Time On My Hands

OK.  So maybe today's weather wasn't quite as catastrophic as my storm planning seemed to indicate.  I wasn't really expecting snowdrifts up to the rafters or anything.  This was fortunate since there is really only about three inches of the stuff out there.  But it has alternated between sleet and snow throughout the day and is colder than the inside of a popsicle.  Not having to leave the house today has been something of a treat, actually.  And it seems as though the oft-missing snowplows even made a pass through our parking area sometime during the night, if the swath cut through the slush is any indication.  I guess it was a smart thing to move my truck after all!

Truth be told though, this wasn't as helpful as one might think as the people who park next to my truck opted to not move their vehicles so my spaces aren't really completely cleared.  I'd be grumpy about it save for the fact that the plowing is so inconsistent these days that no one can be blamed for just saying, "Oh, the heck with it."  

With supplies laid in for the week and other such errands complete, I had a day to myself without those pesky sorts of looming tasks that we responsible adult have to run in order to remain alive and presentable.  Since a couple of people seemed entertained by my Pez obsession, I decided that it would be perfectly logical to spend some of my adult-type time making a Pez dispenser arrangement on the kitchen counter.  It took a while to round everyone up and figure out who should stand where.  Arranging one's Pez dispensers is rather similar to coming up with a seating arrangement for a your wedding reception.  Not everyone gets along, but you still want an interesting mix of people at each table.  Given the limited space available, I couldn't invite all the Pez to the party.  I had to cull the herd a bit.  This was hard as I didn't want to offend any Pez.  You never know when you are going to find yourself in need of an organ transplant or extra guests to round out a dinner party after all.  It doesn't do to make enemies within the family.  I did my best to explain to the left out Pez and I think they understood.  Except for the Sylvester Pez dispenser.  He was just a pill about the whole thing and I'm sort of glad I didn't invite him.  Besides, leaving him out made room for my keychain Piggy Pez.

April sent me this one.  He's lives in my purse for much of the day so he's a little worse for wear, I'm afraid.

The Sheepie version of this dispenser that Trek sent me is in much better shape as she lives in the living room with my other Sheepies.   I rounded her up for the big kitchen gathering, though.  She's sitting up in the front there.

I think that everyone had a good time.  

Frankly, this took up more of my morning than I care to admit.  And forced me to realize that I'm a liar.  I said yesterday that I always take the Pez out of the packages so I can play with them, but I did find a number of them still tucked away in their plastic sleeping bags.  I suppose I should take them out at some point, but I was starting to get a nagging feeling that the whole Pez thing was getting a little weird and decided it was time to stop thinking about Pez for a while.

So I finished a baby sweater:

Bullet Proof Baby Sweater 2.0

This one is in cotton and, as such, is a little less "dense."  Don't get me wrong.  It still has some "heft" to it.  But, it might just allow for a little more movement and for mommy to be able to lift her child without severe back strain.  As I worked on it, I dutifully wrote down everything and have most of it typed up since Noolie asked so nicely.  I'm going to double check it and then email it off to ya, Julie!  I'll try to do it as a pdf just in case we run into some cross-platform issues,' kay?  

That done, I spent some quality time working on a nice, mindless sock for myself and hardly thought about babies, Pez or snow for the remainder of the day.  Hardly at all.

Except for that time I started thinking about crafting a little Pez cozy.  Maybe something felted...with a drawstring and a handy side pocket for carrying extra candy.  

I think I'm starting to go a little stir-crazy over here...

SA