Stuff To Love

right this minute…

A big, huge box of protein and Christmasy goodness about to be whisked away to the other side of the world…for the Siberia boy who I love so much and miss so deeply.

A rainbow of much loved color to spark my imagination in the crocheting department. Oooh…what I can do with all this Peaches and Cream prettyness. Just you wait and see…

A new pile of books about sewing and cooking and blogging and crocheting that should keep me very busy for months, and months, and months. Hot dang.

A wild, sleepy, ancient, 100 year old kitty. No, no–it’s documented. I think he belonged to my great-great grandmother.

No, really.

A few happy decorations to brighten up a certain wall in Russia…if it gets there in time!

A glorious pile of brand new magazines to inspire my wander-lusting brain. Hmmm…Scottish Countryside…French classic…American Farmhouse. I just can’t decide exactly what to dream about.

*sigh*

A cute, little Eskimo finger puppet from WeeKnit. It’s suppose to be the Bald Kid trying to keep warm. Notice the sweet little black missionary tag! Haha. Sorry it’s so blurry–but he just wouldn’t stand still!

Playing with paint swatches and trying with all my might to pick just the right colors for the modern classic chicken coop.

Of course, if I had MY way…

Heh, heh, heh.

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Being “The Bald Kid”

When the Bald Kid was in 8th grade, he decided to shave his head–as a joke–for the last day of school. He liked it so much that he kept it shaved for the next 5 years.

People asked me if he’d been sick and all his hair fell out, or if he was in the army or something–all the time. I’d have to tell them that he was just a kid and he was healthy as a horse, but that he just liked having no hair. It was a certain look he was going for, I guess.

For him, the look meant basketball shorts, huge T-shirts, colored high tops…and being bald.

Always…and everywhere.

What I didn’t know, however, was that he was becoming quite well known for his…look. So well known, in fact, that when Halloween came around…

one of his good friends came to school, dressed up…

as HIM–

shaved head and all!

“Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery,” or in this case, a good excuse to shave your head.

Silly, silly boys.

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{ Smiles }

“What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. They are but trifles, to be sure but, scattered along life’s pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.”

~ Joseph Addison

Polar Ice Cap

One year ago–our little “Bald Kid” was still here…with a very cold Popsicle stuck to his tongue. It took about 10 minutes to melt this thing off and he was left with a little numb spot for a few days. Pretty funny though.

Now, of course, he’s approaching the “cold season” in Siberia–where he’s anticipating some rather freezing weather ahead. He may end up with a few more numb spots–maybe toes– before he’s finished.

Happy Autumn, my boy.

Stay…um…warm.

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Boy, Oh Boy

No, no. It’s not a new 80’s boy band–it’s those cute little guys in Siberia.

I really just LOVE them.

Especially that big guy in the middle…who seems to have a thing for yellow ties.

Who knew?

Can you believe that he’s been gone 6 months this week?

Well…I can. Seems like years.

Happy 6 month “anniversary” my sweet Bald Kid.

I love you.

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Happy Birthday Mary Jo!