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Opal and I went to the market this morning. She wanted to bring her new blanket with her, as she had yesterday morning, and I rejected this idea (yesterday, I told her she could take it in a backpack, but not take the whole thing out). There was great wailing and gnashing of teeth, which subsided, but then she found one of the scraps. I'd been planning to back it with something and call it a scarf, but instead, I carried it to the serger, folded it in half, serged 2.5 edges, turned it rightside out, and draped it around her neck (leaving the hole unstitched, yes). Poof! Purple fuzzy scarf, lack of further argument.

After the market, we went to coffee, and then to the bookstore, and then out to lunch, after which we ran into friends, but I cruelly refused to go do an art project right then. Instead, we went home and watched wholesome public television. Well, no, not really. Yes, I brought up the PBS video site, and Opal picked out a video about animals. A special about black mambas. On the whole, this is probably more wholesome than the last PBS video we watched, a podcast episode about a scientist who studies the mating habits of redback spiders. Not only do the females eat the males, the males facilitate the process. Opal loves both the black mambas and the spiders, and the spider mating videos are not at all sexy. No, they zoom right in on the female piercing the male's abdomen with her fangs and sucking his juices out. I did have to reassure her that black mambas are not found in California.

Then we went to Bujinkan, came back, and found jewelry and put on our dresses and went to dinner. Opal insisted on wearing leggings under her dress "in case my underpants show when I curtsy". The dress is floor length, with a full skirt. You could get a curtsy extraordinarily wrong without showing your underpants. In fact, getting your underpants to show without actually standing on your head is something of a challenge. Pictures were taken and I will eventually provide one.

Read to and by Opal: The Adventures of Sydney Penguin, which is actually two books, and we finished the Emily Eyefinger book we'd been reading. She read at least 3 paperbacks at the bookstore, and The Castaway twice.

The Running Book Count: 425 + 180 (last year 1170 + 121)