Really. It’s entirely her fault. She dragged me to Target this morning to opine on a small desk she wanted to buy. She dragged me to Office Depot to look at filing cabinets. And then she dragged me to brand new DSW to look at shoes.

I successfully made it through the entire store once without finding anything I wanted to buy. But she still wasn’t ready to leave. So, I kept wandering the aisles, and then these pretty, green shoes caught my eye. Well, nothing better to do, I’ll try them on. Hmm…remarkably comfortable, and the color’s nice, and I don’t have any green shoes, and they are kind of pretty . . . well, what harm in carrying them around the store a bit? They’re the only pair in my size, and it’s better to play it safe. What, Mom? Still looking? Fine . . . I’ll just wander up this aisle . . . ooh, those Timberland sneakers are nice, and I’m really not happy with the clunky pair I have. (I don’t wear sneakers very often at all, just for walks with Chappy, and so one pair lasts me a long time . . . hence the really clunky, out of date ones that were in my closet.) Gee, these are comfortable. Nice looking, too (even though I liked the gold-brown-yellow pair next to these a little better, but these will coordinate great with jeans). And, anyway, by the time Mom was ready to leave the store (with nothing, I might add), I was carrying two shoe boxes around with me.

Really, it’s entirely her fault. I would have left the store empty-handed if it hadn’t been for her slower browsing-speed, but no. I ended up buying two pair of shoes that I didn’t really need and she bought nothing. Is that fair?

And now I’m going to have to buy a pretty green outfit to go with those shoes, too . . . (grin) (Darn, more shopping!)

  My parents went to the 70th birthday party of one of their oldest friends last night. They’ve known Martie and Jerry since before any of them were married. Jerry–the birthday boy–is a huge television fan. Mom got him a selection of DVDs, and then my sister made this great gift bag, to look like a TV–attenna and all. (She even used film-container lids for the knobs–wasn’t that clever?) Mom still thought it needed something, though, and joked about the 70s Show, since Jerry just turned 70, which I thought was a great idea. So I got a copy of the logo online and made a little graphic (including horizontal “static” which you can’t really see in this picture). Aren’t we all remarkably clever?

I got almost no knitting done last night, at all, despite having the house to myself. First, I decided to stop stalling and start moving some of those books around . . . so I shuffled, carried, lugged books around the room for about two hours. By the time I was done, I was too tired to cook anything interesting for my supper (and Chappy was looking particularly pathetic since it was over an hour past his suppertime), so I made scrambled eggs on toast for my supper. By now, it was about 7:00 and I really wanted to do a deep-conditioning treatment for my hair, so I put the stuff on my hair and then went back and moved more books for half an hour, and then took a nice, hot bath. A rare thing for me–I’m a shower girl and usually get bored after about 10 minutes in a bathtub. I lasted for about half an hour, which is pretty remarkable and then went downstairs to make some tea and then to sit and knit in front of the television.

Except the knitting wasn’t cooperating. I started that unpronouncable shawl from the Three-Cornered shawl book. (Hey, they’re sending me a new copy, but that doesn’t mean I can’t look at this one in the meantime, right?) Except, I was tired and my eyes didn’t want to concentrate on the chart, and well, I didn’t make it past row number 6. At 9:00 I came upstairs, planning to write a blog entry (since I hadn’t been near my computer since I’d gotten home from work), and had just pulled it up when the phone rang–Cindy with a question about finishing her second sock. (It’s official, she has a pair of socks now–she’s so excited!) And then of course, we chatted for a while, and by the time I hung up the phone . . . well, too late for blogging now, too! In other words, despite moving hundreds of books last night, I don’t feel like I got anything done at all. Is that silly, or what?

I hope everyone has a great weekend! My plans for the rest of it? Well, I already cleaned out some old shoes to make room for the new ones, but my other closet–the one with all the yarn, the knitting books, the craft books, the cook books . . . that could really use some TLC, and so could the closet in the office, now that the shelves in the room aren’t overflowing, the books in the closet deserve some attention, too . . . I tell you, closets can be hard work!

Maybe I’ll just curl up with The Yarn Harlot instead . . . I’m actually enjoying it more than her “At Knit’s End.” As much as I enjoyed that one, I adore the way Stephanie tells a story, and this book is just one hilarious anecdote after the next–even more fun!

Hey, one thing I’ve noticed lately? Since the hurricane, almost every store, every website I’ve visited has a link of some kind to encourage people to make donations. Which is great. But one notable exception? tvguide.com. I use the site almost daily (love the Ask Matt and Ask Ausiello columns), and it hasn’t had a word, not a link, not a button, not a mention of the hurricane at all. Why not, I wonder?

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