I just passed through Zellers looking for some new underwear for my five-year old son. Is it just me, or does anyone else have a problem with glow-in-the-dark underwear? The selection was vast for I-kid-you-not briefs with glowing emblems on the front. Who on god's green earth would want their son's genitals exposed for a lengthy amount of time to such a substance? It's things like these that make me want to renounce civilization and go live in a cabin in the woods.
I'll never be ready for winter emotionally or psychologically. But I did buy some new winter boots last week. Last year's Sorels disappointed so I went for Merrells. My feet love Merrells. Never had a bad pair. Well, actually I had a pair of Merrell hiking boots that were so stiff I was never able to break them in. Here are those new puppies, B.S. - before snow, salt and stains. I hope they live up to my expectations. This city is hard on winter clothing. Last year's obscene amount of snow and near 6-month duration wore out more than my patience. Boy oh boy by April I was really, really tired of wearing the same old coat, and I had only bought it new in November. Tonight as I watched an enormous flock of geese honking and heading south, I felt as ready as I will ever be to face what's coming. I just need enough time to get the bar-b in the garage, the sun umbrella stored and my attitude transplanted.
Riley and I found this at a garage sale this weekend. A nice little art table. When we got it home (and I had bleached the bejeezus out of it) he got all his stock and set himself up. It was so sweet to see, he didn't expect me to do it for him. I realized how he is growing up just as he should be. And he spent good part of the day painting, drawing. It was the first thing he did when he got up this morning too. I was going to get him a small easel to put in what-is-quickly-becoming-my-new-art-studio but this is way better.
Is this plumber's butt or what?! One of my favorite pair of jeans has betrayed me. I've been wearing them for a year and I finally wore them out. Shapeless, unflattering, plumber's butt jeans. I will give them a proper send off later today. Thank you, jeans. You've seen me through a year of ups and downs but now you are doing me more harm than good. Namaste. This was not the easiest photo to take, BTW.
I never thought I would say something like I think it's a good idea to put a foreign substance up my nose but...
I've been sick for a week. First it was bone-tired-dog-sick kind of sick for two days. Then the congestion set in. I got desperate when I lost my sense of taste. So off I trotted to get my first neti pot. I had read a blog spot a few weeks ago which showed a video from YouTube demonstrating how this works. And I didn't find it as funny as the original blogger but it did make me wonder why would anyone? It was a bit of a gag-fest the first try but holy cow did it clean me out! I felt smarter without all that *uh* stuff clogging up my faculties. My second shot at it was witnessed by my five-year old son. And it grossed him out. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwww!", he said as he ran from the room. I managed to gross out a five-year old! Now only three days into this I'm sold. It's kind of fitting that my first post here would involve bodily functions.