It's Fake Canada Day!!

So today is fake Canada Day, the day when even though it's not the day the country was founded most people get a day off work. Not me. It was the final set up day before swim and sew summer camp took wing. There will be eight kids in the house this week, which will be at the same time exhillerating and exhausting. That is why we love it. To perk things up, I got to make the welcome sign... yay!

Fortunately Maddy and Kathryn were around to make the day go by quickly.

Unfortunately the spreadsheet with all the information about the campers that my mom and I were filling out crashed. Doing for the second time made me want to poke my eyes with forks. Spreadsheet = BAD. That is the math for the day.

Fortunately we found all the necessary equipment for our crafts for the day.

Unfortunately we spent much time threading splitty thread through welsh weaving sticks. This also made me want to poke my eyes out with forks.

Now I don't usually have this obsession with forks but Kathryn and I watched this crazy crazy movie last night on CBC (note to self, midnight on the CBC is never good) called the ecstasy note about this guy who, when he got stabbed in his left hand with a fork and hit the fork with a knife he made everyone pass out in ecstasy. It was supposed to be all arty and deep. It was not. Just creepy. That is all.

And in other news I am reading Tristram Shandy with which I have quickly developped a rampant obsession. If you haven't read it, do. And then after see the movie. I usually don't advocate movies based on books because they are usually terrible. This one is not. It is fantastically wonderful. Any movie that puts an adult into a giant womb, where the main character isn't even born by the end of the movie and cannot decide how it should be made... excellent excellent stuff.

But most importantly of all, drum roll please, I am almost finished knitting my socks. They are my first pair and I am really really excited about them. So much so that I abandoned a lot of other really beautiful things to make them. The toe on the second sock is giving me quite a bit of trouble. This is the second time I've had to do it, but I am so determined. Next up Croc socs for that lovely sister of mine: MADDY!

Also I think I am in love with socks.