Mmm, saturated fat
Today was sort of inadvertently a pajamas day. A sleep-in Sunday that just never really got off the ground. Of course dropping a stupid wooden shelf on my foot yesterday while standing on top of my toilet tends to put a damper on moving about very much. Nothing major, but right on the join between the toe and the foot. A cut, and some puffy purple going on, but it's not broken. But just enough "ow" to be very irritating.
It took me three tries (as it usually does) to get the next knitting project started. After last night and today I have two whole rows done! I'm kind of retarded when it comes to counting, but I think I'm finally on my way.
Something you learn while planted on the couch for a day: Eccelston is my favorite Doctor, and I don't have anything to compare him to but a spattering of episodes with the 10th and 11th. I must have watched a few episodes though, when the revived series first started up because I remember bits of the game show episode, and the first Christmas special with Tennant.
Also learned: my super healthy very trim baby kitty Zuzu has a very well hidden but very strong addiction to butter. Straight off the dish. Like, madly chomping at the stick until the very last second when I caught her, and then following me around the kitchen as I threw the rest of it away, and she spend 10 minutes standing in front of the trash cupboard staring forlornly.
It took me three tries (as it usually does) to get the next knitting project started. After last night and today I have two whole rows done! I'm kind of retarded when it comes to counting, but I think I'm finally on my way.
Something you learn while planted on the couch for a day: Eccelston is my favorite Doctor, and I don't have anything to compare him to but a spattering of episodes with the 10th and 11th. I must have watched a few episodes though, when the revived series first started up because I remember bits of the game show episode, and the first Christmas special with Tennant.
Also learned: my super healthy very trim baby kitty Zuzu has a very well hidden but very strong addiction to butter. Straight off the dish. Like, madly chomping at the stick until the very last second when I caught her, and then following me around the kitchen as I threw the rest of it away, and she spend 10 minutes standing in front of the trash cupboard staring forlornly.