I've managed quite the exciting New Years. I have an infected foot! So that's fun. (I initially thought it was a mozzie bite, as I collected a couple of those that night at a neighbour's place.) It's somewhat uncomfortable but not painful, and the fever seems to have subsided now (fingers crossed). That got a bit weird. I've been reading Fire and Blood, the Game of Thrones 'history' of Targaryen rule. The first night the fever decided to manifest itself as a few (dream-induced) fire-breathing dragons. (One of which was being ridden by a K-pop singer, I don't know what that was about.)
Anyway, I'm now on antibiotics and all, waiting to see if it subsides. Cooking my spinach and cottage cheese lasagne (appears in the Buffista cookbook as a cannelloni recipe), which is Ryan's favourite meal, so he'll be happy. Tomorrow we'll just be doing a salad of some description, as the forecast is for the temp to reach 42 degrees (107F). Still, Melbourne is getting off lightly, that's just for a single day. Parts north have had temperatures north of 35 for up to a week or more.
42 degrees?! Dang, that's excessive, Australia!
Australia is nothing if not extra.
Yikes! That is cracklin' hot. Mmmm, spinach lasagne. Good choice for a favorite meal. Also, most excellent fever dreams. May the foot heal quickly.
Watching the morning news it has occured to me that I would pay extra for a news channel that never played sound bites or video with Trump. It triggers a response that is a combination of rage, disgust, and sorrow that I'd like to avoid before breakfast. I turned it on thinking I would hear something about the rest of the world like China's moon landing or something, but no, all Trump all the time. Back to reading my news.
Black coffee:
I switched the channel to Newsy and so far it may be a better choice for background news noise.
Having to get up for a 6:45 meeting is at least improved by coming downstairs to the heat blasting away.
I swear to god, these are the most useless meetings that accomplish the least that I've ever been a part of, as a team of so-called communicators.
Timelies all!
I guess there's an upside of watching kid-friendly channels- no news.
No-Natter day, huh?
I stopped work at 5:30 and just logged back on. I am not a fan of today.
I was also just followed on Twitter by someone who joined Twitter on December 24th, whose timeline consists of selfies, a Trump retweet, a Joel Osteen retweet, and the Dallas Cowboys. I might actually be most irritated by the Cowboys.
That definitely sounds like your new BFF, Dana.
