Just Bits and Pieces

It seems like it's been 2 weeks since Monday. Weeks like this are just too full of life and all that makes it life. I want to thank those that have taken time out of their lives to peak into this window that is mine (and comment), and, well, thanks. This little activity, and the connections made through it, have certainly been a surprise, been very interesting, and some of you just crack me up!

Bowling with the Peeps on Thursday night was fun. I didn't excel, needless to say. I was inconsistent, so I didn't win the 'most improved' prize. I didn't fail miserably, so I didn't win the 'worst bowler' prize. Just like on Field Day in 6th grade, or any physical activity in grade school when I was picked last for any team, I got the "You Participated!" ribbon...gee, thanks! Oh, well, those that won, won chocolate candy, and they are sharing at work. I have good Peeps. Really, I do! They invite the old lady play in all their young Peeps games!

At the scrapbooking party, I was able to play with Grandbebe Girl lots! Her hair has grown significantly the last few weeks, and has taken on some gentle curl in the back. She was sitting on my lap, with her back to me. The shape of her of her head, with the curls in her hair, the curve of her neck took me back 25 years. I could have been sitting there holding her momma. This grandmama stuff is a new road of experiences for me to walk.

Heard from the tax preparer earlier in the week that Wonderful Guy and I had woefully underestimated our withholding, what with the job changes this past year. Then, when meeting with her last night, we found the situation was not as bad as previously imagined. There is still a chunk to be owed, but a smaller chunk. Maybe that was her plan...tell them they owe $$$$, then when they only owe $$, they will be happy, regardless that it is still $$!

I won't be bidding on the Schaht ST on Ebay though. After all, $$ is still $$, and I do have one wheel. I can use only one at a time...and what is it that makes me want another? And so soon after I bought the first? Stashing is one thing with yarn and fiber, but stashing spinning wheels is a little scary.

It is shaping up to be a really nice looking day out, and I am hoping to clean out a bed or two in my yard. I want to so bad. This is almost a physical thing with me. I have to hold myself in check here in Colorado to not be too exuberant, too early. When moving here, I thought how much could shortening the growing season a couple of weeks on either end really matter? ALOT!!! I found out. One of the reasons I contest with Wonderful Guy about a move to a higher altitude. I don't think I could deal with a shorter growing season.

The power was out in our section of town last night when I got home from work. No idea why, but, hey! I couldn't cook dinner, could I? Unfortunately, that meant the tax prep talk started late and lasted longer than expected, so I missed the KU game. I see they won without me.
Rock Chalk Go KU!