Friday, September 12, 2003

The Only Person in Heaven Wearing Black.

Goodbye Johnny Cash. We'll miss you. Please say hello to June.

And goodbye John Ritter...we'll...uh....I'm sure people will miss you. (even if I secretly am annoyed that you died because now there'll be all sorts of John Ritter specials and reruns on tv for the next week.)

While I was at the doctor's office yesterday, I saw a contender for the Coolest Grandma 2003 Award. I sat down to wait for someone to drain a bunch of blood out of me, and across the aisle was a little old lady--bona fide. Frail, elderly, humming in little trills to herself, and knitting something in crayola colors. From the back it looked like a tangle of yarn, but when she flipped it over to tug at something, I realized that it was the beginning of a small sweater featuring a perfect rendering of Spongebob Squarepants. He's not my favorite, but some little person is going to be thrilled. Go grandma!

We are in the process of buying our first house. I realize (over and over) that having a gazillion dollars would be so darn cool. Many of my ulcers come from being frantic about $$--ours and other people's. I had a fantastic dream a few weeks ago in which I had just won an enormous lottery. In the dream I was keeping it a secret, but calling up all my siblings and friends and trying to be subtle about asking what they need or want. One sister's building completed. Another's school paid for. Someone else's debt taken care of. It was all done.

I need to start playing the lottery.

Once we're in the house, everything will even out. It all seems worse when you have hundreds of boxes to pack. I'm really enamoured with the house though. It was built in 1928 and has an "Arts and Crafts" feel about bits of it. And I *love* the arts and crafts movement. I have a crush on Charles Rennie Macintosh. And William Morris. And Gustav Stickley. And that Frank Lloyd Wright guy.

I found a book on building craftsman era furniture and I'm inspired to try some things. I'll be sure to blog if I cut off any of my fingers with power tools.




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