Frequent Citations

Nearly Broken Bones

TFL walked the dog this morning, came home, carted some laundry around, and then told me he had fallen and maybe, um, broken some ribs. 

Yeah.

So we visited our local urgent care center, and our local radiologist (it turns out the only one near-ish open on Saturdays is on the *east* side), and the pharmacy, and he's now ensconsced in front of a movie because furniture moving is not going to happen today.

Turns out not broken, just badly bruised.

Poor guy.

Cure for the Blues

I still love this version of The Cure's Love Song.

 

Sun, how I've missed you

It's an absolutely perfect day, weatherwise.

Contentment

A plate of chocolate, a generous glass of fine single malt. New neighborhood restaurant, Parkwest.

Saturday Morning

Knitting a sweater at my kitchen bar (in between vacuuming and changing sheets) makes for a pleasant start to the weekend.

In other news: Maria Tallchief, one of the greatest ballerinas of all time, died this week. Why is it that the first thing the NYT obit says is not that she was renowned for her spectacular Firebird, or that she was perhaps the greatest American dancer of all time, but that she was once married to Balanchine? Really? That's the most important and defining aspect if her life? I think not.

And this after the recent brouhaha over their rocket scientist obit.

In her honor, I suggest we all go out and buy some tickets to the ballet.

Saturday Morning

Knitting a sweater at my kitchen bar (in between vacuuming and changing sheets) makes for a pleasant start to the weekend.

In other news: Maria Tallchief, one of the greatest ballerinas of all time, died this week. Why is it that the first thing the NYT obit says is not that she was renowned for her spectacular Firebird, or that she was perhaps the greatest American dancer of all time, but that she was once married to Balanchine? Really? That's the most important and defining aspect if her life? I think not.

And this after the recent brouhaha over their rocket scientist obit.

In her honor, I suggest we all go out and buy some tickets to the ballet.

What's on your wall?

The wall next to my desk is a bulletin board. I tend to tack up statutes relevant to whatever I'm working on, pending subpoenas, that type of thing.

And, apparently, necklaces I got tired of wearing, and knitting swatches. In the picture you see what will be used for a sweater for TFL. A sweater I will steal back as soon as I'm done knitting it because the yarn is scrumptious.

An Adorable Commercial

Talk about warm and fuzzy:

 

Woe

There have been 181 school shootings since Columbine? And today, by so many measures, the worst.

My heart breaks for the families involved.

But we must do something. Gun laws alone are not enough--all those found today were, it seems, legal. What do we do about those who are so ill, so dysfunctional, that violence spills out of them to shred so many lives around them? How do we find them, help them, and protect our children from them BEFORE the violence erupts? What needs to change?

Something must change.

Resolutions

Today I decided to check the actual number of hours I've billed this year. Let me just say, on the record, that I need to spend more time knitting in the future.