Highs and Lows

Having been thoroughly traumatized- though less than last year!- I have returned to the wilds of Snootyville. I have some lovely pictures to share. Once I remember the cable.

Lows:

• We should ship all them dem Mexicans off to Iyrack. Then our good Amurrican soldiers won’ have to die.
• Well, it’s just a man’s place to fight for his country. Women should take care of the babies.
• There’s no prejudice against women in the military. They get preference! There’s quotas!
• [Baking strawberry shortbread] is a woman’s job.
• I, um, had a thing with little Catherine [redacted]. [Ew.]

Highs:

• Digital camera! Much better than another neon pink cardigan.
  
• Favorite aunt and uncle, six cousinettes, a Vietnamese restaurant, and a bottle of wine!
• Quilt top for… er, maybe NOT for Fluffhead.
• Brilliant book from 1932 on the chemistry of cooking. Back in the day when women could only teach in the home ec department! 300 pages of chemical analysis of angel food cake, lard, and meringue, i.e. great frustration channeled through the kitchen.

The sign? Dear friends, it is a label about welding. The snake-looking thing is a welder, and they are warning various ways to not get electrocuted, set on fire, or asphyxiated. Except if you can’t tell that from the label… you should be reading the manual anyways.

We shall return shortly to our regularly scheduled outrage and scientific randomness.