Ian has a friend over and they decided to play Scrabble. This alone is amazing. They are in the middle of the big game and the "under-the-bed cat" strolls in and lies down in the middle of the game. He wreaked a little havoc and then sauntered back off to look for dust bunnies.
We ate dinner with the neighbors the other day. One of them said a word that I had never heard, some type of Native American word. I asked her how you spelled it. Her husband laughed at me and said, "you really like words, don't you." I really, really, really like words. I forget how weird and nerdy it is. I feel that math nerds are taken more seriously than word nerds.
I got over my library book scoobiness for the most part and have checked out tons of books. I have forgotten to write them down. Now, I can tell you the plot, but not the author and title. I didn't write down Idaho and now can't remember it - very frustrating. I just finished "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" by Jonathatn Safran Foer. It took me longer to read than usual and I put it down a couple of times to rest from the story, but it was extremely and incredibly beautiful. The book held many love stories.
I have been making steady progress on a tumbling blocks quilt. It is going together amazingly well. I have trouble with precision, but this quilt is really working. The quilt is challenge for me, because the pattern looks different from every angle. I will post a picture soon.