July 9, 2005 | Outdoor curtains | Holga

Not one of my better shots, but I like how the curtain is shredded.

A day in the life of Lala. Not that thrilling, but good enough for me:

Tourism brochure picture perfect weather. Breakfast with L at a Parkdale greasy diner. Bacon was good. Eggs not so good. Potty training boot camp started. Underlying theme of the day is panties. A streetcar ride downtown, with a longer than expected walk to get there. Keep forgetting that the Queen car is out of commission. Looked at art. Lots of it. I'm inspired. So hot that we cool out feet in the water fountain at Nathan Phillips. L is shoeless and content, making new friends where ever she goes it seems. Naptime. Finally make it to the Y late afternoon, and sweat out my any bad karma on the running machine. The Thermals are along for the ride. Bike ride there, bike ride home along Queen. A stop at the beaver to have an americano (the best in the city), but decide against the patio after checking it out. A familiar face there, and I want the day to continue unscathed, so I walk home, hot coffee in hand. Spilled most of it. Rest of the evening is a blur - already aching from over doing it at the Y. Leah is in bed for the night and my time begins. A dog walk on a warm night through beloved Parkdale. Loving the loaner power book still. Loving it a little too much. Another late night, but an americano in the early evening fueled me. A lesson in cross processing which I will try this week. A cold beer while surfing the web, and up till 1:30am on chat with a friend. That's my Saturday for your reading pleasure.

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