ymir and Battle of the Oranges feasts - need to get in and get some library time, perhaps this weekend after we get back from Marinus this weekend. (No, we have no real reason to go, other than it's a pas, and I like those. And I get to hang out with the lovely geniealisa and puck_eater - yay!)

But perhaps most interestingly... or maybe only to me... As many of you who have been reading this journal for a while know, I've suspected I have some form of ADD/ADHD for years. But I've always been too scared to find out for sure... or figured I could handle it on my own... or... well, any number of things.  Pure arrogance, if nothing else (I should be smart enough to just... ignore it.) That's... not entirely the case. So I finally (finally! I mean, I've been talking about this with N for ages, if nothing else) called Duke.  Long story short, I'm scheduled to be tested the Tues before thanksgiving... and if I do in fact have it I'm going to end up in a research study for a year or so. ::shrug:: it'll be interesting to know one way or the other.

So this post is partially inspired by the cooking meme kfitzwarin tagged me with, but I'll get to that later in the post, but mostly b/c of a conversation I had with Nick on Tuesday.

Here's the thing, I call myself a cook - and I really do adore cooking. I mean, I considered going to cooking school for a while, until I realized that while I would adore the cooking part, the associated lifestyle would make me miserable. And yet, I don't cook dinner most evenings (nor lunch nor breakfast, but that's not quite the same thing). Why?

Well, here's the thing - I've never really learned to cook *practically*. By that I mean normal things, like, dinner. Oh, I *can* cook simple food - I just don't really enjoy it, and have a tendency to... complicate matters, until what was a 30 minute dinner becomes a 90 minute cooking adventure that dirties every pot in the kitchen in the meantime. Which is all well and good (to my credit it USUALLY comes out well) but... if I indulge this habit it tends to eat my evenings up. Which gets back to why I'm forbidden to cook between now and Pennsic (too much garb to sew!).

Still, there has to be SOME middle ground between eating out of boxes (or just eating out!) and gourmet cookery...

( Anyway, on to the cooking meme... )
ETA: I suppose I should tag someone for the meme. I guess I tag brynpobydd.