1. Last night I made chili and cornbread. It was delicious, and is now all gone. I’m kind of surprised by that, because I made something like ten pounds of chili. That happens with bananas too: however many we buy is how many we eat, immediately. It helped that Josh and Sophia came over and ate some too.
2. Speaking of Josh and Sophia, they went and got married, those crazy kids! Aren’t they lovely?
3. Today I must, simply must clean the living room and dining room floors. They are both covered with little pieces of paper from small children with scissors.
4. And make bread.
Talk Like A Pirate Day is next Sunday, September 19th! Yarr!
Sean, below, showing his pirattitude in 2008 in the tricorn I knitted:
Abby’s fic, To Be Human, is in the Phineas and Ferb fandom, and answers these burning questions: What if Perry the Platypus was human? Does Ferb own any other clothing? And, most important of all, what are Phineas and Ferb going to do today?
Chapters 1-9 are [here](http://ultrafab.wordpress.com/2010/08/07/perry-the-platypus-fanfic-to-be-human-chapter-1/).
Faith’s Warriors fic, Stars of Gray, is also at their blog, but not neatly next-chapter-formatted yet. It features Graystripe, Faith’s favorite Warrior cat of that era. [Prologue](http://ultrafab.wordpress.com/2010/05/01/warriors-stars-of-gray-prologue/) [Chapter 1](http://ultrafab.wordpress.com/2010/06/01/warriors-stars-of-gray-chapter-1/) (http://ultrafab.wordpress.com/2010/06/08/warriors-stars-of-gray-chapter-2/) (http://ultrafab.wordpress.com/2010/07/09/warriors-stars-of-gray-chapter-3/) (http://ultrafab.wordpress.com/2010/07/19/warriors-stars-of-gray-chapter-4/) (http://ultrafab.wordpress.com/2010/07/26/warriors-stars-of-gray-chapter-5/)
Without further ado, I give you Sean, playing Rhapsody in Blue on the… the muted Gleeson horn*. Yeah, that’s it. With bonus helpless laughter from Sean.
*Gleeson horn built from a fill valve and a steel condiment cup.
Faith drew Sean a comic book starring the Sculpey Glees! Click through to read it!
Faith made these – me and the Six (plus Mistyfoot) in Sculpey. I love them with a loving love.
We went to Half Price Books yesterday and got some good ones. Everyone else made me leave before I was ready because I can outlast almost anyone in a bookstore. I worked in one for years for a reason, after all.
Today I have baked bread, put away clean clothes, washed dishes. Also listened to the children tell me things of interest: Faith kept having me read from her new Calvin and Hobbes, Abby and I discussed what sort of book she likes, Bede read to me from Flight: Explorers (an excellent graphic novel), Gilbert played with the Cuisenaire rods and taught me about multiplication and division, Trixie showed me the elaborate foods she was feeding to her toys, and Gloria showed me how her toys can dance.
Now we’re off to my folks’ house!
It’s been very familial around here, which is how I like it. First of all, we were given the wonderful, amazing and almost unbelievable news that my older brother Troy’s lung cancer has done R-U-N-N-O-F-T. The hateful tumor in the upper part of his lung is gone. There is a questionable spot in one of his lymph nodes that will be biopsied and nailed with radiation if it proves “hot”, as they say. So, yes, really brilliant, fantastic news.
My niece and her children (the above brother’s oldest child) came to visit on Wednesday. Faith and Michaelie are such peas in a pod. Two smart, funny, weird kids within about a month of each other in age with the same focused interests and both homeschooled. (They both like Doctor Who, Phineas and Ferb, and the Warriors books.)
And tonight, two more of Troy’s kids came to dinner and brought their main squeezes. I made a huge pot of cauliflower-chickpea-potato curry and maaaaan was it delicious. The meal was largely silent but for the sounds of gulping, and everyone looking drugged afterward as we all regarded our distended abdomens and belched softly. So. Freaking. Good. Any time you can make eleven people happy with one meal you’ve done Very Well.
And now G-Lo the little night owl is finally compliant enough to go to sleep without yelling at me, so off we go.