![]() Yeah, I’m kind of slow about this kind of stuff.ĭozens of hours later, in the wee hours of the morning, I was ready. This also required a trip to the Geeks to get more help. Then I had to take about 300 photos and crop and edit them, then upload them to Shutterfly. (Thank you, thank you, Patrick and Tyler!) I should add that I have no plans to publish this story, but I would be annoyed if someone else did. The fee is $55 and it was damnably complicated and after several frustrating hours, I employed the services of a Best Buy Geek to finally get it uploaded on the site. The neighbor told me I must copyright it. The pleasant aura lasted until the next day when I mentioned to a neighbor that several people asked if they could share the story on-line. Then I was so pleased with myself I shared it with a few friends, including the creator of lamb and donkey, the multi-talented Alice Porembski. ![]() I went back to the store and swooped them up and banged out a story that afternoon. An hour later, the final piece of my plan fell in place: if I wrote a story and made it into a book and gave that with the donkey and the lamb, well then, the rules don’t apply because it is now considered a family heirloom, not toys. This whole minimalist thing is a very strange concept for me, but I try to respect their rules. They live in a very small house and try to limit their possessions. Except their parents are kind of strict about toys. It took about a day, but I finally found a justification: I could buy them and give them to my Menlo Park grandkids (who are three and one) for Christmas. Still, I couldn’t stop thinking about them. What next? Dolls in the china hutch? I mean, that’s okay for other people, but I just don’t go there. I couldn’t countenance the idea that I might be the kind of woman who would decorate her home with stuffed toys. ![]() Plus, the ambiance of the shop was such that I felt strongly about buying something-taste and talent should be rewarded, says I.īut I left. And then I was smitten by the equally adorable lamb. There was fabulous handmade jewelry as well as all manner of artsy stuff, but what I fell in love with was this little hand-knitted donkey. So, of course, I was there within an hour. What? A cute local shop that I had never heard of? I must be losing my plot. We were in a very public place, so I restrained myself and instead badgered her to tell me where she got it. I went to the AAUW home tour and at one of the homes I ran into an old friend with such a smashing necklace, I wanted to rip it off her neck.
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