Now Playing: "Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark" - Son's choice
Current Mood : Lazy
Busy day today. Beloved Hubby finally had time to give me a haircut, and I love the results. Long time ago, about a week after Dearest Son was born, I went to my last hair salon. My parents (sigh) ‘hated to see me looking so bad', so they sprung for it as a ‘gift'. Predictably, the stylist totally wrecked it, and I was too tired to care. Beloved fixed it when I got home, and from then on, I only trust my ‘Monsieur M' to cut my hair. True, it may have begun as a money-saving effort, but facts are, he's better with my hair than 90% of the stylists I've been to. I cut his, but since his hair mostly just needs one of those buzz-clippers, I have a much easier job of it. Best part is, I can take a shower to get rid of all those hair clippings just as soon as he's made the last cut !
I finally got to go through Dearest Son's school backpack - his teacher sent most of his still-useable supplies back. How thoughtful ! First year I've gotten any of it back. Have no idea what they do with 20+ plastic pencil boxes and kid scissors from each class every year, though. I'd hate to think they just toss ‘em, when the kids can use ‘em during the summer. Heck, Dearest may be recycling that pencil box for next year, but I know those scissors will vanish into his room soon. His teacher also sent him home with skill builder sheets, a new book, and a package of brand-new coloring pencils. I hope Second Grade is as kind to him as Mrs. H. was.
Coloring pencils came in handy today. Dearest hadn't used the tickets he earned last week, so I took him to TRU while Beloved Hubby indulged in a late-afternoon nap. We found a massive 400 page Star Wars coloring book, destined to be ours. He soon found several bigger Star Wars toys to spark his imagination, and it was a tough decision for him. He picked up Toy #1, and we'd walk a doll aisle. He'd quietly ask to go back to the Star Wars aisle, where he'd put down #1 and snag #2. After a tour of the Lego and two more doll displays, he again asked to return to you-know-where, and #2 was traded for #3. We got to the end of the aisle when he suddenly pivoted and grabbed #1, leaving #3 in its place. I fully expected him to make a dash for it at the register, but he was happy with his new toy, and that's important. I enjoyed just having the time with him.
I found a few things I liked, but only got what I wanted, another Roller Girl Kennedy. I'd donated the last one before I realized someone I knew wanted one. And since this one was on markdown - and I'd get another pair of roller skates and the ‘Shinobu' dress I liked - for darn near nothin', no time like the present ! Toyed with a Barbie ‘Mini Kingdom' that was also on markdown, for the tiny dress form inside, but ultimately put it back. Maybe next week. Might also score the Madison Roller Girl, too, for her orange skates. They're certainly cheap enough !
Oh, and if you're wondering if that big Mach 5 - the $40. one - could possibly squeeeeeeze in a Barbie...nope. I actually took in a chopped body doll, and tried. Maybe a Stacie or one of those tiny body Susie-type dolls could, but Barbie's butt is, for once, too big for something. Scale was way off, anyway.
Once home, we sort of lazed the day away. The kittens have grown bolder this week, and you can hardly put a foot down without them at an ankle. They prefer Velvet's cat chow to their kitten chow, and Velvet...well, you can guess what she prefers. They'll be five weeks old Monday, it's hard to believe. They're each independent little characters, and I'll be sad when they go to new homes. But slightly relieved I don't have to clean kitten crap !
Read over the directions to Aileen's Petite Fashions # 014, Fancy Free. This is that color-block red-blue vintage Barbie dress (#943) with white ric-rac and pockets. It was part of the Barbie catalog, posted on April 16th. It looks simple, and doesn't require tulle, but I've never sewn tiny trims like that before. And I rarely sew pockets. Still, it looks fairly simple and straightforward, and I'd really like to have one vintage dress pattern go well, so here's hoping. Maybe I can sew tomorrow !
Sewing might be an odd tribute to the ones who've gone before, but being free to do what I love in their memory is probably better than plastic flowers. Sorry. I get a little maudlin, living down the street from a cemetery. The traffic's been impressive, especially since there's rarely any at any other time, save Veteran's Day.
