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Right, so it's been awhile, which means I have lots to talk about (right?). However, I woke up nauseous at 3am and kept the kids home today because Zack got sick in the wee hours so I didn't want to be the jerk who takes her sick kid to school to get all the other kids sick and figured better safe than sorry with Becky (okay, technically I figured if she got sick later I didn't want to have to go back out and get her, but whatever). Um, I think where I was going to go with that was that this was going to be a short post because I'm tired, but clearly, being tired just makes me more verbose. Sorry about that in advance.Thanks to Michelle and Merri for additional teen book selections. I will add them to my recommend list for the niece.
Kids are funny. Ours are currently playing with an art easel, and Zack likes to shake it, which we tell him not to do. Becky is a little narc and will come running into another room to tell us that "Zack is shaking the weasel!" Oh, and also, Zack is walking now. Not a huge lot, but all by himself, and he'll toddle from here to there of his own volition. So that's awesome. And hey, look, they're still cute!
Also, I have just realized this very second that I should start putting this year's pics into a Becky_Zack 2009 album. It only took me two months. Erg.
Fan Girl needs your help. Neil Gaiman, who I may have mentioned before, is going to be doing a book signing in NYC in a few weeks, and I don't know if I should go or not. I mean really, all I have to say is "love your work" and do I really need to stand in what I'm sure will be a very long line just for that? Really? Maybe if I knitted him a hat or baked him some cookies or something...but then I feel like that's over the edge into "crazy stalker fan girl" territory. Leave a comment and let me know what you think. Your opinion matters!
Leg Warmers are the new...something. Over in the sidebar there, you'll see that I'm doing something called "Sock Knitters Anonymous" which is basically a monthly sock knit-along with a different "theme" for each month. I have not managed to actually participate in this all year (since September), so I was trying to do it for January (or possibly February -- who knows at this point) and the "theme" was a pattern from an online magazine. So I was perusing Knitty and came across a pattern for legwarmers, which, if you know me, are not really me. But for some reason, I had to have them now now now! so, ignoring the 53 other projects I need to be working on, I knitted them up. See?
I think they're right cute. I even wore them last week when I went
Yarning with the Ladies, which is what Becky calls it when I go out to a knitting event. There's this group on Ravelry that I just found a few weeks ago but is full of My People, if you know what I mean, so I met up with a bunch of them in the city for drinks, shopping, etc. Now, y'all know how super-shy I am, and it did take me a little while to get loosened up, but after that I had a fan-freakin-tastic time, and look forward to going yarning with the ladies again soon! Thanks for such a great time (you know who you are!).
And then, to top it all off, when I got home from a day of leaving Kit with the kids essentially all day (I left right after breakfast, which he fed them because I was getting ready, and didn't get home until after bedtime), this was waiting for me:
I then proceeded to do something I have never done before (and don't plan on doing again), even with brownies: I ate the entire thing, basically by myself -- the kids had about 1/8" wide slice -- in about 36 hours. I am both ashamed of and impressed by this. ZOMG, it was so yummy! My husband is amazing and wonderful and also a very, very bad man.
Okay. I think that gets us all caught up for now. I'm going to go fix some dinner for the kids now, and wait impatiently for Kit, who is fixing his Cheesy Garlic Tortellini speciality this evening for me. Have I mentioned that my husband is awesome? Because he is.
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2 Comments:
"Zack is shaking the weasel!" is just wrong. But I hear that is what boys do as they grow older. :-)
Yes, you should go to see Neil Gaiman. We saw him once and stood in line forever and he was sweet and kind and nodded gently to my totally fan girl babbling. And he drew a quick picture of Sandman in my copy of "Brief Lives." I understand that is it not odd for writers to get little gifts but I would go for the hat and not the cupcakes.
So, Gaiman. The thing about Neil is that he secretly loves fangirl stalkers. For instance: his assistant, Lorraine, told a story about the cover of The Faces of Fantasy—he values his privacy, and wasn't sure he wanted his photo taken in front of his house in the first place. Then Perret called to ask if she could use it on the cover, and Lorraine explained that, no, he'd be uncomfortable with it. Later that day she told Neil, who said, "Well, hold on...." (Apparently Clive Barker had a stalker who stabbed himself on Barker's lawn, and Gaiman was horrified by that but also maybe a little jealous.) And sure enough: cover.
Anyway. Writers thrive on that sort of love. Well, the non-stabbing-on-lawns kind, but still.
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