Marvelous Countdown

Well, as Sparky's Mom noticed, the days left here are fewer than the days spent here. Yesterday was our halfway point. I have mixed feelings about this. I love it over here, but home is home.

It's rainy and cold today. 18 degrees C for what that's worth. Audrey, Julie, and I spent part of the morning at Karen's house again today. She's a lady from church who lives around a couple of corners from here. I also met a lady named Moira who has 5 kids. Yikes.

We've had lunch and Julie is sleeping. Grocery store and post office are on the agenda for this afternoon, then we are going out to eat tonight. I think I'd like to go to TGI Friday's, but we'll see what Steve picks.

I have decided that the posh hairdo is a royal pain. Especially when it rains and my hair wants to revert to the wonderful wildness that is my normal "do." So I'm compromising and letting it be crazy everywhere except the front and I use my new "posh do skills" to make the front behave.

I think we're going to head south this weekend to spend some time on a beach. It will probably be too cold to get in the water, but it should be fun just to play in the sand and the shallow waves. The plan is to sleep in tomorrow (hopefully), then drive the 1 1/2 hours to the beach. We'll see what actually happens, though.

Uuummm.

Grace M. sent me a series of comics today. "Get Fuzzy" has been one of our favorites for quite a while. The particular one I like is below:

The thing that's funny is that I actually understand what the bloke in the cap is saying! Because the type is small, I'll repeat him, then translate:

3rd frame: "Ah, brilliant! Been havin' a butcher's for your flat all day mate. Thought I'd cocked summit up! I'm well knackered, I can tell you! I could do with a bevvy and a kip!"

Translation: Great! I've been looking for your apartment all day, man. Thought I'd screwed something up. I'm exhausted, I can tell you! I could do with a drink and a nap!

Last frame: "Plus some bloke diddled me brolly in the queue for the khazi back in Blighty."

Translation: Plus some dude stole my umbrella in the line for the toilet back in England.

I only had to look up "khazi" and "Blighty." The rest I actually knew! "Butcher's" is part of the Cockney rhyming slang. Butchers hook = take a look. There's a whole set of slang based on this. If you've seen "Ocean's Eleven," Basher (the black explosives guy) uses it at one point. He says they are "in Barney." Barney Rubble = we're in trouble. Quite entertaining, actually.

Anyway, Julie is screaming at me. I think I'll grab my new MP3 player and go up and stand by her cot to calm her down. The MP3 is another saga for another day. Blech.