Yesterday while Shawn and I were painting the last stupid wall in the stupidly large room, my sister phoned and asked if I would like to go to the Botanical Gardens to see the butterflies on Sunday morning. Surprisingly enough I did want to go, so I said yes! I tend to get up fairly early lately (sigh) and I knew I would be up and ready to go by nine in the morning. Shawn stayed home and slept in.
So off we went today. I squeezed into the back seat with my niece in her carseat (I need smaller hips to do that comfortably!) and with my brother-in-law driving and my sister shotgunning we were on our way! (How come my spell checker doesn’t like “carseat” but “shotgunning” is ok??)
I have to say though I had a fantastic time with my sister (yes, I KNOW) and her family, the whole Botanical Gardens slash Butterfly Exhibit was really underwhelming. Sad, but true. And even though we got there at almost opening it was still packed with people and people with their bloody SUV-HUMMER-TANK strollers. Jeez, people! Bring a smaller stroller when you go to a place that has a path hardly big enough for a person to walk through single file! I swear people can be so self-centered and it drives me crazy! Anyhow…
The few butterflies we were able to see were, um, big and I guess pretty. *grin* Some were nicer than others, and I did get a couple of nifty shots. (Which I am about to make you suffer through, you have been warned – especially if you find butterflies creepy and disgusting.
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(I thought these flowers were pretty!)
And that’s it. Scared you, didn’t I? Heh.
When I got home I also took some shots of my puppies out in the yard…


When I got home Shawn was up and had the living room pretty much cleared out of painting crap, only for us to realize we’re probably going to need a THIRD coat on the stupidly big wall as it’s not covered very well and you can still see the yellow-green through the darker green in a lot of places. I have no clue why this wall would need three coats when the other walls are fine, but this means we need to buy more paint and hell if I was going to do that today. So I guess we’re painting next Saturday, too. Argh! Might pick up my cream/white type paint as well so that we can to the trim around the windows and then when we’re ready to buy the moldings we’re putting up, I can paint those too.
So that was my weekend… painting and butterflies. Also there was a lunch with Ravi at the Peel Pub and then I picked up my last two months worth of Buffy comics and then I took a nap. Heh. I am old and decrepit (a phrase I am teaching my 19-month old niece “Aunty Cat is old and decrepit and can’t keep her leg contorted at this angle so you can play with the velcro on her shoes much longer.” What? I was squooshed in the back of the Toyota!

Back to work tomorrow… a big whoppin’ 5-day week. Ugh. Last week was like, the longest 4-day week in history, I swear! I don’t think I can make it through 5 days! And sadly, my Super 7 only won me a free ticket and not the 5 million jackpot.
PS – I am about to tackle answering the comments on the post two below this one. You know the one where I craved attention? Yeah, that one.



