Fish Face (273/365)

“No good fish goes anywhere without a porpoise”

Lewis Carroll (English Logician, Mathematician, Photographer and Novelist, especially remembered for Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. 1832-1898)

TIME:  11:02 PM
PLACE:  Home
SUBJECT:  The goldfish

I was noticing that the two goldfish (Juicy and Citrus) were looking too big for the fish tank we have.  Or is it the other way around?  The fish tank we have was looking too small for the two goldfish we have.  In any case, we either needed smaller fish or a bigger tank.  I figured that we would go up from the 2 gallon tank we had to a 5 gallon tank.  Not too huge, or expensive.  Boy, did I think wrong,  HH volunteered to take SD to the pet store to help out.  That was a mistake sending those two together.  We ended up with a bigger tank all right.  A 10 gallon tank.  And another goldfish (observe the multi-colored fish in the background which was promptly named “Poseidon” by SD).  And did I mention the $16.99 TWENTY-FIVE pound bag of gravel?  Yeah  Because apparently the last thing we need is to run short on aquarium gravel. *rolls eyes*  Let’s just say a small fortune was spent.  Good thing the HH put in some overtime yesterday and today.

Birthday View (119/365)

“There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents ... and only one for birthday presents, you know.”

Lewis Carroll [Charles Lutwidge Dodgson] (1832-1898), British author, mathematician, clergyman. Humpty Dumpty, Through the Looking-Glass, ch. VI, Macmillan (1872).

TIME:  6:34 PM
PLACE:  Downtown
SUBJECT:  View from the courtyard
(photo taken by HandsomeHusband)

The HandsomeHusband and I went out to dinner for my birthday.  We ate at a Mexican restaurant downtown, then stopped by another bar/restaurant for a soothing adult beverage.  A friend of mine from high school owns this particular establishment – he is a year older, was a football player and a jock, sat in front of me in accounting class, and on many Mondays, he would turn around in his desk, smile charmingly and say “I had a game this weekend and don’t know how to do the homework, can you show me how?”  I always did.  We still joke about how much he owes me for saving helping him out back then.  I just say that drinks on the house are always an acceptable form of payment for his indebtedness to me.

Leaf Pile (278/365)

 
“In autumn, when the leaves are brown,
Take pen and ink, and write it down.”

Lewis Carroll [Charles Lutwidge Dodgson] (1832-1898), British poet. Through the Looking-Glass. . ; pseud. of Charles Lutwidge Dodgson Oxford Book of Light Verse, The. W. H. Auden, ed. (1938) Oxford University Press.

TIME:  3:00 PM
PLACE:  Grade school
SUBJECT:  Leaves against the fence

About 3 or 4 days a week, I walk to the school with Oreo to meet StellaDella when she is dismissed – MonkeyBoy usually has patrols, band or basketball practice after school and cannot walk home with her.  We’ve been having some pretty, crisp autumn days the past week or so and it’s been nice to take the walk.  Oreo loves it, she gets to smell wonderful things on the way there, sometimes she even spots a squirrel or two and best of all, she receives all kinds of attention and love from the children once we arrive at the schoolyard.  Leaves are beginning to turn and fall off the trees and the wind has blown them up against the chain link fence in the playground.

Breakfast For Supper (221/365)

 
“It frequently breakfasts at five-o'clock tea, And dines on the following day”

*The Hunting of the Snark*, Lewis Carroll (English Logician, Mathematician, Photographer and Novelist, especially remembered for Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. 1832-1898)

TIME:  4:06 PM
PLACE:  Kitchen
SUBJECT:  StellaDella’s supper plate

Around once a month, I declare that we will be having “Breakfast For Supper.”  Usually it’s because we have things to do and places to be in the early evening and need something quick and easy to make or it’s because I’ve run out of ideas on what to make for supper.  Tonight it was a little of both – although I’ll admit that it was a bit more of the latter than of the former.

Rock Lobster (314/365)

 
'Tis the voice of the Lobster; I heard him declare,
'You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair.'

Lewis Carroll [Charles Lutwidge Dodgson] (1832-1898), British poet. Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. . ; pseud. of Charles Lutwidge Dodgson Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.

TIME:  7:01 PM
PLACE:  Knights of Columbus Council Hall
SUBJECT:  Lobster Dinner

Two local Democratic Clubs sponsored a Lobsterfest tonight and, as HandsomeHusband is in the political scene, we went to offer our support and eat some crustaceans.  Having been dragged under duress cheerfully accompanied him to many other political functions, I can honestly say that this was one of the better fundraising events I have attended.  We had freshly cooked Maine lobsters, corn, potatoes, and slaw (with feta cheese!).  Good stuff.  Thanks for taking me to this one honey…I enjoyed it!

Very Fuzzy Caterpillar (274/365)

 
"Who are you," said the caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, "I—I hardly know, Sir, just at present—at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have changed several times since then."

Lewis Carroll [Charles Lutwidge Dodgson] (1832-1898), British author, mathematician, clergyman. Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, ch. V, Macmillan (1865).

TIME:  3:27 PM
PLACE:  The front porch
SUBJECT:  Caterpillar

I went with my sister Cathy to the St. Louis Library today to help wrangle my niece while she did some work for a class she is taking.   I was taking some pictures in front of the building as we left and a couple of guys asked what I was doing, so I told them about my project.  One of them asked to take his picture, so I did.  Then Cathy treated me to lunch at Crown Candy Kitchen for helping her.  Mmmmm - BLT’s with TONS of bacon and a Hot Fudge malt – the perfect lunch!   On the way home, I received a phone call from the school saying that MonkeyBoy  wasn’t feeling well, so we stopped by school  and brought him home.  He’s feeling a little better now, but is really tired.

StellaDella found this caterpillar after school and carried it cupped in her hands as she and DramaQueen walked home.  She really wanted to keep it as a pet and was disappointed when I wouldn’t let her. 

Zuppa Del Giorno (250/365)

“Soup of the evening, beautiful soup!
Soup of the evening, beautiful soup!
Beau—ootiful Soo—oop!
Beau—ootiful Soo—oop!
Soo—oop of the e—e—evening,
Beautiful, beautiful soup!”

Lewis Carroll [Charles Lutwidge Dodgson] (1832-1898), British author, mathematician, clergyman. The Mock Turtle, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, ch. X, Macmillan (1865).

TIME: 5:25 PM
PLACE: The kitchen table
SUBJECT: Minestrone soup

Today was Labor Day here in the USA (Canada and Bermuda as well) where we celebrate the social and economic achievements of the American worker. Normally the family walks in the Labor Day parade here in our town with HH’s union. The kids love it since they get to heave candy (mini tootsie rolls) all along the parade route, but since SD is still getting over her sickness, only HH and MB went to march this morning. I celebrated by doing laundry and going to the grocery store to get the ingredients to make this minestrone soup that was posted last November on Scribbit – Motherhood in Alaska. I loved it and HH declared that it “was pretty damned good soup,” so it will definitely be made again. I like soup and try to have it with homemade bread and salad a few times a month during the fall and winter season.

Back In My Snail Shell (189/365)

 
“Will you walk a little faster?” said a whiting to a snail,
“There’s a porpoise close behind us, and he’s treading on my tail. See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the dance? Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?

Lewis Carroll, (English Logician, Mathematician, Photographer and Novelist, 1832-1898), "Alice in Wonderland", Chapter X: The Lobster Quadrille 

TIME:  8:20 PM
PLACE:  South Side Park
SUBJECT:  Snail in shell

An uneventful day.  I was able to get the first coat of paint on the porch steps.  I will get a second coat on tomorrow and a final coat on Friday.  More than likely, they will need to be repainted in the next 3 years...that's the nature of the beast.  Other than that - it was laundry today.  MonkeyBoy had baseball practice tonight and I was able to sit on my behind and watch sans other children.  It was rather peaceful.  Afterwards, he and I went to the nearby park to search for a photo opportunity.  MB and his sharp eyes found this snail for me to photograph.