...the nerdy, geeky knitter in me got excited
by learning how to make an icord.
Way. cool.
...I am wondering how a cat (or cats)
managed to fish a small piece of forgotten toasted baguette
out of the bottom of the toaster.
...and I am thinking that Mr Boozle had wisdom earlier in turning the power to the toaster off
when he saw the toast,
purely because he knew what the cats would do.
(And I'm thinking that, at the going rate, an electrical appliance may well be their downfall)
purely because he knew what the cats would do.
(And I'm thinking that, at the going rate, an electrical appliance may well be their downfall)
...I decreed that my male offspring
henceforth be known as Erky and Perky
Is that wrong?
It's just that they just seem to have so much in common.
It's just that they just seem to have so much in common.
...I signed up our princess for The World's Strictest Parents.
As you can see, the intervention didn't work
so there is no choice if she wants to keep living in this house.
...In spite of some solid gusts last night,
the lemons numbered 1 to 23 are still hanging in there.
It is a tad poor timing that Mr Boozle decided today that it was time to prune the lemon tree
for the first time in 3 years.
Needless to say, he nearly got a pair of secateurs
up an orifice.
4 comments:
Thanks for the laugh!
Good thing your cats have nine lives.
Oooh... you're my knitting hero!!
(I'm determined to get to grips with socks this weekend.... icord is a mere pipe-dream at this point)
You crack me up Tas!
Post a Comment