daffodil that bends

March 15, 2009 | Filed Under ordinary, royal buffet 

i’m updating the shop with new things for spring.  hurrah, hooray!  i’ve got at least fifteen more listings, more cards, tags, two new mobiles, three, four new garlands.  too many at once.  you wouldn’t think so to look at the simple listings, but it’s a lot of work to take pics, choose pics, edit pics, write descriptions, decide on prices, list materials, etc., etc., to post just one item.  not to mention making the things, which is the best part, of course, though i do enjoy taking the pictures, too.  i should probably spread it out and not do so many things in one day.  and i’m sure i could be more efficient.  efficiency is not really a strong point.  i know that ernie cringes as he watches me on the computer, maybe the same way i cringe when i watch my mom on the computer. going around, coming around.  i do like looking at that row of new animal puppets hanging out a long green line, the gift of the work.

ernie has a birthday this week.  he pestered jude until he was told about some presents he is getting.  jude was doing a good job and not taking bribes until ernie said he’d tell him a secret if jude told him the birthday secret.  terrible!  i do know better than to let the boys in on secrets but i thought they could keep at least one.  ernie says that the best part of his birthday is to try and get the boys to tell the secrets and i know that feeling.

late afternoon, early evening, the light in the bedroom is gray and too bright.  ernie took the shades down because they were old and yellowed, one of them ripped to the top, split to the center.  lola liked to pull the shade out over the bed like a tent in the mornings as she stood on the pillows and looked out the window.  i’m glad for the empty windows behind the curtains, but the gray light is still bright in the early evenings.

it’s late and i’m trying not to eat that chocolate cake that erin left here the other night.  i can feel the cocoa tickling my throat just thinking about it.

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