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These little footies may wind up victims of Yarn Chicken, so I wanted to memorialize how cute they are right now. The yarn is a tweed, first of all.  The bdsbbxheels are so fun to work, and look how clean the body sides are.  Even if I do run out of yarn, I'm likely to keep just this piece because it delights me so. Yes, another cluster headache today.  Nothing more to say there, except that it's on the right side instead of yesterday's left.

Etymology

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 It's unclear why they're called "cluster" headaches when the pain can be identified with such precision.  It's an ice pick, or a kebab skewer sunk right into your skull.  I know "cluster" actually* describes that they come one right after another, relentlessly.   Yes, this has been my day. *probably 

Cute All Around

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Old-fashioned mail thrills me still.  A postcard, letter or card that's hand-written shows time taken and care.  Ergo,  choosing postage stamps is fun for me. These are fun, with pink highlights.  It's unlikely I'll use these, unless I get in a stamp bind.  Maybe frame them?  I'll order more to put to use. I have several of these that are cute as buttons. They are glazed, so super smooth, and they are tiny.   To use as planters, I'd be able to put maybe 2 seeds in each.  They're parked on the coffee table, and I kind of play with them.  They have holes in the bottom, or I'd use them to store beads.  

No Spiders. PROMISE.

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We'll start with Cute.   I told him to smile:   He went full pose. There's no reason for you to remember this, but some time ago there was a question about my big IKEA lion, Henrik.  I've decided to take him wherever I go.  I mean, look at his paws: Plus, he looks good in the Steelers hat. He seems displeased with either 1) wearing a hat, which covers his luxurious mane, or 2) it being a Steelers hat.  What can you do? Yesterday was Plant Day.  Several of the plants have new shoots, new leaves*, whatever the particular species does to reproduce.  That's all wonderful, and I'm proud, but now lots of bigger pots must be purchased.  Save a parking space for me, Lowe's. *  

If You Don't Like Spiders, Scroll On

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 Taking Tap out this morning, he noticed, and tried to play with, a spider at the door.  Very Buddhist of me, I picked it up with a baby wipe and took it outside with us.  Back inside, I Googled and found it was probably a grass spider.  Also on the picture identification chart, though, was Come on --- how cute is that?  Even the little head tilt!  This is a jumping spider, and jumping spiders are kind of amazing.  Look them up.  They can have blue and green eyes, not just black. They're polite.  They will wave hello.  They will raise their hand if they have a question. They can be curious.  Or maybe a little scared. But mainly they can jump. Like 50 times the length of their bodies.  With what have been described as "hydraulic" legs.  Amazing.

Did You Have This?

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 Was your guess of which of Miss Kim's vegetable seeds would sprout first. . . cabbage? If so you win! Look at those adorable little leaves.  There's no movement, no sign of movement in any of the other little pots.  I'm so excited about these little guys.  Nothing may ever come of them, but they are making me happy today.   

Perhaps You've Heard This Before

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Equine Alley has grown to the point that new prints have to switch out with currently framed ones.  Today, I tried to move one out and one in, and I could not imagine how I got the backing board in the frame.  It was in so tight that, once I managed to get a couple of fingers under it, it snapped back and caught my left middle and ring fingers underneath. I got the middle finger out first, but the ring one would not move.  I actually screamed, "I can't get it out!"   Rushing through my head was, "Am I gonna have to break this whole frame?" when my finger slid out.  I put it in ice immediately, which stung where the finger was caught.  Fortunately, that seems to have pre-cancelled a bruise. You can see the red marks,though, on both nails, and possible bruiselines on the other side. We'll see where we are in the morning.  The ring finger is throbbing even now.