I have lost my voice. I still have this lingering cough thing going on. Today, at my four year son's preschool, we were working on estimation. The kids were guessing the number of seeds inside a pumpkin. It was a little pumpkin, about 7-8 inches in diameter. The kids' guesses were pretty cute. Most of kids made guess like one or two or five. Well, I got to open up the pumpkin and count all the seeds with the kids. After about one hundred seeds counted the kids all wandered away. But I was a woman possessed. I had to keep counting. I could not believe the number of seeds in the pumpkin. At first I thought 200, then 400. I counted on. I could feel more throat getting more sore as I pushed one. 500, 600. SEVEN HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN.715 *@&!$&^* pumpkin seeds inside that one stinking pumpkin!
Then at Purlygirls tonight I could feel that I was straining my voice trying to talk above the music. By the time I got home--early--my voice was completely gone.
I brought my Rogue sleeve with me to work on but forgot to bring more yarn. I knit most of the leg of my first sock though.
Coolest thing that happened today.: On my way to drop my 1st grader off at school I saw one of these on a fence.
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Keep in mind that I live in middle of a city. The closest I come to nature sightings are raccoons, opossums and rats. Well, yeah, and bald eagles. Seattle is really cool.
