I’m going AWOL a bit. My dear computer is being sent for repairs because my screen has detached its retina, so to speak (thanks to my Dad for the lovely metaphor), with more than a little help from me.
In the meantime, I’m going to leave you with a little contest. Yes, I know my previous contest winners haven’t received their prizes yet, but there was a postal strike, and I’m feverishly preparing for all of the July birthdays, it’ll all go out by then end of the month.
The story is as follows: I have a pair of beloved Crocs that my mom gave me about 2.5 years ago, in sage green. They are incredibly comfy, and I use them a lot. Tal, who is totally spartan about shopping and will buy himself one pair of shoes about every 10 years, keeps borrowing my Crocs for garden work, taking out the trash, and the like, but has always been adamantly opposed to me buying him a pair of his own, not even cheap knockoffs.
Yesterday, I went out to the garden to clean up the porch so we could eat dinner there, and when I tried to put on my Crocs, I discovered to my immense surprise that they had shrunk. They don’t fit me any more. They should be perfect for Tal, BTW. So I notified him that he is now the proud owner of his very own pair of Crocs, and I no longer feel guilty about the yellow pair I bought myself as a birthday gift.
So, no real harm done, and since thinking about this contest I learned the real explanation for what happened, so everything is good. But just to make me feel loved and cared for, here’s the contest anyway: Explain what happened to my Crocs. It doesn’t have to be factual. If your explanation has any measure of creativity in it, you will be entered to draw some sock yarn hand-dyed by me. If you don’t know how to make socks, say so, and we’ll figure out how to get over it.
The contest will end abruptly as soon as I get my computer back, but that could be up to three weeks. Every entry counts, so the more theories you come up with, the higher your chance of winning.
I’ll be seeing you…