So I just this minute got e-mail from my eBay buyer. I had no idea that the whole “African internet scam” thing had come to eBay, but that’s what it looks like to me!
So I put up ten skeins of Noro Kochoran on eBay a couple of days ago, and somebody didn’t bother with the lowest bid, but instead met my “Buy It Now” price of $200. Which surprised me, but it’s a fair price, so I figure they just really wanted the yarn. I invoiced the buyer and didn’t hear back.
So I look today, and he or she has zero feedback. I look closer, and realize that they joined on the 14th, and are no longer a member.
What the heck? Did this person really join, buy something, then leave again? I don’t get it. I mean, they can just write and say “Lordy, I made a huge mistake, can we call it a wash?” and I’ll be okay with that. Or did they do it to a bunch of people and then scupper off?
What a mystery. I have no idea what to make of all this. Weird.
You may recall what happened last time I posted about my husband giving our daughter a bath. He’s given her several since then – I didn’t want to submerge my icky poison ivy hand (it’s fine now, thanks) so he took over duties for a week. Aside from some incredibly flooded bathrooms – we’re talking multiple towels on the floor, dripping wet – there haven’t been any further major incidents.
So I went out the other evening, and when I came home, the hubby had graciously given the daughter a bath. He casually remarked, “Oh, she found your orange soap.”
My… orange soap?
“Yeah, you know, it’s kind of orangey?”
My grapefruit soap?
“Yeah. It had some cracks in it, and she started peeling it, and… uh… it doesn’t have cracks anymore.”
The soap he’s referring to is Sudz “In The Pink” complexion bar, which I treated myself to at our local whole foods store some months ago. I’ve been hoarding it and using it very slowly, since it costs about $6 a freaking bar.
Before:
After:
That’s it, he’s off bath duty.
Following
Natasha Allegri posted this in her Livejournal today. Just gorgeous, and knitting-related to boot.
http://normallife.livejournal.com/81110.html
Now that money’s flowing nicely again, I hit The Sewing Bird for their sale. Currently, it’s 45% off everything, unless you get the last of a particular colorway or at least 10 skeins (whichever’s less) and then it’s 50% off.
I just bought 13 skeins of Noro Cash Iroha in the “wine” colorway. Silk, lambswool, cashmere, and a little nylon,spun into a beautiful yarn from Japan. It’s what I used to make the wristwarmers in this post. I got enough for a sweater. For me. ME! MWAHAHAHAHAAAAA!
And I got it for $71. Normally retailing for $142.
Un-freaking-believable. It’s like a 1950’s horror movie: “Terror From The Trees!
http://user.it.uu.se/%7Esvens/larverna/normal.html
In other news, the electric ice-cream maker works like a dream. And my daughter learned a valuable lesson in why you don’t eat rock salt. Yikes. Well, at least the ice cream is good!
I’m taking prednisone for the poison ivy, which had better start working soon before my hand goes all evil on me and starts doing things of its own volition. It ain’t good. And of course, since I’m on steroids now, I can’t compete in the Tour de France like I was planning. Darn the luck!
Off to sit with Salty Boo.
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don’t you dare dig for that “cool” or “intellectual” book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
Words came slowly, “You are the next director.”
And Bogert relaxed into a tight smile, “This is good to know. I’ve been hoping and waiting for this. Thanks, Herbie.”
From “I, Robot” purchased second-hand from
I still haven’t had a chance to read this yet, but it’s on my computer table!