Poxes

A pox on whoever decided that SAND was an appropriate filler for kids playgraounds. We went on Friday, and there is STILL sand in my shoes.

A pox on whoever decided that children's books still needs the three title pages that adult books do. It's not fun having to read the title three times before we can even start the book.

A pox on the coupon people who decided that $1 off two/three/four items was better than coupons on a single item. I have a small kitchen, with limited storage space, I don't WANT to buy 3 of your product when I only need one. I'd rather get $.25 off one than $1 off two. Really.

Grrrr

good playground parents

So, Widget and I went out to the playground this morning. While we were there, a bunch of different kids and their parents cycled through. Widget was very into imitating one of the kids, and he was playing a game of racing down the slides. All well and good.

Widget wanted to play, his parents were enthusiastic, so was the kid (he was a little bigger than Widget, so could have been anywhere from her age to 3 1/2-4). He was already sitting on one of the slides, and Widget was heading for the one right next to it. She couldn't have been more than a foot from the slide, when he decided that he wanted that slide instead, and jumped right in front of her.

She jumped back, startled and a little scared. I was surprised, and not quite sure what to say (not really comfortable speaking discipline to other's kids unless they're endangering Widget), and calming Widget down. I was surprised and impressed that the little boy's dad swooped in immediately, plucked the boy off the slide, while explaining that taking the slide like that was VERY naughty, and that if he couldn't play nicely with the other kids, then he couldn't use the slides at all. When the little boy wouldn't apologize after a minute or two, mom and dad packed him into the car and left.

Whoa. I was pleased though. He hadn't done anything dangerous or anythin like that, but it was a decidely unfriendly move. It was good to see some other parents believe in teacing their kids to play noce with others.

Awesome day

Spent all morning with Miss Widget - got up at our usual time, walked out to Dunkins for coffee and bagels to eat at the playground. Had a picnic breakfast, played for over an hour, walked home. She crashed out early for a nap, and then we headed into town to meet up with Imagy.

We hit Woolcott and Co. in Harvard Sq, where I resisted the urge to buy anything (and Widget behaved like an *ANGEL*, I was very worried taking her into a high end yarn shop), and then into upscale shoe store to try on these shoes I'd seen two weeks ago, and couldn't stop thinking about (Lorac, they're the ones you hated.) Bought the shoes because I thought they looked awesome on, and so did Imagy. They're woven straw, like espadrilles, but easily a 3 inch wedge heel. The upper is a little accross the toe criss-cross in small pin flower fabric, with an up-th-leg ankle tie. These may be the highest heels I've ever owned, and I'm just in love with them. And they were on sale. Imagy is is, as always, a bad shoe influence for me =).

Then we headed off to meet Daddy, and do the Widget handoff, so that Imagy and I could go to the Sunday meeting of the StitchnBitch group. Got to where it was supposed to be to find the cafe closed for another 45 minutes. We vegged in the car with the other knitter that was there, until the last person showed up, and they opened the cafe. I had a great time. I was COMPLETELY outclassed for fiber geekery, which is very unusual for me - these women spin and dye their own yarn, and one raises rabbits for angora. Yeah. Completely outclassed. BUT they were both super nice, and didn't laugh a bit at our completely beginner cries for help. After I screwed up my sock heel for the third time, they took pity and showed me how to start on a toe-up sock instead, and they helped Imagy with her scarf too (good, since she was asking things I didn't know the answer to at all).

We were supposed to knit until 7 or so, we ended up working until almost 8:30 instead. Packed up, dropped Imagy off and headed for home. Discovered that there's now a Super88 market in Quincy *bouncebouncebounce* and ate Taco Bell for dinner (yum yum yum). Now, I'm going to go work on the damn socks some more, and read my history of knitting book, and try to get to bed before 1 am tonight. Oh, and the itsy bitsy-est littl spider has built a web on my desk. He's adorable.

What a wonderful day.

And in case I'm tempted to forget...

I always think Widget is so high energy and active. And then I take her to the playground, and see the actual high energy, active kids, and realize she's pretty tame. Thank goodness.