Mood:
accident proneNow Playing: Old Playstation game - I think it's Gran Turismo 1.
(sigh) Mondays. This morning, as Beloved Hubby vacated the terminal to get ready for work, the monitor suddenly lurched off the stand and hit the keyboard. The $70. Microsoft Natural keyboard. Sheared the little easel stands on the back of it right off - of the four pins, no two of them broke the same way. Nothing really damaged, though. Monitor's back on, more securely this time, and the keyboard is still usable, if flat. In short, a typical Monday morning in Chez Insanity.
Posted the 'bra cup' jacket photo on the Barbie page, with Leia modeling. I'm seriously considering doing the 'Barbie and the Bra' page now. Just gotta find another bra to take apart on camera.
Hit another inertia bubble, and opted to trawl eBay instead of sew. I think I'm getting a little apprehensive, now that school's gonna start up soon. You gotta wonder about me, I spent most of summer wishing it'd hurry up already ! I worry about our Dearest Son, and what school will be like for him this year. I confess, I don't remember much of my younger years, which is probably a blessing. High school was only mildly kind to me - all us 'nerd girls' banded together after the misery that was Junior High. We weren't popular, but at least the hazing was at a minimum, as there were so many of us.
Anyway, eBay. Hit one of my favorite auctions. The one where the doll is coyly posed with only arm showing, with the seller confiding that he or she knows 'next to nothing' about Barbie dolls. He or she does know, however, which type of Midge doll this is, that her swimsuit is the wrong color for her hair, that the toenail polish is mostly a memory, and that there's no chews, missing hair plugs, green ear, or neck splits. And he/she's priced Midge at exactly what the current pricebook says she's worth. Wow. Imagine if the seller actually *knew* what he or she was selling ! 
I know, it's a ploy. Fully half the dolls up for new homes on any self-auction site are sold by completely ignorant folks who somehow manage to include the parlance of the collectable and offer it not at a yard-sale bargain-bin price, but what the going values are. That way, when someone buys it and finds that the doll lacks a left arm, the seller can say, "Honestly, I didn't know it didn't come like that from the factory. It's up to you to notice the arm's not there in the picture ! I don't know nothin' 'bout no Barbie dolls !" and try to get away with it.
Vocabulary word of the day : Baka. Japanese, means idiot. Baaa-kaaa, two syllables. It has a very satisfying bite in it when spoken. Baka baka baka.
Got the grocery shopping done early today - still have to find DSon a lunchbox. I found what was probably the last Herbie: Fully Loaded toy in the county, a wide-body soft Herbie with plastic tires that revs and screeches when the top is pressed. I wrestled with it a bit - yeah, Son would love it, but it was noisy, and do I really need to feed his Herbie addiction ? I sighed again, and into the cart it went. After all, I didn't need to feed my fabric addiction Saturday, but I did. Of course, he loves it, and has thanked us a few dozen times for 'new Herbie'. Yep. Worth it.
Not a lot else going on. I may do a new 'portrait Barbie' for Son's speech therapist. Long time ago, I gave him a Hasbro Maxie doll, but he's not interested. It kind of resembles her, I'd just have to cut her hair and make a custom t-shirt bearing the center's logo. Simple enough, scan the brochure we have, use some of the iron-on transfer sheets we have. It's a thought.
I'm thinking of making something, now that dinner's over and evening approaches. Gonna start getting Son adjusted to school hours, not that he's been sleeping in much these last months. To get him to class on time, he'll have to be up at 6:30am, though. This is gonna be fun...
Sleep tight tonight.
