Playford Aftermath, Part 2

Tonight was our last Swarthmore class of the semester. I'm so proud of my gang this year - lots of good dancing and the promise of more in the future. A whole bunch came to the Playford ball, including a few who started dancing this semester. Here we all are (Photo: Leonard Lu):

This is a photo of current students, alums, and assorted hangers-on, of which I am one. Guilt by association I suppose...

Rachel Winslow sent me the picture below last night.

This one shows my dress from the back in full length. While the whole dress is great, and oh so purple, it's really the back that makes it. You can clearly see the silver ribbon trim, but not any of the 78 little ribbon roses around the neckline and hem. (Yes, 78. Ronnie, my dressmaker extrordinaire counted).

What's next, now that the ball is over:

-Holiday card-making
-Holiday shopping
-The inevitable dance program writing
-Chanukah party prep!!!

I love the prospect of having some time to do all of the above, and maybe even solve my (lack of) heating problem, and do some house stuff.

Let me know if you want to come play!

Sneezle-ing...

Well, it was a week:

• I put an offer on a house, haggled a bit over it, and spent emormous amounts of time on the phone talking about it.


• I taught two Swarthmore classes, and one workshop for work.


• I started making valentines.


• I saw some good friends in Reading.


• I watched two DVDs - the first on the DVD player I bought in March 2007!


• I saw two more houses - nothing to write home about.


• I finished shredding the last of my ancient documents, much to the delight of my upstairs neighbor.


• I put my craft and other magazine clippings in binders - I'm already out of space in the rubberstamping binder.


• I washed a lot of dishes.


• I made waffles.


• I didn't sleep enough.


• I caught a cold.

George is still at me to buy the Durham Street house. My realtor still thinks it would be a great investment. I still want it, but still worry. And there's nothing new on the market this week (It IS only Tuesday), and with this, my hope wavers.

In other news, I have a whole new raft of library book to keep me off the streets!

Send hope and tissues.

This is me: