Way less mail at the early pickup. I was half-fuming on the drive over and while standing in line. And then the clerk handed me a bundle about the size I am used to, and I asked him to thank our new mail dude for taking it easy, because “he almost killed me yesterday.”
While there, I mailed off my friend’s scarf to the wilds of Missouri. She says they are starting to feel the slightest chill in the air, so my timing is good.
Our office is doing something really cool for the holidays. We have set a goal to contribute four cans a week, per person, to the North Texas Food Bank in time for Thanksgiving. We are hoping they will need a Mack truck to haul everything away. I’m going to grab some cans from my pantry and take them in today, to contribute next week. [I am driving in for the doll meet-up; Brother Sushi tells me that the dance has been canceled.] A little guerrilla gifting never hurt anyone!
In the spirit of giving, are you an organ donor? I read two editorials in the Dallas Morning News while at lunch yesterday, only one of which I could find online.
Some of you knew my friend Brother Stilts. He died in an auto accident two years ago next month, and he was an organ donor, as generous in death as he had been in life: two people got corneas, a burn victim got new skin, and I know there were others whom he blessed.
If you live in Texas, it’s now easy to sign up to donate your innards when you no longer need them. [Girls, you don’t need to worry about somebody having to ask your permission when I kick. I’m in the registry. It’s automatic.]
If you’re in Texas, click on the link and then click on “Sign Me Up Today”. Takes maybe two minutes. If you don’t live in Texas, click here and follow the links to your home state.
My friend LadyZen is doing a fundraiser for the American Heart Association on the 15th. I’ll post that information tomorrow, because you are probably thinking enough of the doing-unto-others, where is the knitting?
I am now down to one project on the needles. Inconceivable!
- Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!