Jo Walton has an extended metaphor how the Suck Fairy visits a lot of your childhood favorites

And then there are the sections of the SF/Fantasy shelves in my library where I started seeing the fail as I went in a series (Piers Anthony) and immediately recognized the fail from the first few chapters (The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant).

FCM...Fat Tuesday, Fourth of July, Halloween.

F Fat Tuesday, C 4th of July, M Halloween

HALLOWEEN + JILLI = OTP

FCM wine, chocolate, cheese. (DINAO)

This is MEAN.

F cheese (as in, an ongoing torrid affair), C wine (what, there's always absinthe.), M chocolate

ION, the bone broth I made turned into a gelatin in the fridge. I'm tempted to just eat that with a spoon for today, since cold food is supposed to be better for the day after wisdom teeth extraction.

Oh, man, Polgara, bringing up Xanth. Sigh.

See? There's always something chuck-worthy, it's just stuff you'd rather forget ever happened.

Oh, Polgara, me too with my vintage Nancy Drews. The racism knocked me down, but what put its boot on my neck was the classism. At least they've updated the Drew books through the decades. The old ones...I'd go against my principles and give them a Viking funeral.

Teenage books would be the Mary Stewarts, and I'm not revisiting them so my memories of them stay rosey. I don't want to know if they're awful by today's standards.

Adult books...Chuck McCaffrey. I loved Ship Who Sang at twenty, and now it makes me ill. Chuck O S Card, too.

Marry Norton, poly relationship with Cherryh, from Merchanter's Luck and the Chanur and Rider books to Forty Thousand in Gehenna.

And the F in the equation would be Spider Robinson and all his works.

I would have to examine at length adult books outside the Sf-F genre to determine their status. Too much time I could spend reading new books.

F chocolate, M cheese C wine.

FCM holidays? Fat Tuesday is outside my experience, I'm kinda stoked about 4th of July, and love Halloween. So, C Fat Tuesday, F the 4th, M Halloween, I guess.

Oh--and C BBC Sherlock and RJD Sherlock, F Elementary's Watson, M Jeremy Brett's Sherlock. So there.

Boss lady's flight is delayed by three days. We're hoping that it's actually job interviews holding her up. And by we I mean the entire staff. Even the ED agreed that her just leaving was the best resolution he could think of.

I'm gonna go with the local raptor trust for a memorial donation. How is that usually handled? I can put out a request to staff and board members for contributions, and then put in the donation?

God, I just love this woman to bits. She's my Native American princess. She's deeply spiritual and believes in omens. Flowers just don't seem to cut it (dead plants that don't know they're dead, I didn't realize until now how sick that was).

ION, the bone broth I made turned into a gelatin in the fridge.

That's how you know it's good broth!

Eat it with a spoon, Jilli! That's the dream!

Another good run! Pace a little faster, distance a little further. I have found a good route that is easy to extend, even.

ETA: the sauce from the pot roast also gelled up nicely. I'm going to heat it up, though having a cold carnivorous jello salad is appealing (gelled sauce studded with bits of goat and carrot, basically)

Pete ended up heating the broth gel so he could whisk an egg into it for me. It was very tasty!

BTW, Jilli, if you need soft foods for a while, I recommend making custard out of broth. It's easy, tastes good cold, and packs a little more protein than straight broth.