Aw, the Biscuit!
Chimney cap installed and new tarp deployed.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Aw, the Biscuit!
Chimney cap installed and new tarp deployed.
And Loki just trapped himself in the box the chimney cap came in. Rolled it over upside down with the flaps folded in. @@
Yes, you have a consistency and a focus that I do not.
Consistency is a necessity because the moment I move to a non-daily schedule I stop all together. It's all or nothing. I do it every day or not at all.
I bought two pounds of cheese (woops!). Holy Cow [link] cheese, Whiksy Cheddar: [link] Sartori Cheese with Espresso [link] and TJs version of Dragon Cheddar [link] NOM NOM NOM!
So, tomorrow, the annual boobsmash now has a bonus ultrasound on the side to look at why the rest of my bits are staging revolution yet again. I am about to climb out of my skin with nerves, and am so sick of this, so if I haven't used up all the ~ma from the DH stuff, I could really use some "nothing too scary or terrible, but just enough so I can trade this thing in for a jetpack" ~ma. Signed, (TMI) already eyeing 6-week recovery windows with some gusto.
I climbed a mountain yesterday and saw the 7th highest lake in the US. Fortunately, we got a ride back down the mountain. Unfortunately, it came with a nice dose of Family Awkwardness Because Grandpa's A Creationist.
Now I want cheese, despite getting excellent doughnuts this morning. Like, really amazing, especially the Creme Brule one that was legit crunchy on top.
Wait, there's a "trade it in for a jetpack" option? Dude. Want! Particularly given the cramps I was having yesterday.
Mmm, cheese sounds nice too.
Just met one of the mayoral candidates! One that I might actually vote for, we'll see. But honest to god, door to door, introducing himself.
Timelies all!
Health~ma, Sox.
Sarameg, was it Mike? Thanks, Sheryl
Good luck, Sox. On Wednesday I go in for a biopsy, which is by itself unpleasant enough, but will also tell me whether I have to have all my bits removed. JOY. And this at a time when I'm actually in negative numbers on my sick leave, because of all the time I had to take off to deal with Dad. God help me if I have to spend my vacation on recovering from surgery.
In other news, I walked the dog, started some bread, and visited Dad. Now I need to do laundry, pay bills, shape the bread, and start on a tarte tatin, which I decided I had to make after seeing it on GBBO. What's not to love about apples, caramel, and pastry? Of course, I don't have any puff pastry and don't have the time to make it, so I'm going to use a regular pie crust I had in the freezer. Hopefully that will work.