The Yowler and the Yolks

The insane Chibi.
She misses Emily, who is away for the week. Seriously, her yowls sounded so betrayed. She was definitely asking me WHERE THE HELL Emily is at.
Oh, and just because I promised and it is true:
More breakfast foods with Mike.

Breakfast Mike

This week is going to involve a lot of going to the Mikes' house. Which means I am going to be eating a lot of breakfast foods. At 4 PM. Which means I'm going to have a lot of pictures like this one.

Trash

Just a random picture. Sometimes there's nothing to do but look at the garbage.

L'emily et l'elephant

Today Emily and I walked from my house to Yonge and College, under the pretense of enjoying the cooler temperatures, to go shopping with our no money. After all, who doesn't like an hour-long walk in drizzling rain?
... especially when you have a bicycle. To her credit, she walked it the whole way there, plus a heavy purse with two books in it. I was concerned that it would start raining and she would hop aboard and speed off to dry safety, leaving me to wither and sop. But our luck prevailed...
... despite a close-encounter with l'elephant l'ectronique. Do you not agree that this really has to be one of the most awkward, ridiculous cleaning vehicles ever created? I see its function, but I also see its absolute, pachyderm, trunked ludicrousness.
We also saw the first signs of fall when we walked across the viaduct. Changing leaves...
More changing leaves...
... lying in the rain...
And, of course, we had breakfast and I love taking pictures of my dining companions and the food we ingest.
That's all. In the likely words of l'elephant l'ectronique once it has sucked a particularly difficult piece of trash up its trunk... "Viola!"

The CUDDLOR

Sleep, sleep in your Nova Heart

Yeah! Tonight was great. Last minute, Candace mentioned that the Spoons were playing at the Velvet Underground. What self-respecting person who grew up in the 80s (in Ontario, anyway) could say no? We had quite a nice group together. First, though, I went for pad thai at Java with Jim, Rainbow and Emily - and got to meet Justin, Emily's friend who also blogs on here. Which was nice, cause it's always nice to meet another person who understands that daily panic of having to find something, take a picture, upload it, and then feel guilty if you're off by one minute or miss a day.
The concert was great - highlights being when they played "Romantic Traffic" and the whole crowd was singing along. One of those hair-raising, sentimental-tears-a-pricklin' type of vibes. It was really awesome.
I got to meet Sandy Horne after the show, the Spoons' bassist. She was so damn awesome. The woman can play. Gone are the flowing gowns and funky nail polish of the 80s, but she was seriously impressive.
They played "Nova Heart" to close the set. It was so good. I love that song so much. It was a great night. I'm totally tired now though.

Rainbirthday

Lunch with Mike... with breakfast foods.
Guitar Hero birthday with Jim. He wore his fancy skull vest and everything.

Bunions and Bubbles

This website is being a stupid piece of crap and continually uploaded one of my pictures flipped vertically. I even went back to the picture on my computer and flipped it myself, hoping that this website would flip it the correct way, but somehow it knew and screwed me over again. And it didn't bother with the other picture. Idiot!

Anyways, the whole point of tonight's post is to say that when you get home from being away for so long there are things that you own that you've forgotten about that can make you really happy to see them again. Here are two of those things:

My shiny red shoes.... notice how the freaking picture is flipped wrong. Thanks, blogger, you asshole.
...and my Lush Snow Fairy body wash. This is the best smelling stuff in the universe, even though Emily detects a "rotted fruit" smell to it. To me, it smells like candy fuzzes. Snow Fairy only comes around once a year. I love Lush.
Can you tell nothing interesting happened today? I've resorted to taking pictures of bath supplies and footwear.

Stripes and Squares.

CRAFT POST! Lance knitted me a scarf a while back and today I took pictures of it. This first one is artsy-fartsy, yeah?...
Here's me, pondering intellectual ponderings...
AUTUMN AFGHAN! I finished crocheting it together. Now all that is missing is the border. But it's pretty much done and looks great I think... I still have to sew in some loose ends, but it could pass as done even without the border.


Yee-haw! :D

Square Cobbling and the Cat

Oh, dear. I played Fantastic Contraption a LOT today. You really must check this game out if you haven't. Reals.

But, I also started crocheting my squares together from the autumn afghan.... I think the brown border is a good idea. It's not going to take too long to crochet them together... then the border... then it will be finished!
And, of course, Kisou. The wonderful.
It's nice out tonight. I'd like to sleep with my window open. I have no screen, so I must admit to being worried about the big spider outside. Do you think he'll come in? Ugh.

The most blah of the useless days.

Today was one of those days where you do nothing and then you feel like crap about it. I wanted to crochet and write and clean and instead I talked on the phone, lay in bed, and dinked around on the internet doing absolutely NOTHING. I'm extremely frustrated with myself. Lance showed me a game online called "Fantastic Contraption", which I played for a while. Failure came pretty quickly. It is extremely fun and interesting.
http://FantasticContraption.com/?designId=1901528

Please check out this link to see one of my Fantastic Contraptions at work. The goal is to get the pink circle into the pink box. Watch my amazingness.

Now I feel like ZZZZ and I don't understand how it's possible, considering the amount of energy I invested. UGH.

Sing: Fab-ric-land... FABRICLAND

Emily and I ventured to Yonge and Bloor this evening for cheeseburgers, tea and cloth shopping. Emily wanted to pick out a few patterns and then some fabric. She's all into sewing which is really interesting and probably too complex for my peanut brain. I was very impressed by Fabricland (FabricLand?). Some of its wares were downright fit for a king!

I'm not even kidding. They sell SCEPTRES there. Actual scepters!....
If you were king, which scepter would suit your ruling style? I'm going with the bronze lantern-vibed ones on the right.

Oddly enough they also sell tons of fabric. Here's me, checking my colours. I think I'm a summer! (Weirdly, I think I actually am. After years of wearing blue-toned red lipstick - a la winter - I have found a lipstick which suits me better than any others have, and it's an orange-toned red. A la summer. Confusing, non?)

But I digress. Anyways, at Fabricland (FabricLand), there are a few obstacles to keep in mind. One being that if you need to use your patterns as a sort of map. I learned this by watching Emily closely.....If you don't use this map, you could get lost. There was one terrifying moment when it seemed like Emily didn't know where we were!....


But lucky for us, it wasn't the case. Emily shortly found a very nice plaid to make her dress out of...
... and you have to carry it around the store until you get your desired amount cut. What is this called? A sheaf of fabric? A bustle of fabric? A crepe? A billot log? Regardless, here's me, holding it, looking very Braveheart-esque, wouldn't you say?

At this point the slag working there told us that taking pictures in the store is not allowed. Which, I mean, makes perfect sense. You don't want people coming in and documenting all of FabricLand's secrets. Who knows what sinful purpose we could have? What illicit use could come from photographs of the sheafs? Idiots. So we got what she needed and then went for a stroll through Yorkville, where we found the fancy suicide mannequin...

And then had cider, pumpkin latte, and peppermint tea at Starbucks. Hurrah! Emily flies to New York at 6:30 AM. I will, blessedly, be asleep at that ungodly hour.

The House at 1147

Old brick house with curtains drawn,
Three sunflowers on the lawn.
They say the flowers grew around
Three bodies buried in that ground.
If you walk by this house at night,
They say you'll hear the screams of fright
Of ghosts interred here long ago,
Flowers high and death below.

Molly and the Faucet

This is Rainbow's cat Molly. She likes to drink from the bathtub faucet dripp'ns.

The room that feeds the Mikes

I took some pictures of the Mikes' kitchen, because it's very interesting. This fridge has a lot of really good pictures on it, some of which bring back memories. It's a nice one. If you click on it, you'll see a drawing of the Mikes I did, and then a photo I took of them from the same moment. It's nice.
There are lots of toys everywhere...
And I do mean everywhere.

Pumpkin Butterscotch Cookies

This is going to be Entry 1 in the "Sara and Emily's Autumn Baking Series". I'm totally kidding - about the series, not the baking. Tonight we decided to make pumpkin butterscotch cookies. Here are the ingredients.
But first, we made spaghetti. Because you can't eat cookies on an empty stomach, yeah?
Apparently the "fridge throw" is common knowledge. Throw the noodle against the fridge. If it sticks, they're done. I, for one, did not know this.
So after we ate, it was time to get crackin' on the cookies.

It was kind of exciting to add the butterscotch chips and the walnuts.
And exciting even more to put them in the oven!
They came out very good. Quite autumnal.
Even Kisou liked them! This is the most exciting picture of all.