For our anniversary Saturday, we decided to go to the ball game. Los Angeles creamed the Tigers, but we had fun, great seats (on deck circle), ball park food and a lot of laughs. I think I'm still a little puffy from all the sodium I ingested in one night...or maybe it was the beer. I paid for all that walking on Sunday, but today I start PT, so I'm hopeful for some quick results in the recovery department.
In the knitting department, we are seeing gains. Tonight I'll cast on and hopefully finish the sleeves for the sweater. Now don't go thinking that my lace looks rather blobby and hideous. It hasn't been blocked (or hemmed) yet, but that will happen if the therapist doesn't make mincemeat of me later on. Blocking is where miracles happen with lace and the knitter must have great faith in water and wire (or pins). The photo itself isn't great as I took it with the Mac. I can't find my camera, nor my son's.
As I write this, Leo is being escorted by his master to Doggy Day Camp. He is going to be evaluated for inclusion into the pack of dogs that visit this joint just a mile down the street. His master doesn't have faith. I'm not so sure myself. He barks at every dog he sees when he's on the leash or in our yard, but things may be better when there are others around to put him in his proper place. Doggy Day Camp costs $23 a day, but it's all day long from 9 AM to 6 PM. We're hopeful it'll help him play well with others.
Heard as they were leaving for the assessment:
"Please don't embarrass me."
"I'm sure they'll kick us out"
Wish Leo well. He needs all the help he can get.