Modern times

First, here's some background information:

We're renting a condo with a really fabulous deck on the upper floor.


The deck. The mountains aren't really visible right now, but when they are they ratchet up the fabulousness quotient immensely.

This deck, however, is not completely partitioned off; instead, there is one enormous deck surface for 4 condo units, and this surface is partitioned using planters and really large flowerpots. A few weeks ago, the inhabitants of one of the other units asked if they could use our section for a party that would extend across all 4 decks, and we said yes. We think they forgot to move some of the flowerpots back when they were finished.

Now that I've probably confused half of you to hell and bored the rest, I will continue with the main feature, courtesy of my long-suffering husband: Steak Kebabs Made Easy In The 21st Century.

1) Buy a package of scrumptious ready-made steak kebabs (you know, with the onions and peppers already speared on with the meat) from a grocery store.
2) Add a rub
3) Take the kebabs to the deck
4) Bellow when you discover a neighbour's dog doing its business on your deck.
5) Bellow some more when you discover signs of other, older, and messier doggy business on your deck.
6) Conduct a heated discussion with the neighbours. Discover more than one dog may have been responsible.
7) Ask the wife where the disinfectant is. Tell her what happened.
8) Leave the kebabs in a spot where you're sure the cat can't reach them. Take the disinfectant back to the deck.
9) Hear the wife shriek as she comes out too and accidentally lets the cat escape.
10) Wait until the cat, with the wife in pursuit, realizes that running around outside isn't nearly as fun as he had been led to believe, then help the cat back inside.
11) Clean the deck.
12) Go back inside to fetch the kebabs.
13) Bellow again upon seeing the cat in the spot you thought he couldn't reach, happily licking the kebabs.
14) Wash the kebabs really, really well.
15) Grill the kebabs.
16) Eat the kebabs (we figure the combination of immersion and immolation should counteract whatever the cat did).
17) Vow to buy a house with a deck and a really good fence ASAP. Toast that thought with an extra glass of wine.


A slightly better view of the mountains, with a wistful cat in the foreground.


Chester says, "You know, if you would just get me a really big cat tree then maybe I wouldn't try so hard to escape."

Really short

I've joined a couple of knitalongs.
1) Summer of Socks
2) The Tour de France knitalong.

I also have an enormous Bucket o' WIP sitting by the TV chair.

Eek!

There was something else I wanted to say but now I forget what it is.

It's not on my friends list

I received an unpleasant surprise as I was sorting through my stash last night. At the bottom of one container, INSIDE a ziploc bag, there was a caterpillar-y thing moseying its merry way around a ball of mercerized cotton yarn. I cussed it out and threw it in the freezer to buy some time to identify it. I was afraid it might be a clothes moth (but in cotton?), but after doing some web-searching I think it's a carpet beetle larva; apparently clothes moth caterpillars are cream-coloured, whereas this...THING...is reddish-brown with tufts on one end. Still, this is not good...it is after all a creature that could eat my yarn. I mean, how did it get in there? And why have I not seen any others in the container? Are its friends hiding in my stash of red-brown yarn?

It's time to get the yarn containers off the carpet. And to quarantine the yarn in that container. With mothballs or something. Ee-freaking-ew.