We had a rather uneventful Sunday, which was completely normal and in fact most welcome. Because Rhode Island seems to be in the middle of its own little monsoon season we didn’t go to the flea market, but we did go to Bickford’s for breakfast after I’d dyed and dried my hair. I skipped breakfast and moved right on to lunch and had a chicken sandwich while Eddie ate some sort of cholesterol-laden plateful of eggs and fried meat. We went to Mom’s for the weekly wings and football. We watched a couple of decent games, and made fun of a few sucky teams, generally annoying Brian.

I’d brought my bag of monkey stuff with me - a skein of black yarn, a few needles, some black embroidery floss, and a card with 3 silver, floral buttons. Shortly after I sat down and put in the first few stitches in the geisha’s hair, in walked my sister, who decided to come over for wings, football, and dinner. Somehow I managed to lose the buttons under the couch and ended up crawling on the floor to retrieve them. Danielle attempted to get me to go get my hair cut with her tomorrow, but I think if anyone goes near it this week it will just fall out while screaming “we give up! we can’t take anymore!” I managed to get the geisha’s hair on, although it’s technically not your normal geisha updo (the yard was too unwieldy), but more like these, just longer in the back. Her eyes were the topic of much conversation, such as my mother asking if they were going to be slanted, and Danielle asking if they’d be “chinky”. What my family lacks in tact, we make up for in being amusement for others. There’s only a few more details to be touched up on (sewing the mouth and tail on, small hair stuff, clipping stray threads and sewing up the obi so it doesn’t randomly untie itself and fall off), and then she should be ready to send out this week. Tomorrow I’ll get more pictures of her, since if I do it now she’ll look really yellow because of the lighting in here.

And now I’m going to take a shower, since being in a roomful of smokers all day has made my head stuffed up solid. Not fun. And then i’m going to try to finish my book.