Soufflés are in the oven (one goose egg makes two individual soufflés + a mini, apparently). I am kicking myself for waiting so late to start making them, but no doubt they will taste delicious whether they objectively are or not.
I spent 45 minutes stepping up and down on the stairs to my garage (there are two) when I wasn't pacing around my kitchen or maybe down the hallway trying to keep my heart rate in the correct zone. I just kept thinking how ita would have laughed at me for finding something more boring than jogging. Totally forgot that I could have listened to the next Zombies Run episode while I did it until I was almost done, too. But, hey 31 minutes of that elusive "moderate effort" for my trouble, not bad.
Every time Murray walks across my laptop, he turns the voice on that reads out what's on the screen. How does he do that? *I* don't even know how to do that.
Finn's trick is rotating the display 90 degrees. It takes him one pass across the keyboard, but it takes me 5 minutes to remember how to get to the menu that lets me turn it back.
My next-cube-over neighbor stopped by my cube yesterday to let me know that due to wrist issues he dictates to his computer. He thought it was best to let me know, because there are "words" he uses that the computer understands that aren't actually words. He didn't want me to think he was just muttering off in lala land.
Thanks Hil and Dad! I will confirm one more time with HR.
I think being an English major and reading contracts do not go together. The way sentences are written seems so unclear.
My brother is in Egypt for a conference and is, um, taken aback by the driving. Which, knowing my brother, is pretty funny.
So I swear I heard Hazel puking in the night, but then I couldn't find it this morning. Maybe it was a post-traumatic dream about Homer, brought on by going to the vet yesterday???
Sometimes my cats will get hairball heave spasms but never cough anything out. And then walk off apparently feeling fine. IDK
Phantom puking is a feline talent.
Don't worry - you'll find it someday. Possibly in the worst possible way.
Was so far behind on Natter that I just hit recent- then I went back to Saturday to read the Triple Crown posts.
David - thank you so much for posting Laura Hillendbrand's comment. That was lovely.
(I would have felt worse about Smarty Jones - except that I love Birdstone so much. And I felt so bad that Nick Zito felt he had to apologize for winning the Belmont. Well, Birdstone sired a Derby winner and a Belmont Stakes winner in his first crop and what has Smarty done for us lately?)
The ones I regret the most are Spectacular Bid and Charismatic. Plus - Real Quiet - losing by a nose: rough.
I posted this on facebook but just in case - the Wall Street Journal posted a video comparing American Pharoah and Secretariat's Belmont Stakes. So damn cool.
I know I watched the Triple Crown races in Riva Ridge's year. I was lucky enough to get invited to a neighbor's house to watch Secretariat's Belmont on color tv. So perfect.
Then with Seattle Slew and Affirmed so quickly after that - I thought that's what happened - every year or so there would be a Triple Crown winner. I was so wrong!
But maybe- we'll have a couple more in this decade: wouldn't that rock?
