Do illiterate men read romances?
Jul. 6th, 2019 08:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisy1. About one-thirty on Friday afternoon I hit send on the year-end reports, and that was that. Hell week over.
2. Today I read this headline —
Mark Beethoven's 250th birthday
— and I was bewildered. Baffled. Befuddled. And then I realised that "mark" was a verb and not, like, Ludwig's lesser known cousin.
3. Today Next Door's son, Ben, came round to fix our windowsill. I mean, not on a whim. The windowsill was perishing and Ben is a builder, so it was all planned. Anyway, because the living room windows were open, Alistair had to be shut out in his garden enclosure and he was Unhappy about that. He sat at his window and mewed. He sat at the door and mewed. He sat in the potted bay tree and looked sad. He came back to the window and mewed some more.
4. And now that Ben has gone and the living room windows are closed and Alistair's window is open... he is asleep outside under the potted bay tree. Sleep finally overtook indignation.
5. Last night I took him for his bedtime walk and all he wanted to do was sit on the footpath in front of the house and stare at the house opposite Joan Next Door's. Which I wasn't thrilled about because (a) it was cold and (b) it is generally agreed that the residents of that particular house are a bit dodgy (the police were there a few weeks ago). I couldn't see the attraction, until I realised that there were three half-grown kittens playing under, over, around the car parked out the front of the house. I don't know if he wanted to play with them or chase them, but he was so cross that I wouldn't let him.
6. Someone recommended these little sock things for doing yoga, so I bought them. They're good, but....they're called toe gloves. I never thought I'd own something with such a stupid name.
7. An actual news event: a local site, Budj Bim, about an hour from the City by the Sea, has just been added to the World Heritage List, for its aquaculture and dwellings dating back 6,600 years. So that's nice.
8. No knitting photo this week. I've been too exhausted to knit. Back to normal next week.
2. Today I read this headline —
Mark Beethoven's 250th birthday
— and I was bewildered. Baffled. Befuddled. And then I realised that "mark" was a verb and not, like, Ludwig's lesser known cousin.
3. Today Next Door's son, Ben, came round to fix our windowsill. I mean, not on a whim. The windowsill was perishing and Ben is a builder, so it was all planned. Anyway, because the living room windows were open, Alistair had to be shut out in his garden enclosure and he was Unhappy about that. He sat at his window and mewed. He sat at the door and mewed. He sat in the potted bay tree and looked sad. He came back to the window and mewed some more.
4. And now that Ben has gone and the living room windows are closed and Alistair's window is open... he is asleep outside under the potted bay tree. Sleep finally overtook indignation.
5. Last night I took him for his bedtime walk and all he wanted to do was sit on the footpath in front of the house and stare at the house opposite Joan Next Door's. Which I wasn't thrilled about because (a) it was cold and (b) it is generally agreed that the residents of that particular house are a bit dodgy (the police were there a few weeks ago). I couldn't see the attraction, until I realised that there were three half-grown kittens playing under, over, around the car parked out the front of the house. I don't know if he wanted to play with them or chase them, but he was so cross that I wouldn't let him.
6. Someone recommended these little sock things for doing yoga, so I bought them. They're good, but....they're called toe gloves. I never thought I'd own something with such a stupid name.
7. An actual news event: a local site, Budj Bim, about an hour from the City by the Sea, has just been added to the World Heritage List, for its aquaculture and dwellings dating back 6,600 years. So that's nice.
8. No knitting photo this week. I've been too exhausted to knit. Back to normal next week.