As a child of the 80’s, my Mario experience was in the form of Donkey Kong, Mario Bros and Super Mario Bros. On Atari (I am indeed that old) we would play Donkey Kong for hours, hands cramping from that joystick. When we got a Nintendo, my sister would play for hours, turning Mario into a squirrel, rescuing Peach and…
or hat hair! This hat is not for me! I am waaaaaaaaay behind with my UFOs. Oh well; I guess that is what the merry land of March is for. Here is the hat for my friend Sheralyn. It’s made with Lion Brand Thick and Quick and I used an ‘N’ hook. It is a bit bigger than the other…
Last week my friend Angela invited me to her storyhour and she had a great program. Music, dancing and a few books. She even did a craft with her group (me, not so ambitious although we may make our own shaker eggs)**.Because I am a hater always looking for new ideas, I decided that I was going to give it…
I had to take the day off from work due to a shoe with a small heel, impatience, the incompetent health care system our country employs four hours in the Emergency Department and a fractured ankle (Mom, not me). Instead of being productive and tackling laundry beast or finishing work related stuff (my golly! is it almost March already?!?!) I…
…in which I mentally bitch slap myself.* So. After months of planning, weeks of antici….pation**, and of course, my pre-program freak-out, said program went kerplat! The signs were there; both AM storytimes went painfully smooth (exceptions: the infants all smelled like they were in dire need of diaper changes and one kid felt that I needed a hype man throughout…