oh whole foods....

thank you so much for having good wines under $5. you're the best. while i'm sure the one in the picture is fab....i'm more of a cab sauv gal and you make a great one. love always, me

I have a problem....

 

 

 

It seems that I have a problem with socks. I know that I love them, with all of their different colors and patterns. In the winter I almost always have a pair of knee high ones on. For awhile I thought what would be even better were the thigh high ones. Not so much, they don't stay up. (in case you were wondering) Yesterday I just couldn't resist the rainbow ones (3rd pic) which were only $1. When opening up my packed sock drawer I realized the extent of my problem. Here are the stats, by pairs:
knee highs: 28
thigh highs: 8
the "no show" kind: 24
crew height: 23
tights: 6
super fuzzy: 8
TOTAL: 97 pairs
**this is after weeding out 20 pairs**

Dear Full Moon,
I am learning that you have lots of power. Work this week has been a nightmare of craziness and I am realizing that you might have something to do with that. I get it, you win. Can you please make it stop now?

Yom Kippur!

While the sun has set, I will not be fasting. No, I am not Jewish, but I have fasted with friends before. However, tonight I am meeting a friend for drinks. I am pretty excited to go to a breaking of the fast tomorrow night. YUM!

what i did on my labor day vacation...

 

 

i decided to do a little crafting this weekend. i plan on the majority of my holiday gifts this year being homemade. that being said, i have only slightly started. the ideas are there, many of the supplies are here, but the starting, that's the hardest.
this weekend i completed:
1. taylor's bday and c'mas gifts
2. cutting out more things for other gifts
3. and made a shirt for myself.
i am NOT trained in any way shape or form on sewing or how to use my machine. i got an idea, grabbed a plain tee and went for it. it's obviously not perfect, but oh well. i did it all by myself! it's hard to see much of the detail, but i used sheer nylon ribbon in an overlapping pattern. i was going to make it reach closer to the edges, but i got bored and needed to move on. that's usually how i work, therefore i have to do easy projects that can be quickly completed. i don't need to add to the countless half-knitted scarves that i have lying around!

 

 

 

 

as if that weren't enough.....

So today I had yet another run in with bodily fluids at work. See yesterday's post if you haven't yet. I was playing on the living room floor with an adorable set of twins that just turned one. I heard a strange noise coming from the other side of the baby gate and looked in time to see the dog throwing up. And then I realize that he had thrown up all over.....my shoes. Nice. It was almost as if he was aiming for them! Thank goodness they are croc sandles! The dad washed them off and I sprayed them with disinfectant. Good as new!

just another day....

On this particular day the temperature is in the mid 90s and the humidity is making it worse. Having a visit in an air conditioned house is not the norm. I arrive to find my client on the patio, completely naked, and lying in a small wading pool. He yells to me in his minced and only slightly understandable words to get in with him. Flashback to ethics class: getting in a pool with a naked client? Just another way that my job breaks through all the norms.
I’m happy for any relief from the weather and step in. Unfortunately, the water has been baking in the sun and is the temperature of a nice bath. Oh well. He starts splashing me, which at this point, I don’t even care about. I assure his mother multiple times that it’s fine. After all, I had run through a park of sprinklers with another client and her classmates a few weeks ago.
In the pool are small animals that when filled, squirt water. I was filling them and squirting water at him. For a brief moment I looked away to address his mother. The small spray of water hit my legs and part of my skirt. I turned around realizing that he must have figured out how to fill up the animals. Nope. That small spray of water was him peeing on me.