(The subject line is NOT a typo, I assure you. I would not share such things with you, dear readers....unless it was a ROFLMAO story.)
I was happily minding my own business (actually I was going to take care of some business) up at the local nursery when these
Mouths agape, their colours flaring, they rushed at me, threatening to gum me to death. More joined the pack, some pushing themselves out of the water in excitement.
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Y'know if they had been able to walk on land, I would've been afraid because they looked mighty hungry. As it was, most of those fish are big enough that I could've stuck my finger in their mouth. I was tempted...
The other day, I found out something I thought is quite interesting. Actually two things.
a) I have Darwin's Tubercle. Yay! I have pointy ears, only the points are inwards, not outwards. This almost completes my inner 15 year old's dream of being a Vulcan.
b) Not only is my "duck foot" called Morton's Toe (which I knew about), it is also associated with various foot, ankle, knee and back problems, and explains a whole lot about why I am so bad at things like running and wearing high heels, and sometimes even just walking. Since it is genetic, I'd love to know who I got it from but there is noone left on my Mum's side and I only have cousins (and they are dropping off the twig) on my father's side. I guess I'll have to ask my siblings, see if they remember anything. Anyway, it is nice to know it was considered "beautiful" by classic sculptors. However, anyone who says Morton's Toe is associated with slender feet has not seen my feet. I have a good grip on the ground, well I would if I didn't have Morton's Toe on both feet... I certainly can walk on sand more easily than DH who has tiny feet for a man his size.
The world of craft moves slowly. I have now sewn on half the buttons on my new cardigan, the one I "finished" in April. Pretty pathetic, eh? My new new cardigan is still embryonic after I decided maybe working on the sleeves would be a better idea than laboriously casting on 200-odd stitches and then discovering I was 10 or 20 over the number I needed even though I carefully swatched. I am starting to wonder if I am using 4.5mm needles rather than 4s. You would not think that 0.5mm in diameter would make such a difference but it can. I have one sock plus a half a foot of the next. It looks like I might be making another pair of socks - unusual for me.
I am waiting on a new 1/4" foot for the sewing machine so that I can sew the new quilt blocks together. It is a granny square quilt and looks pretty funky. Three of the squares are very funky indeed and are being held back for the backing as they are, cough, not exactly square and are resisting being square. I would run off and get a pic of it all unsewn together - we have enough floor space for me to lay things out now!!! - but it has decided to be miserable and grey here again today. At least it cleared yesterday enough for me to ride part way to Nathan's work, then do some more shopping. ahem. At least most of the shopping relates to plants or food - once I've repotted all the baby plants I have, I'll show you my balcony garden in progress. Assuming it ever stops raining. Rain is a Good Thing but you can have too much of it. I have been promised that the dry season will hit eventually, and am hoping that it won't be long because cloud and under 15C when it is supposed to be getting along to 20C and higher is a bit tedious.
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