SP and SSK and My God, the Rain
It’s been forever since I have written so had best do something about it. Haven’t exactly been idle, despite what The Husband thinks.
I single-handedly resolved the mistaken corporate identity case. I think. I spent weeks on the telephone, calling on every government office I could think of. Finally tracked down the process server, who admitted that it was their problem, explaining:
The State sent the information to us, with your corporation listed as the defendent. We don’t check most of the service, as it costs us 40 cents for each cross-check.
Forty cents?!? Damn, it cost me a heckuva lot more than forty cents to fix the problem. Long-distance telephone calls, typing notes as I spoke with each party; faxing the entire service of process to just about anyone who wanted to see it; making copies of the process in case of future need; looking up my representatives and calling them, and typing, typing, typing synopses of every action taken, every call made, every person with whom I spoke, and dern near every word stated. Also ringing my attorney for help, which I did the day the service of process arrived. He, lovely fellow, stated that I could not handle this myself, that it is required that an attorney file a special form with the State Department.
Then I received his bill. The charges thus:
Incoming fax (yes, I had to fax each page plus the pages of information I’d already typed in effort to prove I’m not the defendent) for which he charged normal billing
Letter to plaintiff’s attorney.
The bill came to over $100.00 for that letter. No special form. No evidence of contact with the State Department to file that special form. Just one stupid letter to the plaintiff’s attorney, with whom I’d already spoken.
I had already sent the original paperwork back to the process server, along with a request for a writing demonstrating that the wrong party had been served. Which arrived the same day as the attorney’s bill.
Ouch.
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Now for cool stuff.I received the second package from my upstream SP in the One Skein SP round. What a treat! Just look:
Ewe_spinster had the tin neatly done up, with a tag reading “Felted Bowl Kit”. Also in my package are a wonderful hand-written note, naturally a cat is featured with a remarkably true statement about cats. And look at these note cards! See? She’s a knitter! Too, too fine. I cut & pasted the note card to put it all into one spot. Clearly I am unable to match colours or take a level picture. (Yes, I blanked out my name, just to keep folks guessing. I love Photoshop). Look at this loveliness. My SP really paid attention to the questionnaire-green Lite Lopi-if I could be any colour, I’d be green. And, because of that questionnaire, ewe_spinster included a rainbow’s worth of bright bits of roving, since I’d stated my inattention to broader use of colours. Lookee here, at the bottom: a felting needle! I can tuck the roving in here and about with impunity!!!
Thank you, ewe_spinster! You are a dream SP!
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It rained a few days ago.
How cool is that? Or, how is that cool?
Well. It wasn’t your average summer storm. It rained-hard-for a few hours. And somehow more rain struck our part of the planet in those few hours than we’d get in a particularly rainy week.
The news reports varied a bit from one town to the next, but I gather we got about one average swatch of rain. 4 inches, or 10 cm. That’s about the middle of the reported rainfall amount.
I was ignorant of the amount of rain coming down when I began taking pictures. Many were taken from inside. It was too wet to breathe without gills out there.
We have a severely arched bridge in the front yard. It’s a decorative thing, although large enough to walk across you need climbing skills to get up one side and a rope to rappel down the other side. There’s rarely a trickle of water in that crease in our yard. We need a fair rainfall or a pile of melting snow to have a creek. So I was tickled to see a wide creek running.It was amusing to watch the creek in the rain.
I found that most of the plants were holding steady in the flood, and happened on a handful of nice ripe strawberries next the campanula when I ventured out later.
My eyes followed the creek. I knew we had a deal of rain when I saw this:
The tree had become an island.
Of course I had an appointment about an hour’s drive away. I set out a half hour early in case of bad roads. Twice traffic was diverted due to floods or accidents. I decided to take a smaller road. After fording a few flooded spots, I came to this:
Now I know how deep the dip in the road is, and knew that it was too deep to drive. I snapped a picture before backing into a drive to turn around. As I did so, a snappy black Acura roared right into it! I’m happy to state that not only did his car stop dead then turn sidewise, but the kid in the picture laughed and took pictures of the stalled Acura! (The car seen driving away on the other side had come out of a driveway right over there).
By the time I left my appointment the rain had stopped. There were no horrid highway problems coming back, except for the rush hour traffic.
I put on my wellies and went for a walk, a stroll, a wade through the swampy mess the yard had become. The water was deep but not as high as my boots. It had a healthy current so I had to use some care moving about in it. Our yard no longer has a creek, but the pond is still fuller than I’ve ever seen it. Most waterways in the region are still full. We had a rain the other day. The ground is still so saturated that rain merely coats the surface.
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We enjoyed a fine turnout for SSK! last week. Rothane and tashagurl from the Knittyboard came. I took a picture of tashagurl as promised, but it was a bad picture and I think she’d not be at all pleased if I published it. She’s a stately lady-tall and slender and a lovely person to knit with. Precious Child and Nina were there, and two young ladies, Allison and Carolyn, who live in town. I wasn’t certain that either Allison or Carolyn liked the idea of their pictures adorning the blog so I left hem out. It was great having them with us. Carolyn is working lace-and she’s goooooooooood at lace! I hope to be as accomplished with lace knitting some day. I didn’t get much knitting done, it was just too fun talking and forgetting what the heck I was supposed to be doing with the WIP anyway. Rothane is a fount of knowledge and experience in a number of interesting things. Not just knitting! She’s done a lot over the years, and still manages to look like a young chick for all she’s learned. I love Rothane’s socks. She’s an incredible sock knitting machine, and they’re all gorgeous. I don’t even remember what everyone worked on, I don’t remember just what topics we covered in those few short hours. Guess that makes it a perfect meeting, huh?
