Is that skating or skiing?
Another day of circumsance; I watched an even from the games, without understanding the why or the where.I think it involved skis, but the players were trying to skate, uphill, in a really nasty winter storm. The whole even was truncated by 40 percent, and not one competitor complained. I guess they really are there for the medals, and not the brutal exposire to winter. More power to them. Somebody won, but I was there by virtue of timing. In the end, it ended. More in four (years time).
We had the blue-eyed boy among us, sis I had to share the couch and keep the treats (for me) to a minimum. Our own dog is a perfect host; he always allows the other kid to hog the couch, and never asks why we keep him on air rations. Yes, we hide the chow bowl. And the garbage cans. Water in a bowl is as good as it gets.
The phone remained quiet. No calls asking me to approve phantom cellphone purchases. No surveys. Nothing. A quiet weekend.
I did wander into the world of online shopping. I really hate the colour schemes and the odd layouts. At one I saw a running total for my intended purchases, at well over the 700 dolar point. I have become very wary of the checkout process, so I called a virtual halt, emptined the queue (more difficult than imagined) and started my order process over. Whittled the total down to under 50, and pushed the button. No more carefree shopping for me; I’ll be attentive at every step.
And outside, nothing of interest. A few flurries. A new squirrel in the bird feeders. Months to go intul the next season.
