September 27, 2008

  • Weekend List

    OK, so I may have had just over a week off work, but a weekend still feels a little different (and no, that’s not just because the Times was pushed through the letterbox this morning, which doesn’t happen any other morning).  A list, therefore, is required.

    • Brownies Accounts I have bought a coin counter.  Nearly gave myself a panic attack owing to lots of leftover coins.  Note to self.  15p in coppers looks rather more than it actually is.  Bonus points for contacting AON about insuring the contents of the cupboard, so the Good Captain at church can stop worrying about it.
    • Phone T’s Mummy, about T’s behaviour last week, and the fact that if T doesn’t pull her socks up, Brown Owl will be confiscating that Seconder’s Badge and giving it to someone else.  Seconders (i.e. the second-in-command in their Sixes – small groups that they work in) do not go bullying the smallest Brownies.  Not in my Pack.  So Nyah. wimped out, will speak to her face-to-face.
    • A/A Forms for Guides Overnighter (I’ve filled in two and a half copies, I need to do four.  All in Block Capitals).
    • Block Rosa Buy pins to block Rosa.
    • Photograph The Dishy Barrister’s Fiancée’s wedding present
    • Photograph The Dishy Barrister’s wedding present, when it gets to the first full set of colour repeats.
    • Thus, get The Dishy Barrister’s wedding present to the first full set of colour repeats. Got distracted by a mistake in the booties.  Re-did almost a whole bootie.  Suspect starting from scratch would have been quicker, but less satisfying.
    • Find out how long he wants his wedding present to be (please, not 6′ 4″)  I’ve asked.  Yet to receive a reply.   Oh.  4′.  V. achievable.
    • Teach The Extremely Tall Flatmate how to cook, as if he has ready-made Macaroni Cheese once more, I’ll go mad.  He protests that he likes it.  I think I am getting jealous.  There shall be wheat-free, low-dairy Macaroni cheese with breadcrumbs and bacon just like Mama used to make in my future.
    • Buy Halloween Masks and Self Hardening Clay for Brownies.
    • Finish Laundry
    • Put away sheets
    • Supermarket shop
    • Make booties for latest morris dancing baby

    I haven’t been to Brownies for a fortnight now, and I miss them.

    xxx

Comments (6)

  • Becoming a Seconder was my proudest moment.  Until I became a Sixer. 

  • @Katiefinger - Was hoping that something similar would happen with T: that being a Seconder would make her so proud that she’d behave a little.  Really.  I can’t have my smallest Brownies on the verge of tears each week. ~x~

  • I was a Girl Scout leader for 13 years, seeing my daughter all the way through the program from Daisy to Senior. Brownies was my favorite age group to work with. They’re proud of their uniforms – boy does that change overnight – they enjoy the meetings and they’re excited about outings. Once they hit Juniors it’s all about trying to be cool. Only one other of my Brownies besides my daughter went all the way through to Seniors. After a five year hiatus I was going to get another Brownie troop this fall, but I lost my job and signed on with a temp agency while sending out resumes, so I felt my situation was too unsettled to commit to leading a troop right now, but I do miss it. Will you advance with these girls or continue as a Brownie leader?

  • @saintvi - It works a little differently over here: you tend to pick an age group and stick with it.  I work with Brownies (7-10), and Guides (10-14), so I get to see them move through from Brownies to Guides.  I also look after Queen’s Guides in the County (they’re 16-26).  As for the girls?  Big mix in ages (they move up to Guides when they’re 10, but can wait until they’re 11) and backgrounds: from the one who sleeps in Mummy’s bed because there isn’t enough room for her to have her own bed, to the one whose parents own a big house in the same road as Alan Bennett’s house.  Those houses are worth about £2million.

    So, our difficult Seconder has been a Brownie for two years, but just doesn’t seem to have gotten a grip on the whole ethos, alas.  She used to be bullied, but now she’s the one who bullies, and she has no empathy, and just looks entirely blank at you.

    I am putting off phoning her Mother.

    ~x~

  • How can you have food that is wheat-free and has breadcrumbs?

    Rye breadcrumbs?

    I was just reading a thread on Ravelry by people with allergies complaining about stuff like telling someone they can’t eat wheat, and having that person respond “Well, only plain white bread for you!” I’m amazed at how few people are aware of what flour is made of.

    Or of things like telling me it’s OK to eat the French fries because they’re not fish, and then getting sick and finding out that the French fries were fried in the same oil along with the fish, and it’s making me sick.

    And I HATE asking “what’s in it?” and being told “Oh, I can’t tell you. It’s a secret recipe.” And then having them be offended because I won’t eat it because there’s a 99% chance it’ll make me sick.

    Well, I’m sure you have the same frustrations if you’re mentioning things like “low cheese” and “wheat-free.”

  • And they miss you dearly too.

    Did you succeed in teaching the ETF to cook? Or at least to make wheat-free, low-cheese macaroni cheese?

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