It's not your fault your iron is low.

I blame Iron Man.

For some Purim parties, going in drag would be appropriate.

Iron Man, Iron Man, does whatever an iron can...

Then at 9AM a friend called to invite me to a Purim party and dinner at the temple. What does one wear??

Nice-casual, like slacks and a sweater, with option of adding something costumey, like a feather boa or Mardi Gras mask. Or just a costume.

For some Purim parties, going in drag would be appropriate.

-t is not wrong here. Brooklyn on Thursday night would have been full of rabbis with beards and dresses. (For some reason, a huge number of ultra-orthdox men interpret "wear a costume" as "wear a dress.")

Hah! I think I will head for the "nice-casual" side of things. Would devil horns be an inappropriate sort of costumey bit? Given that my friend is trans, I'm guessing this is not an Orthodox temple or anything, but he also is going to this because his uncle really wanted him to, and they were going to go together, but the uncle had open heart surgery last night. Madness!

I really don't want to be out here at sea right now. I want to be home with Kristin and my kitty.

Be prepared, he looks pretty awful. I have a huge bag of medications and instructions for him. He has to go in to have his pain patch removed on Monday, and his stitches will come out in two weeks, which is also how long he has to be confined in his crate. Despite his pain, his still our kitty. He's stretched out on a towel on the bed with me right now, purring his head off. We had one nasty moment when I accidently brushed up against his staples and he growled and tried to bite me and was obviously in huge pain (despite morphine), but he's settled down again now. Moving him to the crate is not going to be pleasant, I'm afraid.

ETA: Omnis, insent x 2. I would love company, but I don't know if it's a good idea. Byron's pretty traumatized, and I don't think having someone else here would be good for him.

Iron Man, Iron Man
Does whatever an iron can.
Presses shirts, really fine.
Creases pants, on the line.
Look out! Here comes the Iron Man!

FWIW, GC, iron supplements are really inexpensive and IME fast-acting. I came up with low iron from my last set of annual bloodwork (I can't donate blood because I lived in England at the tail end of what the Red Cross considers the mad cow risk window), and within three days of starting supplements my energy level doubled. And as long as I get enough sleep, no one tells me I look pale anymore, which I was getting a LOT for a few months there...

He's stretched out on a towel on the bed with me right now, purring his head off.

Aw, yay!

purring his head off

Kitty om! (and the Library of Congress tells me that there is a hypothesis out there that purring helps healing)