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.
That definitely sounds like your new BFF, Dana.
Heh.
I'm busy doing All The Laundry.
And also roasting The Cauliflower. Because I'm suggestible like that.
I'm very pleased to see my rep take over as Speaker of the House today. Very heartening to see all the women, PoC, and The Gays taking office. Just on the Dem side. Republicans are notably The White Guys now. I mean - they always have been but the visuals have made this distinction very clear.
I'm so excited tomorrow is Friday! Coming back for a short week was definitely the right move.
I have one of those good news/bad news deals! The good news is that the hospital has better air con than we do at home. The bad news is I'm in the hospital. My foot infection is currently kicking antibiotic butt, so they've brought me in for some IV action. Further updates as required. (Current mood: hopping mad!)
Oh yikes, BT. Here's hoping they fix you up quickly. But not too quickly, so you can enjoy the coolness.
In other news, have any of you people made a shrub? I'm thinking about trying grapefruit/ginger with brown sugar and cider vinegar -- that should be delicious, right?
Sending all good infection-stomping vibes, BT. Keep us apprised, please.
In other news, have any of you people made a shrub? I'm thinking about trying grapefruit/ginger with brown sugar and cider vinegar -- that should be delicious, right?
Oh yeah, they are super yummy in cocktails.
Billytea! Keep your extremities! We'll have no mayhem, sir!
Foot of Billy, behave yourself!
I had a weirdly mood-lifting interaction with a locksmith this evening. I came home and couldn't turn my doorknob, so I called the locksmith the complex uses. He came over with all the tools down to a drill, "just in case," so I knew I'd be getting into my warm apartment one way or another. It's 13 degrees out there, though probably not so bad in the breezeway between the buildings.
A nice, garrulous guy my age, chatting about covering for his kids who are running the business now, his youngest out driving the baby twins around so they'll go to sleep, so he couldn't be on call. Then he talked about helping my company put locks on their first building thirty years ago and how the town has changed etc.
Turns out the doorknob just needed stronger wrists than mine to turn, and he disassembled it to squirt lubricant all around the inside, and it works much better.
So a pleasant chat with a personable person and being so happy to come into my warm little home.