Sunday, May 13, 2007

Mistakes Happen

I like to think that I learn from my mistakes. Or, at the very least, that I am so darned charming that people can overlook my boo-boos. Failing that, I can always rely on the subtle art of misdirection, start a small fire, and get people to focus on that instead of whatever I did in the first place.

Here are a couple of examples of things that I may or may not have done today:

* Apparently, Daddy Sheep's plan for Mother's Day was to fool Mommy Sheep into thinking that her horrible children had forgotten all about her on this special day then make her happiness all the greater by having one or both of us wander in for lunch at the restaurant. This might have worked quite well had I not blogged about going to lunch with them today. I keep forgetting that Mommy Sheep is a bit more computer savvy these days...

*I was really rather on the ball this week for someone who wasn't feeling all that well. I remembered to set aside the day for lunch with Mommy and Daddy Sheep and even purchased a thoughtful gift for The Best Mom Ever. I did not, however, remember to get a card to go with. Nor did I have a gift bag that wasn't festooned with snowmen and Santas.

*I, for reasons that made sense at the time, thought that swinging by the local card shop on the way to lunch on Mother's Day morning would be a quick trip. It was not. It was crowded. It was crowded by people who had rather desperate looks in their eyes and were willing to sacrifice their own bodies and that of their small children in order that they might purchase anything that had the word, "mother" on it in ornate script. Mugs, commemorative plates, novelty toilet paper...anything. I got my card. But I'm not proud of what I had to do to obtain it. Not proud at all.

*I somehow greatly overestimate the time it would take to get to the restaurant and ended up waiting in the parking lot for half an hour. I used the time to clean out the truck. Frankly, I could have used another hour or so. It looked like I'd been having wild tea parties in there, for crying out loud.


For all my errors in judgement, though, it was a lovely lunch with the 'rents and Mommy Sheep was happy to see me even though I am all mistake-prone and everything. That is a mother's job, after all.

After consuming not only my own meal, but about a quarter of my parent's Seafood Platter For Two, I was feeling a bit nappish. So I rested up for the afternoon, let everything digest as it should then watched it head directly for my hips. Lunch has taken up residence in all the wrong places and is happily setting up house. I will be living on lettuce and ice cubes for the remainder of the week. With all the lunching, napping and yelling at the fried food to stop settling on my midsection, I didn't get all that much done today with the yarn production. There is, however a little plying to report.






The Spindle Station Makes Another Appearance!
I did say that I would explain this a bit more clearly and, since I'm currently too full of seafood to move around much, I will take a minute now. The bobbins are impaled with knitting needles onto a large yarn cake of the finest in ugly chenille. I bought this yarn on Ebay many, many moons ago and it has never appealed as the stuff of knitting. But it is a great needle holder. And perfect for supporting bobbins of spindle spun singles. The spindle is sitting there because I have a limited attention span and there will never, ever, ever come a day when I will ply until I'm out of singles. Never. I need a place to put the spindle until the plying urge strikes again. When it does, then I take up the spindle and ply away 'til boredom strikes again. Meanwhile, stabbing it into the chenille cake holds it quite nicely
That's really it. It looks like more of a "system" than it actually is. But it works rather well and can be easily moved about should I decide to ply elsewhere or curious felines start batting at it.
Lastly, I have a Relay For Life update for you all...a good one! As you may recall, I am participating in the 2007 Relay For Life in order to raise funds for cancer research. Those who have generously sponsored me in this endeavor have been entered in a drawing to win either a Goose Pond gift certificate or a lovely set of stitch markers from the famous Mouse. Well, guess what? There is yet another prize available now! The talented Susan of the very same Goose Pond from whence the gift certificate is coming has offered one of her stunning pins as another prize. I will share a link to it tomorrow. (I'm sorta linked-out right now...plus it deserves its own post) There is still plenty of time to make a donation and be entered into the drawing for prizes. I am well past the half-way mark to my goal and, for what it's worth, am still beating Baby Brother Sheep in funds raised.
(But this is not a contest because all the money goes to the same place and it would be tacky to get all competitive over such a thing, I'm just mentioning it is all. It doesn't make me better than him or anything. Just a better fundraiser. Mommy Sheep still loves us both equally and I'm sure that she doesn't think that I am better for helping to cure cancer at a better rate than my brother or anything...Better. Me. The Sheep. Better. Than my brother.)
Now I must see if I can't pull myself together after my tough weekend of napping, resting and eating off my own mother's plate. Tomorrow is a work day after all. A very Happy Mother's Day to all you mothers out there. I hope you had a wonderful day filled with all the accolades you deserve for doing what you do!
SA

7 comments:

trek said...

Sheepie, you need to go back to bed and have another nap - all of that fund raising is tiring, you know. It takes a lot of energy to out-raise Baby Brother Sheep.

Ronni said...

I've been enjoying your blog for a while now but this may be my first comment. I've particularly enjoyed your entertaining bits on how you're not competing with Baby Brother Sheep. I used to feel rather the same way with my big brother sometimes until cancer got him. Anyway, today I finally got around to doing my donation to your Relay entry. Sorry for not doing it sooner.

I love your plying station. I must consider using something similar someday.

Beth said...

I'm glad you had a nice day with a nice nap! It's hard work cleaning up other people's plates. :)

crz1jane@verizon.net said...

Sounds like you are feeling better. It's nice to hear you had a nice lunch with the 'rents.
Your spinning looks great!

April said...

Sheepie, personally I think your Mom is a very lucky Mom to have a daughter like you.

Anonymous said...

Just to let everyone know--I know just how fortunate I am to have this sheep for a daughter. We hit the jackpot with both sheep. She can eat off my plate any day she wishes.
A very proud mother sheep

DS said...

Yeah, yeah, but she still can't keep a secret!

DS