I love my SBC

It's a good time, girls. I love book club.

Blueberries

Come one, come all. It's worth the trip for the blueberries. We picked this morning, and they are delicious-- best when eaten by the handful. I'll trade blueberries for apricots (extra good apricots) if anyone's got some. But only because we don't have good apricots up here. I want to make some syrup. mmmmm.

Lia Sophia

Well, I hosted a lia sophia party yesturday. If anyone wants to order something, you can still do it online at http://www.liasophia.com/jaimedidenhover. No tax in Oregon. :)

Ok, this is funny/embarrasing/awkward

Alright, so I went to one of those sales parties tonight. My friend Mary was hosting it. I felt a little weird/self-conscious because I just got my hair done (like, it's blond. This feels drastic.) plus I knew about half the people alright, and the other half I'd only seen around or never seen at all. I like to know people. Anyways, I sit by someone I kind-of know in the front row. And there's an empty seat beside me. To set the scene--I feel exposed, people.

So the saleswoman starts with an introduction thing. She wants everyone to say their name and then an adjective to describe Mary that starts with the first letter of their name. (I'm Claire, and Mary is cheerful.) I panic. I've always hated coming up with adjectives that start with R. I use the word always because this has happened to me many times! Why? I think in gradeschool the best I could come up with was Running Rachel. Not Joyful Jennifer, or Happy Hannah, or Lovely Lindsey. (Sidenote: Why does this ever happen in the first place? If you're going to ask me to describe someone, then I will gladly do it to the best of my ability. Why the limitiations of one letter? I cannot be stifled in this way. It is too much.)

So, I was only second in line, but what came out of my mouth....."Raucous." What the heck? Do you know what the definition is? (1)disagreeably harsh or strident. (2)boisterously disorderly. Haha! Mary is neither of these definitions. So then I say, "sort of." Oh man. That fixes everything!?!??! ahaha. I guess I must have been thinking she was boisterous. That's fine. I would feel a little weird if the best someone could come up with was boisterous, but I would not be insulted. (especially taking into account the limitations of one letter). But raucous=insulting. Hopefully no one knew what it meant. Right... ahhaha!

So as I was thinking this over after I got home, I decided to come up with some R adjectives just in case this happens again. It happened in 5th grade. It happened today. I will be prepared for the random day in 20 years... with ... Radiant. (1)radiating rays or reflecting beams of light b : vividly bright and shining : glowing
(2)marked by or expressive of love, confidence, or happiness (a radiant smile). I'm sorry Mary, I didn't mean it!

Violet's 1st Birthday!

Violet had a fun birthday party! She dug right in to her cake. Josie was excited about the Happy Birthday signs up and the singing, so we sung twice, I think. She also helped Violet open her presents and was a little confused. "Josie's helicopter." "No, that's Violet's helicopter." Anyway, it was fun. Violet's a sweet little thing. She absolutely loved the huge tiger my parents got her. She hugs it and kisses it and snuggles with it all the time. She's starting to walk! It's very fun. She's our little bear cub.

This happened Minutes Later

This is way worse than Violet's cut. I spanked her butt this time. In my defense, she did find and use a different pair of scissors. More to come... Violet's FIRST BIRTHDAY party! And our trip to Disney World! Yahoo!

I wouldn't pay money for it, if that's what you mean....

Josie cut Violet's hair. I left them upstairs alone to play while I started some beans for dinner. Josie got my sewing scissors (I have some despite the fact that I don't really sew.) The rest is history. I'm totally bummed. She took at least three swipes. They're right on the crown of her head and clear to the scalp in some places-- as if she didn't have a boy hair-do already (not that this exactly looks like a haircut). Violet doesn't seem to mind. She does look okay from the front.

sigh.

I guess this will be the feature topic when we look at her one-year-old photos that we have yet to take.

Southern Indian Male Person

I talked to a man from southern India today. He helped me get my wireless internet working. He told me his name, and I cannot pronounce or remember it. And although this is not an actual picture of him, the nice smile and kind nature depicted in this photo by getty images reflect the warm fuzzies I have toward this person. Thank you. Thank you for wireless internet kind sir.

Today

I'm wearing tights. It's fun. They are not blue. And my skirt is not that short.

Age appropriate

What should I do when I'm mistaken for a 17-year-old? Twice. I'm considering a minivan.