Not that it makes a difference in the chair, but he also has a big flatscreen in the waiting room, and loops Buster Keaton movies. Relaxing, before you get to the chair.

We had the raised seat with handrails for my dad, and then Mom used it too. Very helpful for them--and us, not having to wrangle them to their feet.

I went to a corn maze thing tonight, a friend organized it. It was kind of a shitshow—super crowded (though this being seattle most folks were wearing masks even outdoors, in the long food lines and stuff). The lines were super long, but my friend had arranged that on the far side of the corn maze they have private little fires set up, you can rent for a while and do smores or whatever—you can give them stuff to put in a box and they'll send it out on a tractor to be waiting for you when you make it halfway across the maze. The shitshow though was the "road" from where the hay bale ride dropped you off, to the start of the maze, was a muddy hell. Like slipping and sliding and afraid your shoes would fall off....a couple of our party fell in the mud. We skipped the first half to go directly to the fire, because we were late. And the. I was very proud, I led us (and apparently a big bunch of folks following us) out of the maze from one end to the other with no wrong turns!

This was the longest I've left the puppy by far—almost six hours. He was pretty sure I was dead, I think.

Yikes, that sounds not-fun, especially the mud bit. Glad you rescued your crew, so to speak.

I don't know what spatchcocking is, and I want to continue to believe it's a sport that Hobbits play in the autumn.

Mud will wash off, a thing to be proud of will last forever!

My niece (she's my BFF's daughter but I've known her all her life) (she's 23) is coming to stay with me for a week. We've taken every precaution possible and I think we'll be fine, but she needed to get away from her home situation for a while. She's been cooped up in their deep-woods rural home with no one but her mom and her (difficult) grandmother since March and it's getting tense. And I need help sorting out my cluttered and filthy home, so it's good for both of us. She's waiting to board the plane now, for her first-ever flight, and the flight is delayed. Now she's nervous. Thank goodness for cellphones.

First day after lockdown ended and I'm in my office. And some of my colleagues Will. Not. Wear. Masks (they think that if they're in their cubicles and aren't moving around it's fine. We are sharing central A/C). It's exhausting to keep as much distance as I can from them at all times.

That sounds beneficial all the way around, Zenkitty. I hope her flight goes well.

Ugh, Shir. I hate all of this!

Thanks, Jesse!

It's fun experiencing her first flight with her. She's much calmer than I expected!

Zenkitty, that sounds great. I hope it's a good thing for both of you.

Spatchcocking is when you remove the backbone of the chicken and it's cut to lay flat. this means the chicken cooks faster and more evenly