Wednesday, October 25, 2006

SOCK HOP - Day 25



Benjamin Bratt.

Clearly Julia Roberts was insane. (We'll forgive him for those leather pants.)

I'm too lazy to scan my progress on Sirdar Highlander #1 Redux so you'll have to trust me when I say I'm 6 decreases away from the downhill slide to the toe. Funny thing. The tweedy yarn actually looks better in plain stockinette than it did in that half-baked cable. The texture actually did nothing for the yarn, something that surprised me.

Then again, what doesn't surprise me these days? The roofing guys finally showed up. (It's only been two months.) Goldisox says it's like living on Neptune but without the 1000 mph winds. We are draped in blue. Blue sunshine streams through our windows. I woke up around 7:30 (not something I plan to make a habit of) and thought I was having a bad reaction to Viagra. (Joke. I promise that's a joke!) We are definitely (with apologies to George Gershwin) a Rhapsody in Blue around here and it is freaking me out. The noise level is beyond description and I have a fairly high tolerance for aural chaos. (I live with parrots. If I didn't have a fairly high tolerance I'd be in a rubber room by now.) Right now they're scraping away the old roof (don't you love technical terms?) and hauling the new shingles up the side of the house. It sounds like we have giant angry mice up there stomping around. Mice with clawfoot hammers.

I think it's time to get out the headphones.

6 Comments:

Blogger Wendy said...

Ooh! Ooh! We are having an office renovation so I work in during a symphony of clanging, banging, and hammering and drilling these days. And talk about angry mice. The rodentia population in our building IS angry at the renovations so they are stomping around IN BROAD DAYLIGHT. Ew. I think they should let me bring Lucy to work to deal with the mice. But princess that she is, she probably wouldn't know what to do with a mouse that was not knitted from cashmere and stuffed with top shelf catnip.

11:05 AM  
Blogger Barbara Bretton said...

THE Lucy chasing mice?! It is to laugh. The cashmere/catnip image is much more in keeping. I envision Lucy sprawled on a chaise longue with a margarita in one paw and the remote control in the other, commanding the mice to begone or she'll hire a pair of hit-cats to do the dirty work.

11:32 AM  
Blogger Dallas Schulze said...

Barbara - Roofers at last! I'm so impressed. Maybe you'll find the blue light inspirational.

Wendy - Stomping rodents? Gee, I want to work where you work. Chloe would know what to do with a mouse but she likes to conserve her energy and would only be willing to deal with the ones that ran into her of their own accord so she might not be much help.

11:35 AM  
Blogger Dallas Schulze said...

Forgot to comment that Benjamin actually looks pretty decent in leather pants. Do you remember the Friends episode where Ross dons leather pants? Sadly, I may never be able to look at the style without laughing.

And, by the way, you are the only person on the planet who doesn't like Harrison Ford.

11:40 AM  
Blogger Barbara Bretton said...

About Harrison Ford: You're right, Dallas. I think I am the only person on the planet who doesn't like him. Even ROY(!!) likes him.

12:07 PM  
Blogger Wendy said...

Heh! Barbara, your vision of Lucy is pretty accurate. But she drinks catnip-ritas, not margaritas.

Dallas, there's nothing quite so uplifting as working in a crappy old Federal building. Next door to a prison. I'll have to tell you the story of the dead guy in the street outside my office window sometime.

Ah, the joy of working in Washington.

1:26 PM  

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