It’s a dark and dreary Sunday up here in the mountains. El Nino is bringing northern California much needed rain. A cozy fire burns in our stove, warming the whole house. My husband and I are coughing and sneezing, our bodies the latest victims of this nasty cold everyone seems to be getting. Nothing we consider watching is airing on television right now and since we don’t have cable internet up here, we have to rely on satellite, which is dodgy at best, especially when it’s raining. So, Netflix casting is out.
But all is not lost. I have a commission to knit an R2D2 beanie and have cast on the required amount of stitches…3 times. Don’t ask.
But I’m still working on the design part. That will be the challenge here.
And what better way to concentrate by putting in the DVD player the classic movie “The Outlaw Josey Wales”? Yea, you’re right. That’s why I’ve had to restart the beanie three times! How many of you use Josey-isms? “Vultures gotta eat, same as worms” or “Whupped ’em again, Josey” and let’s not forget one that I have posted before and is my favorite “That big talk don’t mean doodley-squat”. This is one of those perfect movies that came, surprisingly, out of the 70s. Everyone played their part perfectly…with the exception of Clint Eastwood’s then current girlfriend, Sondra Locke. We wonder how much better this movie would have been with a better actress. Oh, well.
Hope you’re having a better time today in your neck of the woods!