Cupidon and a brief shower

I stopped on the way home and bought some hot dog buns and sauerkraut. Jake and Carla will be late as they have a meeting with the realtor, and Jake said he wanted to make hot dogs and chips tonight.

I filled the birdbath and bird feeder and was amazed at how hot and humid it was, just being outside for a short time. I went back inside, panting, put the sauerkraut on, checked my email, and then hung my new picture in the bathroom.

I had bought a print of Cupidon painted in 1891 by William Adolphe Bougureau (1825 - 1905) for 50% off, a dark gray frame (also for 50% off) and some grayish-green matt board (regular pre-cut matt covered up some of the picture) all at Michaels. My friend B___ just bought a matt cutter and was anxious to try it out, so he took it all home yesterday with him to custom matt it for me. He brought it back today (excellent job, BTW. If you need a great photographer who also will do custom framing and matting, I can hook you up!)

So, I hung it over the toilet and was amazed at how well the colors go with the bathroom. It's perfect!

Funny thing was that when I Wiki'ed the painter, I saw the painting Cupidon (French for Cupid, BTW) and its Cupid, standing in a forest glade. But, the one I bought is cropped and just a close up of Cupid. I never saw a cropped painting before, but I think I like mine better.

I finally got a call from Luanne, explaining her itinerary (she's coming up for two weeks, starting next week, staying out at Mom's cottage during the weekdays with Jeremy's family and visiting Jake, Carla and I on the weekends).

Weird thing happened. The sun was out, but it thundered twice and rained (but only for about five or ten minutes and not hard - nothing showing in the rain gauge).

I chopped some onions for the 'dogs, and Jake broiled them in the oven. We assembled them (bun, then sauerkraut, hot dog, mustard and topped with onions) and ate them on paper plates with chips. I personally fantasized I had just bought them from a street vendor in New York. They taste like it, in my imagination, anyway.

Watched some TV, then switched to reading and fell asleep. Woke up during the night and shut the light off.