Day Four and Actual TNT

I have to go with an answer by default on today's query.

Would you rather

...remember every little detail of every day of your life

OR

...remember your dreams vividly

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My dreams stay with me, sometimes for days, so the little detail remembering choice must be mine here.  How about you?

Every single morning, I wake up with a song in my head.  It might take me a minute to hear it, to realize what it is, but it's always there.

I decided last month to write down each song each morning.  What surprised me was how little repetition there was --- two songs showed up twice.  Weird stuff happened: the theme from "Star Wars?"  Then some days began wonderfully, like with this one:

Man, I love the Everly Brothers.  One of my musical weaknesses is good harmony, and theirs has never been bettered.  (Equalled, yes, not bettered)  During a trip to Nashville once, I saw Don Everly, and I still get stomach butterflies thinking about it so many years later.  Whoever Cathy was, she should be ashamed of treating an Everly poorly.

Cross-stitch-wise, Twinnie and I are in the same place (duh) ---

Santas.  She's making two, I've started on one.

Mine will be the smallest of the three.

Okay, Readers

You can only read the first page of every book

OR

You can only read the last page of every book^

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

Last night, I tried starting the second sock, but utterly screwed up the ribbing.  My frustration with the TV is oozing into other life areas: instead of trying to fix the mistakes, I just ripped the whole thing back.

A brutal rainstorm blew in here yesterday afternoon.  Fortunately, there were only a few branches down in the front yard.  There was flooding in some parts of town, and several traffic lights were out.  Me, I just backed my car out into the driveway and got real cheap car wash.

^Last for me.  First might intrigue me and be hard not to turn.  Last, I have closure --- literally and figuratively.  You also sound vaguely cooler if you're able to say, "How about that ending, though, huh?"

Cut or Condition

Which is it?

You can never cut your fingernails again

OR

You can never wash your hair again*

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I turned to a jigsaw puzzle today to pass some time.  Radio is being surprisingly interesting --- both the amount of stations Simple Radio provides and the things I can listen to.

I also spent time on the phone canceling my debit card due to fraud.  Two weeks for a replacement?  Yikes.

What if I NEED TO SHOP?!

 

*Piece of cake --- I cannot never wash my hair.

What's Your Choice?

I just got one of those "after dinner"* card games, called "Which Would You Choose?"  It seemed like it might be fun to share with you, and you can answer if you'd like, or if the questions interest you.^   I'll play along, too.  Be warned, though, there are 50 cards, so we'll be at it for a while.

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To begin, would you rather:

 Always have to say what you're thinking

OR

Be frequently compelled to lie for no reason¤

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Last night, I frogged the horizontal scarf.  It was not going to be long enough.  The replacement cast-on was for a boring ol' vertical one.

Fantastic Vandy game this afternoon.  I found the VU flagship station on the Simple Radio app, so I could keep up without pictures.

I did all my superstitious things throughout, changing shirts, listening, not listening, knitting, not knitting, sewing, not sewing.  I won't take credit for the win, I just do stuff that I think will help.

Hot here again.  Driving home from therapy yesterday, my "Outside Temperature" gauge said 102°.  Today, the air conditioner only stops running if I turn it off.  If Tap is asleep and not panting, that's what I'll do.  Still...  Come on already, Fall!!

*My children and I always do these kinds of things during dinner

^Maybe there'll be prizes at the end?

¤Yeah, telling lies will get me in trouble, but always telling people what's on my mind will get me in SO MUCH MORE.

Today, Noises

The books are done.

 I finished them this morning before going to therapy.  It's a nice little piece;  wish I had a bookcase to display it in.  (My bookcase, you'll remember, is full of boots.)

Still weirdly quiet here.  Without the TV on, I'm hearing every little pop and groan the house makes.  This afternoon, I heard a loud bang-thud, and thought for sure something had hit the roof.  To the contrary, something had come off the roof.  A squirrel had jumped from there to the deck, making its way to the fig tree.

It's Quiet Here

Another mostly sleepless night for me.  😳  So, at 3:30 I put down my craft things and baked a loaf of "Extra Buttery Bread."

It is just that;  very good.

I finished the sock, but decided to wait until today to seam it up, because "...surely I'll get sleepy soon."  Nope.

I did finish seaming a few minutes ago.

But those two aren't the biggest news of the night morning.  My television is broken.  There's sound, but no picture.  I went through every suggestion for getting the picture back that I could find online.  Nothing.  I've called around for some estimates on getting it fixed, and buying a new set is about the same price.  Some of the repair shops have a backlog of a couple of weeks or so.  Rush jobs put the pedal to the price metal.  So, buying would also be quicker.  My Medicare premium was due this month, therefore, I'm looking at several days TV-less.

😵‍💫😡

Well, I Just Learned Something

Sandhill Crane babies are called "colts."

 I don't know anything else about Sandhill Cranes, other than I guess they nest in sand hills, but I do hope all colts are as cute and spunky as this one.  You know how human babies (called, I think, "babies") discover their hands? It looks like Sandhill Cranes colts discover their knees.

I don't know how many --- if any --- of you have access to the streaming service canopy.  You get it through your library, registering with your library card.  It's an excellent source of not-really-mainstream films and documentaries.  Today I found "The Trojan Women," which features my favorite Katharine Hepburn performance.

I'm trying to get this one sock finished.  Maybe another inch before I can start shaping the toe? 

 

Pretty, pretty pastels.  Prettier than the picture shows.