My Bloody Valentine Cross Stitch Kit

I just listed this on Etsy. It's avaliable as a kit or as a pattern . It's pretty simple and could be a one nighter if you could hide somewhere from your SO long enough. I'm not sure you'd want anyone to see you making this.

The River or Why I'm Not At Work Today

So we live near the river in this tiny resort town. In the summer, its full of sunburnt drunk tourists who invariably end up drowning in a few feet of water. Well, not all of them, but at least one per holiday weekend.

Anyway, as you may know, we've had some crazy storms out here in California for the last week or two. I've been rocking my sweet hot pink Ed Hardy rain boots like crazy!

Our town is known for flooding when the river gets too high. It hasn't flooded here since we moved back from Nashville, but I've been compulsively checking the river levels every hour for the last week. Last night it rose 10 feet in about 6 hours. My boss took pity on me and let me go home on time. Today it stopped raining, but the river is still rising. I called work and they suggested I stay home (!). Paul's on his way back home now. He wanted me to go to the store and get some supplies.

Me: What should I get?

P: get some soup and some donuts

Me: and some chips. What are we going to do with soup?

So this is what I ended up getting.

Yes, I probably can't be trusted to get supplies in the event of an actual emergency. But at least I'll have some champagne. Damn, I should have got some instant coffee.

On my way back home I stopped and took a bunch of pictures. This is the local beach.

I also sent this photo to the local news station as they only show people's stupid weather photos and never air any actual news.

Meanwhile I keep hearing this effed up barking noise from the trees. I'm all "what the hell kind of bird sounds that retarded?"

This kind...I think I pissed him off.

So I left and drove around some more taking more pictures.

I'm not sure if this is some sort of sacrifice pit or a bbq or an abandoned chimney.

This is the river from the pedestrian bridge.

A lot of the houses around here are on stilts. I've always wondered at this lawn furniture set up. This is right down the street from us.

I wonder what that gazebo is nailed down with.

So I'll just be here all day. Eating donuts and drinking champagne (after 5pm of course) and watching the water rise. I think we have an inflatable raft upstairs in case of emergency. Wish me luck!

No more

So they posted this delightful poster by the time clock at my work. The previous night we got a quiz and handout attached to our paychecks. Privacy issues and stuff. It specifically said ( in addition to not looking up results out of curiosity ) no photographing specimens. Someone must have narc-ed on me. Taking pictures of gross pee to share with you all was the last thing that made my job tolerable.
So this poster went up and I stood there mesmerized trying to decipher the REAL meaning behind it. My feeling is that they are promoting recreational drug use, but only on the weekends. And only if engaged in winter sports But maybe I'm reading too much into it. -- Post From My iPhone