I don't think I'm going to top the title "Thank God for Paranoid, pill-hoarding delusions" for quite a while. I'm very proud of myself. I spent hours online today and didn't buy a thing. I considered some stuff but I'm going to think about it.
I've got a birthday coming up in a little over 2 months. If I still want the things I saw, and I haven't bought them for myself, then I'll either email to family or give Ron a floppy disk with the item, price, description, * rating (*** I really want this, for instance, or maybe *if you want to surprise me), and 800 number. He calls the number, tells them what he (I) wants and has it shipped. I get a pre-wrapped box on the doorstep. I use my imagination. Everyone else sees a brown UPS or US Mail box; I see a beautifully wrapped gift.
I'm having so much fun with the spinning I'll probably get myself another Nordic Spindle from Paradise on my next pay period (the half ounce one). You cannot beat Paradise for customer service. I mentioned, jokingly, in my "comments" (while placing last night's order), that the only problem I had was keeping my cat out of the Corriedale wool roving. Travis emailed me, on the 4th of July, with a great suggestion (put the roving in a drawstring fabric bag) and some links (to very fancy bags I can't afford, but I appricate the thought). Wow. Here we go: htpp://www.paradisefibers.net They get 5 stars from me. I'll probably "wish list" some different rovings (the stuff that ends up as yarn) and give Ron the phone number, then he can select one or two and surprise me.
Ron just found some Saturn missle firecrackers. Off I go to blow something up.
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