a wonderful sprawling yard sale across the street from my friend sarah's house. she called me early to say, "you need to get over here". i was covered with thread, as is so often the case. but i disregarded that, as i do equally often, grabbed some cash and told tom i was leaving. i parked in front of sarah's house. the sun was harsh and there were several people milling around while i rummaged through stacks of books and old magazines, art supplies, fabric....it was an ambitious sale. i heard little voices chirping around me. the sun was harsh and i didn't look to see who was there. but at some point the little blond heads and excited voices recognized me. and it was really so lovely. there were literal shrieks and swarming and bouncing around me 'annette, it's annette. annette is here. annette'. such an excited little swarming mass of girls, and one confused neighbor boy, so happy to see me. i was really quite taken aback. the sale was wonderful. i came home with a lovely pile of goodies. and we went across the street to sarah's afterwards for a fashion show of barbie clothes they had fashioned from the scraps of fabric they took home from the studio the other day. and a tour of their rooms. a lovely lovely morning.....but the few moments of rockstar popularity will make me smile all week.