I Have a Bald Cat

I'm not sure what to make of Napoleon. As you can see, he has developed a fierce licking habit.

He looks a little disgruntled, but I assure you he is not in any pain or discomfort.

I suspect because his fur (hair?) and skin is extremely dry. He does not have any red splotches. He eats as usual, which is everything. He also runs and plays as usual. Read that as, torment his fuzzy brothers on a regular basis. The only thing we can suggest for him at this point is to change his food. We did this just recently. We found kibble that has a high content of fish oils. We will give this a week and hopefully see some improvement.

I've been having a great time shopping. I'm waiting for a few delivers to arrive at the post office. I ordered quite a large amount of yarn. This is very much out of character for me. One place was having a sale and since Christmas is sort of in the horizon, I thought I would get a start on a few stocking stuffers. That is my goal. I'm sure that will change once the yarn arrives. I will have come back to my procrastinating, regularly scheduled programming.
While surfing the net I came across this site: Paloma Textiles.http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif The colours of the yarn is what I found attractive. I believe I will be very happy with my choice when it finally arrives.
I've also been knitting. I've started Gush.

This is the top:


This is the sole:


A little while ago I also ordered some double point needles from an Etsy shop. It was a very good deal. I'm constantly losing one needle of a set so I was thrilled when I found these gems:


Unfortunately, I carelessly dropped a can of pop on my project into my bag and one broke. I may have cried a little. I have patched it with tape until I can find wood glue. It is not the same.


We all went to a beach that is about a 15 minute drive away from home last week. I have a small sunburn as a result. It was a great time though. I could not have asked for a better day.



This upcoming week end is our town's fair. I'm looking forward to this. It has even worked out that I am not scheduled to work this week end. Hopefully there will be lots of great photos to share with you all.

I think that is everything. I trust you are all well. Enjoy your evenings and I will be sure to post pics of the yarn, the fair and Napoleon's progress a little later.
Night all.

Happy Birthday to Me

I had a great birthday. My first one in Quebec. We went to a great Thai restaurant and enjoyed a fabulous meal. The only thing I found different was they did not serve alcohol. You were able to bring your own beverage into the restaurant. Do a lot of restaurants do this?

I finally picked up one of packages in the mail:


Here is the close up:

They are red. I have no idea why they look orange. Maybe the light when I took the photo.

I don't think I'll actually be able to knit with them. It looks like the yarn would snag on the decorative paint. They do look really cool in my basket of yarn with my skull needles.

There are probably a lot of details I could be sharing at this point but I'm sort of kaput to put it mildly. Whenever people stay in my home, I'm always a little worn out after they leave. I find it very stressful. It doesn't matter if it's family or friends or whoever. I just want everyone to be comfortable and enjoy themselves. I'm forever worrying if they have enough to eat, comfortable, if things are in their proper place, if anything embarrassing is within sight....With three cats you never know what they will decide will be their new play toy.

All is well though. I hope everyone is enjoying the weather. I know I am. In fact, I am going to head back outside and sit in the sun for a little while longer. Have a good day!

Getting a Little More...

Mature?..Older?..Seasoned?
At any rate, I'll be celebrating another birthday very soon. To me, it is just another day. I have however thought about this past year and am very content with my station in my life. A lot of change occurred. Got myself together and learned to live on my own..again. Found someone very wonderful who totally rocks my little world. Moved to a different province. So different in fact the language is not even remotely similar. I even embarked on a new job which I really enjoy.

It's been a very good year. It even makes up for this little tidbit I came across through my surfing the other day:

Good thing I'm secure. :)

It's a Bug's Life

At night there are lightning bugs/fireflies. I have never seen these before. I've always lived in highly populated areas where all the lights of the night keep you from seeing things properly like bugs and stars. I've been trying to snap a photo of these little creatures but have not been very successful. Hubby did snap a cool pic of a very hairy butterfly.
Napoleon is very interested in the contents of the box:


Hello there!


He's a hairy little bugger:


Pretty cool eh?
That's about all I guess. Hope you are all enjoying your day. :)

Someone Has an Unhappy :(

I have an idea who they are. For some reason, people always feel a lot stronger when they can make comments and hide behind a screen or talk behind their back. I can also include myself in that group. I do say things on here I would never say face to face. Most of those thoughts are about feelings. I don't really like expressing those pesky tings. I am proud that I have never sworn or cursed anyone out. There is a line I can recall, swearing is what you resort to when you have nothing of value to say...
I always have something to say. :D
In this case, I'll case I will say...shove angry man. You way past your expiration date. It is time to move on and find another target to aim for that is maybe even in your province. I wish you well and health. I hope whatever anger you keep harbouring finds a more creative outlet soon. It is not healthy to keep coming back and reading my posts. You have to get out more. Do something. Run, play some sort of sport. Find another avenue for your aggression. Maybe you need to examine your life at this point and find out exactly what is really bothering you. It can't be me. I'm no where near your vicinity. Maybe someone else in your life is not living up to your code and I'm a safe substitute. Whatever is going on in your life, you need to make changes. Take care.

The Postal Service

..may be playing havoc with my life. Not just my life I fully realize. There are probably a lot of people waiting for something very special that could be life altering. I'm just waiting for a few things. One is a very fun thing, the other is from Mr Bell so I can finally change my license.
I ordered from Etsy some cool ass needles from a shop called Arachknits As soon as they arrive, I'll be sure to photograph them so you can all see their gothiness.

I'm going to head to bed now. I pulled in an extra shift and I should sleep at some point. Night everyone. :D

La Belle Province...

..still will not let me convert my driver's license. I need to prove that I lived in Ontario for at least six months. I started to laugh a little when the lady at the wicket informed me of this tidbit. I have to prove it? Really? Listen to how I speak. I definitely do not possess the charming accent that is heard throughout this lovely province. Nor do I have that distinct American accent. All I really want to do at this point if provide your government with more of my money so I may acquire vehicle insurance in order to explore your scenic roads.
OK. Rules are rules. I will suck it up and deal with this new little hiccup.

How do I prove I lived in Ontario all my life?
Credit card bill.
No. Do not have a credit card.
Health Card.
Unfortunately lost during one of my moves. My bad, yes I know. Besides, this brings up a question for me. My health card was old school. It just had a series of numbers, my name and a red stripe. There was no address on it. How would that prove that I lived in Ontario for your required six months?
Doesn't matter, that is one of the accept documents.
OK
Phone or cable bill of last six months.
I will have to make some phone calls.
While I'm here, can I least change over my plates?
OK

Next drama, insurance.
I call the friendly insurance agent. I explain as best as I can that I have my license plate changed, unfortunately not my driver's license.
Why not you change your license driving?
I have to prove that I lived in Ontario for at least six months. Am I able to get insurance for my truck now that it is registered in Quebec?
I find out, hold on.
Yes, for now, but you need to have a Quebec driver's license.
OK. I'm working on that. I have another appointment next week.
Why did you not change your license while you were there?
I was not able to prove successfully that I lived in Ontario for six months.
Are you moving back to Ontario?
No. I'm trying to switch my license to Quebec. I have no intention of moving back to Ontario.
OK. So why didn't you change your license?
Um.......Insurance yes or no?
(this conversation went on in this fashion for 25 minutes)
Fast forward to the end......
I have insurance.
The kind insurance agent is giving me one month to change my license. Until then, I can at least drive legally in this province.

I telephoned the company who provided my with my cable while I lived in Ontario. They do not keep records. Try online was their suggestion. I did try online to find something that proved I lived in Ontario. No such luck. No previous address to be found my record of payments.

I telephone Bell Canada. Success!!! but it will cost me. At this point, I don't care. I just want this whole ordeal to be finished. They will gladly mail me at least eight months worth of bills so I may proved that I lived in Ontario. Fan-bloody-tastic!! I am a happy camper once again.

On a happier note....
the weather here has been unbelievable. I love how warm it has become. Yesterday it was 34C. This is a great improvement from last summer. The only downside is I have to try and coax Rebel out of his fort. With the weather being so warm, he sweats...a lot. Cat sweat in a cardboard box does not equal pleasant. Unfortunately he has barricaded himself in there pretty good. I may require a crowbar for this delicate operation. Then again, a Big Mac would do the job in a much more pleasant fashion.

Here is a tune stuck in my head. I'm going to share it so I am not the only one bopping around this little song :P