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Cruise (Not!)

Posted on September 9, 2011 | 4 comments

Good morning everyone!

I called my mother the other day from the car, and since Kayla was with me, let her talk.  Kayla was in a chatty mood, so she and Mom chattered away while I was driving.  It reminded me of the first time I can remember them having a lengthy conversation on the phone.

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It was back during Kayla’s kindergarten year, when we had already moved to where we live now, but were still going to church back in our old town.  On the 30 minute drive back from Wednesday night choir practice and GA’s, I called Mom and let Kayla talk for a while too.  Eventually, Kayla brought the subject around to spending the night at my Mom’s house sometime.  Kayla said something like, “We’ll have to figure out what to do with my Mom and Dad.  I know!  I’ll send them on a cruise.”  I asked how much money she had to use for said cruise, and she proudly told me that she had a dollar she would use.

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Well, I let Mom and Kayla build castles in the air for a little while, but about the time Kayla started telling Mom what she would bring to wear “next Saturday” when she came over, I felt compelled to interrupt so that Kayla understood this sleep-over was not something that could happen right away.  (Mom lives about a six-hour drive away from us.)  I said gently, while she was still on the phone, “Kayla, I’m sorry, but you can’t spend the night at Grandma Dottie’s this week.”  Without batting an eye, she turned to me, with the phone in her hand, and answered firmly, “Then you ain’t going on no cruise!” and turned her back on me to continue her conversation with my mother.

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I laughed all the way home.

Have a great day everyone!

Nancy

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Deer and Lizards

Posted on September 8, 2011 | 8 comments

Good morning everyone!

Darwin, the look-out

Darwin found his mind this morning, which was a relief.  There is some debate between the three of us as to whether he found it for a little bit last night, too, but the consensus vote (2 to 0, with Kayla abstaining) is that he was just tired.  What caused him to find his mind?  Two deer at the end of the court.

These are not our deer, but they look very similar! Our fawn was not spotted.

We let the dogs out every morning and let them back in once the barking gets to the point we can’t stand it any more.  Today they were particularly vocal, so Mark looked out the door while he was letting them in.  There was a small baby buck standing at the edge of the woods at the court that our house overlooks.  Of course, once the buck heard our dogs barking, he instantly froze, which only made them bark more.  We got the dogs in, and Mark and I watched from inside the house, while Kayla went outside to watch.  As soon as they were inside, he started to move, but he kept looking back at the water.  I wondered if another dog was barking somewhere, but the answer was much more natural than that – his mother came from the lake up to him, led him caty-corner across the court, and then took him back into the woods.  Now, how do I know that this caused Darwin to find his mind?  Ever since then, he has periodically stopped at the back door, looking out to see if he can still see the deer.  Ergo, Darwin’s mind has made at least a brief reappearance!  I am pleased to know the deer are still with us; these are the first we have seen for a couple of years from our house.

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I went to pick Kayla up from dance yesterday (it was the first lesson of the year), and was greeted by a crowd of people leaving the studio.  Kayla’s friend, Rebecca, rushed up to me and said, “Your daughter caught a lizard and she still has it!”  I said hello to Rebecca and her mother, but ignored the lizard comment since I knew my daughter knew better than to try to bring a lizard home with her.

I was wrong.

She greeted me at the door of the studio with something wrapped in a small piece of paper and told me that she had caught a lizard and the dance teacher had told her she could keep it.  I told her there was no way a lizard was coming into the house, and made her let it go.  It was such a small lizard that at first I thought it was a cricket, but a baby black lizard it was.  She wasn’t too happy about it, but I told her that I didn’t “do” lizards, and only allowed certain mammals as a pet.  (Sorry, Stella!  I know you love your iguana Zorro.)

Kayla told me that the lizard was a mammal, but even she knew that wasn’t right.  I reminded her that it was a reptile.  She thought for a moment, then said, “Well, I’ll cover it in fur and then it will be a mammal!”  Between you and me, I think the lizard is better off in the wild.

Have a great day everyone!

Nancy

FN.  My friend, Stella DeLeuze, owns an iguana whom she has named Zorro.  She writes a blog which contains interesting writing tips as well as stories about her trials and tribulations with Zorro.  If you are interested, look up her site at http://wordsbystelladeleuze.blogspot.com

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Lost!

Posted on September 7, 2011 | 6 comments

Good morning everyone!

LOST:

Yes, today he is even crazier than he was in this picture!

The mind of one large, black Labrador Retriever/Great Dane mix named Darwin.  The mind was last seen functioning on Friday morning, September 2, immediately before he was dropped off at the kennel.  It was first noticed missing yesterday, September 6 after he was returned from the kennel.  The kennel does not have said mind, so we can only assume it was lost somewhere in transit. 

If you find Darwin’s mind, please return it immediately.  Doing so will greatly aid the survival of said Darwin, as he is mercilessly harassing both his sisters to play with him, running around the house like crazy, crashing into furniture as he tries to clear corners with paws and legs too big to give him good traction on the wooden floor, chewing everything he can get his mouth on, investigating counters for left-over food and just generally being a nuisance.  At this time, no reward is being offered as we are not sure of the size or effectiveness of said mind should it ever be recovered.

 Your assistance is greatly appreciated.

Have a great day everyone!

 Nancy

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Shampoo

Posted on September 6, 2011 | 10 comments

Good morning everyone!

When all's said and done, nothing's better than taking a minute to hug our dog!

I hope all of you had a great weekend, and, for those of us here in the United States, a great Labor Day weekend.

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Thursday night I went shampoo shopping with Kayla.  I normally do this about once or twice a year to remind myself why I don’t normally do this.  We were in the drug store, and two aisles of hair care products was a bit much for her to process.  I watched her carefully read each label, looking for something, so after about five minutes, I asked her what she was looking for.  She told me she was looking for a shampoo that could make her hair longer.  I explained that there was shampoo that could make your hair curlier, straighter, shinier or fluffier but not longer.  (A lady at the end of the aisle was dying laughing at our conversation.)  FN. 1.

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Kayla nodded acknowledgement of my words of wisdom, and continued to look.  The first two sets of shampoo and conditioner she picked out were from the left side of the aisle (the “premium hair care products” side.)  I told her to put those back; she asked me why; I explained that I wasn’t going to pay $20 a bottle (each) for shampoo and conditioner.  The third time we had this conversation, I gently picked her up from the floor where she was sitting cross-legged, rotated her 180 degrees and told her that the right side of the aisle was where she needed to look.  That demonstration finally got the point across to her, but she was happy to review the right side of the aisle as thoroughly as she had the left side.

I got excited twice when it appeared we were close to a decision, but then she changed her mind.  It took 30 minutes for her to make her selection.  (For the record, I did let her get a more expensive “premium hair care” product that was a spray on styling aid to reduce frizz.)

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On the way out, she decided she wanted to try rolling her hair, so we also picked up a set of foam rubber curlers and I promised to roll her hair for her that night after she washed it.  As proof to my friends and family who find it inconceivable that I would ever put a child of mine in curlers, here is the final “wound-up” product.  FN 2.

Kayla investigating moths on the outside window

Front Curlers

I really didn’t expect the curlers to make it through the night, but they did.  She got up earlier than normal to pull them out, and got mad at me when I started brushing through them because it looked like I was pulling the curl out.  I told her to wait a minute, and I would show her some magic.  I pulled the top layer of her hair back into a ponytail, leaving the bottom loose, which revealed a lot of curls, and she was happy.

Final Outcome

This latest round of hair care products better last a while now; I don’t think I’m up for another such excursion for quite a while.

Have a great day everyone!

Nancy

FN1.  “To die laughing” is a Southern colloquialism meaning “to laugh as hard as you can.”

FN2.  I had her permission to take the pictures of her in curlers; it seemed fair to ask her before posting them.

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Odds and Ends

Posted on September 1, 2011 | 8 comments

Good morning everyone!

I just have a little bit of this and a little bit of that to share this morning, so we will be jumping around some.

  • How do you know if you’re absent-minded?

I was, unfortunately, presented with two unmistakable signs this morning that I am, indeed, prone to be absent-minded.  The first was when, after trying on her own for about five minutes, Kayla came to me for help in finding the peanut butter.  After checking behind her on the counter and in the pantry, I suggested that she try the refrigerator, since every once in a while when I am not paying attention to what I am doing, I put the peanut butter in there.  See, Peanut Butter in the Refrigerator.  Sure enough, there it was, on the top shelf.

The second was when I couldn’t find my glasses.  After roaming our bedroom and bathroom and the great room looking everywhere I could think of, I suddenly put my hands up to my face just to be sure I wasn’t looking for my glasses with them already on my face.  (I have done that before.)  To my immense relief, they weren’t there, but the fact that I had to check is very telling.

  •    Free Slushies

Kayla announced at the dinner table the other night that she would be excited when she got to middle school, where “they” have “free slushies for 75 cents.”  She offered to bring one home for each of us, too.

Slushy

  • Mandy

Mandy is still eating interminably slow.  While this is great for blogging in the mornings, it presents many other problems in terms of morning preparations, since she won’t eat unless I am sitting here at the table beside her and she is extremely prone to be distracted.  When Kayla comes out for breakfast, she stops eating.  If Kayla leans down to pet her, she stops eating.  If Tyra wanders by, she stops eating.  If she hears any noise in the kitchen, she stops eating.  I bet a butterfly landing on a branch on the other side of the world would be enough for her to stop eating.  The only saving grace is Darwin; if he is anywhere in the vicinity of her and her food, she will eat faster – apparently Tyra is allowed to take her food away if she chooses (it’s been a while since Tyra has done that), but Darwin, as the junior member of the pack, is decidedly not.  Since he’s asleep and snoring in the den right now, I don’t think she has anything to worry about.

Mandy and Darwin, but not while Mandy is eating!

Have a great day!

Nancy

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Inventions I Eagerly Await (Or Not) – Update

Posted on August 31, 2011 | 2 comments

Good morning everyone!

At the risk of being labeled a hopeless nerd (I can’t, unfortunately, qualify for geek because my technological level of expertise falls terribly short), I will confess that one of the magazines that I get on my Kindle is Technology Review, which is published by MIT every other month.  It covers technology breakthroughs, and by technology they are not limiting themselves to computers and cell phones, but include breakthroughs in medicine, energy, genetics, automobiles, physics, chemistry and anything else you can think of.  They also manage to present material in a way that a layperson can, for the most part, understand.  One section deals with new inventions, which may not be ready for mass production yet, but at least are up and running with prototypes.

Gadgets Galore!

In steadily working my way through June’s publication, I came across two inventions, one bewildering, one encouraging.

The Withings WIFI scale

We will start with bewildering first.  A company called Withings, whose website is located at www.withings.com, has invented a scale with WiFi capability.  That’s right, this scale will kindly, if you tell it to, post your weight, fat mass and body mass index on your Twitter or Facebook account for you.  To be quite frank, the very last place I wish to share that kind of information about me is on Twitter or Facebook!   Why you would even think that someone would want to do so is beyond me.

To be fair to Withings, the scale will, if you choose, discreetly post such information to more private places, like your smart phone or computer, where only you can see it; I can see some value in that.  Even better, if my doctor’s office would purchase such a scale and link it to my records electronically, I could go to the doctor without ever having to see what my weight is!  (I mean, face it folks, most of us know whether we need to lose weight or not; do we really wish to be constantly reminded every time we need to see the doctor for something like strep throat?)

One of Google's seven self-driving cars

The more encouraging invention is Google’s fleet of seven cars that it has equipped to be able to drive themselves.  It consists of six Toyota Prius’s and one Audi TT.  Some of you may recall that the self driving car is one of the inventions I am eagerly awaiting. ( See, Inventions I Eagerly Await.)  Google has at least managed to create prototypes, although currently they are nowhere near ready for mass production and still require a driver to be able to override the computer system in case it gets confused.  Still, Google has come a long way with these cars.  They have equipped them with video cameras, radar, laser sensors (and of course, Google’s navigation system) so that the computer guiding the car will have a 360 degree view of the road, and be able to orient itself to the direction it is traveling and figure out where it wants to go.  In over 140,000 miles of trials (I think – it may be more now), the cars have had only one accident – and that was when one of them was rear-ended by another car.  In those 140,000 miles, they did require minimum driver intervention once or twice, but at least we are getting closer.  I will watch the evolution of this invention closely so that as soon as they are available and affordable, I can own one.

There is, alas, no word out there regarding the driving vacuum cleaner.  See, Differences Between Men and Women.

Sunrise

Have a great day everyone!

Nancy

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Books: The Adventures of a Thousand Lifetimes

Posted on August 30, 2011 | 6 comments

Good morning everyone!

My designated breakfast spot puts me at a place at our table where I can look over at the 10 bookshelves that line our fireplace, five on each side. 

There are one and a half shelves dedicated to cookbooks.  Anyone who didn’t know me would think that meant that I was extremely interested in cooking.  Those who do know me are rolling on the floor laughing at the thought.  Still, even those of us who cook because it is necessary, not because visions of gourmet meals dance through our heads at night, need a few reference books, which is where the Fannie Farmer Cookbook, the Better Homes and Garden Cookbook and the Joy of Cooking come in.  The rest of the cookbooks are there, I guess, in case I ever desire to elevate cooking from a necessity to a hobby.

DVD Player Photograph from http://www.wikipedia.org

One shelf contains all of our audiovisual equipment, which I would be absolutely unable to use were it not for the universal remote my husband thoughtfully set up for me.   (It’s better than trying to start the stuff on my own, even if the remote does like him better than it does me.  See, The Differences Between Men and Women.)

A Collection of Seven Nero Wolfe Books

The other seven and a half shelves contain adventures from a thousand lifetimes.  On the top shelf is my Nero Wolfe collection (a grand name for the primarily paperback books I have bought over the years of every Nero Wolfe book I could find.)  If you haven’t yet met Nero Wolfe, his right-hand man Archie Goodwin, his exceptional butler and cook, Fritz Brenning, and Theodore Horstmann, the grumpy gardener who tends the orchid collection on the top floor of the brownstone in New York City where they live, I highly recommend you do so.  They are pure fun.

A relief showing Polybius (I think)

I also have books that were written hundreds of years before Jesus’ birth.  My favorite of these, so far, is the history of Rome written by Polybius, a Greek general who was a friend of Scipio Africanus (the Roman general who defeated the Carthaginians in Africa).  Polybius was originally taken as a hostage to Rome, ended up becoming Scipio Africanus’s friend and participating in the Carthaginian campaign, then was allowed to return to Greece.  Polybius believed in telling the facts, and nothing but the facts in the history that he wrote.  He died at the venerable age of 90 when he took a fall from his horse while hunting.  Any ancient writer/general with such a full life deserves to have his book at least sampled.

Cover of The Arms of Nemesis, by Steven Saylor

I also have most of the books written by Steven Saylor, a mystery writer whose mysteries are set in Rome during the lives of Cicero and Julius Caesar, and Colleen McCullough’s fictional series on Rome.   Both series are good; it is interesting how their portrayals of the major historical figures of the era are very different.

Patriot Games, by Tom Clancy

Lest you think we are stuck merely in the ancient world, we also have a set of the Tom Clancy Jack Ryan novels, several books about American history during the American Revolution and its aftermath, and the biographies of several presidents.  My favorite presidents are John Adams and Theodore Roosevelt, and they are well-represented on the shelves in front of me.

Photograph of Theodore Roosevelt

Kayla has a couple of books in this set of bookshelves, but most of hers are in the well-filled five shelf bookcase in her room.  Several of my old science fiction/fantasy favorites are in the fireplace bookshelves, including The Dragon and the George, and James P. Hogan’s Series on the gentle giants of Ganymede, but more of those are in the bookcase in the study that Mark built, and the bookcase in the spare bedroom where I have squirreled away many of my oldest and dearest favorites.  (Most of my science books and Christian books are in the study bookcase also.)

Picture of Edward Gibbon

Oh, and I have an unabridged set of Edward Gibbon’s The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, all six volumes.  I have only managed to read Volume One through from cover to cover, but before I die I intend to make it through Volumes 2 through 6.

Picture of Louisa May Alcott

A very well-worn paperback version of The Three Musketeers is up there, along with several of my childhood favorites by Louisa May Alcott, a small smattering of romance novels and one volume containing the complete works of William Shakespeare.  Willa Cather’s Death Comes to the Archbishop, a favorite of mine, graces a shelf between The Mapmakers and The Neanderthal’s Necklace.

Quill Pen

We take for granted how powerful the written word can be; how it can transport us away from our current life into lands and times far away from where we are now, or even places that never existed, but we wish did.  The written word makes us think, entertains us, stimulates our imagination and introduces us to countless lives and worlds we never would be able to experience otherwise.  Looking at my bookshelves, I am glad to have to have my own small treasury of that magic, and look forward to participating in it for the rest of my life.

I would love to hear about your favorite books and the books on your bookshelves, if you have time to comment.

Have a great day everyone!

Nancy

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Hurricane!

Posted on August 29, 2011 | 2 comments

Good morning Everyone!

To those of you from North Carolina northwards who have been coping with Hurricane Irene and its aftermath, the thoughts and prayers of many Alabamians (including me) are with you.  I hope the flooding will be much less severe than the experts currently think it will be.

Hurricane Irene when it was over the Bahamas

Sitting through a hurricane, even inland, is never any fun, and the days following the hurricane, at least until the power comes back on, can be very long also.  I found that, even though my brain knew nothing would happen, I still would flip light switches on as I walked into rooms.  I will pass along this tip from my sister:  almost everything can be cooked on a grill, and you might as well go ahead and throw a huge block party once you reach the point where everyone’s meat has thawed in the freezer to the point of no return.  (She lives in Huntsville, where the power was out for over a week following the terrible tornado outbreak in April. )  Also, coffee can be brewed in water you bring to a boil over a grill.  (Very important tip!)

Campfire Coffee Pot

I have been through two hurricanes, both inland, the most recent of which was Hurricane Opal.  Hurricane Opal made landfall on the Gulf Coast as a Category 4 hurricane, and swept on up through the State of Alabama.  At the time, we lived in a small town about five hours driving time away from the Gulf; Opal was still a Category 1 hurricane when it swept through our area.

Satellite view of Hurricane Opal

I don’t know why, but the morning before Hurricane Opal arrived, I happened to catch a weather report and pay attention to it.  (Living that far away from the coast, hurricanes were something we made a note of but they normally didn’t impact us.)  The weather people were saying that this storm was going to be different, and that even in our area, homeowners needed to bring in loose objects, such as lawn chairs and potted plants, which the wind could use as projectiles once the hurricane arrived.  So for the first (and so far last) time ever, I went home at lunch and brought every single potted plant and lawn chair in the house, and got Mark, when he got home, to tie down the porch swing and table.  Then we waited.

Shadow and Woof

 Really, I should say, then I waited, as Mark and both of my faithful protectors at the time, our dogs Shadow and Woof, were fast asleep by 9.  I didn’t get to sleep, and then at 10, before there was any wind or rain, the power went off.  About an hour later, the rain started to pour down.  I started to hear an unusual sound, so I went to check on it, and it turned out that the rain was leaking into the house through the free-standing fireplace we had at the time.  (This was the first house we had ever bought.)  I pulled out towels and cups to catch the rain, and then went back to bed.  I never really did get much sleep; I can remember looking out the bedroom window watching the pine trees outside bending to the point that their tops were horizontal to the ground, and hearing a persistent thumping somewhere against what I thought was the house.  I also remember wondering if the huge sycamore tree we had at the side of the house would hold out.  The dogs never did wake up.  Mark says he did and watched the trees for a while too, but neither one of us said anything. 

Sound sleepers!

Morning finally came, as it always does, and the storm had already blown through.  (At least one saving grace of Opal was that it was a fast mover.)  There was a lot of damage around town; oaks, especially, had been blown over onto houses, as well as many other kinds of trees.  We were fortunate; not only did the sycamore tree stay standing tall, but the thumping turned out to be our tied down outdoor table, which had managed to flip itself over the deck rail during the night.  The thumping was the sound of the table hitting the deck, not the house.  The deck survived just fine.  We were without power for probably five days, but it could have been so much worse.  (I will admit, however, that by day three I was starting to get really frustrated.)  Areas along the gulf, like Panama City Destin, Florida suffered so much more damage.  It would be interesting to know what Kayla had to say about all of it, but Hurricane Opal came through before she was born.  Given her fear of thunderstorms, if she had been there, I don’t know if we ever would have been able to get that child to go to sleep again! 

A boat washed ashore by Hurricane Opal along the coast

 

So that, y’all, is my big hurricane story.  I hope I never have another one to tell, but you never know.  Have any of you ever been involved in severe weather before or were in Irene this time?  I would love to hear some of your stories if you have time to share. 

Have a great day everyone! 

Nancy

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You know it’s bad when….

Posted on August 27, 2011 | 2 comments

You know it’s bad when your 9 year old daughter tells you that you need to go ahead and take your nap so that you won’t be so grumpy!  Yes, she really said that, and the sad part is that she was right!

Hope all of you are having a great weekend!

Nancy

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Hazardous Duty: Counted Cross-Stitch

Posted on August 26, 2011 | 2 comments

Good morning everyone!

One of my favorite hobbies is counted cross-stitch.  My friend, Vonda, introduced me to the craft back in college, and I have been doing it ever since.  Counted cross-stitch is a form of embroidery which, strangely enough, uses cross-stitch in order to form pictures.  In counted cross-stitch, you are provided with a chart and a list of colors for your embroidery thread that you use to make a picture. 

Clockwise, from left: Original Picture, Chart, Completed Cross-stitch

So, for example, in the picture above, the post card on the left is the original picture.  On the top of the picture is the chart, where someone patiently translated the original picture into a counted cross-stitch chart.  On the bottom right is the completed counted cross-stitch portrait.   The only thing missing is the list of colors.  The fact that my daughter has not yet taken up this craft is not her fault, but mine – I have a patience problem when it comes to teaching it to her.  Still, one day I hope to have enough patience to work through a project with her.

Part of a series of Christmas Ornaments I made

Just like pixels on a computer screen, a counted cross-stitch chart can be used to make just about any picture that you would want.   That is part of the fascination, because, with the proper chart, I can make everything from small Christmas ornaments, up to large adaptations of works of art, depending on my mood. 

Four Christmas Ornaments I Made

You would not think that such a hobby can be hazardous, but it does have its perils.  Mark and Kayla have long known that if I am working on cross-stitch, and they wish to hug me, they need to approach warily – I have a (possibly bad) habit of storing needles conveniently on my shirt or shirt sleeve while I change thread colors and the unwary person who approaches me for a hug can unfortunately get pricked. 

Plastic Canvas Ornaments, in a "folksy" style

There are a couple of very good cross-stitch magazines produced in the United States, but, owing to the greater popularity of the craft in the United Kingdom as well as their centuries head-start on the topic of embroidery in general – let’s face it, royal women were working on embroidered tapestries and other types of embroidery in the United Kingdom before the Americas were even a rumor in the mind of the European world – the cross-stitch magazines from the United Kingdom are exceptionally good.  Although it is fairly expensive, due to shipping, to subscribe, I do buy some at a book store occasionally.

More complicated cross-stitch ornaments

 The British magazines almost always come with an extra gift, so they are sold in the bookstore wrapped in a plastic cover that includes both the magazine and the extra gift.  Having had the rare chance to go by Barnes & Noble and purchase a couple of new magazines earlier this week, I was anxious yesterday to steal about five minutes to look at them.  I got in a hurry ripping the cover off of one of them, though, and as I did so, the magazine flew out of the plastic towards my face and hit me right below the eye with the bottom corner where it is bound.  It has left a small (vanishingly small) scratch underneath my eye, and a nice straight black and blue line that would elicit inquires were it not for the fact that the circles under my eyes are so dark already it is hard to tell the difference! 

That's the one that got me!

Am I going to let this newly discovered peril stop me from engaging in this craft that I love?  Of course not!  Still, I intend to open cross-stitch magazines a little more carefully in the future.

Have a great weekend everyone!

Nancy

P.S.  Please forgive any typos today – I am trying write this with my daughter playing “scream at my imaginary class as loud as I can” in the same room with me.  This activity does not create ideal conditions for concentration on my part!

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