time

the simple act of pressing a few buttons has given me more time in the day, to just be and do.

can you imagine what i’ve done? 

2 and 2

2 more days.

2 chickadees.

Equals 4 days of sun, sand and surf.

i still can’t wait. 

let's go to the ex....

…. aww babyyy…
it’s been a zillion and a half years since i last went to the ex… but i managed to easily talk the wiz into it last night… turns out he’s a bit of a madman on the midway, playing games, shooting guns, games of chance… you name it, and somehow we managed to become laden down with varying types of prizes… :-)

i wonder what one has to do to become a carney - and then i wonder if people who work the midway at fairs are still called carneys? or is it carnies? hrm.  there were zillions of them… and you could certainly tell who was good at drawing the public to their booth, and who wasn’t :-)

i’d like to say that they’ve come a long way in 20 years.  but they haven’t.

at the end of the tunnel...

normally, when one comes close to the end of the tunnel, there  is a faint hope of light.  i can see the light, but i’m simply not convinced that it’s not just a freight train… ;-)

however, being as optimistic as i am, i am still going to bet that it’s sunlight, and not CN.

3 and 3

3 days this week.
3 days next week.
then an outstandingly long weekend.
no noise, no troubles.
nothing to do but snooze in the sun and enjoy.

i can’t wait.
can yo utell?

a rapid by any other name...

… would simply not be the same.

the rapids at the wiz’s cottage are aptly named “white’s falls”…. aptly because of the shimmery, irridescent foaming torrent of death that you face when you make the monumentoud decision to “do the rapids”…

;-)

actually - it was quite safe :-P and that’s all i am going to say about that. 

and if it wasn’t for a chickadee strapped to my back like the wings of the flying monkeys of oz, i would have made it down the rapids without twisting my back in 11 places.  and i wouldn’t be sitting on the couch here now, grinding  robaxaxet platinum into my tea.

signs

on the don valley parkway, there are 2 kinds of signs; signs for roads that have exits are all in capital letters. Signs for roads that don’t have exits are in lower case letters. Except for york mills.  It gets an exit - but it’s still stuck with a lower case letter sign. unlucky york mills.

b-day

dominos

dom·i·no¹    ( P )  Pronunciation Key  (dm-n)
n. pl. dom·i·noes or dom·i·nos

1. 1. A small rectangular wood or plastic block, the face of which is divided into halves, each half being blank or marked by dots resembling those on dice.
   2. dominoes or dominos (used with a sing. or pl. verb) A game played with a set of these small blocks, generally 28 in number.
2. A country expected to react politically to events as predicted by the domino theory: “The dominos did indeed fall in Indochina” (Arthur M. Schlesinger, Jr.).

august will finally usher in a domino effect to the land of oz. think of indochina.

calm

like a rented mule...

… i am simply beat.
4 days of crawling into bed exhausted.

and truth be told - likely  one of the fastest, most exhilating weeks of my year.

pfft.
on the other hand, it could be just the heat… :-0

tomorrow to the farm.
photos to follow.

happy belated....

… to me

:-0