Pirates!
Steve and I watched Pirates of the Carribean last night while Mercury napped peacefully beside us. Zeus decided that the pirate's life was not for him and stayed upstairs in their kitty bed while we were amused by the swashbuckling antics. I think that Steve must have been fighting skeletal pirates in his dreams and lifting them over his head WITHOUT bending his knees; he's laid up this morning with an awful backache.
This was a perfect knitting movie and I got a good bit done on the prayer shawl while we watched. Yes, I know, watching a movie doesn't constitute prayer. But I think at this point I'm referring to the pattern, although I do think about the intended recipient often as I work on it. She's one of my aunts who has long suffered from a variety of internal problems. I started the shawl when she was having her 21st operation. She's doing very well now, and I hope to complete this shawl within the next month so that I can send it on to her.
Today I'm heading to the local Borders for coffee and a bit of "reading atmosphere." Currently, I'm working on Samuel Butler's The Way of All Flesh, a delightful romp through Victorian writing conventions. The book is really quite good and I wish that I could find it on tape so that I could listen to some witty Brit (maybe Ralph Fiennes-ish?) reading it out to me while I worked on my knitting and sipped a cup of tea. But for now I must content myself with the gentle hum of sometime readers and the whoosh of the cappucino machine.
Merc sleeps:
