Since I’m still on holiday, I hope you don’t mind that I cheat and re-post something from last year, as we count down to the sticky sweetness of Valentine’s Day.
I have mixed feelings about Valentine’s, mainly because I can’t believe how quick the Christmas lights get replaced with pink heart garlands these days.
No chocolates or rosepetals for this grumpy dude, no surprise picnic at the planetarium. If you’d like to keep him company (or if you’d like for him to keep yours), feel free to download and use him as your desktop wallpaper*. The actual jpg is 1024 x 768 pixels, so you may need to ’stretch to fit’ your monitor.
Some of my current happy-makers…
I recently found a hilarious, adorable blog, called My Milk Toof; it’s about the adventures of ickle and Lardee, two baby teeth, and it’s created by Inhae Renee Lee. A guaranteed pick-me-up!
One of my projects in progress is a set of t-shirts for Ontario Parks. Nothing’s been finalized, but I’m so dang excited about it, here are a couple of the rough sketches:
You know when you get a gift for someone and you know they really adore it? Well, I got a Powerball (a gyroscopic ball that works out your wrists & arms) for John for Christmas. He’d had something similar as a kid and I knew he used to love it, AND this one also has a read-out that tells him how many RPMs he’s gotten. In a nutshell: he’s addicted. His record so far:
I have an addiction too: to knitting (starting with that scarf for a friend, then toques for the family). I’ve learned about yarn overs and slip-slip-knit stitches on youtube. During the workday, I swear I can hear the needles calling my name. I’m even doing cables now:
And maybe the thing that’s making me happiest of all at this very moment is that I am on my honeymoon. Sneaky sneaky, I wrote this before leaving and got it to post while we’re away — yay, technology! And yay, Mexico!
What’s making you happy these days?
general rambling, horn tootin'
Just a few blocks from where I live in the Glebe, there was a massive five-alarm fire on Monday at an 18-unit apartment building. I took the photo above while running errands today; the remains of the building look like a nightmarish dollhouse.
The view from the front:
Luckily, no one was hurt. On Monday night, I was stupefied at the scene of firefighters as they gushed water on the structure — many hours after the blaze started. The street was closed off, and people were milling about. I saw a firefighter bring a cat out to one of the tenants of the building and she thanked him profusely, as she thought she’d lost her pet in the blaze. It was touching to see that, even while still probably in shock about losing her home and everything in it, this girl could have a moment of relief and happiness.
Fellow Glebe-ites and bloggers at Apt. 613 posted a thorough write-up about the fire, including how people can help out the residents of 114 Glebe Avenue, who are all now homeless.