So. . .
I signed on to bloglines the other day and a post popped up from a blog that I used to read regularly. She hadn't posted in a looooong time, so I was excited to see her post show up. I was thinking about how long she had gone without posting and when I went to check the last post date, it was in July. That *was* a long time ago! Wow! Oh. Almost exactly as long as it has been since I posted. Oops.
Well, I'm not dead yet, as they say in Monty Python. I went to a party last night where the festivities opened with a Quest for the Holy Grail. We all got in our cars and drove around our little burg looking for clues. After we gathered the clues we could get from the cars, we ended up at QFC (local grocery store) where there was a clue posted on the community bulliten board that sent us to the library downtown. In the history section, there was a book with a clue that sent us to the school where the hostess teaches (they have llamas!). From there, we went to behind the ice rink, and then to an alehouse owned by one of the guests of the party. At the ale house, The Beard had to say to the bartender, "I'm on a grail quest," and she gave him a glass with the last clue, leading to the party house. All in all, it was great fun. It was my friend's 40th birthday, and we presented her with two shrubberies (rhodedendrons), not too large, not too expensive--two, so she can plant them with a multilevel effect and have a path between (go review Monty Python and the Holy Grailif this makes no sense. Ni!).
I also attended a Girl Scout event this weekend, during which I nearly finished the second of two Fuzzy Feet. I was already down to the toe decreases on the first one, but I hadn't brought my dpns with me, so I placed the stitches on a stitch holder (an obliging paperclip, now unusable--except as a stitch holder), measured off 12 yards of yarn to complete the toe, broke the yarn and cast on for the second sock. I have about 1-2" left to the toe decreases on the second sock. Then I can felt them and wear them this winter. Yay!
The family and I also attended New Moon on its opening weekend. Click the link if you've been living under a rock for the past week. I think the movie, its stars, its clips, its ads and its hype have been all over all the media this week. Even if you don't care that it's out, you can't avoid hearing about it. And I have a 12 YO daughter. We all 3 read all the books (yes, The Beard, a librarian and an adult male, made it through all 4 books--the things we do for our daughter!), and so we all went to the movie together. It was fun and visually beautiful, but I can't imagine how you would enjoy it if you hadn't read the books, which explains the reviewers reactions. One reviewer said he didn't like it, but it wasn't made for him. It was made for his 16 YO daughter, who, he reported, called it "hardcore legit." He assumed that was good. I think he's right. I know I enjoyed it, but I probably won't see it again until it comes out in DVD.
In other news, I went to fall sewing retreat and spent the ENTIRE weekend working on a bed quilt cover for Punkin. On returning home, satisfied that it was nearly complete, I totally changed the size and concept of the quilt, and now need to make 18 more squares. And a comforter. How do these projects grow with their own momentum? Maybe it's just the way I do it. Na ja. I spent a couple hours in my sewing room last week, and cleaned up the floor (Fala can find her way to the heat register now) and set up another 20 or so flannel squares and the strips of fabric to make the quilt squares. Maybe this week, between turkeys and pumpkin pies, I'll make a couple of them.
I had an interview (the first in about 15 years!) to be a substitute teacher in our district. I haven't heard back from them, but I expect to. There was nothing weird in the interview questions.
I'm sure there are other highlights of the past few months, but I'm going to have to skip them or add them in as they occur to me. Right now I have to go start on laundry and dishes, the never-ending scourge.