Wednesday, September 05, 2012
All Kinds of Stuff
Oh hell - call it what it is: filler.
After our movie the other day, we found (damn those ads on the movie screen before the film!) a new old fashioned ice cream parlour. Sweet Moses.
No, there are no religious implications here - the founder of Cleveland was.....ta da, Moses Cleveland. So no burning bush or parting of the sea stuff.
But don't eat a full brownie fudge sundae for dinner - no good can come of it.
Let's see - Sunday yoga was tough. I knew it would be when I saw the instructor in an orthopedic boot. I knew she was going to have something to prove - and she did. Everything was on fast forward. She'd be on the third position before you had a chance to get into the first. And no, this was not just me. I was happy to have the class end.
After yoga was lunch with my cousins, some of their kids and some family friends. Mind you, I'm pushing 50, but I kind of thought it funny that we were at the "kids's table". There was an older faction who sat together and then us 40 somethings - and their kids. I'm not sure I can grow-up if I try.
And then there is a Petey story from yesterday morning. Well, Petey is in it - but not a story about him really.
It's been raining on and off here this weekend. We need it, so I'm not complaining.
Yesterday, I was doing our morning walk and not only was the sidewalk flooded due to the rain, but these people had let their sprinklers run too, completely making a humungo puddle that we had to walk around. So what do I do? I cut through their tree lawn, which was also saturated.
Wet muddy ground. One determined dog pulling. One Blobby face down in the mud - glasses flying off his face.
If you ever wondered if the dog would come back and rescue me or go get help - fear not. He turned around once, looked at me and tried to trot off.
Man's best friend. Pffft.
It's all ok. It was a shower day anyways - and it was 06:20. Unless someone was standing at their window, no one saw.
Song by: the Cure