Women used to be able to relieve themselves in the wild, too, when they wore layers of floor-length skirts and no underwear. Oh yes.

Timelies all!

Too many books to read, too much stuff on the DVR. Yet all I want to do is sit at the computer...

Women used to be able to relieve themselves in the wild, too, when they wore layers of floor-length skirts and no underwear. Oh yes.

This was the reason my great great grandmother gave for never wearing shorter skirts or underwear. She cherished her ability to squat in a field.

I don't know what I'm going to feed myself for dinner. Nothing I have to hand sounds appealing, but neither does going to the store. Hm.

I figured out how to make passable pho ga, so that is what I am making for dinner tonight.

I might be able to put together some kind of peanutty noodle thing? Worth a try.

I made cucumber sandwiches. We've reached the hot and humid stage in NC, and cucumber sandwiches are perfect.

It's a real pain in the ass to discover you must've spilled dish soap on your grody basement mop when you are trying to bleach down the floor. I was not expecting foaming. And now I have a shitton of dirty rags to run through a sanitize cycle. But hey, at least I can do that now and not have it all regurgitated out of the basement flush!

Debating trying root treatment stuff as a preventative. I don't want to kill the source of the roots (unless it is the ivy, then I'd happily pour napalm down my drains) and I don't know how effective it truly is.... OTOH, I can just schedule a snaking whenever it starts acting up rather than waiting for full stoppage. This started couple three weeks ago and I thought it was under control all last week. And then near complete blockage. So next time... I'll call earlier.

I meant to put my hummingbird feeder up last weekend, but didn't get around to it.

A little while ago a hummingbird flew up to where the feeder was supposed to be, circled around a couple times, peered through the sliding glass door at me, then flew off.

There was nothing hummingbird-attractive within 50 yards of my feeder location. I think this was a hummingbird who has visited me in previous years and remembered where to get a meal.

The feeder is up now. Perhaps he'll be back.

When the feeder is empty, I have a couple of doves that wait until I'm outside to alight, peck noisily on the ditch, and, I swear, turn to look at me for reaction. And when I dutifully come out with a refill, they only go as far as the nearest wire until I step back from the railing.

I was at a different Kaiser facility than usually does my labs. I think of them as incompetent, but it seemed easier. When I went in, I said, "I mainly need the CBC," and she said, "What about the other labs your doctor ordered?" I said, "Okay, but I don't need the big chem panel. I had that last week." Guess what she didn't run? Now I have to go back out in the morning, and it will probably delay the transfusion I know I need.

So irritated.