On any given Sunday.

  1. dead :: ringer
  2. bangs :: hair
  3. future :: imperfect
  4. holistic :: medicine
  5. circumstance :: beyond our control
  6. past :: future
  7. fan :: girl
  8. happened :: one night
  9. room :: -ful
  10. awful :: -ness

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Last week was all gold and glorious.

Gold world

Today, guess what.

It's snowing.


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Last night I watched the Ozmandias episode of Breaking Bad, then finished reading The Night Circus. The book is my pick for tomorrow night's book club so I will have to lead the discussion; frankly, I don't know what the hell happened in the book. Between the awful violence of BB and the weirdness of the book, I had one doozy of an insecurity dream after I went to sleep. Took me awhile to figure out where all that insecurity came from (had to snuggle up next to Smokey for awhile), but once I did I felt better.

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No pie

Smokey baked another of those awesome blueberry pies Friday night. The only reason this one lasted longer than 24 hours was that we knew we should save some for Matthew, who wouldn't be here until Saturday afternoon. Let me tell you, that was a real test of self-discipline.

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Elder Son called yesterday from the Michigan-Indiana football game, which he was attending with friends. He said he had decided that, although football is his favorite game to watch, he prefers to watch it on TV. More comfortable, and cheaper food and drink close by. $6.50 for a hot dog at the game appalled him, poor guy. He was sounding quite rowdy, which is extremely unusual for him. Probably had done a bit of pre-game celebrating

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Sock afghan

I am currently on square 28 out of 35 in the red quadrant of the sock yarn afghan. I think I will take a break once I finish #35 because I have committed to several other smallish project before winter — another dog sweater for Ser Percival The Energetic, mittens for martinimade.com's mitten project, a possible hat and/or scarf and/or mittens for Ali, Andrew's friend. 

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Edited to add: I didn't think the snow was gonna stick.

Snow stick
Guess again.*

Lucy snow
* That is spearmint, a hardy perennial, being weighed down by snow. I plan to winter it over somewhere cold so I am not too worried about it getting snowed on. :: fingers crossed::

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0 Responses to On any given Sunday.

  1. Silvernfire says:

    I haven’t seen Breaking Bad. It sounds scary enough that I’ll probably just content myself with reading summaries of it. On the other hand, I loved The Night Circus. I got it from the library, but I’m thinking of getting myself a copy. (Google “night circus discussion questions.” Maybe you can just keep asking questions and your fellow readers can carry the weight of the discussion with awesome answers.)

  2. gayle says:

    We haven’t had snow yet, so you win. Or I win. How should that work, exactly?

  3. Vicki says:

    We had a sleet shower yesterday, but that’s as close as we’ve been to snow so far… thankfully!

  4. soxanne says:

    The red quadrant looks WONDERFUL!

  5. kmkat says:

    Thanks! Only 2 squares to go…
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