only one serious rain this year until now. not good.
one red furred dog sneaked into my dreams again. and into my bed. and into my drawing.
my partner took a football into his face again during his weekly football game with his buddies. so it’s his sick day from work today.
having no body fat i got very cold visiting in geneva this last weekend. kept wrapping up in my scarf trying to make it go up to my eyes. this resulted in making a re/upcycled neck warmer out of couple of fleece scraps later at home. still doubtful about that fringe part. and not too happy with the colors. but i used, as i always try to, whatever i already had in my scrap stash, cause, as they say in russian, economy must be economical. let me go further and paraphrase this, saying, recycling must be…um…recycling?
that’s all very nice and all, the only problem being i’ll only get to use the neck warmer …next year visiting in colder countries. yeah, well…what can you do about it, right?
on a somewhat unrelated note: unfortunately for me i already made it neck deep into the feel-good-only books/films phase…a bit too early in my life, i think. if you’r in that phase, and a woman, and a smart one (lol) or consider yourself as such, you know how hard it is to find a decent dramedy. yesterday movie gods smiled at me and i got to watch “liberal arts”. it comes from a surprising writer, surprising director, um…not so surprising lead, and ,as your might have rightfully guessed, is surprisingly good.
note: all opinions mine, all very subjective
p.s. as i was waiting in line to pay in the supermarket the other day, an older man asked me to pass him a plastic bag. as i gave him the bag i heard ,and i quote, “i thank you in the name of barak obama”
myself and the woman behind me smiled while the cashier was less appreciative. she rolled her eyes and murmured something about people being bored.
my unspoken advice to the if goofy but well meaning witty man is maybe to try this with a bit more receptive audience next time. after all most of the customers in this particular store don’t speak hebrew (south tel aviv)
hope the one whose name was mentioned in vain didn’t get a sudden hiccup attack… (u know, that superstition about hiccups )
please please please
have a good life