Fish Futures

I just called the LA Fitness in West Seattle. This is the pool I used to go to every day - the one across the bridge that won't reopen til next Summer. Next Wednesday, is house cleaner day. I need to be out of the house for at least a couple of hours and that's about how long it will take me to get to that pool and back and swim*. A nice lady told me that they have the same basic set up as the one in Ballard, EXCEPT, they have an option for reserving for 1 hour!

So, next Tuesday, I'll call one or the other or both and get a slot for a Wednesday morning swim.

*Although the trip is longer, it is kind of easier (fewer traffic lights) AND there are things along the way - Popeye's, the Dollar Store, Safeway, Papa Murphy's...

And with that, I just talked myself into it and called back to see if they had anything tomorrow. Saturday, not too much traffic maybe? "I have a slot for an hour at 9, will that work for you?" Heck to the YES!

By the time the 8th inning rolled around last night I was exhausted my left upper arm and shoulder and my neck were so sore. I left it up to the Mariners to finish without me and fell into a coma. This morning, I'm rested and the arm and neck are fine. Oh and the Mariners won in a shut out.

Today I had no plans but now maybe I'll make a swimsuit!But also, of course, there will be TV and knitting. I haven't totally lost myself.

Thank you, whoever invented poke

I was going to go out. To the Goodwill and then to a new (to me) teryiaki place. But then I decided to make a swimsuit instead. As I rounding the curve on finishing the suit, I decided to treat myself to delivery of a poke bowl from my favorite poke place. Just joy all around. Plus, I couldn't finish it so ... now I know what's for supper!!

The suit is done. It's a very simple pattern because it's not a lay on the beach and look for hot guys suit. It's a swim laps comfortably suit.





The button is the only flourish and, actually, it's really to help me tell the front from the back quickly and easily.

Now I'm all ready for tomorrow.

Biggie had a marvelous time in the sewing room. He stole my pen and then my scissors and then he just ran around like a crazy cat. Now he's sleeping it off here next to me.



I was reminded, though, of sitting on the sewing stool in a long dress working and having Biggie and The Smalls as kittens play under the 'tent' made by the dress. They were quite the pair but Biggie alone is quite the pair!