You never know what you’ll hear around school. For example, in the last week the following were overheard or directed to me.
- “Attention . . . (long pause) female (long pause) . . . staff members. Please join us for breakfast in the cafeteria.” [Assistant principal on the PA, on Valentine's Day, when the male staff prepared all of us breakfast -- thanks guys!]
- “Don’t eat the yellow snow.” [Fourth grade boy while working on a library project, completely unrelated to snow or . . . er . . . yellowness.]
- “I was exampling a commercial.” [Fourth grade boy when asked not to sing in the library.]
- “Look — a snowman was murdered!” [Fourth grade boy passing student work falling off a bulletin board in the hall.]
- “My homework blew away in the lake.” [Boy to another boy getting off the bus.]
- “Do you have any books on the psychology of the male mind?” [Fourth grade girl -- perhaps she's been hearing the same stuff I have.]
My Sister . . .
donated a kidney last week. Yep. No, not to anyone I know. She’s on staff at a hospital where they do lots of transplants. A child got it, which made her happy.
And now she should now have a hat to match her new coat, when she finally gets out again after recovering.
A year or two ago a co-worker went to Ecuador and Peru over Christmas break. I asked her to bring me back some yarn. She brought me some hand-spun, hand-dyed alpaca. I finally got around to making something of it, a cowl/hood to be exact. Bear models it worn as a cowl:
I model the hood. (I hate this photo but it’s hard to take a good one of yourself with the bathroom mirror, hence the big chin. Also I seem to have physically turned in to my mother, something that would have mortified me at thirteen but doesn’t seem so bad now.)
I love the yarn and the pattern. I think it turned out pretty well and it’s always nice to have something made with special yarn.
Back to work tomorrow. Six weeks till spring break.