A whimsical walk

My to-do list today had about 357 items on it. I’m sad to say that “take two hours out of the morning to go for a walk and play outside with the boys” didn’t even make the list. I’m hoping the fact that we actually did it redeems me just a little bit.

And what a whimsical walk it was! First, we came across these smiling pumpkins waiting for the trash collector. Something about the way his teeth have sunken in in the ten days since Halloween caught my fancy, and I was glad I had the camera with me to memorialize him before his date with the compost heap.

Not even a block further down the road, we found this treasure trove of old tech magazines in someone’s recycling bin. I call this photo “Looks like someone got a Mac!”

The magazine proclaiming PC’s untimely demise is from October 1995! Made me snicker and think of the old Mark Twain quote, “reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.”

*whispers*: Will you mock me if I momentarily thought of filching the whole pile? Part geek, part pack-rat, I could barely restrain myself.

It’s a good thing I did, though, because if I had loaded up the wagon with 15 year old computer magazines, there wouldn’t have been room left for the toilet tank cover that I did filch from another person’s garbage pile. Oh yes I did!! Someone in my house who shall remain unnamed but whose name rhymes with Smeloved accidentally cracked ours into half a dozen pieces recently, and do you know it costs over a hundred bucks to replace just the lid on the toilet tank? And that’s if you can find the right brand at Home Depot, which I couldn’t. And did you further know that no matter how lazy-ass of a housekeeper you are, every time you walk into your bathroom and regard your toilet-tank lid held together with duct tape, you lose just a little bit of your self worth?

So I’m actually quite proud of myself for stealing the toilet tank lid out of my neighbour’s garbage. It was both an economically AND ecologically sound decision, and I only felt a little bit ghetto walking home with it in my wagon while the baby had to walk. (And you should be grateful that I did not take a picture of it. Because I thought of it, I really did.)

I did take a picture of this, though:

And this:

And as for the 357 untended items on that to-do list? I don’t regret ignoring them at all. Not even a tiny bit.

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