But this isn’t really an entry, entry. It’s just another show off of some of the things I’ve been doing lately.
The wimple, sometimes called a snood, is making a comeback. Pull it up to keep head and ears warm or wear it around your neck as a cowl.
Black with tones of gray fun fur, knitted in traveling vine stitch.
Multiple shades of blue and purple in a firmer fabric.
Leo finished the porch yesterday. Yes, I’m just as surprised as you are. Three weeks and it’s actually done. He did a great job on it. It’s solid, it’s never going to rot away…he used that new plastic building planks…it looks great. Ok, we need new steps but these are servicable and not a danger so I can live with them.
Of course, the back of the house that’s been rotting away for a long time and he’s been ‘working on’ for at least 5 years is still rotting away and he hasn’t even touched in about 18 months. And he has no idea why this irks me.
But…as he was congratulating himself and getting ready to take a shower he found that the floor behind the toilet no longer exists. Remember the plumber’s putty he used to ‘fix’ the leak in the toilet tank? Evidently it didn’t. He still had a container under the leak and was emptying it regularly but didn’t see the water that was seeping onto the floor, under the linoleum and rotting the floor.
We can’t afford to have somebody come in and do it for us so Leo’s going to do it himself. Of course I’m skeptical, but keeping my mouth shut. Well…until he says that he’ll either have to rent a portapotty or send me on vacation for about a month while he replaces the floor and the toilet. Yep, a month to do just those 2 things. Then I can come home but he can’t guarantee when we’ll have bathing facilities again. (Remember, we only have -1- bathroom).
Maybe if I headbang long enough and hard enough I’ll put myself in a coma and not have to worry about no shower for the next year or 16.
Missed making an every day for a week by one day. I really did try. I guess I could blame it on the store I’m setting up for a client or work I need to do for the union or that my front porch no longer exists and the first step out the door is a doozy but none of those really matter. I just couldn’t think of anything to say and there were no sparks at the Daily Meme that were interesting enough to use.
Which means I now have something to post about. Go figure.
In all this time (actually only 3 days) I’ve also managed to finish Stephen King’s new book; Under the Dome. Another whopper. Big, thick book with a lot of action. A very visual book. I kept thinking that even a bad film maker couldn’t fuck this one up as a movie. And then I got to the end of the book.
It was like sticking the biggest, baddest firecracker you could get your hands on and shoving it into a can that would blow into a million little bits, lighting the fuse…and getting a wet fart instead of a kaboom. Sort of like Marvin the Martian; “it didn’t go boom. It was supposed to go boom”.
The end felt like an afterthought, like it had been tacked on just to make a deadline, not to actually finish the story. I’m still really disappointed. Because it was a really good story up to the last 30 or 35 pages.
I wish I had waited and borrowed it from the library instead of buying it.