Thursday, March 22, 2012

Doofus in a Sweater

Cathy gave me handmedowns on the weekend, and on Monday I wore this sweater home .

And am still wearing it. I’ve washed and bathed and changed my other clothes every day, but this sweater keeps going back on.

I’ve also moved back into my “everything in its place” purse, pictured behind. It’s too heavy even when empty to carry far, but what I want can be found immediately. That’s the $100 purse that Gord still exaggerates about; in his mind, it was $400. I bought it for my 40th birthday; my first super-purse, worth any price. Now if only it was made of lightweight material instead of leather.(Perhaps I can place an order with Nance, the purse-sewing queen.)

Finally I am sorting through the old Wadena News pile and putting the Margo Centennial stuff into large envelopes to mail to Aunt Reta and a woman in Flin Flon who has been waiting since summer for copies.So many details to take care of; I swear it's neverending. Today I got as far as sweeping the hallway and kitchen floors. Woo hoo!

Happy Little Doggies

Happy little doggies wait for me to exit the driveway.

Scott says when he tried to go for a walk with them, thinking they’d enjoy it, he hadn’t gotten far before they turned back and went home, leaving him on the road. Strange, for beasts that are overjoyed at the mere idea of a pack outing.


These gargoyles with their strange barbie-doll embellishments will end up on the roof of a building in Edmonton.

11:02 a.m.
My former husband's brother is a collector of every kind of weird and wonderful "stuff" and when I was in Edmonton we stopped at his home, where he gave me a quick tour. The large gargoyles will replace small ones that are currently guarding the rooftops of his building.