I’ve just been ten straight days with Eila. That’s a longer childcare-free period than any since she was seven months old. It was tons of fun, and I am quite ready to go back to work tomorrow morning when she goes to camp.
I am golden from the sun. Eila, who wears sunscreen, is just glowing. We went to Cobourg to see a friend, the Kawarthas to see relatives, Toronto to see my brother, and finally spent a day at Ontario Place. The highlight of my trip was being in a canoe again. The highlight of Eila’s might have been the Free Fall ride at Ontario Place. She rode it 30 times, no exaggeration — and no queues. Pics will make it eventually to facebook. Look for me in your mini-feed.
Not only did I learn on this trip, from my friend MF, that running the car’s air conditioner with the windows open is called a “texas flush,” I learned the much more practical fact, this time from my aunt KD, that sheets with lower thread counts are more comfortable. Apparently what used to be called Muslin is 100% cotton with a thread count of 180. It’s crisp and lovely and exactly what I want in a sheet, and I have approximated it today at Ikea: 100% cotton with a 200 thread count. I am looking forward to going to bed! The new sheets will be much better than the slippery pieces of 400 thread count crud on which we’ve been lately lying.
Meanwhile I gather from a conversation with cousin Bill that I did not express myself adequately on The Wire. It is true that Z and I are complaining about its sit-com elements. It is also true that it is the second best TV we have ever watched, the first being the never-to-be-beaten BBC dramatizations of Tinker, Tailor, Solider, Spy and Smiley’s People.