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Good afternoon. Today is. Saturday. November. Twenty-first. Two-thousand nine. And the time is. One. Fifty-six. P.M. The current temperature is. Sixty-three. Degrees. Fahrenheit. Thank you for calling time and temperature. Have a nice day!
Why is that stupid time-and-temp voice in my head? Do people even call time-and-temp anymore?
Also, why do I put everything off to the last minute, so then I have lots of things to do all in the time that should have been devoted to just one thing? Traveling again, and I leave immediately after my cousin’s son’s birthday party… which I’m about to be late for. Don’t tell him, but I made him a quilt. It’s massive, and pretty, and if he doesn’t love it (and I mean love it!), I’m taking it with me when I leave his house. Because it’s looooovely! And I want it! *covet* Is that allowed? Oh, and I also made a similar tiny quilt and pillow out of scraps for his teddy bear. That was my cousin’s idea, and I agreed that it was a cute one.
Pictures to follow. Probably tomorrow. I have a party to attend and driving to do.
November 22nd, 2009 at 4:43 am
That’s so cute of you! When are you making my quilt?
November 23rd, 2009 at 11:52 am
So much to do, so little time. I’ve decided that this is actually NaBlowMowBlowMo. Which is … what it sounds like it is actually. Blow the leaves so you can mow the lawn making it easier to blow the next deluge of leaves. All month long.
November 28th, 2009 at 9:55 pm
Still blowing. But it’s easier now that I’ve mowed.
That didn’t come out right.