Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I fell behind again.
-t, so glad your dad is safe! No more going off alone, dad of -t! Geez.
I was about to say, I'm glad none of my family members are prone to the sort of adventures that would make me worry about them. Then I remembered my niece Vulvatron, recently at a heavy metal concert in Slovenia, travels and drinks all over Europe every year, but at least she's always with good people who will keep her safe. And then I realized, the adventurous family member who hikes and climbs stuff and goes off into the wild is, um, me. hahaha
facepalm
When we did grilled cheese, back before the drastic reduction of fat in our diets, it was white bread, buttered on one side with cheese between the buttered sides, in a skillet with more butter, and a weight or the spatula pressing down to flatten the bread even more. Can't take all that grease now, so we do what we call "cheese toasties": multigrain bread, toasted in the toaster, cheese between freshly popped up slices of bread, the sammich flattened by pressing between paper towels, then popped in the microwave for enough seconds to melt the cheese to where it's just starting to ooze out the sides of the bread. Nom.
I am not allowed to make the grilled cheese in our house, due to the unfortunate incident that set off the smoke alarm. But I suspect that Tim uses a lot of butter when he makes it, because it is sooooooo good.
Oooh, I love cauliflower with cheese. Yes.
Dad update: he's on his way home. He's doing the driving because the other guys got more sore and banged up riding horses back to the pack station (none of them are habitual riders) and he had an extra day of rest after his helicopter ride. Even though he lost his progressive glasses (by falling off a log while crossing "fairly deep" water - he almost lost his hat and sunglasses but grabbed them, didn't notice the other glasses were gone until he was back in civilization) but his distance vision is pretty good. Anyway, I'm tracking his phone (which was turned off and left in the car while he was hiking, of course).
And then I realized, the adventurous family member who hikes and climbs stuff and goes off into the wild is, um, me. hahaha facepalm
Haha! I am pretty sure you are correct.
Is that like "if you can't spot the sucker at the poker table"?
Or if you can't tell who the drunkest person at a party is.
I had that MRI this morning to confirm that the nodule on my adrenal gland is just a benign interloper. And, see, I have moderately bad claustrophobia, which makes MRIs a literal ring of hell. (I know there are open MRIs, but they're harder to schedule, and I just wanted this out of the way.)
But the imaging center had headphones for Pandora stations, and the Diana Krall station is immeasurably soothing to me. So that, combined with Ativan and the total refusal to open my eyes, kept me pretty calm until about 10 minutes before we were finished...
...because I suddenly couldn't stop thinking of Deadpool. Stop it, Steph's brain! But then I started laughing, because OF COURSE my brain is going to be a jerk, but by god it's going to go to the superhero well to be a jerk. And then I had to explain to the technician why I was laughing. (I told her I was laughing at the noises the MRI machine makes, because they are ridiculous.)
But seriously. DEADPOOL.
(The technician was NOT named Francis.)
Yay for a benign nodule!
I didn't realize how claustrophobic I was until I had an MRI, and I now can literally give myself a panic attack if I think about having to have another. It would be open MRI or nothing, I think.
I do remember, though, watching MASH as a kid and thinking that if I was the patient lying in that helicopter pod, face-up, I would not be okay.
Also, now I want grilled cheese. Or toasted cheese, but that's harder because I no longer have a toaster oven.
Finally had a job interview last Friday. It must have gone well, as the recruiter called me up today to talk about salary.
The recruiter was someone Gud passed my resume to, so the job is in the Kansas City area. (I've been thinking of leaving Chicago for awhile now.) I'm still looking in the Chicago area, and maybe I'll look in Minneapolis and the SF Bay Area.
Thanks again, Gud.