some quick notes, and a little list
Sep. 13th, 2005 11:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mamagotchaLorraine (my sweet MIL) is here, safe and sound. Bill is in Madrid, safe and sound. There's a pile of mocha chocolate chip cookies on the kitchen table, and they are not safe at all!
Linc is FINALLY saying "Mama!" Also "dog" and "hat." We are working very hard on "Grandma."
1. I bought 11 skeins of tencel-wool off of Ebay. When I got the yarn, there was also a good-sized piece of crocheted fabric, made of the same yarn. I frogged it, and thought about whoever had put all that work into it. It was very dense and heavy, and the work had been very even and neat. I felt badly about just ripping it out, but I could use the yarn... so I tried to focus on it even as I destroyed it. I tried to honor the woman (most likely, anyway) who had created the piece, and really notice how good her craftsmanship was, and hope that she was happy and healthy somewhere, but had just grown weary of the color and set it aside for my seller to pick up at a yard sale and then send to me. When it was done, it turned out to be an extra three skeins of yarn, on top of the 11 I had bought! (even with shipping, i wound up paying about $2 a skein for something that would have otherwise been about $5 each)
2. I got a pitch for membership in a local modern art gallery. They wanted $45 for a year, and then I would get invited to some extra openings and such. I wrote something kinda snarky on the membership form, and put it into the postage-paid envelope to send back, the gist being that I'd never even gone into this museum, and probably wouldn't anytime soon because we're homeschooling on a budget, maybe they had school rates for homeschoolers? Then we drive by and I see a sign: Free Admission. Gulp. They're gonna have a good laugh at my expense when they open that. When I get home, I notice the sealed envelope on the stairs... it never made it out to the mail! Whew... saved from my own ignorance!
3. I have friends and family who actually want to read what I write here. Hooray! As a writer, I love to know someone... anyone... looks at my stuff and actually reads it. You guys rock! Thanks for giving me a reason to write.
Goodnight!
Linc is FINALLY saying "Mama!" Also "dog" and "hat." We are working very hard on "Grandma."
1. I bought 11 skeins of tencel-wool off of Ebay. When I got the yarn, there was also a good-sized piece of crocheted fabric, made of the same yarn. I frogged it, and thought about whoever had put all that work into it. It was very dense and heavy, and the work had been very even and neat. I felt badly about just ripping it out, but I could use the yarn... so I tried to focus on it even as I destroyed it. I tried to honor the woman (most likely, anyway) who had created the piece, and really notice how good her craftsmanship was, and hope that she was happy and healthy somewhere, but had just grown weary of the color and set it aside for my seller to pick up at a yard sale and then send to me. When it was done, it turned out to be an extra three skeins of yarn, on top of the 11 I had bought! (even with shipping, i wound up paying about $2 a skein for something that would have otherwise been about $5 each)
2. I got a pitch for membership in a local modern art gallery. They wanted $45 for a year, and then I would get invited to some extra openings and such. I wrote something kinda snarky on the membership form, and put it into the postage-paid envelope to send back, the gist being that I'd never even gone into this museum, and probably wouldn't anytime soon because we're homeschooling on a budget, maybe they had school rates for homeschoolers? Then we drive by and I see a sign: Free Admission. Gulp. They're gonna have a good laugh at my expense when they open that. When I get home, I notice the sealed envelope on the stairs... it never made it out to the mail! Whew... saved from my own ignorance!
3. I have friends and family who actually want to read what I write here. Hooray! As a writer, I love to know someone... anyone... looks at my stuff and actually reads it. You guys rock! Thanks for giving me a reason to write.
Goodnight!
