The Landlord
Every culture has a samosa, fried dough on the outside and savory stuffing on the inside....what is Canada's samosa?
April is almost over and I haven't had a chance to do my victories and gratitudes for the month. For awhile I couldn't come up with anything, but once I got started, it was easy. So, here goes....Life's Little Victories:
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Today was my sixth day with the Americans and I pulled out my first mean trick. I woke them up at 6:53AM and begged for breakfast. Those two are so lazy. They said something about it being the weekend. Whatever, I don't care. So, the lady let me out into the yard to do my morning business. Then I pulled my trick! I ran around the side of the house and cried and whined at the back door. But she was waiting and shivering in her nightie at the front door! Bwha ha ha! She couldn't tell where my whines were coming from. By the time she figured it out she had to swing around the side of the house and let me in the back. Hee hee, she was all puffy and confused-looking. Maybe tomorrow morning I will knock over the garbage can!"
Every since college I have had a thing for dry erase boards.
I can not walk by a dry erase board and not leave behind a doodle. I might draw a tiny bird if I am pressed for time or stay up late just so I can finish off a cartoon dog. I can only draw silly copies of other people's work, but I get a great big kick out of it : ) !
Monsieur Doodle is a copy of a mustachioed gentleman I saw on a Canadian Tire coupon. I think my guy is cuter!
Look close at the world around you.... you might find inspiration in the mundane.
"Today was my first day with the Americans. It wasn't what I expected. I thought they would feed me burgers and cokes, but all I got was water and dog food. But they are pretty lazy. The Americans are immune to my begging face. I tried my best full-on beggar eyes but the lady put me out in the yard. I'll try again tomorrow. Only 17 days until Jean comes home!"
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Earlier this week the Vancouver Canucks won a quadruple overtime game against the Dallas Stars.
Have you ever had a conversation with someone who was raving about their favorite baseball team/handbag designer/gourmet chocolate and heard them claim that their love was deeply embedded in their DNA?
I'd like you to meet Stanley. She is the first sweater I have ever knit and she is so cool and awesome that she deserves a man-name like Stanley.
I named her after the Stanley Cup, because a sweater is the Stanley Cup of knitting. You can read technical details about her creation here.
I have been away from my blog because as I came close to finishing this sweater it was hard for me to put it down. It was like a tinderbox on fire!
Lessons that Stanley has taught me: