The above question from a fourth grader as I entered school at 3:45 for a co-worker’s baby shower.

The answer:  my poor kitty needed a trip to the vet.  Lesson learned:  It is a *really* good thing I don’t have human kids.  Sure, the official reason is that they are demanding, expensive, energy-draining, inhibit travel and spontaneity, and I have enough children already at school.  This is all still true.  But I think we have also seen that, based on the worry level induced by a sick animal, if I had a real human being to be responsible for keeping alive I would be a nervous wreck.

Fortunately, all will soon be well thanks to a good vet and some nice antibiotics.

The day off also (fortuitously) enabled me to finish the gift for said baby shower.  The co-worker is going with cloth diapers.  As another co-worker said (and I think it’s an advertising tagline), “These aren’t your mother’s cloth diapers.”  Here’s how they work these days.

So, what better gift than . . .

the traditional “soaker” / diaper cover.  Items finished and photo taken 5 minutes before I had to leave for the shower.

Are you wearing (or knitting) your arrrgyle socks today?

Irish Fest was last night [excuse the mixed photo quality; pix from my phone].  Went with friends . . .

Denise and her sixteen year old daughter Michelle.

Lacy  . . .

and her daughter Bella.

Denise pointed out that we had someone from every age decade-wise up to 50s, except for the 20s. Maybe we should recruit one of our younger teachers next year.

I wish she had pointed out that I should remember I’m allergic to grass mold before I’d practically rolled around in it all evening.

The bands this year didn’t seem as numerous or good — to quote Denise again, “This is disturbing.”  However, Hogeye Navvy wasn’t bad and I loved the Mickey Finns, who finally started at 10:00.

I’d say a good time was had by all.

Not much going on today — checkbook balancing, laundry, grading papers, etc.

Lady Jane has her “we are not amused” frown on.  I had set up the sheet as background for some photos for my etsy shop and she obviously thought I had some nerve to give her a new lounging area and then intrude upon it.