napping skirts

i just knew yesterday, when i woke up to the sound of the rain, that it was going to be a good day--and it was. i needed it too because i was starting to feel a little blue. SAD = Seasons All-look-exactly-the-same Disorder.

we made hay, you might say, while the sun didn't shine. here's a pass-along from our fun fall day:

if your Little sleeps in the afternoon (and if she's the girl kind), then you can make her a whole mess of skirts during nap time. if i can do it...it must be easy.

the free instructions (no pattern required) are courtesy of oliver + s. jaymie, remember how we were talking about skirts for ruby? this one might be for you.

i added pockets to this one from a ruined dinner napkin (bad, bad bleach!):

this one is a little longer 'cause Little skins her knees sometimes if she runs real fast. she likes the freedom of squatting in the dirt, running and jumping, without the hindrance of pantaloons.

the unicorn of the apocalypse

current events this morning:

three more major banks implode, it's RAINING(!), and there are crickets living behind my dishwasher.

so, two good things out of three. any moment i expect that unicorn. whoa, not that one. try this one. no? there. something lasting that i can believe in.

from '13 ways of looking at a blackbird'

-wallace stevens

"I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendoes,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after."





-blackbird, william lewin

loosely related thoughts for today:

dieter uchtdorf endeared himself to me tonight in his address to the women of the church at the general relief society broadcast. i can't quote him (my memory's not so good right now--or ever), but i can say that he talked mostly about the creative nature of man/woman. as he said, he wasn't giving a "pep talk"--just recognizing, honoring and encouraging our human impulse to make something that wasn't there before.










-small group, annie gedicks

when i was studying poetry in college i sometimes wondered if it wasn't a little bit...wasteful. i had friends doing important things, like beginning careers in social work and therapy. once i realized the good that comes of trying to beautify the world, i stopped feeling guilty. (although i should totally apologize to the world for some of the poetry i created.)

for lauren

my lidda cowpoke: lauren, this was not Little's first pony ride. please pay attention. however, last time the ponies walked in a circle and they were harnessed to each other (poor things). this time, they belted her in, slapped the pony's rear parts, and off she trotted. wha?!

for the rest of the ride i ran around outside the gate trying to keep up, as Little bounced and shook the saddle to make her pony to go faster.

welcome, bimpire readers. you may now call me sally.

WaMu Customers, Welcome to JPMorgan Chase!

"We're proud to welcome you to one of the nation's largest banks; as of September 25, 2008, All WaMu customer deposits are now deposits of JPMorgan Chase, one of the strongest financial institutions in the world."

i expect any day to wake up in a new town with a new family and new name. and as for this baby girl i'm working on...maybe it would be wise to refrain from bonding until i know if she will be taken over by the government, or another major corporation. when is it okay to feel a little nervous? is now okay?

how about now?

i'm fine.

the most wonderful day of the year

Little and i celebrated the harvest by making some pumpkin bread with this recipe. it is yum.

neato

i think this site is fun: turn your blog into a book. this software (free to download) is super cinchy to use and the printing prices aren't bad a-tall. i think i even want to be friends with the guy who does the blog-to-book tutorial. you'll see.