December 8th, 2018

Surprising Saturday

I got to the pool this morning and briefly considered skipping the swim anyway. I just wasn't feeling it and my ear was clogged up already. It didn't need an hour of water added.

But, I already was there and had my suit on so I got in and kicked off and had one of the best swims I've had in a long time. And it wasn't just my imagination. I just went to the Garmin stats and, sure enough, I swam faster than usual both on pace and total time. So weird. But cool. I do think I'm going to skip tomorrow, though.

Then on to my new little cafe. It's so far away and seems even farther but the minute I walk in the door, it feels 100% totally worth the inconvenience. The food is interesting and different and good. And the ambiance is just perfect for Saturday morning breakfast. Plus last week, I saw on instagram that they have a window case of amazing pastries. Today I went up to get a good look and yep. They do. I came with a massive slice of almond bundt cake.

Then to the Dollar Store. Just a quickie this time to fill in for some items I forgot last week. Then on to Popeye's - lunch and dinner are in the house. Then a 3 item stop and QFC (grocer) and a slide through McDonald's drive thru for a peppermint mocha to get me home.

Just perfection.

Next up is changing the sheets on the bed. I would have changed them before I left for the pool but Zoey was sleeping in and I couldn't bring myself to make her get up. But, she's up now so I think I'll do that and then run a load through the laundry.

Then I think I'll trot up the street to the sewing store to see if they have any stretch machine needles. If they don't, I'll order some online but I'd rather buy from my neighbor.

The sewing room needs a tidy. And I have TV that needs watching and a sweater that is mid-knit. All is good here.


Not at all Man Bites Dog

So, I was in the elevator coming back upstairs. My neighbor was there with his not ever trained French Bull Dog. I had the smell of french fries on my fingers. He (the dog) was jumping all over me. And finally his never trimmed claws dragged across my hand...

Under this bandage there are four gouges. None are deep but two are nice wide little divots. It was just before the door opened on our floor when it happened so I was able to prevent the neighbor from seeing it and get inside here to grab some toilet paper before I made a mess.

I got antiseptic cream all over it and the bandage and the bleeding finally stopped. But, ugh! This is not going to heal quickly, I'm afraid.


The dog needs training and his nails clipped but he was just excited and shit happens. Had I not leaned down to let him sniff my hand, he would not have clawed it. Even bandaged up, I can move then hand just fine. Knit, sew, do whatever so it could be worse. But. Ouch!

I was coming back from meeting ljtourist. I thought he had left for Christmas but he had not! He was having a late lunch at the newly moved deli so we got in a nice visit. The sewing shop had my needles and my zipper. Oh and FedEx said that they were going to deliver the fleece I ordered on Monday, but they delivered it today!!

I got my hand ripped to shreds and still had an excellent day. Now, that's very cool.