Speaking of muscle meats, I'm reading Gulp by Mary Roach and she points out, from a carnivore/omnivore perspective, it's much better to eat organ meats since they have more nutrition to offer than just protein. She mentions that in animals in the wild, they do eat organ meats for the two-fer aspect of eating the animal and whatever the other animal had eaten.

Sorry to be gross so early in the morning.

Ari Shapiro = ROWR.

A friend yarn bombed my classroom. It freaked me out.

Is that like TPing, only stringier?

I have to say, staying with my dad is WAY less stressful when I don't also have to run home twice a day to give my cat pills.

Someone just gave me the slogan "Spend it on your pet, not on the vet" with regards to higher quality food.

Our pets don't need to eat as well as we do...especially when is cost is an issue...but they should not eat the garbage that manufacturers use to inflate their profits.

And, as Andi said, some foods are just penny-wise and pound-foolish.

Cagney is in 'lockdown timeout' right now and I'm furious. We walked out of the house for our morning walk after some calm cuddles. He saw an Irish Setter across the street and wanted to say hello, so I obliged. When we got there, both the dog and the non-English speaking au pair walking him were shocked when Cagney jumped the other dog, snapping and growling.

No damage was done, except to nerves, but I'm beside myself. I simply cannot abide that behavior.

He's been so much calmer lately and there were absolutely no signs that this was going to be a problem meeting...and I generally know and avoid anything where he could be a jerk.

I just...

Oh, here's a nice thing: At Christmas, I bought this book that you're supposed to give to your dad to write stuff about his life. Obviously, my dad can't do that, but I hoped that I might be able to ask him the prompt questions and come up with something. It's worked more or less well at different times, but we had some extra time this morning, so I pulled it out and we had a really nice conversation about his father. And I could edit it into some good stuff to write in this book! I'm glad I can take his half-sentences and false starts and turn them into something.

I used to feed my cat Tiki Cat which comes in smaller cans so that you can feed a can a day.

I'll have to say that getting old and infirm is actually what made my cat lose weight. I can't recommend that.

That's great to hear, Jesse.

My lamb shank fits in the crockpot, hooray! I wasn't sure how that would work out, but now dinner is all set.

That sounds awesome Jesse--know the name? I feel bad I don't know more about my dad's stuff.

Is that like TPing, only stringier?

I read this in relation to the organ meats, not the yarn bombing, and was envisioning intestines everywhere.

I got up and ran this morning! I mean, for like 3 minutes at a time for about a total of 8 minutes but still. Better than none.

I am in awe of people who have dinner planned out! The DH returns tonight after being gone for 2 weeks, so K and I are basically eating eggs and cereal at home and hot dogs at the pool. My four year old gives me no inspiration when it comes to cooking dinner. It's all her fault I'm a bad mother!

Lee, if the poo at your work is what I think it is, it doesn't seem to be getting a lot of coverage from the perspective of where I sit. Maybe that's comforting?

My workplace situation is kind of bleak these days because of the lack of law students. I'm having lunch with a friend today (Lee, it's MWU) to see if she has any good ideas.

That's wonderful, Jesse.

Workplace poo-ducking~ma to Lee, and better-opportunity~ma to Sparky.

My lamb shank fits in the crockpot, hooray!

For some reason I first read this as a sort of marzipan-in-your-pie-plate-bingo type encouragement: My, lambshank in the crockpot, honey! I had no idea why you were saying it, but it was totally charming. Now that I've gulped down my coffee I see that it's an actual lamb shank that fits in an actual crockpot, which is less charming but a lot more practical.