Salty Problems
This is probably going to sound strange but today was the first day I finally got around to buying a box of regular table salt. I have not bought a box of table salt since I moved to Toronto…almost two years ago. I could say that I’m just not a salty person, which is true, I’m not a huge fan of salty things, but my cupboards indicate otherwise:
Just so you know, there are eleven kinds of salt in this picture. Six of them are in that round container in the middle. Add the box of table salt I bought today and we have 12 kinds of salt in my kitchen at this very moment.
Who has salty problems? I do.
Rusty Hands not Rusty Valves.
I’ve decided to make a trip out to London at the end of this month to dust off my torch and crank out some glass. It’s been a really long time since I’ve flameworked, I’m hoping that A) It will be like riding a bike, but most importantly B) My equipment hasn’t become faulty and I accidentally blow myself up. My annealer ‘oven’ freaks my parents out enough as it is. I don’t need to be torching their garage in the process.
Something in the whole equation is bound to be rusty. I’m hoping it’s only me.
Safety anxiety aside, the whole thought of reuniting with my love makes me giddier than Pepper and an open jar of peanut butter.
I CAN’T WAAAAAAIT!!!
Oh Canada!
Wow! What a game last night! I made the mistake of saying out loud ‘It would be awesome if the US didn’t score anything at all!’ Which was followed by Bee looking at me like I just killed his puppy and telling me what bad luck it was to say such things. Followed again by the US scoring. It got really scary when they managed to tie up in the last couple of seconds, made for one exciting game but lesson learned about hockey superstition!
I have to say I’ve never felt more proud to be Canadian! We rocked it! It’s a great feeling to look out my window and see the CN Tower all lit up in gold and to know that we not only finally scored gold on home turf, but we scored the most gold ever! It made me want to go parade in the streets with everyone else!
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Sidenote: I think it’s pretty safe to say that we had the cutest Olympic mascots of all time:
Quatchi kills me!
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