Now going full throttle, and the downside, also Octopus Day

Tuesday I had hearing friends Ruth and Laura tuned up to 100%, and on the way home, a tire pressure alert sounded, so loud because of the upgrade, that I nearly swerved off the road. Gary will get to it when he can,  meanwhile I missed my Tuesday knitting group, tiny first world problem.

He too, has people in Florida and is very concerned about them, largely because they either can't or don't plan to evacuate from Milton. So much worry all at once.

Meanwhile he's starting to stake out the tulip bed..measuring, looks like.

I'm reading Tey's Franchise Affair, published in 1948, and surprisingly up to date about media tearing down innocent people and building up criminals. Also great characters and a good distraction. I'm just zooming through the collection, just right for my mood now.

Handsome Son's Tuesday morning text wished me a happy Octopus Day, so I'm passing it on

One of the smartest animals there is. 

People come fairly far down the intelligence scale, we find, the more we learn about other earthly animals.

Textiles and Tea featured

She's from New Mexico, from a long family history of weavers, and likes the saori, spontaneous form, with wabi sabe, appreciating the beauty of the  broken and irregular,  and the natural effects of pressure and wear. She also does her own  photography, and you see the beauty of her composition. It's masterful as photography rarely is.

Happy day everyone,  safety first if you can manage it. People who go through Milton and out the other side, please let us know when you can.

Happy thanksgiving, if it applies. Or Thursday.

 Yesterday we had a lovely afternoon, the food was simple: precooked turkey slices, tender and very good, heated up with baby preroasted tricolor potatoes, with peas and corn, steamed, cranberry sauce. Cheese and crackers. Pumpkin pie, baked at the store, whipped cream fired from a can. All easy, still with leftovers, low labor. 

He asked after Pink Rabbit (predictive text thinks that should be Floyd), and went up to my bedroom to see her on the baby rocker with the bears. While he was there he kindly adjusted my shower stools, two, one in each bathroom, which I use outside the shower. 

They were both a bit low, different height from the ADA -compliant toilet and the bathtub sides, but right for Handsome Partner, for whom I installed them. I think this is a safety issue, so he raised both to match the fittings. 

This involved wrestling with pliers to pop the leg-adjusting buttons which had been in place for years and were beyond my strength to press hard enough. I suggested silicone dabbed on with a qtip, and that and brute force did the trick.  Much easier to rise from now.

So I'm thankful for a  good son who doesn't mind doing a safety job on a holiday. 

After he'd left, I finished my socks

Which are much redder and less purple than the camera thinks.

While I knitted I listened to the rest of an old favorite in a new recording on YouTube

 I like this because it has a couple of my favorite female characters, the Sharpes, mother and daughter, the wrongly accused, very independent, and nonconformist. They're not unlike my other favorite, Catherine Oliphant from Less than Angels, for similar reasons.

Now the knitting is done, I think, after a day off to rest my neck, just in case, I might make a few comfort pocket dolls for children. I've made many of these in the past and I think there's even one on the needles somewhere. I'll keep you updated. 

So while Handsome Son was here, we planned for him to visit mid December and cook me lunch for my birthday,  then get out my small bag of Christmas decorations to set up. Lunch is  going to be garlicky chicken breast and mozzarella on toasted long rolls whose name escapes me, a special request from me. It's my birthday present.

And I did a selfie, complete with the official Good Pearls, to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving, or happy Thursday, whichever applies. Rayez ce qui est inutile. One of my favorite French bureaucratic commands -- delete that which is inapplicable!

But do have a happy day. I plan to.