I had three cups of coffee between 8:00 pm and 9:00 pm in order to stay awake long enough to make Kris watch the Shining - which he had never seen. Now I'm totally wired and feel like going for a run. But it's 11:38 pm and people out in the streets this late in this city often meet with unfortunate incidents - so I'll blog instead.
My day today:
1. 7:30 am I was out raking leaves in the front yard. I filled two yard bags but it really doesn't look any different which is disheartening. I'm also sure that numerous lady bugs lost their lives in the chaos my rake created and I feel bad about that. Actually, at my walk during lunch on Friday I was walking around carelessly, then looked down, saw that I was in a swarm of ants and said out loud "Oh, ants!" then hopped over them. All the little living things in this world deserve a shot at a good life - who am I to squash their dreams? Anyway, I'm feeling a little less like a delinquent neighbour now that I've cleaned up a bit.
2. We took the dog to the Birkenstock store where she had an enormous cookie. We had actually finished our business but had to wait for her to finish eating her cookie before we could leave. She loves Broadway now. She was trying to get into every shop on the way back the car: "Cookie? Cookie? Will you give me a cookie?" She didn't get anymore cookies, though Kris and I were offered brownies by a stranger. I generally decline food offered by strangers, which has surprisingly happened to me several times over the years. The worst was the woman in the elevator at Carleton who pulled a cookie from her pocket then offered it to me. Really? Yes, really.
3. We took the dog to Sutherland Beach. We don't actually go down to the beach because the thought of our dog jumping in the river and being swept away by the current is too much to bear (bare? bear? I don't know, it's late). The trails at Sutherland Beach are like little half pipes and Griff loves to slalom. She runs up one side and now the other until she just can't run anymore. It kind of reminds me of the first time I ever experienced a hot tub. Penguin Park, 1987-9ish. My brother Jon and his friend John took me to the water slide park outside the city. Brother Jon was water sliding and friend John and I went in the hot tub - it wasn't lewd or anything. It was huge and there were tonnes of people. I didn't know hot tubs were for relaxing so I just swam around and around in circles. Only later when friend John noted to brother Jon that "your sister swam around in circles in the hot tub" and they both laughed did I realize my error.
4. I gave some boys our beer cans for their bottle drive to support their baseball team. I hate baseball. It's the worst.
5. We went to Don and Dorothy's for burgers on the deck. First of all, my dad knows how to make burgers. He ground up steaks in his meat grinder, which he insists is made from old Panzer parts, then put sauteed crimini (also a swear word - CRIMINI!) mushrooms in them. We had them with fried onions and feta and they were delicious. I ate the whole thing. I was surprised, Kris was not. Maybe my appetite is getting bigger, who knows. Then after dinner we watched a blue jay take a drink then a bath in D&D's birdbath. He at least drank the water first. Apparently, the robin's aren't that smart. THEN Griff chased a low-flying robin out of the yard. It's the closest she's ever come to catching a living thing - aside from the incident with the vol that no one wants to talk about. Dad was a bit miffed that she was chasing his birds so we went inside shortly thereafter.
6. We watched the Shining. I don't think Kris enjoyed it but he was a good sport about it. I love my husband for a lot of reasons - watching suspense thrillers with me even though he hates suspense thrillers is one of them.
7. Blogged. Now I'll crochet. Goodnight!
