Grab bag post

Anne is having a contest. *************** Overheard at a pub while waiting for the other SnBers to arrive: "You don't have a cell phone? How do you communicate with your kids?" *************** This morning I had to get to work early to do a procedure, so I didn't have time to get a lunch ready. Not a problem - I had a container with some leftover chinese food sitting in the mini-fridge freezer in our on-call room. It had been there for about 2-3 weeks, and the opportunity had not yet arisen for me to eat it. When I got to work, I went to take it out of the freezer to thaw. The freezer was empty. Nothing there except for ice build up. Now, the only people who use this call room are those doctors who are on call for the ICU. Right now there are only 2 of us. So if I didn't take it out, my colleague probably did. Which meant that he either ate it, or threw it out. Both possibilities baffled me - what the hell was he thinking? So, I decided to check out the lunch buffet at a nearby Indian restaurant (our hospital doesn't really have a cafeteria). It's in a strip mall, along with a Christian bookstore, a mini-mart, and a Goodwill. I decided to pop into Goodwill to see if I could find any knitting books there (several of my knitting books are from secondhand shops). No knitting books, but I found this for $2.50: A cool little metal container which can serve to store all sorts of stuff... ...such as the collection of sock yarn leftovers (mostly Patons Kroy) that was on sale for $2.50. The colours are mostly blues/browns/greys, and perfect for contrast toes/heels. Or maybe even some fair isle. So I actually benefitted from having my lunch tossed. But rest assured...I'm still bitter about it. **************** Although it looks like Somerset is admiring her reflection in the lid in the photo above, she was actually rubbing her face against the edge. She loves rubbing her face against rough things, especially zippers. She has all sorts of weird habits - for instance, She's been drinking water out of glasses for a while now. But now it's getting a bit bizarre - she'll walk by a fresh bowl of water to go check out the coffee table for glasses containing water. Today there was a glass that was too small for her head to fit into, and she started going crazy - scratching at some nearby paper in frustration, trying to figure out how she could get at that water. *********************** Geri commented a few posts back that it's surprising that Somerset tolerates Greedo sitting on top of her. The other night, Somerset was curled up in a little ball sleeping. So Greedo decided to get comfy as well. Hey, where's Somerset's head? Here it is! I don't know which cat is weirder - Greedo for laying down on top of Somerset's head, or Somerset, for tolerating it for a good 5 minutes. ************************* Incidentally, not all of the yarn in the bag from Goodwill was Kroy. There was some balls that looked like they were acrylic, and one very old ball band that proudly proclaimed: "100% Virgin Nylon"