Last Bundle

The last bundle of sticks is ready to be picked up on Saturday. Whoo-hoo ! And before 8am. Before the sun got hot... slathered in OFF, drippy sweaty.

Note to self: knit the headbands smaller because full of sweat, they stretch and droop. But, are otherwise very effective collecting sweat-of-the-brow, which is more like streaming brow.

Grandchild likes getting mail. Bob still can't believe I sent a card with a longhorn on it to known Aggies. Hey, it was a cow. And when asked, "what does a cow say?" Our intelligent grandchild can say, "moo". Too cute. A buffalo is ready to mail with pictures for poor grandchild's homework (parent project). Dang, they start earlier and earlier on homework, I mean, parent projects.

Laundry.

For a laugh, be sure to go the CakeWrecks site. It is a hoot.

cakewrecks.blogspot.com

We laughed and laughed, and I am glad our son and his wife enjoyed it, too. I am curious---what does a kitty litter cake look like??

Blister

I did not know you can get a blister through a glove. Now I know.

I tried to bundle the sticks out front left from the downed oaks (makes me picture oaks covered in feathers, eh). Got the pile about half done. Uncovered the buried firewood size chunks that are about twelve inches across. One neighbor already helped himself after asking. I have about a dozen stumps left for Mary one street over because they have a fireplace. We do not.

Sweat of the brow was more like streaming brow. I gotta knit more sweatbands. There was a nice breeze, and cloudy, but, alas, no rain.