Got an unofficial probie at work today. He was older, at first glance I pegged him at late twenties, but he's a sophmore in college. It was the porno 'stache that threw me off (and the freaky '70's haircut he was sporting). He's got thirty hours of community service due, which isn't much in comparison to what other probies have had to drum up. After my insurance/court incident, I feel like I want to commiserate with the dude, since that was almost my lot. And assure him that I'm not judging him, and am thankful for the help (even if I'm not thankful for whatever mess he's found himself in). I got excited for a bit, but he's not available weekdays until well after I'm gone for the day. But it was fascinating listening him give college advice to one of the highschool volunteers. In a way, that makes it even more worth it: to do the volunteer sessions and to take on the probies. Having the different age groups interact is never a sure thing, and not something I can facilitate every time, but marvelous when it does happen.

I haven't done my nails in two months, seriously. My toenail polish is so old, it's barely there anymore.

Also, I have blueberry-yogurt popsicles in the freezer! Yay.

I need to get some fruit pops, but I do have Fudgesicle brand no-sugar-added (only 40 calories!) and I would never be able to tell them apart from a regular Fudgesicle. Very yummy.

My toenail polish is disaster. Made worse by today's trip to the beach and a daily dunk in chlorinated water. I should redo my nails.

But it seems like too much work.

I am hungry but don't know what I want to eat.

My nails are all bare, but I found an emory board yesterday (I thought I was out) so at least they are filed and shaped.

I have plans and ingredients to make lo carb chocolate popsicles but haven't found the motivation. Although I might make ice cream instead.

Ooh, fudgesicles. Now I want to buy those! Note that in my freezer I already have a couple of peach-yogurt WW pops, some klondike bars, and now these homemade ones.

Edit: Oops, I mean zero peach ones.

I had that lovely feeling of community this morning at the market and I didn't even see sarameg (but it was nice knowing she'd been there).

Aw. I was really quick this morning. Left here at 8:30 and was home by 5 after 9.

Had to bury baby robin today. Not sure which one it was, or what killed it. Ah well, I kept them dry and it was fun until it was tragic. Google tells me that only a quarter of hatchlings make it through their first year!

I had an interesting day. We had a family reunion, where we met a whole bunch of relatives who we'd never met before. I was the only person who really knew how everyone was related, so I drew out a big diagram to explain it. (I'd tried to get Family Tree Maker to print it, but I couldn't figure out how to get it to print just the stuff I wanted, and printing out everything was 45 pages.)

Tomorrow, going to an Improv Everywhere thing with my dad. Should be fun.

Nifty, Hil!

That's too bad, sarameg. Wednesday brought a dead sparrow into the house, I guess it is that kind of day. I was grateful that it was really most sincerely dead, it's harder to know what to do with the injured ones.

Edit: Oops, I mean zero peach ones.

Sounds like you need to up your inventory of fudgsicles to compensate.

That sounds cool, Hil. Did you like them?

Sounds like you need to up your inventory of fudgsicles to compensate.

Right??

I was grateful that it was really most sincerely dead

And now I need to watch The Wizard of Oz. And have a fudgesicle.