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Merry Christmas!!
Dec. 25th, 2006 08:06 pmWell, the meal is all over and we're all stuffed to bursting and everyone seems very happy with their pressies. Youngest got the Lego set he wanted (a Star Wars Imperial Destroyer) and is still building it. We actually managed to surprise and thrill the eldest when he saw his snowboard, so he's really looking forward to our Garmisch trip now. I got the hubby a turntable that can plug into the computer so we can convert our old LPs to digital!
As for me! I'm a very happy bunny!
I got my sharp pointy!! Not only did I get the one I posted about back in October that I thought had gone...it had...hubby had bought it! But I got two other ones as well.
So now I have the scimitar (like Hsu's sword *g*), a Knights Templar broardsword, and a rapier. So very, very pretty.
Haven't had a chance to get many pictures yet, but I will!
As for me! I'm a very happy bunny!
I got my sharp pointy!! Not only did I get the one I posted about back in October that I thought had gone...it had...hubby had bought it! But I got two other ones as well.
So now I have the scimitar (like Hsu's sword *g*), a Knights Templar broardsword, and a rapier. So very, very pretty.
Haven't had a chance to get many pictures yet, but I will!
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Oct. 28th, 2006 08:33 amLast night after work (about 9pm), I had to drive from one base to the other (about 15km away) to pick up my youngest from his school's Halloween dance. Now the road that links these two bases is notorious for accidents as Americans can't drive on anything that has even the slightest bend in it. Because of this, the wing commander has a policy that no one in an American Forces registered vehicle can overtake on this road, unless it's a tractor or something. So I'm poking along behind this one car that's reluctant to go faster than 60kph and is braking on *every* bend. Then the traffic comes to an almost complete halt. First I think accident, but it's on the straightest part of this road...so would be very odd. Turns out that there is a cow trotting down the middle of the road. I'm a little back, but one car is actually herding this cow along the road and up this turn-off a little way ahead. Just weird, but I guess the joys of living in the country...although almost 4 years of living here and that's the first time I've seen that.
Anyway get to the other base finally and pick son up. Didn't know what he was going to go dressed as, as the costume he's planning for Halloween isn't assembled yet. Most of the kids had the cheap, tacky store bought costumes, but mine (with eldest helping him) had raided the closets and went as Mr. Smith...he even had the wire earpiece. Best of all, he won first prize for 7th Grade...and if there had been an overall prize, he probably would have one that. He looked sooo cool.
On the down side of things, it's 8:30am I'm still not fully awake yet and I need some tea or coffee...except that we have no milk. So coffee it is, I guess. I can drink that black...not my favourite way, but drinkable. Tea OTOH, I can't, just can't...and I do actually prefer tea in the morning. ACK.
And update on the sword....Waahh...I'm too slow, it's gone. I didn't think it would go like that. Now, I'm hoping against hope that maybe, just maybe, hubby may have got it as it was sold on Saturday...the day I saw it. A Christmas present perhaps? I can dream. But I asked in the store about it, which was quite an ordeal in itself.
Me: You sold the scimitar?
Lady: The what?
Me: The scimitar, the big curved sword. *points to where it was*
Lady: Oh the curved one, yes we just sold that.
Me: *cursing to myself*
Lady: It was hanging right here *points to different spot* The cavalry sword.
Me: No, this was a big curved sword, that one's smaller. (and totally different, but I didn't say that)
Lady: Yes, the curved one, that was the calvary sword.
She gets another lady out...and I go through the same explanation. I even draw what it looks like, but they still think I mean the calvary sabre. She even goes to get one of them out from the back. Well, just one look at the box and I know that's not the one, but she takes it out, still convinced this is the one, but I tell her no. Then I see this letter opener on display that's a scimitar...so I point that out, hoping they get the point. Another lady there (why this tiny shop has 3 people working there, I don't know) looks up from what she's doing and says..."Oh, you want the scimitar."
*headdesks*
"We sold that on Saturday, I think it was."
So after all that, that's the only one they had, they don't know if they're getting more or when their supplier will next be round. Poo!
Anyway get to the other base finally and pick son up. Didn't know what he was going to go dressed as, as the costume he's planning for Halloween isn't assembled yet. Most of the kids had the cheap, tacky store bought costumes, but mine (with eldest helping him) had raided the closets and went as Mr. Smith...he even had the wire earpiece. Best of all, he won first prize for 7th Grade...and if there had been an overall prize, he probably would have one that. He looked sooo cool.
On the down side of things, it's 8:30am I'm still not fully awake yet and I need some tea or coffee...except that we have no milk. So coffee it is, I guess. I can drink that black...not my favourite way, but drinkable. Tea OTOH, I can't, just can't...and I do actually prefer tea in the morning. ACK.
And update on the sword....Waahh...I'm too slow, it's gone. I didn't think it would go like that. Now, I'm hoping against hope that maybe, just maybe, hubby may have got it as it was sold on Saturday...the day I saw it. A Christmas present perhaps? I can dream. But I asked in the store about it, which was quite an ordeal in itself.
Me: You sold the scimitar?
Lady: The what?
Me: The scimitar, the big curved sword. *points to where it was*
Lady: Oh the curved one, yes we just sold that.
Me: *cursing to myself*
Lady: It was hanging right here *points to different spot* The cavalry sword.
Me: No, this was a big curved sword, that one's smaller. (and totally different, but I didn't say that)
Lady: Yes, the curved one, that was the calvary sword.
She gets another lady out...and I go through the same explanation. I even draw what it looks like, but they still think I mean the calvary sabre. She even goes to get one of them out from the back. Well, just one look at the box and I know that's not the one, but she takes it out, still convinced this is the one, but I tell her no. Then I see this letter opener on display that's a scimitar...so I point that out, hoping they get the point. Another lady there (why this tiny shop has 3 people working there, I don't know) looks up from what she's doing and says..."Oh, you want the scimitar."
*headdesks*
"We sold that on Saturday, I think it was."
So after all that, that's the only one they had, they don't know if they're getting more or when their supplier will next be round. Poo!
