9.13.10

Raunt
Shrinky-dink shirts. What is with shirts: t-shirts, knit tops, blouses, etc. shrinking in length disproportionately to width? It's 2010, clothing designers. Wake up and change the cotton! For the love (as a niece sez), I need, and typically purchase, tops in the 24"-26" length (shoulder seam to hem). Over not-quite-a-year, they do the shrinky-dink to somewhere between 21"-23" long. Those few inches are vital to me, and to a lot of women (and men) I know. 3-6" of tummy area typically can't forgo adequate coverage. And g*d forbid you get 'the draft' affect ... feeling cool breezes in your belly button where no breezes have gone before (or well, it's been a while). Bad shirts. Bad. Hate shrinky-dink shirts! 


Rave
Teachers who assign self-portrait collages. While at a family gathering, I had the good luck to stumble upon a nephew's self-portrait collage that was drying in a very logical, but harrowing, place: the upstairs hallway (in the breeze of the bathroom's open window so it would dry faster). No damages to report from my feet so he won't have to use the ever-so-cheesy excuse, "My aunt stepped on my homework." tomorrow. You think you know a kid, and then you see, in fabulous advertising type, the word PANCAKE about 3 inches tall and you realize, "gee, I thought this was a cereal kid." Then, you see a big can of dog food, no fewer than four baseball players, and a bottle of Purex. You also realize that, wow! he's an animal lover (knew), baseball fanatic (knew), and he has parent-sympathy for having to do so much laundry (didn't know). RAVE! you learn from this collage and thus have a new-something to ask about the next time you see him so you're not relegated to the #1 most boring question: 'so, how's school going?'. Love that!