recovery and some bunky things

We missed last weekend and this weekend was sedate as the Big Cheese had surgery on the 27th to remove his moob after 10 years of waiting. Really 5 years of waiting. He chose to hold off for the first five, then when he decided "right! Let's get this thing outa here" COVID hit and surgery was backlogged fo-evva. In the end it's just as well that he waited, as the procedure was simplified. He has given me permission to post this pic to commemorate recuperating at the cottage:

The operation required them to remove and reattach his pec from/to his humerus, so he's stuck in a sling for 6 weeks (now 4.5) and cannot use that arm at all. The timing couldn't be better since I'm off for the summer and can be his lackey.

In cottagey updates, I managed a few small solo projects.

I hung curtains in the bunky. The cute cafe lace curtain is from the first trip we took together to Quebec city in the mid 90s. I bought the lace in lower town. Aww. I have one more set of curtains to hang across the patio doors, but we (I, because let's face it, Mr. Slingy didn't pack beans) forget to pack the nice wall anchors. Next time!

hey look! It's my leg!

I think I've come up with a solution for the damned bathroom door: if I mount a 1/2" thick board to the wall and redo the rail system on that board, I think the door will be far enough away from the trim that it won't bind. Failing that we'll just never have a door. Who needs a shitter door?? Pfft. Wimps.

But if I don't have a shitter door, where will I hang this cute sign?

so cute.

I also got this one that does not yet have a place, but that might go above the W.C. door *or* above the kitchenette shelves. TBD.

cute, right?

I got the caulking finished on the counter top. I know this picture looks like nothing, but it is sharp.

 and lastly here are some ducks

i can't show you the water bomber plane that was practicing take off and landing out front (about where the fisherman is in the duck picture), because I only got it on video and I can't share videos here. So close your eyes for a sec and imagine that.

I lied. Here's a photo of the distant plane being boring and just floating there near the opposite shore.

In unrelated news, two things I learned this weekend: there is a Very Serious™ organization in the UK called the Cloud Appreciation Society (google it), and apparently Nebraska has an annual Testicle Festival. (Maybe don't google that one. Or do. I'm not the boss of you.)

C'est tout!