More fun stuff

1. "Your eyes are not that young and flexible anymore. You HAVE to wear your glasses ALL THE TIME." - Thanks, Doc!

2. Being hissed at by a pissed off, fat raccoon sleeping in a niche above the BBQ when preparing it for dinner (the BBQ, not the raccoon). Uttering a shriek that sends your husband into a laughing fit and then sending him out to deal with the problem.

3. Getting up - no, sorry, racing up every night at least once to close the windows because we got skunked again, while my husband apparently sleeps happily through any of that. (He will testify that I can smell one molecule of skunk stink and rise out of REM sleep in a second.)

4. Watching the weather channel upping the Humidex every day a little bit more.

5. Beautiful gifted "Mountaincolors Bearfoot". (pic to follow)

Miss me?

1. Germany did not win the soccer world cup. Old news, but still true. I figure we are even with the Italians now, Germany having won the cup in Italy in 1990 and Italy having won this year in Germany. As the Germans have done way better than expected, I have no reason to complain about the 3rd place.

2. I suck at knitalongs. No matter how lovingly organized, I'm no good at it. I can live with that.

3. Feeling hot, hot, hot.

4. I got sucked into watching "Canadian Idol". Blame summer-TV and my weak mind. I am upset (as much as I can get upset about a reality show where teens and twens get to sing their sometimes questionable song choices - though my opinion seems to contradict the judges' every time it matters...) that Sarah L. got kicked off last night. Which, of course, makes me wonder about who votes for what reason. It can't be about the singing.

5. Italian leather sofa. It's sincerely cool.


Since the weather is not, I am afraid to stick to it when sitting down. Will work that one out.

Got the soccer fever yet?

Here it is easy to catch 'cause the other half is determined to watch as many games as possible live. We're on the third and last game today, it'll start again tomorrow morning at 9 a.m.

Good thing knitting and "watching" soccer goes well together.

Amazing

Something really amazing has happened. My husband was away on business and when he came back he brought me YARN. We must all understand that that means he went into a yarn store on his own and actually looked at yarn to buy for me. He must have picked it up and must have considered which colour I would like. And he scored. Sock yarn. Look:


Opal hand painted, enough for two pairs of socks. Me very happy. (I thanked him accordingly. Method of thanks won't be posted here. Use your imagination.)

Random Monday

It's hot here in Montreal. The Humidex is obnoxious. (Ey, what would we do if we could not complain about the weather?)

My chic strappy sandals gave me blisters. I still like 'em. I wonder though when I will be able to wear them again. (Knowing me I see a lot of band-aids in the near future.)



No, mine are not from Macy's. I got the cheap knock-off at the place where they keep telling me about BOGO (I have never in my life found myself tempted to buy more than one pair at once) and where I hate to go because the whole store smells like a new plastic container. What drives me there is pure despair. The only good thing is that they carry shoes up to size 12, which is pure bliss for someone who is wearing a size 11 in a city where women apparently stop growing their feet at a size 10.