da | Sunday

Sunday morning I went to Quaker Meeting, which was pretty good. There were a few messages about honouring those who have died and how to remember them, and I shared my story about Marion's Crocuses.

Rain. Lots of rain. We badly need to clean our eavestroughs (gutters, for you non-Canucks!) I suppose I'll look in the Yellow Pages, because I don't really feel like borrowing a 20-foot ladder and mucking them out myself (and I don't see d. doing so either). We skipped driving to Toronto for

metalana's Clawfoot Swap Meet, because the amount of rain looked un-fun to drive in. Boo.

Sunday afternoon included fighting with our network connection, which wouldn't stay up for long and was flaky while it was up. The phone-line was noisy also, and I found the cause of that: dan's painting his study. He washed the wall with the phone-jack box (not built-in, but sitting on the wall). More water than I would have expected got into the jack, causing intermittent shorts. So I took it apart to dry, and the phone-line crackling stopped. Yeesh. Now that I think about it, I've gotten water into a phone jack before, and I suppose you just need to be careful washing around them. Or replace them with in-wall jacks...

But there was something else wrong with the DSL, because the network was still wonky until late evening... But I think it was packets dropping at our ISP's end, and it resolved itself around 11.

We had

mtffm and

the_infamous_j over for stuffed shells. They brought tasty cinnamon rolls, d. cooked up a storm, and he and j. made a German pancake for desert. Happy stomach, happy taste-buds, and overall happy. Oh, right. Twirl-a-squrrel. Go, watch.