melted_snowball and I left for NYC on Friday, returning late last night. He was the instigator, saying he really wanted to see Pippin, and after watching the Tony awards video (which you can see on that link right there ^^ ), I had to agree it was worth seeing on Broadway. So, in for a penny in for a pound, we also made plans for Kinky Boots, another Tony winner ( Read more... )

I have no idea what our next-door neighbours are doing, but it involves a concrete saw and lots of dust blowing over our yard ( Read more... )

This afternoon there was still a snowbank in the shadow of the house by the side of the driveway, where our tulips are planted. So I shoveled it away, about a foot of snow deep, to expose what I thought would be bare ground ( Read more... )

Friday's citizenship ceremony was a reasonably banal exercise in officialdom (not High Officialdom, but certainly not minimal either). The judge was the same man who presided over melted_snowball's citizenship last year. There were 48 New Canadians, from 20 countries. Unlike d's, there was no one from Iran or Afghanistan. The judge spoke at length about the ( Read more... )

The back yard hammock is so more enjoyable when the next-door neighbour isn't blasting guitar-rock. Thanks to whomever rang the doorbell and got him to turn it down. I'd assumed it was melted_snowball... but it wasn't ( Read more... )

Foo. I feel like a no-good-nik. The across-the-street neighbours (who watched roverthedog while we were in NYC) just asked about temporarily parking a car in our driveway. We just checked it out and I had to tell them no, it's not physically wide enough (leaving aside any of the many other factors ( Read more... )

I just turned the compost for the first time this year (melted_snowball usually ends up with this chore). I introduced a big bag of shredded white paper and leftover leaves from last winter... I like turning things into dirt.

Last summer, our neighbours dug up and re-sodded their lawn to replace the bushes and flowers which had been tended for decades by the ( Read more... )

Pretty Big Dig is... ballet, with big yellow excavators.

Thanks to bats22 for pointing out this short documentary on the making of the clip, which is almost more cool than the ballet itself, because the artist's enthusiasm is just so infectious ( Read more... )

Today was a fine day.

Last night late, just as I was getting ready for sleep I discovered eight stupendously well-thought responses on my post on the subject of niceness. I'm still digesting those; if I haven't responded to you yet, please accept my thanks now for giving me good stuff chew on ( Read more... )

I came home to tbiedl plus two sprog (*) sitting and chatting with dan; they brought over Professor Wormbog and the Zipperumpa-Zoo specifically because I mentioned it fondly the other day in this journal; I read it to C. (who's three). T. offered to loan it to me, with a wink (which nicely forestalled one of her problems, of a certain assertive small ( Read more... )