Friday Again

At the end of the week there tend to be "floaty bits" that don't fit anywhere. They don't really merit a big write-up, but they nag at the edges of consciousness. Mrs 4444 has provided a platform for them here on Friday Fragments which she hosts at Halfpastkissintime.

If you find yourself with contributions that amuse, or amaze---or if they just need to be put down in black and white, join us and decompress.

My baseball team is tied for first place with the Twins in their division. Good Guy shakes his head about the relief pitching, but even at that we do have a share of first place. (There's a long, long way to go yet, so we enjoy this little good spot while we can.)

As I write this on Thursday evening, the NFL owners have agreed to the long awaited agreement. Now we'll wait to hear what the players think of it. We football fans don't want to do without a single bit of football season. (They are playing in Canada, you know.)

The Fuzzies have been unusually lethargic in the unusual heat this week. They pick a spot and collapse for hours and hours. Lucky kitties.

My friend, Carol, reported at lunch today on her child care days which she provided so her daughter could serve on a mission trip to Kenya. It's been a while since C. has dealt alone with three young children and she resorted to an earlier tactic which she employed when her own were growing up. Yelling. Lots of yelling. (You get older, and you think you've forgotten, but it's like riding a bike.)

I found some little scrappy squares and fashioned a center for a baby quilt this week. I am hoping I don't run out of steam before I make some clever borders for it. See picture and ignore shoes.

It is possible to suffer from cabin fever in the summer when confined to AC, just as when you are held indoors by blizzards and ice. Who knew?

The folks at Arrow Acres Farm have been showing us the pictures of their sweet baby alpacas for the past month or so. This week they welcomed a family baby, too. So sweet. Check on him here.

All my knitting on a sock was for naught. Today I decided it's definitely too small and I pulled out the needles and made a nice ball of yarn out of it. No sense wasting more time on a hopeless endeavor.

I think I've exhausted my supply of fragments. I'm missing some of my friends this week as they vacation and are keeping different schedules. They get to post, but not to read and comment. I'm happy they are having fun, but will like it when they get back home. (LOL, it's all about me.)