Today was inventory at work. As in past years, I went in this morning having no idea what time I'd get off. I remember one year we started at 5:30 AM and didn't finish until 9:00 PM. Lately, however, they've made some changes in the process, and I got sent home just after 11:00 AM.
I opened the windows and was enjoying the fall-like atmosphere for a while, but then it got too hot. I had to close the windows and turn the A/C back on. It's supposed to cool off a bit more with highs in the 70s and 80s for the next week. Still no rain in sight, though. It's been so dry that the dust on the road where I walk the dogs seems like it's two inches deep.
But I digress...I was sitting there watching DVDs and knitting, when I heard the Brown Truck of Happiness pull into the yard. I looked out the window, and sure enough, it was him. I was wondering a bit, because I hadn't ordered anything. He gave me an envelope, and inside was this:
And then, I knew what was going on. See, the Dallas Cowboys Pro Shop is having a special. Order any jersey and you get a free 50th anniversary patch. I really wanted one, too, seeing as how I've been a Cowboy fan since before I could even remember. I was going to order a Dez jersey anyway, and the patch offer just gave me the impetus I needed.
Well, I received the jersey last Friday, and was so excited about getting it, that I didn't even notice that the patch hadn't been included. It was Sunday before I realized, "Hey, wait a minute. Something is missing here." I still had the box (yes, I have a strange fascination with cardboard boxes), so I went and checked it. No patch. I carefully looked through all the packing material, and no patch. I lifted up the bottom flaps of the box, and still no patch. So, like any red blooded, hard working American, I e-mailed customer service. The never responded, so I e-mailed them again. Now, they must have sent the patch right after they got my first e-mail, but since I never heard back from them, I didn't know. I still haven't gotten any sort of response, which I think is pretty poor service. Oh, I'm glad they sent the patch, but it would have been nice if they'd at least acknowledged my e-mail.
In the meantime, I've been working on charity scarf #2.
It is self striping, and is turning out to be rather pretty. I'm making this one a bit skinnier than the last one, so it'll be longer. Speaking of...
It's not really charity, but one of the blogs I used to read before I got kicked off Ravelry --something for which I still have not received a satisfactory explanation-- Adventures in Paradise, has got a cool project going. The blog is authored by a mother and a daughter. The daughter is an officer in the Navy, and she wants to give hand knit hats and care packages to all the sailors on her ship. The information can be found in this post. I do so want to participate, but she wants washable wool. I dug through my stash and just don't have any washable worsted weight wool. (How's that for alliteration?) So, you know what that means?
I'm off tomorrow, but I'll probably not go until Saturday. I need to take Rylea to the vet. It's time for her annual vaccinations, and I'm also going to ask about her weight. Even though I have her on weight management dog food and we walk every day that the weather permits, she just keeps getting fatter and fatter.
Sigh, kind of like me...