Sometimes the way I figure out what I have done in the last few days/weeks since I last posted is to go back through my Facebook pages and draw from that. I don't keep a journal--I was never good at that sort of thing--but FB is sort of like a journal...just less space and it's pretty public. So, Dad, that's what it is. Simple snapshots of what you're doing or thinking, sharing thoughts and ideas, recipes, and, more of than not, misinformation about viruses and political ideologies.
Since we returned from our two-week boomerang across the country, we did the annual shopping trip to buy supplies for the teachers and students of grades 4, 6 and 10. Can you believe it?! I remember when the kids were 4, 6, and 10 and now...oh, man... I didn't get first-day-of-school pictures this year. It was raining. Maybe I'll get first-week-of-school photos instead. It cost a pretty big sack of pennies to get all that stuff. Notebooks, pencils, pens, rulers, folders...it was over $200 when all's said and done, and we didn't even have to buy expensive calculators or anything.

Ben went to Cub Scout day camp again this summer. He had a "blast"! Yeah, I know. Bad pun. It was really close to home and kept him running for about 6 hours a day doing crafts, archery, and other activities.
I got the main part of Emma's Japanese Hexagons quilt put together. It's missing a little piece up in the corner (I pulled it to match the fabric, and now of course, it's missing. Sigh.) I need to add a couple borders on it, then quilt it. However, I still don't have my big longarm back from the repair shop. I'm going to pop by tomorrow morning and see if it's there in the shop and no one bothered to call me. Since I don't have any jobs lined up now, it'll be nice to get a few of my own projects done. I know she's anxious to have this quilt on her bed.

Kelly and I are continuing to enjoy attending the Sounders games. They played Portland Timbers (boo) a couple weeks ago, and in Sounders Supporters tradition, they came up with a great tifo. Tifo, from the Italian word, tifosi, meaning supporters, is a display of support for a team during a derby match with a rival team. The Timbers and Sounders have had such a rivalry for decades, before they joined the MLS. Each scheduled home game against them motivates the larger of the Sounders supporter clubs, the Emerald City Supporters, to put together these awesome displays that they unfurl before a home game.

Of course, going to the game has its disadvantages for the vertically challenged. This is what my view of the game usually is:

It's tradition to stand for the entire game--the only ones that sit are the people in the first five or six rows. After that, standing. We're more than 15 rows back, so...yeah. Standing.
We came home to this sight:
Posting it on FB, a friend said, "That's amazing! How did he get the teddy bear to do the one-armed push up?" ha ha ha!
I don't get enough pictures of this lovely young lady. And she's SMILING! She gets her braces off in a couple weeks...wooot!
We went to the State Fair. It was...mediocre. We got ride bracelets for all of us, and it truly paled in comparison to Great America. But it gave me the opportunity to test out some of the new features on my phone. Kelly and Cammie rode on this spinny bucket ride.
Ben didn't care for the rides much. He like the carousel and ferris wheel, but got into the spinning ride that is shaped like football helmets.




The other day, Kelly decided to buy a pomegranate. I decided to use the peels to make dye. I probably should have cut all the pieces up small to maximize the amount of dye coming from it, but I followed the internet's directions of soaking the bits in water overnight (or 48 hours, in this case), and then putting mordanted yarn into the bath and warming it up, then letting it soak overnight.
The color is pretty close to what's in the photo here, a nice buttery yellow. Many of the things you dye with natural dye stuffs turns out various shades of tan or yellow. I'd like to try to do some other colors, like Brazilwood. I'd also like to experiment with other mordants since I've mostly only done alum with cream of tartar.
On a personal note, I started to do yoga. This is mostly to help build strength and flexibility--I just had a bunch of blood drawn and all the numbers came out normal...or pretty close. There was something weird about the kidney function results that I didn't understand, so I'll have to find out what that was about. I know I have a stone hanging out in there, but it hasn't bothered me...it just showed up on an X-ray a while back. <shrug> I've gone to the yoga class twice and while I'm not the only fat chick there, I have to remember not to set up next to the mirrors. I don't need to see my performance in a glorious full-length reflection of my inflexible, clumsy self while I'm surrounded by svelte rubber bands that bend and twist with ease. The first time I did yoga, it took about three days for the pain to catch up with me. I went again today, so I might try to do some stretching and a few poses just to see if that helps reduce the painful effect.
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