(no subject)

Had a decent weekend, considering how tired I was from the heat Friday and Saturday. Got to spend quality time with both of my guys, and snuggle with the cats, and generally be lazy and rest. And I got caught up on sleep. Life is good.

By worked half a day yesterday, finishing a piece for Robyn. We settled down when he got home, with books and cats, and he slept until after 4, when the sun started coming in that window, then he moved to the bed, and slept another 2 hours. I just slept. And we were still in bed by midnight.

Some of the last batch of plants I brought home are starting to settle in. The yarrow hasn't yet, but the wormwood is (except for the one the damn rabbits keep digging up), and the potentilla isn't wilting anymore. I really need to pull weeds, just haven't had the energy lately.

NPR news just shifted to as-it-happens coverage of the shuttle launch. We were listening to the news at work last year, during the landing and the explosion. Lady watch them and keep them safe this time.

The UnSock Report

( The UnSock Report )

I'm sure this is a sign of something....

I'd not been able to find my box of stitch markers for some time. Some time = a couple of weeks. Which is odd, because the box is one of my decorated (and therefore distinctive) Altoids tins, and because it's something I usually keep close track of, I use those too often. But it was gone.

Well, I was talking with T on the phone last night, bitching about not being able to find it, and how I had to dig out beads and tools and make more, because I needed them. And he says, you know, I think I saw that recently. I'd just deputised him to search his place, in case I'd left it there, when he tells me to check the bathroom counter. And sure 'nuff, there it was, in plain sight.

Guess I need two of them to keep track of me :)