But there was pizza

Friday was a very blurry day but better than Thursday. I figured I might just make it to Roz's husband's 80th birthday on Saturday (my social life, it is exciting) and I did. Still, maybe not the best idea. As usual.

Was tired when I woke up, tired when I got there and I really shouldn't have helped take stuff downstairs (stairs are tiring.) But it was a nice afternoon and I had freshly made wood-fired pizza. They recently built a wood-fired pizza oven and Roz's husband was so delighted with it, he said that that's what he wanted to do for his birthday - a make-your-own pizza party. 

Roz made the dough and passata, we set out vast quantities of toppings, have what you like! To get things rolling, I had the first pizza, although I wasn't hugely hungry. Good thing too, because the birthday boy was still getting the hang of how far to slide the pizza in - mine caught on fire!

And then we just hung around, Mum and I being the last guests to leave (Mum had been providing back-up with washing plates, etc, so when the others were gone, she and Roz got to relax.) It's funny, I knew Mum had known and worked for them for at least twenty years, because I remember going to their house when I was quite young. But actually it's more than thirty years. Huh. My brother's never been quite sure what to make of Roz but I've always enjoyed having her in my life. (Mum says they are eccentric in a way only the English can manage. I'm all for it.)

I was almost asleep in my chair for the last hour or two and was quite happy not to move. Talked to Roz's daughter (who has the same evil laugh!) and I think my conversation was coherent ... eventually we went home, I lay on the sofa and read a bit then put the book down and had a nap. Woke up from that and went to bed. At some point past midnight I woke up. I'll try to go back to bed soon.

Must catch up ...

Fandom Snowflake Challenge - Day 6

In your own space, rec at least 3 fanworks you thought you wouldn't like (because they weren't your fandom or they pushed against your boundaries or you thought you just wouldn't be interested) and that you ended up loving.

Um. This took a while. If I'm dubious about a fic and I wind up not liking it, I forget about it. If I'm dubious but wind up loving it, then the second reaction is what I associate with it. But eventually I remembered a few. I'm still trying to remember the first RPF fic I read though ... once upon a time that was a line for me!

1) arsenicjade's Discipline and Punish prison-verse.

Prison fic is rarely my thing (angst, non-con, drugs, etc) but this was arsenicjade. So I read it and fell in love with the Epic Love Story of Mikey & Frank. And Bob & Gee, Tommy & Alex ... seeing them picking up the pieces, learning to stand on their own but also learning to take help when it's offered ... oh yeah, h/c. I do skip some of the more graphic stuff in my rereads though. I read it once, that was enough.

2) moku_youbi's runaway Christmas elf!Brendon GSF, with Frank/Gerard sequel.

What. Christmas elf. The fuck? But it's gorgeous. From the beginning with Ryan/Spencer, then Ryan/Spencer/Jon, then Ryan/Spencer/Jon Brendon. Followed by another runaway Christmas elf, Frank, joining his best friend Brendon's band, Northern Downpour, and meeting his Epic Crush, Gerard Way of My Chemical Romance. Yay for dreams come true!

3) And from way back - stellaluna_'s CSI:NY Stella/Flack fic Twist (foot fetish)

I remember being surprised at finding the kink in this hot because foot fetish - not my thing. But the way it was written with Stella trying to understand and enjoy Flack's kink was excellent. And at that point I realised that it was the writing of the connection and not the kink that was the most important to me.