Semi surprise pug t shirts are way better than scams.

I keep getting texts about my Amazon account.

Yesterday i went and hung out with Crafty Friend and we didn't end up crafting just hanging out and chatting and going to lunch. She was kind of stressed about some things and so we just ended up talking. Unfortunately because of our schedules and the distance from out houses we can't get together too often. I'm going to suggest maybe meeting for a late lunch one day.

The craft thrift store we met at is temporarily closing to move to a new location but they might lose the new location and so it may take longer to reopen.

I did walk away from yesterday with about 2 dozen Prismacolor pencils her son didn't want anymore and she was going to donate. And she has 2 friends who are clearing out their craft/scrapbook stuff and giving it to her to take what she wants and then donate but she said she'd let me have a crack at anything she doesn't want.

I kind of felt bad about taking stuff , don't know why, I guess because I don't have stuff to give or trade with her. But i know she has a lot of anxiety about driving and so I may suggest one day we go hit up some stores or places she'd like to go to but is out side her safe driving zone.

Oh I also mentioned fanfic assuming she had some familiarity with it and she didn't. So...that was kind of an interesting conversation. Especially since it was at the end of the visit when her husband got home and we were winding down. She seemed shocked at the idea of Kirk/Spock and the TV shows and movies she likes than generate fannish content are outside my interest....im sending her some leverage fanfic. I'm not she how she would feel about the OT3 ...so this is the first time I've introduced someone to fanfic.

Oh, that is funny -- I had a similar experience last week. Talking to a friend who is a big Star Wars fan about reading romance, and I was like, "Oh! I read one I couldn't get into and then found out the author is a Reylo writer, so that explains it," and my friend was like ?????

Last night, coming down the stairs with my suitcase at my parents' house, I missed a step. Fortunately, it was pretty close to the bottom, but I still managed to sprain my ankle, scrape the skin off my elbow, and pull muscles down my right side. And then I had to go to the airport. And it was the last flight of the day because I'm an idiot who doesn't learn. So of course it was late.

I kind of feel proud of limping my way through security and to the gate and onto the plane and off the plane and to baggage claim. I don't think I should, but I couldn't handle trying to request a wheelchair and waiting for it and dealing with the whole thing.

Got to bed around 2:30, so I'm also running short on sleep, and I need my husband to wake up and feed me, because I do not want to limp to the kitchen.

Well that sounds like a sucky end to your trip, Dana. I hope your ankle heals quickly.

Askye, sometimes it's nice to know that things are going to someone you like. My upstairs neighbor is finding homes for her mother's pottery. Her mom was a professional potter, and while she sold quite a bit back in the day, there is still plenty that needs a home. I got a nifty teapot the other day from the stash. Some of it's going to the state museum, because her mother was good and pottery's a thing in NC. But my friend is looking for meaningful connections (people her mother knows, friends who have been helpful as her parents transition to their new home, etc.) for a lot of the rest. Do I feel like I did "multiple items of good, hand-made pottery" worth of help? Not really, but I did some. And I think it makes my friend feel better that there's that connection. Perhaps your friend feels better that crafting stuff is going to someone she knows and likes?

Oh dear, Dana. You really should be waited on today.

Oh, Dana, nobody needs to be staggering around injured at the airport.

Mind the step!

Matilda finished up her baseball season yesterday (hit a line drive single over the shortstop's head in her last at bat. Her last play in the field was a routine grounder where she threw out the runner at first). She did all the Senior Day posters herself too and was hyping up her teammates. They had fun. She had fun, although she prefers softball (with girls instead of stinky boys).

Then she left her lunchbox at the field. And it's one of those fancy thermos-y, hot water chamber lunch assembly deals from Japantown which has kept her in hot lunches for two years, but no more.

Oh well. We definitely got our money's worth.

Trying to prep in advance of our next trip down to LA on Thursday. Le sigh.

{{{Dana}}}

Oh no, Dana! What a pain, literally and figuratively.

I have BBQ. That helps a lot.