Like an icecube with skin

Today has been so lovely. Perfect weather, why can’t it be like this all the time? I played on the Wii Fit for an hour, didn’t get overheated like I do on hot days (I don’t do that much on the hot days either) and didn’t need to throw many layers on top of my sweaty body to prevent me from freezing in a few minutes either. Lovely.

We went for a walk this afternoon. Have to take my camera with me tomorrow. Assuming tomorrow will also be awesome. It better be, there is many pretties to take pictures of. And then I don’t have to bother with words, i can let the images speak for me. Or something like that.

On tonight’s episode of "I need a topic, Topic-Face!" , Jake tells me to write about… pancakes. Which he only thought of because TV is showing GIANT pancakes. "over a foot of pancake. A footcake!" He sucks like a suck in a suck factory. At least when it comes to thinking of ANYTHING that I can write about. What can I say abotu pancakes… using brownie mix does not work. I’m not too fond of pancakes. They are pretty much just a maple syrup delivery system for me. We don’t have very nice maple syrup though. Downstairs does. I think they get theirs local… although that can’t be right, because you have to pay extra to get the local stuff. Yargh. I need to know what they use, because it is good. And yummy. Maybe it is the same I have, but watered down? Except they dont’ seem the kind of people that water stuff down. Mmm… water. I like water. It’s great in a bottle. I don’t like glasses of water, makes me feel like… like I’m drinking nothing. But at the same time, A LOT of nothing. Plus I like fridge-cold water, so bottles are useful. If I had placcy (uh… plastic) bottles, the reusable kind, that would be cool. I can only seem to find metallic ones here, and although I’m sure they don’t make the water taste metallic, I am rather sensitive to the smell and taste of metal so that’s not for me. Yet another thing I should’ve gotten from home when I was there. I forgot so many things, only came back with candy. I forgot more lip balm (the real good stuff), bandaids (america does them weird, and I can’t find any that has sticky bits on the sides of the fabricy-square… how is stuff not meant to get in there?!) and buttermenthols. Which just plain don’t exist here.

The ultimate evisceral doughy experience. TV just said that. Man,. what is Jake watching? Mmm… donuts. I want donuts. Not enough to get some from the store next door though. I don’t need another 12 pack of those things. Or even a 6 pack. I have no idea if Dunkin Donuts donuts are any good. Need to try one at some point. Maybe. Maybe not, then I might want donuts even more. I love saying ‘the store next door’ too, by the way. It’s just so much fun and sounds so cool. Much better than the name it actually has.

I guess I shouldn’t be so hard on Jake, his suggestion really did work rather well. At least, it unleashes some ramble. Which is my favourite kind of…. thing.

Oh, my title! I didn’t know what to do with the rest of the 4 pounds of grapes we bought the other week, so I chopped off the gross bits and froze the rest. They are so nice. Very weird to have this nice flavoured soft-ice blob, and then your mouth is full of grape-skin. Nummy though. Good snack.