Unfortunately, because my projects tend to be lengthy, I haven't finished a ton of things. I did, however, finish a baby blanket for my Celt's cousin.
It's thirty-five inches in diameter, but that is the part that I'm most unhappy about. The pattern called for it to be forty-five inches in diameter. I can't get over that I feel like this blanket is just too small. However, everyone at the shower seemed to like it, and I got a lot of comments on it as well, so I think maybe I'll just shut up and move on.
My Celt had a dream had a dream realized last Thursday when I donned fencing gear and began to learn how to fight. I'll never switch to heavy, unfortunately for him, but I really did enjoy myself. Lord Sebastian Elgar is a most patient teacher. I'm sure I was quite terrible at it. I didn't fight very long, but I'm hoping to get back at it this Thursday, now that I've purchased a few protective items that I find I don't want to try fencing without ever again.
Lord Sebastian putting me through my paces.
I'm quite unsure if I'm quick-thinking enough to do this sport. It seems like it takes a very sharp mind to react to what your opponent is doing. I enjoyed it, don't get me wrong, but Sebastian and I were going at a turtle's pace. Watching the others fight, I realized that I have a lot to work to do to get any where near a competent level. My intention this week was to work on my balance, and try to do some exercises to get a little conditioning in. Unfortunately, my back began to hurt on Sunday and hasn't stopped since. I don't usually have back problems, so I'm hoping this goes away quickly and is a rare occurrence.
Tomorrow, if my back cooperates, I'm hoping to get back into gear and try it again. My brother and my sister-in-law are encouraging me enough to buy gloves and give me a gift certificate toward the purchase of my own mask. Baron Sir Gunther and my Celt even offered to make a gorget for me to use. I'm excited, and I think the only person who isn't excited for me is my father. :D
