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The weather is turning on us today, when we'd counted on having one more "good" day to work. But By is outside, soldiering on until it gets too bad. Neither of us are looking forward to the cold fronts moving through this week, we're already creaky today.

By found an inexpensive bird feeder at the store last night, and a sturdy suction-cup hook. Those are now installed on the living room window. He got seed for the smaller birds, so we'll see how long it takes them to find it. We've got bunches finches and cardinals and such in the front yard already, this is an attempt to bring them where the kids can see them close. And to torture the cats.

Actually got a couple house away from the kids yesterday afternoon. Went into Basehor to a new-ish little store D had told me about, then followed the signs to a "barn sale". Found some things for presents, and for my dolls, and some vintage stamped-fabric embroidery kits **on linen**, still in fab condition, unstitched. The sale's supposed to be open next weekend, because they're still pulling stuff out of a long-deceased grandmother's attic, so I may see what else they find.

Went from the sale to D's, delivered her (late) birthday present and had tea and adult company. Whee, adult company!

Today will be bake cinnamon rolls day, since Sis asked for 4 dozen, for a fundraiser her office is doing. The plan is to freeze them, pass them on to her when we get together on Thanksgiving, and she can thaw and ice them on the night.


The Sock Report: got down to the toe of the mother-in-law sock last night, and halfway through that so far this morning. Yay for nearly finished! Sekrit Socks and kid socks next.

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The kids are finally napping, the living room is trashed, and the first 2 dozen cinnamon rolls are in their pans rising. I have cleaned up the baking mess, taken By a cup of coffee, taken out the compost bucket, and now I get to sit down for a little while.

For those who met and/or remember By's former employer, R, check out the December issue of Smithsonian. There's an article about the town she moved to, San Miguel de Allende, in central Mexico. She's not in the article, but its a peek at warm, sunny, art-rich place.


The Sock Report: mother-in-law socks are done, except for some decorative flowers and weaving in ends. I could be doing that, but I just had to put them down. Meanwhile, I have worked another 2.5" on the Sooper Sekrit Socks, which makes me feel all kinds of accomplished. There would havw been more done today, but toddlers steal yarn. By the box. And then they toss it. You get the idea.