Butterflies Are Not Free

I used to have a pair of these.  Buying them at a boot store in my undergraduate college town is a vivid memory.  I literally wore them out --- soles, heels, straps, vamps...  Lots of good times in them.  People are selling them for near $200 now.

It's been a quiet day here.  I did little odds and ends things: replaced a light bulb in one of the porch lights, cleaned the master bath, picked out some frames for some things, you get it.  I even started wrapping gifts.  Hello, zsushing sound from scissors moving through wrapping paper!


This was all fun for a while, but now it's just plain frustrating.
"O'Leavis Canbolle."  Really?  I plan on reading each of the little books --- do you think the insides will be as indechiperable as the covers?

Relax, though.  It's hockey season, which means we get to see
again.  Hey, Henrik --- how you doin'?


Comments

Araignee said…
I do like that sound of scissors gliding through paper. When I used to have to cover bulletin boards with big pieces of paper off the rolls it was always something that impressed the Kiddie's in class. The Mister is a lefty and can't do it. He didn't even know that was possible.
Delighted Hands said…
I had to yell at myself several times yesterday as I did some wrapping--I sounded like the Grinch! lol

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