Yesterday I...um...threw the baseball around with Dad. I used to be all right at throwing but lousy at catching, and now it's the opposite. Also, we listened to SNO, as usual. I love that show. It brings back memories, and occasionally they'll play something I like. Shadflies, shadflies....
I love grocery shopping with my dad. My mum goes through really quickly, picking up things she thinks are interesting, but by the time she reaches the cash the cart is very overstuffed. Five people, and she's the one it depends on. Whereas Dad always picks up things he likes, like tzaztiki and bread and ginger beer. It's almost as if he doesn't see the rest of the stuff in the store. I can't really explain it, but my brother's like that too. Oblivious until they decide they like something, and then they buy that all the time. (Example: My father's innumerable harmonicas.)
Then today my mum decided to take me to The Bay to see about summer skirts and such...which was painful, mostly because we both loathe shopping, but also because I seem to be a size 5, which does not exist. Hopefully we'll find some in Turkey (the place to buy any summer clothes, be they sandals or embroidered shirts). Anyway, that didn't turn out too badly.
We found the roll of film we were missing from Vancouver, which made me very very happy. Now we're missing the colour swatches for the attic. And I left all my stuff at school, so I'm going to be studying...um...sometime.
Kelsey called me last night to tell me that she thought the blog about me being questioned by the doctor was funny. My mother told her I was asleep, which wasn't exactly true -- I was in my room wearing pajamas, but I heard the phone ring and got one of those feelings that it was for me. Still, as I told Kelsey, it would have been strange for me to walk into their room to pick up the phone because I knew it was for me.
Anyway in half an hour I'm going to call and remind people we said we would be going biking.
What is beautiful?
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