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.

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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.

TNT

Wow --- more actual cross-stitch from me!  This is a piece printed on sort of stiff canvas.

Oddly, the print is not color-coordinated to the floss.  If the ink for the pattern is darker than the floss, it shows through (see the leaning book on the right.)  It's a kit that actually came with a frame, so destination settled already!

Surrender

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I officially give up on crochet.*  I have tried and tried and failed and failed.  I bought one of those Woobles kits.  (Lion, of course.)  I started and ripped out so many times that it all went in the trash.  With quite a bit of force.  No matter the amount of tries, no matter the number of times I watched the videos, the correct number of stitches never, ever appeared.

All I wanted was a lion friend.

And to know how to make a blanket that's one giant granny square:

Once again, I'm that old dog who can't seem to learn something new.

*Except for long chains.

Absolutely Nothing

    (This would be me.)