
Our last exercise class for the season was last night and we ended it with a little potluck snack and party. I brought the cake.
My satellite is not communicating with my e-mail program. Or so I was told after 1.5 hours on the phone with the so-called "help" desk. We unravelled my e-mail, which couldn't send anything and put it back together so that I couldn't send or receive. I called my trusty computer guy who luckily, ran over here and reassembled my computer but we still couldn't send any mail. I got another satellite guy on the phone who immediately told computer guy that there was a problem. Now why couldn't they have told me that in the first place?
The challenge for the centre spread in the summer issue of ATC Quarterly is "Polka Dots." Deadline is May 15th. We've gotten some fantastic cards but there's still room for a few more. Anyone out there inspired? E-mail me your dotty ATCs: editor@atcquarterly.com or snail mail them to me (with an SASE if you want them back)to: ATC Quarterly, 19698 County Road 24, Dunvegan, ON K0C 1J0 Canada.
Not just a little vanilla or chocolate snack anymore, cupcakes are now baked in a myriad of flavours. There are some bake shops in big cities that sell ONLY cupcakes. And in the past few years there seems to be a trend of serving elegant tiers of cupcakes at weddings as the cake.
Richard and I took out the lawn chairs and soaked in the sun. We're still feeling pretty lousy from the lingering cough and heavy chest syndrome from those colds we've been carrying around, so minimal yard work got done. We did manage to plant the pansies in the window boxes though. 24C in April? Unreal.
The vernissage was yesterday and boy, did I ever have fun. I am hoarse from talking so much. What a fantastic day!! Saw tons of people and I was just sorry that the day went by too quickly.
My collection of "Big Things" (click to see 'em) keeps growing. Here I am with Paul Bunyan's ox Babe in California last summer. Unfortunately, Babe had a small accident and lost his head. To see more click on my friend John's blog: Oxbow Congregation
Slogging through wet snow, pulling in wood this weekend, our "equipment" was showing signs of wear. We lost a snowshoe binding, the bungee cord broke and the toboggan is looking mighty tired after 2 years of carrying wood on it's broken wooden slats.
Out in the back woods today, hauling more wood. Richard broke the binding on a snowshoe and had to hobble back on one; quite a sight. I loaned him mine and decided I'd be okay without them, so off I went. With the very warm temperature and spring sun, I fell through about 4 feet deep and couldn't get my boot out. Stuck there on top of the snow, with one boot on and stocking foot on the other, Richard came to my rescue (my hero) and dug out my boot!