Day 362

I could not figure out a way to make the Abacus Christmasy.  Either I was cranky before Christmas (totally plausible, and most probable) or I have started to lose my decorator's touch.  I guess 'decorator's touch' is sort of relative, as no one with real style would ever put a huge abacus above their fireplace.

Day 347

A lot of babies were born in my social circle this year.  These are a couple of recent thank you cards.  I think I am maturing.  My friendships usually never make it 9 months past the friend pees on a stick, so I don't usually get a thank you card.

Day 344

You knew it was coming.

Day 337

The weekend flyers seem really weak for the first weekend in December.  I bet this some weird indicator of the economy, like when lipstick or canned soup sales go up.  I wish I knew what it meant, but I am really too tired to think any more about it.  I will just sip my wine while I see what is on sale.

Day 335

I have to bring a gag gift to dinner tonight.  Nothing makes me gag more than a box of boogers.

Day 334

The warm snap we recently had totally confused my spring bulbs.  The frost will kill them right?  I guess I shouldn't be disappointed that they don't come up in the spring.  At least I will have something to blame other than my lack of a green thumb.

Day 333

I am still disappointed that you don't get a toblerone bar with the festive special.  Yes, I have a hard time adapting to change.

Day 327

I bought a new lock, and because I am a grade 8 boy listening to Metallica and thinking of Alyssa Milano (I wonder what the 2010 equivalent to this is?) I had to put the dial to 666.

Day 307

Long evening at the salon!  My evening consisted of a head full of tin foil and now my hair smells and looks like grape candy.  I have no idea if it tastes like grape candy.  I was thinking I would never know due to all the chemicals, and then I wondered which had more chemicals, the hair or the candy.  I should never ponder life's big questions after a night of tin foil head.

Day 306

My summer tires.  I was just thinking this morning that this is probably the latest I have ever had the summer tires on.  Of course this jinxed it, and we ended up with snow this afternoon.  I had a moment of panic, thinking of driving home in the first snow of winter with summer tires.  Thankfully the roads were cleared for the commute home.  For some reason, a Purolator truck still managed to hit a taxi cab resulting in a crazy traffic jam.

Day 298

Nothing quite puts the fear in you like getting home to the business card of a mountie stuck in your door.  Doubly so when you ignored the first card.   In my defense, the first card didn't have note to call.  It was a Friday evening, I was tired, and I enjoyed playing the game "where will I be deported".  I took the second card seriously.

Day 297

You can never have enough sock monkeys.

Day 294

So my plan for this shot was to show the water drops on the lens and explain how it sucks to walk in the rain, because the droplets make it hard to see.  Of course, once I take off my glasses I am close to legally blind.  I thought I was focusing on the clear glass, but that is not what showed up.  Not a bad picture for a blind person. At least I know that I can continue this hobby should I ever actually lose total sight.  Although I suppose then I would have no idea what the photo would look.  People would tell me it is awesome, because it is cruel not to be nice to a blind person.

Day 293

It is funny that the end to a stressful day and the beginning of a fun night requires the same tool.

Day 292

The money fairy showed up!  I went to the bank machine on the weekend, but their server was down.  I kept forgetting to go back, so I have been without cash for a couple of days.  Then I put my hand in my hoodie's pocket and pulled out a ten!  Woo Hoo!

I also like that the money matches my hoodie!

I also like that they are both purple!  A good reminder for everyone that tomorrow is "Wear Purple To Commemorate the Suicides Caused By Homophobia".

Day 283

Today is 10/10/10.  My big plan was to take a photo at exactly 10:10.  And by big plan, I mean I got up early to be home from the dog park in time to get the picture.  I took a couple of pictures before 10:10 to see if the lighting, exposure, aperture setting (insert other fancy camera terms here) was perfect, all the time thinking "man, I am totally rocking this photography thing".  Then 10:10 came, and I was all ready for my big moment when the battery died.

Day 281

It isn't a good sign that the stuff marked intensive and rescue is being used before Thanksgiving.  I will be one big skin flake by Christmas.

Day 266

A beautiful necklace by an awesome person!

http://www.etsy.com/people/shellbrun

Day 252

Worst nail polish colour ever.  Every time I look at my feet, I think I am losing a toe to gangrene.

Day 248

I don't know what pisses me off more; the cheap ass Martha Stewart paint chipping, or Darren not noticing the chips for 2 weeks until I pointed them out to him.  That man is blind and that woman sells crappy paint.  ugh.