It was sunny earlier today. Warmish. I pulled this pair of pants and this t-Shirt from my closet to wear. I stopped at a friend’s house for iced tea during the afternoon and her comment,

“Oh you’re wearing your “Barbie Pink” outfit!” stopped me in my tracks.

Barbie Pink! Really!

I’m never going to be able to wear either of these garments again. I’m not a “Barbie” fan. I didn’t grow up with Barbie. I was 16 when Barbie was released – well past the playing with Barbie age. Barbie is simply not part of my cultural heritage.

I have no interest in seeing the film – although I’ve read reviews describing the feminist underpinnings of the movie. I just don’t see myself showing up in public again in what others obviously identify as a “Barbie Pink” outfit!

Another Face

I pulled up behind this convertible yesterday afternoon – the “face” was unmistakeable. I grabbed my phone and took a photo – not a perfect image but the face is definitely visible.

More Shoes

What do you suppose went on here – both socks were stuffed into the right sneaker. Both covered in mud, left on the grass.

The Gals

Two of these gals are 89, one is 92! We were taking a leisurely Sunday afternoon drive along the Noel Shore yesterday. Visited Burntcoat, sat at the lookoff for a bit.

Stopped for ice cream in Kennetcook (good ice cream, BTW). One of those just moseyin’, taking side roads, not worrying about “getting lost” day trips. We had a nice time. Lots of laughter (I’m the “baby” in this group.)

Yard Sale

We encountered this old fashioned yard sale. Someone had emptied the house, and EVERYTHING was sitting out for the taking – there was a small locked cash box (a slit in the top) and hand-written sign above saying “Pay Here!”. All on the honour system (nobody about). We weren’t the only curious visitors.

I found a box of power line insulators – I have owned one for years – I use it as a weight to hold patterns in place when I’m cutting fabric – been looking for more. I picked out three small size ones, left a toonie (a Canadian $2 coin) in the box. They’re in my dishwasher waiting to be cleaned. (Bernice picked up a small toothpick mug for her collection.)