Hezekiah got a bath last Thursday! She seemed somewhat distraught about the whole process. Luckily, she didn't roll around in the dirt after I left for work, she settled for glaring at me balefully from the nice hot cement walkway.
By the time I came home, she was dry, clean and sassy. She might not have enjoyed the process but she loves the outcome.
I'm attempting project monogamy on the advice of Cookie and so only took Mom's stole to the beach.
There is no discernible progress.
I might have cast on too many stitches and it'll be a ginormous stole. Good thing I found more skeins.
I did KIP quite a bit. On the beach. At the lodge. By the Bay. More at the lodge. There was a really sweet garden in the back and there must've been five hummingbirds there at all times, along with chickadees, finches and.....y'know. Birds. Chirpy cute birds.
This may be the only photgraphic evidence of my two day trip to the Point Reyes Seashore. There's no cell phone reception there (at least not for my iPhone - AT&T) so consequently, I kept leaving it behind (and also let it die). I did bring the camera but I still can't find the camera cord. Bah.
The beach was wonderful. Deserted and cool.
Oh, here's a handy beach tip. If your sunscreen says it expired in 11/07, it probably won't work. My face, feet and shoulders are fried. Luckily it's not a bikini kind of beach (not that you'd catch me in a bikini these days) so my rolled up jeans and tank top meant that I could still sit and lay down. Very important on vacation.
We drove up the Tomales Bay to eat at The Marshall Store in Marshall. Well, we actually drove up the coast and ran across The Marshall Store, which was a stroke of luck. They had the best oysters and fish tacos and cheese........if they hadn't been closed Tuesdays, we'd've gone back to slurp oysters on their bar overlooking the bay.
(Picture cadged from their site.)
On the way home we stopped and had a picnic lunch at Samuel P Taylor Park. There was a visiting group of maybe fifteen 7 to 9 year olds that were wading in the river and tracking a water snake's progress. (Alas, it was a snake in the water and not a figment of their fervid imagination which meant there was no way on God's green earth I was going to take my shoes and socks off and wade in the water myself.)
Some of my blood tests came back. Other than having iron levels that are fluctuating from low to practically zilch, I seem to be okay. I had an ultrasound yesterday that the tech pronounced good. (inner organs, not pregnant! As if. ) I've got two more tests to go so cross your fingers for me.
Wow. Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson both dead today?
