Memorandum Monday

Well hello there sunny Monday: glad you could make it! It's work as usual here today, no holiday, but we're in a pretty good mood all the same.

What I was reading this weekend

In part I think that might be because we emerged unscathed from another "last" on Friday night. This was a big one: the last end of year Dance Show, after ten years of the same. Ten years of packing a bag every Friday afternoon and heading out to class: once the tiny girl in her first pair of jazz shoes, now she's a grown up beauty who still chooses dance class over partying on a Friday night. There was a "Leavers" dance on the programme, we knew it would be an emotional night. But we held it together, just. And now it's over.

Or maybe it's because we spent a satisfying afternoon in the fresh air, weeding Granny's garden yesterday. No firsts there; though I did wear my Practically Giving It Away shirt for the first time. 

I chose a linen shirt - £25 - (love a linen shirt) this week, took it to the till and it rang in at £2.75. £2.75! You can't buy a magazine for that! The girl said that it must be sale stock which had been put out on the floor by mistake. So I took it up and ran with it before she changed her mind. Because I hadn't been looking for shirts in the first place. I was shopping for what my Grandma would delicately have classed as "foundation garments". And I re-learned what in our hearts we've all known since Jackie magazine told us as teenagers: properly fitting foundation garments really do make life quite a bit better. (Side Story: I have two friends who, when we were students, worked in the lingerie department of a famous, fancy department store here. The tales they tell of the things the good ladies of our fine city thought appropriate to leave behind in the changing rooms would curl your hair.) So, no huge revelations this weekend (um, unless you count the size I was wearing when I went into the shop measured against the size I came out in). What did I learn? Well that, obviously, and that star shaped toes are really fast to do when you are on a sock knitting deadline. Because it's practically June and that means a new pattern. I'm thinking of one called "Dither", to mark our inability this year to come up with a holiday plan to suit everyone. We have booked nothing.

How about you? Did you do anything for the first time? Learn something you didn't know before? maybe it's time to make a memorandum. On Monday.

 Ruth, Helena, Eileen, Liz, Mitra, Mary-Lou, Karen, Deb, Jane, Krafty Karen, Ladkyis, Cheri, Susanne, Fiona , Maggie and Miriam did just that last week. Go on, give 'em a wave! And have a good week!