Remember Yahtzee? How if your dice didn’t amount to anything in particular, you could just total them up and put the sum in “chance”? Today my dice don’t amount to anything in particular…
Yahtzee is not one of my favorite games, but I can enjoy playing it. I love word games, like Scrabble, Password, Taboo, Pass the Bomb, Catchphrase, etc. The husband, on the other hand, hates word games. We’re both tired of the games we have, and we also feel silly playing a game by ourselves. Word games or games of chance or strategy, they’re all more fun with more than two people. Chess would probably be a good one for us, but neither of us knows how to play, and my impression is that you need to learn by playing with someone who knows the game.
For breakfast, I’ve been eating Quaker Oat Squares for a long time now… whole grain oats, no hydrogenated fat, no corn syrup. But the other day I noticed that there’s 14 grams of sugars in a one-cup serving. That’s not exactly helping me avoid sugar. I think I might try making a batch of waffles once a week and freezing them, and alternating oatmeal or waffles for breakfast… might also look at the ingredients list for generic Cheerios, so as to have something to eat on days when I don’t want to do any preparation.
I’m in the middle of knitting a sweater. The back is done, and I’m maybe halfway through the front. I’m using a mohair-blend yarn, which is interesting to knit with — very hard to count stitches — and the pattern involves cables, which are not all that difficult but hurt my hands. I’ve knit some rectangular things before, but this is my first attempt at something with increases and decreases and various pieces which will have to be sewn together. I’m very curious to see if the pieces will fit one another, and if the whole sweater will fit me.
I’m tired of all my books. And I don’t feel like going to the library either. So the other night I picked out Malory’s Works, which I haven’t read since college. That’s right, the 15th Century collection of Arthurian stories. I’m a little bogged down right now in a series of paragraphs about who saw who on foot, then knocked someone else down in order to give the horse to the guy on foot, then who else saw who else on foot, etc. My favorite Arthurian book is White’s The Once and Future King; maybe I’ll re-read that if I ever get through Malory. Generally I prefer modern literature… modern writers tend to flesh out the psychology that older writers only barely hint at.
American Idol held absolutely no appeal for me in the first two seasons. But when I was volunteering with a youth group, the kids kept talking about the show and their favorites, and I decided to watch the third season so I could join in the conversation. And I got hooked. I still think that the show may do as much harm as good, if not more…. the music industry has enough over-hyped, overly molded artists and I’d rather see more emphasis on original music and developing not just an image but a real sense of self and real artistic vision. But it’s still a lot of fun to watch the show.
Speaking of TV shows, I’ve also gotten hooked on House. For one thing, I really love the theme music for some reason. And I love House, a doctor who’s great at what he does but who is a jerk who says whatever he wants. When you’re an irksome girl, it’s nice to be reminded that there are other jerks out there.
