Well, we did so good for so long, but alas, another tardy! And we were like, 10 minutes late today. Of course, it was because of Melodie. She was "mesmetized" by the running bathwater. My poor little Luna. I kept on her, but she just wouldn't get ready, so she wasn't allowed to wear her hat to school today. Ari couldn't find the hat I bought in France that I let her wear to kindergarten hat day (when they learned about Mr. H...how many kids from the 80's remember the letter people???), so she wore her Amish hat. This is spirit week. Every day at school, the kids have different things. Tomorrow is pajama day, Wednesday is "wacky clothes" (why is wearing clothes inside out fun?), Thursday is orange and black day, and Friday is Football friday...football uniforms, cheerleading uniforms, or tiger emblazoned clothes. There will also be the Beat McKinley parade Friday night, followed by the Beat McKinley bonfire and city pep rally. I HATE spirit week. Mainly, because I hate the stupid school district. Let's put it this way, the high school football stadium has an Astroturf field, and there is a psychology text book with an example of fan psychosis about the crazy fans of this team. Yes, high school football. I'm all about supporting your team, but they take it to an extreme, so much to the fact that before the city hospital closed their OB ward about 5 years ago, every baby boy born in the city was given their very own little baby sized football. The girls? Nada. They got into trouble a few years ago for scouting for new players and buying them off to come play. HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL!?!?! This is not the NFL people. Anyway, so, today was hat day. And, our mascot, the one and only Obie the tiger, will be visiting school today. Is this a high school student in a costume you ask? No, of course not, it's a REAL baby tiger. As a patter of fact, he's probably there as I type. According to our spirit week schedule, he should have arrived at school 10 minutes ago. They walk him, on a leash, in a gym full of elementary students. But this is okay, because it's for the team.
Anyway, enough of my hate of the school district. Last night, I picked up my Aunt Chris's Afghan again. I am bound and determined to finally get that thing done for my SIL this year so I never have to see it again! This will be the third try at a Christmas gift, though she's still hasn't moved out yet, so I don't feel quite so bad. But geez, I just want it done! I've majorly cut back my handmade Christmas/Yule list. I'm probably going to save most of the afghans (except this one) for next year. I'm halfway done, and I'm using a K hook, so hopefully I can do it. Plus, it is nice for when the kids are up and I can't work on their stuff. At least I can still be productive. If I get it done in time, no WHEN I get it done in time, I'm going to hopefully get moving on Dan's blanket that I started last year. It's HUGE, but so is he, and that's why it is. He constantly complains about the size of our blankets because my family is all small, and they make small blankets. Hey, we're covered...sorry he's a giant! lol Anyway, he whines all the time about his feet being cold and wanting a bigger blanket, so I am making one. I'm using up all that Red Heart in my stash! I will also be using that on a bunch of Pokemon stuff I'm making for Melodie for Christmas. She dearly loves Pokemon, and Rav has a bunch of patterns for Pokemon critters.