My goal for the cat blanket project is to turn out at least 50 every year. Late last week and more than 200 blankets into the project, it suddenly dawned on me I don’t have to knit them – because crocheting is way faster – and they don’t have to be rectangular or square.
This is an IQ test I both passed and flunked.
The blankets can be round, like cats, when cats are sleeping. This is proof that eventually I will have a great idea. Probably. Count on that!
The tourist season over, we returned to the bike paths at the Shore. We’ve been riding almost every day all summer and we’re fast, so it was fantastic when two geezers on fixies totally smoked us on the way back.
Even Topaz won’t argue the point.
This season, I’ve been concentrating on using my resources wisely. I make mistakes, like buying eggplants and finding myself too tired to fry and package them for winter. Ah well. This, however, it a success story. Yesterday, I made roasted vegetable ravioli and set aside a little cheese filling.
They volunteered and I thank them for it.
Last week, I discovered a volunteer zucchini plant where my summer squashes had withered and died. It was all very mysterious until the plant was suddenly covered with male blossoms. That is a problem you solve with cheese. Here, we see problem: solved.
Summer, like a bad boyfriend, departs without a word, but with the scent of lighter fluid.
Before he died, Grandpa mentioned he’d had an Aunt Leaf. She’s somehow missing from the family tree.
Poor Impulse Control 