Kiss My Knits!

I don’t mind telling you I shed a tear or two. That was a hell of a speech.

DM: 3 of the folks aren’t coming cause of the election.
Me: Wimps!
DM: I know! More fire on them next week

Tune in next week, folks, when someone other than me may catch fire!

I just walked in the door from the grocery store to hear my daughter singing “Oops… I Did It Again” by Britney Spears. Mr. Tvini asked her where she heard it, and she said it was from Barbie. Sure enough, it’s on Mattel’s Barbie website.

You know what I didn’t need to hear my daughter doing at age 9? Singing “I’m not that innocent!”

I may have to declare a fatwa on Barbie. Although Em’s attention span is pretty short, she’s already moving on to “What I Like About You.” The attraction seems to be that they have the lyrics printed up, karaoke style. She really, really like to see lyrics, and to read closed captioning with her movies. Helps her keep up. She’s faithfully transcribing the lyrics from computer onto a sheet of paper.

In other news, there’s a new neighborhood cat that keeps coming around the house, much to our indoor cat’s fascination. At right: Nerys and the night visitor. It looks just like her, except it’s gray. In the low light, it’s tough to tell a difference. “Kill us both, Spock!”

Finger update: swollen and gross. Still tough to type around. I’m not knitting any Jayne hats today, because even if I’m the only one who knows that the yarn would be rubbing up against huge poison ivy blisters, I have too much respect for my Jayne customers to do that to them. Ew. Ew ew ew.

Mr. Tvini works on the tech side in the newspaper business, so he’ll be leaving for work soon so he can spend the evening up there in case anything goes kerflooey. I think at this point, he doesn’t care who wins, as long as it’s a landslide and he can come home early and get to sleep. I’m in agreement, except that I’m a little more definite on whom I want to win. Gobama!

Okay, time to stop agitating my finger. Now there’s a statement you don’t hear every day. Later!

Hand still hurts. Am watching The Bachelor and the Bobby-Soxer.

Also:
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I seem to have picked up poison ivy or something between the middle two fingers of my right hand (the ones open in the Vulcan salute). It itches like crazy. In fact, it’s transferring that itch to the back and sides of my hand.

To say that this puts a crimp in my Jayne hat knitting would be an understatement.

Typing makes it itch more, so I’m stopping.

First off, check out the article to the left. Click through to the big size. It’s a 1943 Better Homes and Gardens article about low-cost ration-friendly things you can do for Halloween. I pity the poor child who got a head of cabbage made up to look like a clown. It’s just sad.

Second, who has the coolest online buds in the world? Me! Pictured at right is the surprise package that sent! Spoooooky soap! In addition to looking cute, these smell really great. Em was very excited to get mail, and since we skipped her bath last night on account of Halloween, you can be sure these will be used tonight. In fact, I know I will have to keep an eye on her so she doesn’t use them all. Thank you so much, ! This was so thoughtful and sweet!

Now if you’ll pardon me, I have to “help” my daughter eat her candy. It’s my motherly duty!

For those of you wondering how the costume went, I was all set to stitch up a bedraggled costume out of an adult-sized bridesmaid dress. Luckily, Mom saved me from having to do that, and probably also saved me from bursting a blood vessel from stress, by finding a store-bought costume big enough to fit Em. Thanks, Mom! The pretty princess is all set to go tonight!

Happy Halloween, everyone!

ETA: Halloween night update! Before trick-or-treating, we went up to her school’s “Family Fun Night.” I’d say three out of every five girls were dressed as princesses. She got a little candy, did “ghost bowling” (ghost outlines taped to empty milk jugs knocked down with a plastic ball) and bounced on a giant bouncy castle with attached inflatable slide.

As we were getting ready to leave, her best friends from her class came in. They were also dressed as princesses. They exclaimed, “EMILY! YOU LOOK SO PRETTY!!” and they rushed up to hug her. Man, that was gratifying. They were going into the cafeteria, so we encouraged Em to go in too. It worked out well. They all got cotton candy and sat together for a little while, but not too long, since Em was keen to trick-or-treat.

We went to about eight houses – a record for Em. She was doing her level best not to break into a run going up the sidewalk. She ate some candy and then we watched Charlie Brown and the Great Pumpkin. Now Em’s completely worn out. She just this minute went to bed, and I predict she’ll be asleep within five minutes.

“Halloween was so exciting! I hope I can do all these things again next year for Halloween!”

Yesterday, for the first time in about 110 days, I forgot to weigh in on the wii fit.

Just now, I weighed in and was mocked, “Too busy to work out yesterday, eh Tvini?”

Bite me, wii fit.

ETA: today’s run. NikePlus congratulated me for running 50 miles since starting with the NikePlus device. Wii fit could learn a few things!

There’s an early voting place directly across the street from my house that opens at 11, so I just walked out my back door to go vote. The line for cars was way up the street, and people were parking in some very undesignated spots. I asked a lady who was leaving how long the wait to vote was, and she said she’d been told it was 2 1/2 hours.

2 1/2 hours? I have to pick my kid up from school in 2 1/2 hours! I mean, I’m very happy so many people are voting, but come on! I guess I’ll have to try again tomorrow, when the polls open earlier and I have child care. DAMN YOU, DEMOCRACY!

ETA: I decided to walk over and wait in line for an hour and see how far I got. I actually got in and out in about an hour and fifteen minutes, and the line was getting much shorter while I was there, so it shouldn’t be so bad for others going in the afternoon. Mission accomplished!

D&D Week 5: When You Are Engulfed In Flames