There is a general sense of pissiness here in Middle Earth. Spring is taking her sweet time getting here. We have no reason or right to complain. We have no snow on the ground. We have ok temperatures. So, there is no rhyme or reason for this general pissiness. I just reread that and I used reason twice. Give her a “C” for mediocre writing skills. I’m feeling rather pissy about the weather myself, but it’s extremely hard to justify. I want to get out in the yard and work, but it is a tad difficult when the temps are in the 20’s and the wind is blowing like mad. Oh, sure, we have no snow and the cold and wind is merely an excuse, but I’m a weiny remember? I admire you Yanks who can endure the 9 months of winter, 1 month of spring, 1 month of summer and 1 month of fall. I salute you!
I still don’t have the Size 4 60″ lace circular needles required for PurplePi. I should have them this week. Whilst I am wating for them, I have been crocheting on the Infinity Wrap. Slowly, but steadily moving along. That, and my evening 10 minutes of spinning and things are rolling merrily along. Not speedily, but enjoyably.
I’ll have to tell you my idiotic story because it is so me. I realized on Sunday that my driver’s license had expired on my birthday. The state of Missouri are a bunch of cheap-asses, so I didn’t get any notice, so I’m almost 30 days past. Well, now that terrorism is such a big issue, to renew your license here in Middle Earth you must present your Social Security card, a birth certificate and a bill with your current address. Being smug and clever, I knew I had the birth certificate, but was unsure about the Social Security card, so I went hunting for them. I found my Social Security card immediately. That should have been a warning for me. But, noooooooooo, I’m not that smart. I kept looking and looking and after an hour and a half, had the uncomfortable realization that I didn’t have my birth certificate. I thought I did. I was positive I did. But I didn’t. Dammit. So, because the internet makes all things possible, if not a particularly good idea, I ordered a copy of my birth certificate. I had to pay almost $40 for something that should be mine for nothing, but I’ll try to let that go and breath deeply and serenly and not get infuriated because it is so wrong. Somebody is making a profit on our births and abilities to lose our important documents. OK. They’re making a profit on my ability to lose my important documents. Now, I can’t go get my license renewed until I get the certificate. I just hope I don’t have to retake the test. I don’t have a good feeling about that at all.
And, since the camera batteries are charged, but darkness prevails, and I am pictureless, let’s have some Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels with “See Jenny Ride”
Have a good one!!