T13 #7: Thirteen Things I'd Want for Christmas...

if we hadn't agreed to "no presents for each other."

1. yoga mat and bag (would be nice to not have to use the community ones, not knowing how often they get cleaned)
2. iTunes gift card (would like to pick up some more "old" singles so I don't have to chase the cds down)
3. subscription to Bookmarks (have been wanting this for a while, I categorize it as "professional development")
4. 10th Kingdom DVD (been on my amazon list too long, really want it before used copies get outrageous!expensive!)
5. sheepskin slippers (my cheap fuzzy slippers got trashed quickly, hoping these would last a lot longer)
6. rose diamond ring fixed (been years since I've worn it, used to be my favorite ring. Band is broken.)
7. pearl necklace restrung (ex-nephew broke it, didn't lose any pearls. Ex-SIL never offered to have it fixed, has sat for years)
8. 2 pairs button-fly 501 jeans (high school nostalgia, don't even know if these are made anymore)
9. bag Ghirardelli chocolate carmels (probably the only thing I'll get--as a stocking stuffer)
10. 3 Desert Rose place settings (I really like this pattern, it's frustrating to have only one setting)
11. fingerless long gloves, black (I'm fixing to make myself a red pair from a dismantled sweater, but would love a neutral)
12. bottle Messina Hof port (it's good shtuff)
13. garter belt (for my v. long warm socks, my legs are still too fat to keep them where they belong)






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Halloween night at the farm, or not...

Out here in South Henly, the farms are pretty spread out, and it can be hard to meet the neighbors (or it could be my social-idiot tendencies). It also makes it difficult, if not impossible, to do any trick-or-treating (locked gates, guard dogs, and so on). Most of the "big" churches (the one that burned down a few months ago has only 200 parishoners) have some sort of "Fall" or "Harvest" Festival (gotta take the night back from those pagans *eyeroll*), and a few of the local businesses had parties over the weekend (at least one of them was charging $5/ghoul). The occasional neighbor will throw a party, but out here, it's mostly for the grown-ups.

As with last year, I wanted our son to get a better idea of what the secular aspect of this holiday is about (well that, and the photo-op that the grandparents demand), so DH and I drove up to the north end of Austin to trick-or-treat with some friends of ours (actually, our birth-attenders, they were the first to see Anthony when he was tiny and slimy) who have two little girls (one each slightly older and younger than Anthony--both redheads--whom their own father has dubbed "heartbreakers"). They live on a long cul-de-sac, which turned out to be the perfect number of houses to visit for 3 3-and-unders. At one house near the end of our route, there was a skeleton by the front door, and as I was walking up with Anthony IT MOVED. Gah! Took a few years off me right there. It didn't faze him, though (either he's too young to be creeped out, or we've done a good job of showing him what's natural in the world, so to speak), and he looked at all the decorations that she pointed out, and waved "bye" like the polite little Texan he is (no laughing from those who know better!). Oh, he was a purple-caped bat this year. He wore that cape well, and knew it, too. That's my little Leo ;)

In other, miscellaneous news, we lost one of our ewes (the friendlier one, too) to a predator last week. I guess Sombrea was concentrating on protecting Firefly (not that I am complaining--he's the higher priority), and wasn't available to drive the canines off. Last Sunday, DH and I sheared the remaining sheep, but were not able to get a really good pelt from any of them. DH bagged some of what might still be salvageable for, I don't know exactly what, carding practice, maybe? Our hens are still on laying strike, and I've no idea when the eggs will come back. They seem to have recovered from their molt, and I changed out their nest bedding, but am still seeing nada.

My main focus this month will be on my other blog; I'm participating in NaBloPoMo, but I will make an effort to check in here more often, even if it is a lot of memeage and lists.