Birthday Sunday

Now I can offi­cial­ly say it: Hap­py Birth­day shad­owkatt! You’re the most mar­velous daugh­ter I could imagine!

Sam and I spent most of Sat­ur­day after­noon run­ning around. We took a load of stuff to Good­will and got rid of more books than we acquired at the Book Nook (always a dif­fi­cult feat for us). I scored a mar­velous hard­back art his­to­ry book full of love­ly full-col­or plates for $4! Sam picked up Zen Com­put­er. He’s enjoy­ing it but I haven’t got­ten my hands on it quite yet.

We went back to Tar­get to get a part for Sam’s watch since it was pur­chased there (he did­n’t have it with him last night). He sweet-talked some­one into chang­ing my watch bat­tery, and it works again. Yay!

I had a fit of utter girli­ness (prob­a­bly from being bored and wan­der­ing the cos­met­ics aisles dur­ing the watch repairs) and acquired two new col­ors of nail pol­ish, Pink Rose Dia­mond and Lapis Gar­net, from the Sal­ly Hansen Nail Prisms line. I had an excuse there—Katie had expressed inter­est in try­ing that brand. I’ve just applied the pink and I rather like it. I’m going to let the girls try the blue/purple first. I also got a small sam­ple size of a new eyeshadow/eyeliner/mascara set and some foun­da­tion, since I was almost out of the Clin­ique foun­da­tion I like. I hate malls even more than I adore Clin­ique. (Except for their nail pol­ish. That sucks. Always has.)

Sam wants some­thing in the entry­way to serve as his launch­ing pad1One of the sug­ges­tions from the excel­lent book ADD-Friend­ly Ways to Orga­nize Your Life.—a place to put things he needs to take with him when he leaves. He wants it to be at his eye lev­el, which means it real­ly needs to be a shelf on the wall or a shelf unit with a shelf at that lev­el reserved for him. I’m con­cerned about avoid­ing a clut­tered hot zone in the entry­way, so we’re try­ing to find some­thing that’ll work for both of us. I thought we’d found it when I remem­bered a shelf that I saw at Tar­get with four coat hooks under­neath it, obvi­ous­ly designed for entry­ways. Unfor­tu­nate­ly, the shelf is very nar­row, too nar­row for what Sam wants. So we’re still looking.

We bathed Shel­ley and sur­vived the expe­ri­ence, using the spe­cial sham­poo for pets with irri­tat­ed skin and some pet first-aid spray that’s sup­posed to help the irri­ta­tion, too. She has final­ly for­giv­en me and per­mit­ted me to scritch her a few min­utes ago. She’s still diss­ing Sam, even though he fed her most recently.

Now we’re wait­ing for this year’s ver­sion of the flan­nel bear sheets to fin­ish dry­ing so we can put them on the bed and go to sleep. Bear sheets have become a year­ly tra­di­tion for us—this is our 3rd or 4th set. They don’t last more than a sea­son because we use them con­stant­ly and wash them every week. I guess we should real­ly get at least two sets each year. I real­ly want the match­ing microfiber com­forter. It is SO soft! This year’s sheets are a deep red col­or with ivory bears. Last year’s sheets were ivory with for­est green bears. I think the first ones had blue bears, but I’m not sure now.

We were going to vis­it UUCM today but plans changed due to a late phone call.

Cur­rent Mood: 🙂pleased
Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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