Fun for today
Today there was a family at work with a woman, her older daughter, that daughter's two kids, and another daughter (so, a teenage aunt). The four-year-old boy was autistic, but very high functioning. He was AWESOME. He was wearing khaki shorts, a blue button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and a blue/silver striped tie (he picks out his own clothes, apparently, according to his grandmother). The kicker? He was also wearing a pleather Zorro-style mask. Completely fantastic. He was wearing his mother's ring, his aunt's ring, and one of our mood rings, all of which were "power rings." He kept shrinking Amy and me, or making us large, or making us invisible. Amy told him her magic elixir (read: Nalgene bottle full of water) made her immune, and even used it to return me to normal size after multiple shrinkings in a row. Anyway, the kid was soooo smart, and so cute, and just great. I loved how the family related to him, it was wonderful to see. The baby (7 months old) was a giant. Seven months old and already outgrowing 18-month clothing (my niece is 14 months old, and is still in 12-month clothing, with no signs of outgrowing it anytime soon). He was just ROUND. He kept sticking out his tongue to feel his teeth. His SIX teeth. Anyway, that family was great.
Tonight was the opening for the Egyptian exhibit. I think we might have cooler stuff in the shop than we do in the exhibit, but that's okay, we do have awfully cool stuff in the shop. Vera got costumes for us all for this exhibit. Gold pleated Isis wing capes for all of us (full-length) with dowels so we could swirl them around or unfold them around us, beaded collars or coin necklaces to wear over them, various awesome headdresses, hip scarves or coin belts, awesome bracelets (including those coin bracelets which cover your hand and attach to a ring), coin anklets, and big, gaudy earrings. We were NOT subtle. Dr. Chapman called us his "harem," and most people were rather confused that we were just working there and not performing. It was really fun. :) The food was all Greek, which I guess is about as close as they could get to "Egyptian," but it was delicious, and served to remind me that when I was seven years old, I decided that if I ever had to pick a last meal, spanakopita would be it.
I'm tired now, but not sure I can go to sleep. I might just head to bed and watch Bones until I fall asleep. I am supposed to help Tyler pack tomorrow, and potentially help him move on Sunday. I can use the exercise, but I can't currently even fathom that much exercise. I have so much of my own stuff I need to get done, but his situation is far more urgent than mine. Mine can wait. His technically can, too, but mine can wait more comfortably.
Tonight was the opening for the Egyptian exhibit. I think we might have cooler stuff in the shop than we do in the exhibit, but that's okay, we do have awfully cool stuff in the shop. Vera got costumes for us all for this exhibit. Gold pleated Isis wing capes for all of us (full-length) with dowels so we could swirl them around or unfold them around us, beaded collars or coin necklaces to wear over them, various awesome headdresses, hip scarves or coin belts, awesome bracelets (including those coin bracelets which cover your hand and attach to a ring), coin anklets, and big, gaudy earrings. We were NOT subtle. Dr. Chapman called us his "harem," and most people were rather confused that we were just working there and not performing. It was really fun. :) The food was all Greek, which I guess is about as close as they could get to "Egyptian," but it was delicious, and served to remind me that when I was seven years old, I decided that if I ever had to pick a last meal, spanakopita would be it.
I'm tired now, but not sure I can go to sleep. I might just head to bed and watch Bones until I fall asleep. I am supposed to help Tyler pack tomorrow, and potentially help him move on Sunday. I can use the exercise, but I can't currently even fathom that much exercise. I have so much of my own stuff I need to get done, but his situation is far more urgent than mine. Mine can wait. His technically can, too, but mine can wait more comfortably.