Halloween Bummer

This is the first year that I didn't have a kid having a Halloween party at school.  They are too old.

Which, of course, means that I am getting too old.

Only Savannah is going trick or treating.  With a friend.  I'm not invited.  :(

So, I'm sitting at home for the first time in 14 years on Halloween with nothing to do.

Then I remembered -- David Sedaris is performing in Lincoln tonight.  I called.  There is a ticket available for a singleton (like myself) IN THE FRONT ROW!

Guess what?  I can't get there in time.  :(

So, it's a Halloween Bummer.

Guerrilla Knitting

I knit and crochet.  For fun.

And, I'm not a granny.

So, I've signed up to become a guerrilla knitter.  Mostly because the idea of being a guerrilla knitter is hilarious to me.

There is a group in LA, known as Yarn Bombing Los Angeles, that has been invited to cover the entire exterior facade of the Craft and Folk Art Museum in granny squares.    

I kind of wish this was something that was planned and the museum didn't invite the group to do this.  The idea of someone showing up to work in the morning at the museum they'd just left the day before, only to discover it's covered in granny squares.  

That would be awesome!

But, anyway.   I'm going to be a part of it.  And it will still be awesome.

Post Book Blahs

I've just finished reading a great book.  Mr. Penumbra's 24 Hour Bookstore: A Novel by Robin Sloan.  I loved it.  It was the perfect book at the perfect time for me.  A tech-y mystery set in San Francisco all revolving around a 24 hour bookstore.  I highly recommend it.

But, now I've got the post book blahs.  This happens whenever I read a book that totally sucks me in.  I don't want to leave that world and now nothing else appeals to me.

It's a bummer.

But, I have to get over it.  Because today is a special day.  A day that I didn't even know was special.

It's Savannah's half birthday!

She got a tootsie pop with a candle in it.  And a tiny rainbow in the sky.

I think that rocks.

Brains!

We've become hooked on the Walking Dead. We watched the first 2 seasons on Netflix and now we make no plans for Sunday nights so we can watch season 3. Thanks to this zombie obsession my brains r now in great danger. This is what snuck up on me tonight.

Crap.

Nerd Speak

My daughter's school club took a trip to the pumpkin patch today. The high was 42 degrees. She refused to wear a coat. We argued, she won. (I knew if I forced her, she'd just leave it on the bus anyway. Whatever.)
So my mom says this morning, when Savannah appears in her lightweight fleece top, "She's going to be sick tomorrow."

Not cool.

She just put the mom curse on her.

In the end the pumpkin patch was very fun & she didn't freeze at all. (or she's not admitting to it)
So I sent my sister a text about it.

Haha.  

BTW, The Hobbit is coming in December!!  

Bad Example?

Today my daughter's school was having a "Dress For Success" day. She showed me a picture of a girl dressed in a business suit.

What did she wear? A white tank top, pink skirt over lace trimmed shorts, black sequined suspenders & a black necktie.

"Aren't you supposed to dress like you would for work?" I asked her.
"Yep."

Hmmmm.
I think I may not be setting the right example for her.

I'm reexamining my work wardrobe.

Georgie Girl.

I'm 37.  I'm single.  I live with my parents.  I've come to the realization that I might just be the female George Costanza.  We've got some similarities.  There's no denying it.  So, I've decided to own it. 

I am George Costanza.