Yet more good things

The morning wasn't the greatest. Georgia had her first round of vaccinations. Needles hurt. I almost cried when she screamed. I handed her the mouse and her soother and she calmed down reasonably quickly. She was kind of fussy all afternoon though. I didn't get anything done around the house as a result, but I was okay with that. They gave her a dose of Tylenol before her shots and I gave her another one before dinner just to make sure she didn't get feverish and to help the fussiness, but since that second dose she's been perfectly fine.

Last night I picked my husband up slightly early from work and we hit the Greek fast food place near his office for dinner. *Yum* spanikopita. I adore Greek fast food. I could probably eat it every day. And unlike evil North American fast food, I could probably do it guilt-free. Chicken souvlaki on a pita with a side salad is a zillion times better for you than hamburger and fries.

After dinner we raced off to see Heather Dale's concert. William arrived ridiculously early (as is his way) and had saved us seats. Wonderfully, they were off to the side so I could easily get up and pace around or sneak out of the theater entirely if Georgia made so much as a squeak. And she did have her noisy moments, though everyone at the end commented on how quiet and well behaved she was. Quiet my ass, I was just good and quick at slipping out when she did start to wail uncontrollably. Which I guess is okay for the other audience members too, just kinda crap for me. The mosquitoes were bad at the beginning of the night too, so I gave in and applied bug spray, but only to my hair and pants, nothing on my skin where I might absorb it or near where I had Georgia in her Moby Wrap tied to me. This meant I had to wear a sweatshirt to protect my arms from the airborne assault, which was a little toasty in the 80+ degree heat, but just fine when the cold front rolled in and Jason was shivering. And of course we had to shower before going to bed, even though we were very tired, because we were super-smelly.

The concert was good, and a nice test-run to see if Georgia is okay at these kinds of social affairs. I think we will make an attempt to see The Hip next week, with me out on the patio where it is a little more quiet. Assuming the bouncers let her in of course.

Having an odd lunch today. This is what happens when you're eating up leftovers...

Tortilla, fajita steak, cheese, tomatoes, so far so good. Then bunch of canned mushrooms left over from last week's pizza. Not sure how that will go, so let's see... hmmm, not as bad as I worried. Grilled peppers and onions would have been better (but we ate them all), but mushrooms and steak work okay together so it wasn't a complete loss. Here's an interesting discovery though... fajita=good, lemon Italian soda=good. fajita+lemon Italian soda=bug spray?!?! Seriously?!?! That was an unpleasant taste sensation.

This week just keeps getting better

Just got my PeaPod baby tent from Amazon. Almost bopped myself in the nose when opening it (it really is explosive and scary when you undo that safety band) but didn't, so that's cool.

I love this thing. I would have loved to have had this thing when I was little. And I am very much looking forward to using it for both its intended purpose (place to put the baby where there are no mosquitoes when we're at SCA events) and as a play-place in my daughter's room (which was why it was purchased in the stylish green that matches her nursery).

I've just had so much high-quality retail therapy this week!

The wonders of the internet

I was wandering around YouTube and marveling at the number of hits on my pick up inkle weaving video (which I can't stand listening to because the sound of my own voice being played back to me is weird). I've had 7,449 views since I posted it a year and a half ago!When it was first posted someone was quick to give it a measly 3-star rating, which I was a bit insulted at, but c'est la vie and people are entitled to their own opinions. It sat there with that rating for about a year. In the last few months I've gained a few more ratings and it's now quite respectable, but only 10 ratings out of over 7,000 hits - amazing. Of course I rarely rate videos I've viewed, so it's about right. though I have to wonder about 3-star dude. I generally only rate things when I love them (5) or when they are insulting/offensive/seriously crappy (1). I just don't get motivated by "meh" responses.

Today I found a new feature... you can look at user-data for any videos you've posted. The vast majority of my viewers are from the US, but I also get a reasonable number of views from other places all over the world. Here's a list of countries where at least one person has viewed my video in the last month:

United States
Canada
Argentina
Columbia
Brazil
Peru
Ecuador
Chile
Uruguay
South Africa
Morocco
Egypt
Algeria
India
Pakistan
Taiwan
Thailand
Japan
Philippines
Indonesia
Malaysia
Indonesia
Georgia :)
Saudi Arabia
Israel
Australia

In Europe it's easier to list the places where I've never had a hit: Belarus and Albania. The others have had at least one in the almost 2 years it's been up. I seem to be most popular in the UK, Russia, France, Italy, Germany and Sweden.

Amazing to see how far my voice has gone, and I only wish I'd been able to go too.

70% of my audience is female. Not surprising really. 40% of my audience is 45-54, 30% 55-64, 13% 35-44 and 5% is over 65. That means more than 3/4 of my audience is older than me. A bit surprising, but then it is a rather retiree-crafty thing. I wonder where they get the age stats, and would it be skewed by the fact that many computers are shared and all users of that computer would not be the same age? I suspect most computer owners are over 30, while many of the users may be their children.

The final funny observation... those pieces were strung up within a week of that video being posted... they are both still on the looms and not completed. I think the red and yellow one hasn't had a single line woven since the video. It's complicated to weave and I can't help but feel I have better things to do. The blue one is about half-way done, but I just didn't like how it was going, so it's hard to motivate myself to finish it.