i bought this floor mat from ten thousand villages. it was made in vietnam, from plastic packing material. it'll be right in front of the door where the curtain i'm knitting will go. it'll steal thunder, sure, but again, we're a little chez pee-wee in our decor around here.
note that flannery is on the mat. in front of the front door. why? because tim called on the phone to ask me if he could pick flannery up around eight o'clock this evening. mind you, he made this call at three-thirty in the afternoon. and it wasn't on a speakerphone or anything. and flannery not only heard it, but - even lacking a part of her brain that can process syntax - UNDERSTOOD every word of it - except, of course, the "eight o'clock" part. so she's waiting at the door, and i guarantee, she will be, until tim rings the bell.