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Dec. 4th, 2012 01:21 pmSunday, Scott and I shopped while Cordelia was at a long birthday party. We got some candy for the stockings, a couple of small toys for Cordelia and her panda calendar. We had lunch at Bob Evans. I had a burger, and Scott had a chicken sandwich. We picked up a couple of dresses that I'd had made, one royal blue and one cherry red. That is a bit depressing because the seamstress is having trouble finding cloth (cotton interlock) these days. Her selection of colors is ever decreasing. She says it may come down to just black one day.
We spent a little time in Whole Foods, looking at caffeine free teas. Cordelia likes the idea of tea and keeps asking to have some when Scott and I do. She just doesn't like most teas and gets rapidly tired of the one tea she does like. We got red velvet chocolate tea and key lime hibiscus tea. When we tried them that night, Cordelia wasn't impressed with either. The key lime wasn't as sharp as I expected it to be. The red velvet chocolate was kind of okay, nothing special.
The librarian at Cordelia's school is sick. She has been for going on three weeks now and will be for several more weeks. (I have no idea what's wrong. Asking seemed none of my business.) This left the book fair in serious jeopardy.
Fortunately, the previous librarian, the one who worked at the school all the time Cordelia had been there before this year, is still in the same school district. She just moved to one of the high schools. The principal asked her if she could step in for one week and run the book sale, and she agreed.
Sunday evening, she sent out a limited call for volunteers, just people whose addresses she happened to have. She asked most urgently for help on Monday, help with setting up the fair and with helping some of the kids make their wishlists. Usually, I stay far away from set up and tear down so that I don't wear myself out or end up lifting something too heavy and hurting myself, but this year I knew there wouldn't be many other people to do it, so I showed up.
I worked about two and a half hours in the morning. That part was setting up displays, photocopying, cutting things apart, putting together flyers. There were two other women there, neither of whom stayed as long as I did. I went home for lunch. The librarian offered to pick up food for me, but I had no money, and she was going to Qdoba. I have to be extremely careful about what I get there due to not tolerating tomatoes and peppers.
In the afternoon, I helped with a class of kindergartners. They all wanted the expensive, showy stuff. There are a lot of really great looking (and much cheaper!) books further into the sale, but most of the kids never got that far. Once they were gone, the librarian and I redid about four tables to put tablecloths on them. About then, another woman showed up to help. She worked on the display board for teacher wishlists (there are pockets for each teacher that hold slips of paper with book titles and prices. Parents who want to can purchase those books and donate them to the classroom). I started in on labeling the last book in each stack. Those last books aren't supposed to be sold. The label on them lets the cashiers know that they have to fill out a form to order a copy for later delivery. I did that until I ran out of labels. Then I spent a while with the paper cutter. Then I labeled more books.
By the time I went home, I was aching all over. I spent most of the rest of the day sitting and trying to recover. Fortunately, the aches are gone today. I'm never sure how that's going to go, and I got lucky this time.
We spent a little time in Whole Foods, looking at caffeine free teas. Cordelia likes the idea of tea and keeps asking to have some when Scott and I do. She just doesn't like most teas and gets rapidly tired of the one tea she does like. We got red velvet chocolate tea and key lime hibiscus tea. When we tried them that night, Cordelia wasn't impressed with either. The key lime wasn't as sharp as I expected it to be. The red velvet chocolate was kind of okay, nothing special.
The librarian at Cordelia's school is sick. She has been for going on three weeks now and will be for several more weeks. (I have no idea what's wrong. Asking seemed none of my business.) This left the book fair in serious jeopardy.
Fortunately, the previous librarian, the one who worked at the school all the time Cordelia had been there before this year, is still in the same school district. She just moved to one of the high schools. The principal asked her if she could step in for one week and run the book sale, and she agreed.
Sunday evening, she sent out a limited call for volunteers, just people whose addresses she happened to have. She asked most urgently for help on Monday, help with setting up the fair and with helping some of the kids make their wishlists. Usually, I stay far away from set up and tear down so that I don't wear myself out or end up lifting something too heavy and hurting myself, but this year I knew there wouldn't be many other people to do it, so I showed up.
I worked about two and a half hours in the morning. That part was setting up displays, photocopying, cutting things apart, putting together flyers. There were two other women there, neither of whom stayed as long as I did. I went home for lunch. The librarian offered to pick up food for me, but I had no money, and she was going to Qdoba. I have to be extremely careful about what I get there due to not tolerating tomatoes and peppers.
In the afternoon, I helped with a class of kindergartners. They all wanted the expensive, showy stuff. There are a lot of really great looking (and much cheaper!) books further into the sale, but most of the kids never got that far. Once they were gone, the librarian and I redid about four tables to put tablecloths on them. About then, another woman showed up to help. She worked on the display board for teacher wishlists (there are pockets for each teacher that hold slips of paper with book titles and prices. Parents who want to can purchase those books and donate them to the classroom). I started in on labeling the last book in each stack. Those last books aren't supposed to be sold. The label on them lets the cashiers know that they have to fill out a form to order a copy for later delivery. I did that until I ran out of labels. Then I spent a while with the paper cutter. Then I labeled more books.
By the time I went home, I was aching all over. I spent most of the rest of the day sitting and trying to recover. Fortunately, the aches are gone today. I'm never sure how that's going to go, and I got lucky this time.
