Last night at about 9pm, we heard Em talking up a storm in her room. My husband snuck back to listen to what she was saying, to be sure she wasn’t upset or crying.
He heard Em gleefully exclaim, “Ryan has carrot sticks up his nose!” We recognized this at once. It was from Mrs. Roopy Is Loopy by Dan Gutman, one of the My Weird School books that she keeps on her bedside table. She also has a little flashlight there that she uses when she’s pretending that all her dolls are lost under the blankets.
She was sneaky enough to get out the flashlight and read in bed with the lights off, but not sneaky enough to read quietly to herself. I have no room to talk – I used to do the same thing, but silently. What a great age she’s at.
Since I started making Jayne hats, I have met some of the nicest people in the world. And one of them is , also known as Wendy from Alaska. First she sent me her Jayne hat order in the form of a letter from Patience (Browncoats, this is the lady on Whitefall who had previously shot Mal). Then she became a regular reader and commenter on this journal, and her responses have brightened up my days. Then, upon hearing that my daughter and I had birthdays coming up, she really went way above and beyond.
More shininess behind the cut!
Hey, I need a couple of pieces of photo paper for my printer. Does anybody in my local Charlotte group have a sheet or two they can spare? I don’t want to have to buy a whole box.
I’ll post later, but the party was a resounding success. Those who were around for the kindergarten party fiasco will be pleased to hear that everybody came, even those who didn’t RSVP, and a good time was had by all.
I haven’t dropped off the face of the earth, it’s just been busy hereabouts. Today I am cleaning like mad in preparation for having Em’s party here tomorrow. It’s like bailing out the Titanic with a Dixie cup. Still, I persevere.
It occurs to me that I haven’t shown these. These are Ann Budd’s Flame Wave socks from Interweave Press’ “Favorite Socks” book. 56 stitch caston, Cascade Fixation. I’m using size 4 and 3 needles instead of the recommended 5 and 4, as I am a loose knitter. It’s going quickly but the bulk of my time is still taken up with Jayne hats.
Speaking of, if Brown Sheep doesn’t ship out their yellow yarn soon, I’m going to road trip to Nebraska to dye it myself. The lack of yellow yarn is officially holding up the works now. Fortunately I have four acrylic hats in a row, but I’m on number four, and then I’ll have to resort to calling all over the state and driving hither and yon for odd skeins. It’s not an efficient use of resources, but time and Jayne hats wait for no man.
Okay, cleaning calls. If I’m not back by tomorrow, call the Coast Guard.
Emily has discovered lolcats. I might have helped. Her favorite:
more animals
She thinks it’s very weird that the spelling isn’t correct, but now she’s galloping through the house going “NOM NOM NOM!” That’s mommy’s little netizen.
I saw a lady’s SUV get dinged in a grocery store parking lot. It was a small scrape in the plastic that did more damage to the other car than it did to the SUV, but still. The other driver, an older woman, backed out of her spot (which was a pretty tight squeeze) and found another one a few rows back, then went into the store. I figured she might be going to get them to do an announcement over the loudspeaker, so I didn’t feel compelled to waylay this lady on her way in. I did, however, take down her license plate number and description and hang out to give it to the other driver. I didn’t notice the older lady come out and drive away, but she did, so I’m glad I stayed. I was doubly glad when the ding-ee was coming back to her SUV and met someone she knew in the parking lot. Her friend asked if that was her new car, and she said yes.
The lady was extremely grateful. We waited for the police to come so that she could fill out a report. He went and talked to the other driver, and it turns out she didn’t even realize she’d bumped the SUV. It did make a noise, but not a big one, so I can buy that. Especially since she went in to do her shopping instead of immediately taking off. The two of them spoke, and the other driver is offering to pay for the damage, and everybody’s being very nice and civilized about the whole thing.
SUV lady was so grateful that she came by my house the next day to show her kids the good Samaritan and to drop off a loaf of freshly baked sourdough bread. Can you see that there’s still steam in the bag? Mmmm.
I know good deeds are their own reward, but this bread is pretty darned good too. Awesome is doing the right thing for its own sake and knowing that you’ve made someone feel good. Awesome on top of that: sourdough bread infused with good karma.
We have gotten one RSVP for Em’s birthday party. One of her friends called tonight to speak with her (which lasted approximately two seconds – we have to work on phone skills) and said that she’s coming. Em is skipping around the house, very excited, and is also thinking about what she would say in a phone conversation next time.
That’s at least one friend at the party! YAY!!!!!!
