Waiting Sucks. Boats Blow. Or, you have to blow them up, anyway.

Still waiting.  Not that I expected any less, but I hate waiting.  I want to do THINGS and I want to do them NOW and I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THERE IS TO KNOW.  Short version: Wikipedia has spoiled me.

I had a very nice, relaxing weekend which involved sneaking out to the bead store on Saturday due to extreme boredom here at home.  It’s so nice to go somewhere and have everyone be happy to see you.  And then sell two more kits (one of which I assembled at request, much to the purchaser’s amusement).  I think part of the reason being beads are measured in grams.  You know, like drugs.  I got lots of hugs and TOLD to converse with a service dog.  ”No, you should talk to Mandy! She loves it when people talk to her.  She’s a little social butterfly.”

And then I got the Laura McCabe pattern that’s been driving me up the wall since before the kits to work.  This required only minimal alcohol consumption.

I came home to find my new Doll magazines waiting for me.  For non-dolly folk, Japanese doll magazines are cover-to-cover glossy photographs with patterns, tutorials, contest results and freebies.  Well, I can’t get the freebies due to not being in Japan.  Anyway, Dolly Dolly 26 (quarterly) and Dollybird 16 (biannual) are both totally sweet.  The former has Wonder Frog and Odeco-type body patterns.  The latter is wall-to-wall sewing with a feature on the Unoa Elder Sisters.  Good stuff!

[I’m not sure if, when I’m employed again, I’m going to start by filling in the Soom MDs I missed, make an Unoa size chart out of actual Unoas or go bonkers at Souldoll.]

Anyway, while I was doing some of my cursory translations so I got all of the pattern parts I needed, Jake came across a spider on the floor.  I have no problem with his spider-eating, but Mum’s paranoid about it.  So, as soon as she started eeking, I threw the Dollybird on the floor, stomped on it, cleaned up the resultant spider goo and then went back to reading.  This was apparently funny.  I only bent the cover a bit more than usual, so totally worth it.

Sunday, I sewed.  Not too much- I tend to get sloppy if I go for more than five hours a day.  Also, I wanted to preload the last episodes of Baccano! Everything went well, and the end of Baccano! pleased me muchly, so a review will be showing up sooner or later.  I’m so happy I got to watch it with Starphotographs.  It’s really been lovely and short review: good show is GOOD.

I’ve been slogging away at the Halloween story, and the next installment of the Deer Business for RaTs is kind of sort of almost done.  I got angry at one of the outlines I’ve blown twice previously and started with the notecards v. my closet door.  Again.  NaNo has been tempting me with her sweet siren song, but I know I don’t need another thing to mess with, as much fun as it would be to do so.

Dad bought Mum a raft for the pool- a two-person survival raft.  She named it Biff.  There are no oars and currently it is tied to the barbecue.