My hands have numerous small slashes and cuts in the skin from various encounters with sharp edges in the past few days. Dry skin is more susceptible to paper cuts, hands not protected with gloves suffer when they handle wood, and trying to open the back of a watch to change its battery with a small kitchen knife is not the smartest move. I shall remember these things as I now move into daily hand lotion mode.

Yesterday I loaded tables, table covers, trays and tubs of jewelry, and boxes of supplies into my Prius and headed west to the annual post-Thanksgiving craft fair held at a high school about 20 miles away from here. I didn't have to leave before dawn which pleased me, but I still encountered very little traffic on the roads. That made me wonder if I had the right day, so I was pleased to see a banner in one of the small towns that verified that the date was correct. I was still situated in the back building, something I'll try to remedy next year, but for a change that location didn't seem as much of a handicap. Usually people browse in the first building and spend their dollars there, and if they make it to the second building, it's just for curiosity's sake. Most years the time after noon is more or less dead, too, so we vendors shop among ourselves and that's not necessarily a good way to make money. This year, though, there was a pretty steady stream of customers starting about 15 minutes after the doors opened, and although there were lots of lookers - as this year of tighter finances has produced - there were still some buyers, too. Surprisingly, I sold 2 of the 4 watches I'd brought with me, and I probably could've sold a few more if I'd brought the watch faces to work on. A few eyeglasses holder necklaces sold (good useful product at a very inexpensive price) as did a small assortment of earrings, bracelets and necklaces. I surpassed my $100-in-sales threshhold by enough to call this fair a success.

For the young woman and her daughter who were set up to my right, this was only their second craft fair, so she asked for advice and to stay in touch with me to gain information about getting into area fairs. The eight year old girl is quite precocious, hawking her crocheted bracelets, mouse pins made of yarn, and paper bag puppets to anyone who passed their table. She'll make quite the entrepreneur. I expect to see them at other fairs in the next year.

My husband spent the day visiting his brother and sister who live west of here. They were both instrumental in his upbringing since he's so much younger than they are, and he feels a protectiveness of them that's endearing. We each have siblings whose lives are less stable or easy than ours are, and I think that makes us value our own circumstances even more. "There but for fortune..." as the saying goes. He came home happy from his contact with them, and that pleased me. I'm always mindful of leaving my spouse behind on craft fair days (no, he'd never dream of being tied down to an artsy place where he might get bored if he committed to helping me set up and then sitting with me at one of them) but this time he'd found something fulfilling to do, not always easy for him once he has to put the lawn tractor away for the winter!

This new large-screen tv is taking a little getting used to, partly because not all programming is digital yet so the images can look grainy and odd, and partly because the handbook with the remote isn't very clear in its explanations. I suspect it's trying to be sort of universal in its instructions and, as a result, it works well for no one. Most of the instructions seem to be for people who are not using a cable box which is something we do use, so filtering through the information and deciphering the terminology is a challenge. Once in a while some Note is actually wrong, too, so this will take a bit of trial and error to get it all working smoothly.

Bad weather is heading our way, from the west and from the south. I always fear when the forecasters predict "snow, sleet, freezing rain, rain, and a mixture" because that means we're usually in for the worst of it. Backed up against two mountains and about 150 feet higher in elevation than the towns around us, we get hit harder than most of them do. That messy mix is what they're saying is on its way, so the potential exists for a delayed opening in the morning. I wonder if our newly re-hung cable line will remain in place, the cable company will maintain its signal, and the automated alert call make its way through if we are on delay. I guess I'll know in about 16 hours!

Black Friday

Thanksgiving is over, and for once I can look back to say it was a really nice one. Ten of us gathered, noshed, caught up on our lives, tried to play my copy of "Alice's Restaurant Massacree" (a tradition) and feasted on the usual turkey dinner and pies. Sis3 brought her "new boyfriend" ... her puppy Wally, a super cute poodle/terrier mix, and he was very well behaved. My niece and her SO were here and they make such a sweet couple. I hope this is the Christmas when they become engaged. My husband's bachelor brother drove over from VT and stayed to hunt with him this morning, something they enjoy but don't often get to do together. Sis2 and her husband drove up and chauffeured Mom here, bless them. It's out of their way, but Sis2 wants to make the detour to keep the matriarch in the mix. Mom was subdued and mellow compared with years past. I thought she was going to stir up trouble when she voiced puzzlement at why Sis3 had named the pup Wally, and there was an exchange of comments, but several of us redirected the conversation to forestall any hard feelings. The last hour or so Mom slouched in my computer chair wrapped in a throw and looking very much like my grandfather did when he was apparently dozing but listening to everything and waiting to say something that would make someone cringe. That never happened here, probably because the conversations were moving too quickly. The gathering ended with people happily filling their Tupperware with leftovers to take with them, and my husband taking a break from the pots and pans washing. He's so much help cleaning up the aftermath that I'm fine with him limiting his pre-dinner chores to vacuuming, mopping the kitchen, and peeling the potatoes. I'm thankful that we all had a good day.

Today began during the dark hours before dawn as I made my way to a nearby WalMart. My goal was a particular large screen tv, but the store's allotment was gone in the first 10 minutes so I settled for another brand. I stayed long enough to pick up three things on my list and two things that weren't, both Christmas presents. The trip was fairly productive, but I doubt that I'll do Black Friday in the wee hours again. People were pushy and cold, shoving overflowing carts straight ahead and anything or anyone in their way be damned. I'll have to want something reeeeeeally badly to put myself through that again the day after Thanksgiving's glow.

In order to accommodate the new tv, our big Christmas gift to ourselves, we had to empty and move the entertainment center out of the living room and into a space in the den, and then empty and move the cabinet I've been using to hold my all-in-one printer and paper cutter from the dining room. Then we had to try to figure out how to set up the new tv. It did take a while but at least we can see our cable shows on the BIG SCREEN. I'll figure out some of the other features soon. For now I'm happy to have the furniture moved, the tv set up and giving us about double the size and much better quality picture than we've been watching for years.

I have a craft fair tomorrow morning. To my delight, I discovered that I can fit the tables and my boxes and bags and trays of jewelry and supplies into my Prius once I put the back seats down and I take out the bar with the cargo cover in it. Amazing! Now I won't have to impose upon my husband to borrow his Ford Explorer, and I'll get better gas mileage to boot. All I need now is to make some money at this craft fair, and then I'll be a very happy camper.

Thanksgiving

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving in these parts, so we'll be hosting most of my family and my husband's brother for a total of 10 at the table(s). Dinner for us is turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, peas, onions, squash, cranberry jelly, pickles, breads, and an assortment of pies.

I'm thankful for the bounty in my life, not only possessions but my dear friends. May you have a happy Thanksgiving, too!

Barcelona Red Metallic

Yes, indeed, I have my Prius! I'm getting used to its funky dashboard and controls, and its silence when it's not in motion but it's on. So far I'm getting over 42 miles per gallon...wooo hoo! I may have a chance to see how it does in snow tomorrow since some bad weather is on its way overnight. I will post a photo or two when I have a moment of daylight to take some.

The Last Night

Many people know me as Camry in several online chat places, and that won't change, but tonight (November 20) is the last night that my Toyota Camry will rest in the garage under my house. Tomorrow she'll be traded in for a brand new 2009 Toyota Prius. At least that's the plan. I haven't yet had the phone call confirming the final details about the Simonize interior and exterior finish, and that makes me a little uneasy, but it'll all work out somehow. When I do finally bring my Prius home, I'll post a picture of it here.

Thanksgiving is coming soon and my family seems to be unsettled over the holiday. Mom called yesterday to ask if it was Thanksgiving yet and would Sis2 be coming to pick her up. Since she'd called about an hour after I'd left for school, I called her back when I came home to find her confused message, and it sounded as though she'd forgotten she called. She explained to me again that she'd be glad to bring something but since her stroke (I don't know that anyone's determined that she's had one), she doesn't dare drive so she has to take the trolley that the retirement community provides to get to the store and back. (I'm relieved that she understands and accepts the fact that her driving days are over. I haven't asked if she's sold her van, not wanting to be the intermediary in that kind of process.) Of course I asked her to bring nothing but herself when she's chauffeured here by Sis2 and her husband.

Sis3 is also stressing about life in general and probably about spending time with Mom, Sis3 being sober for more than two months but living alone (except for her adorable puppy), on changing meds for depression, and on disability income that doesn't quite cover her bills. She always volunteers to make the pies and did this year too about a month ago, but recently she's asked that we not depend on her because of her mood swings, and I suspect her financial situation makes the purchase of ingredients to be a challenge. I've been thinking of checking with her to see if the new meds are working better for her, and if she'd make the pies with my ingredients so she'd have some part in the holiday that's very useful, but that would be 'depending on her' again so I haven't mentioned it. These first weeks and months beyond rehab are delicate times, and I depend on her daughter to guide my interactions with her.

Sis in law Ann is enduring her the holidays without her husband for the first time. She misses him terribly, and we all miss him too, but friends in VT and her college friends have invited her to spend weeks with them as she goes through this transition. Today she started her long and circuitous journey to visit family in the northeast and then to head southwest, eventually landing in Tucson for the winter. This is new territory for her, always having had her husband with whom to share the plans and realities, but most days she does well. This first year will be the worst, but it'll get better.

My husband's bachelor brother couldn't commit himself to coming here for the holiday when he was invited a week or so ago. I guess he's waiting for a more local invitation from one of the sisters so he doesn't have to drive too far. (This is the brother who's lived so frugally all his life that he didn't have to cash paychecks from his employer for months at a time, and who probably has enough cash stored in coffee cans to pay for several lavish trips around the world.) Me? I ordered a 22 pound bird to feed whoever shows up with lots of leftovers for them to take home and plenty for my spouse and me too. I've picked up the standard cranberry jelly, potatoes, frozen veggies, pickles, stuffing bread, potatoes, and festive tablecloths over the past month, so it's a matter of picking up the bird and a fresh apple pie next Wednesday, setting up the tables, thawing the pies that were bought locally and frozen, and preparing The Dip for our pre-dinner pleasure. I'll stuff that bird and slip it into the oven early on Thursday, and I'll enjoy the aroma all morning. I love hosting Thanksgiving!

Dangerous places

Through a colleague, I was introduced to the discount stores online. Through a friend in Vermont, I was introduced to QVC and HSN, shopping channels on cable television that also have sites online. Until very recently, those were dangerous places for me. It's WAY too easy to see something delectable, to check my bank balance, and to click that "purchase" button.

Granted, I've made some good purchases, things that I haven't been able to find locally, but now that it's November, I've had to pull my hand away from the mouse to prevent that fatal click. After all, Christmas is coming and I need to put the desired items on my list for Santa. If the past is any indication, Santa will lose the list, but putting a moratorium on pampering myself isn't a bad thing..for now.

I write this, knowing that I placed my last online order two nights ago. I dipped into my PayPal account to purchase three gorgeous silk scarves from India. My husband made me do it: he saw me admiring them on the computer screen, and he urged me to buy them. I think his ulterior motive is that he'll offer to pay for them when they arrive and call them Christmas presents because he likes to get me what I really want, but he's not a very discriminating shopper. A red plastic wallet is the same as a red leather wallet, for example, and the pretty, fuzzy slippers? Any size will fit. His heart is in the right place, but his attention to detail is packed up neatly in some long forgotten place. So if I mention that I received some lovely silk scarves for Christmas, you can recall this post and smile.

My student teacher is doing well in the smaller classes, but the larger afternoon classes, and the less focused kids are still giving her some difficulty. That's true for all of us, but she wants to try different techniques to see if any of them will work at least somewhat, and for that I commend her. She'd naturally let some of the kids babble during writing time, she admits, and she'd be looser on due dates and times, but she sees how those don't work for most kids in these classes. The next two weeks should be her best with, for her, a full class load.

We'll have between 8 and 10 here for Thanksgiving, and I'll know exactly how many when we're about to sit down to dinner. One relative on each side can't commit to attendance here, so we'll be open to them being here with us or not.

Good New$

Lately I've been whining quite a bit, so it's time to share a little good news. This weekend's NH Made Open Doors event that kicked off the holiday season was a success. Advertisement in both NH and MA helped to bring people from in- and out-of-state to visit the many small NH businesses My woodworking friend Joe, the bakery gal Garlyn, and I each had tables at her bakery, and there was a steady stream of visitors both Saturday and Sunday until noon. After that one couple, neighbors of Garlyn's out for a walk, stopped by, so we closed up a few minutes early, not feeling at all like we'd missed out on any traffic. Even with the purchase of a half price sweatshirt and a handmade wooden trivet/standing basket, I managed to come out comfortably ahead by the end of our event. It was nice to have funds to deposit in my rapidly diminishing business checking account. Fees for table space aren't high at the craft fairs I choose, but when they're added together, they form a noteworthy chunk of expense, second only to the purchase of materials. I hope these next weeks are as successful for me as this past weekend was.