Sunday, April 22, 2012

What Month Is It?

My Christmas cactus, which normally blooms in December and January, bloomed the first two weeks of April. Last weekend, it was 62 degrees Farenheit. Today, it was 100 degrees Farenheit (that's 38 degrees Celcius). Where is this nature craziness coming from?

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Where Did My Chin Go?

I was looking at those photos of DoodleMonster and I that I posted, and realized that middle age is starting to take a more rapid and widespread toll.

First, my chest slid down.
Then, my middle expanded.
Thirdly, white hairs started appearing on my head (thank goodness they're still curly!).
Now, my chin has disappeared.

What's next?

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

National Craft Month

March was National Craft Month, a deliberate design by manufacturers to get susceptible people like me out to buy more yarn. But I fooled them this year. I did not buy any yarn. I used up bits and bobs from my stash to participate in Ravelry's International/National Crochet Month Scavenger Hunt challenge. Crocheters were given 14 or so tasks to fulfill, and while I didn't complete all of them, I did have fun writing a limerick and lyrics for an ode to my yarn stash (no, I will not submit you to them here; your ears are safe). And I crocheted, quite a bit, actually. One challenge was to make something for charity, which is just too easy a challenge for someone who almost exclusively crochets and knits for charity. Here are the fleeces edged with three different borders (picot, granite stitch, and fans), and two blankets completed for the challenge. And just for fun--we had to pick an unusual holiday in March and crochet something for it, so I chose Pi Day and made a pi. We also had to make a 4-leaf clover in lieu of a shamrock. The challenge was a lot of fun, and I look forward to it next year.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Totally Cool Wednesday Science Geek Love Fact

This week's Weird Wednesday Science Fact:

Photo in today's Nature article about the newly-identified feathered dinosaur found in China. Feather fossils! One hundred and twenty-five million years old!  Total science geek love. 

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Canine Cavorting

This past weekend was a big dog weekend. DoodleBug and I helped out at the Rescue a Golden Meet and Greet at a local bookstore on Saturday. Seven goldens, and only mine rolls around on the floor, scratching his back, or sits in chair at the table like a person, or leaps straight up into the air.  Insert sigh here.

On Sunday, we staffed the Delta Society/Pet Partners booth at the 5th annual Autism Walk on campus. Thousands of people on campus, hundreds of people walking through the tent where our booth was, probably one or two hundred stopping to play with him.  One mother brought her 8- or 9-year-old son to see him. This boy was ambulatory, but pretty unresponsive, not talking, not making eye or face contact, with his fists up by his ears. His mother was kneeling, tugging at his arm, trying to get him to squat down and pet Cuddley, who was sitting there. Suddenly, the kid just collapsed right onto my dog, just sort of let go and sank right down on him, pointy elbows straight into his back.

My boy just sat there, a big, fluffy statue. Not a muscle moved. He didn't startle, he didn't flinch, he didn't react at all. The mom helped her kid up and they walked on and I gave Tall Boy a huge hug and told him what a fantastic boy he was.  I admit I was surprised he was so good, when he has so little experience visiting, much less with a population of kids like this.

He was super good with these kids, even the non-ambulatory, completely unresponsive ones. He sat next to the wheelchairs or strollers and let the parents try to pet him with their kids' hands. He did relieve his stress by digging into the blanket I'd put down on the ground, tugging on his leash, or leaping into the air when no one was around (but he was probably bored, too). But as soon as someone approached to pet him, he sat down perfectly still and wagged his tail and wiggled his butt, but that's all. He's got superb therapy dog instincts.

Some photos from Saturday at the bookstore:

I have tried re-sizing that middle photo 5 times, and it gets uploaded sideways every time regardless of size, so just bear with it; sorry.