I met up with some friends at a beer hall nearby to watch the USMNT. Disappointing—they just didn’t look good at all—-but probably for the best so it’s not all about the stupid rescinding of the red card. Still a bummer though—would’ve at least liked a closer game.

I am also very much hoping there are not more fireworks tonight. The last three nights have been loud.

(Also >24 hours with zero posts seems wrong)

I am safely home from the con. I got to see a bunch of old friends, have some ridiculously good chicken mole enchiladas, and hug a few folks who apparently really needed hugging. If I write this one up, it'll very likely go onto Dreamwidth under circle-lock (I'm [link] over there; send me email at my profile address if you want to be added to the access list.)

Nurse Jen's hubby Matt is indeed a lovely fellow; I was prepared to be quite jealous of him when we met at JZ's memorial, but my life is not a rom-com in that particular direction. Sometimes friends just love one another and no one makes a fuss. I'm glad he and Jen have each other, and long may they wave.

The orange blight certainly can be a jinx on sports teams.

Even people that don't think they need hugging should get hugged by you, Karl. You're great at it. Laura, he's a jinx on Americans, and possibly humanity as a whole.

Did we know that Oahu has a small population of feral wallabies?

I don't know why this makes me so happy.

Watching the Belgium team trolling Trump with the dancing is downright hysterical.

mom was telling me about that.

Ha! That was funny. (Belgians)

Took my doggo, Birdie, to a free doggy daycare test to see if it was worth adding in when we board her there for a couple of days next week (DH'S mom died Saturday morning; memorial is the 15th).

My suspicion was that "honey badger don't give a shit," and I was right. The manager said she was totally calm, no whale eye or issues with any of the dogs -- she just sort of didn't care about socializing and spent her time patrolling the perimeter. Not unusual for an older dog (shes 14). So, no real added value to more than just the regular boarding routine interactions was our mutual conclusion.

Honestly, I can relate, doggo.

Skinner had so many things going on that we did a needle sample from the growth in his arm pit, and a whole bunch of blood tests. Vet said she wasn't worried about the very odd nipple stuff and thought it was most likely really skin tags. Digestive issues and big anxiety likely just the travel and fireworks and disruption. All the tests are perfect. We are going to add bone broth to his food to encourage his eating and ignore the lumps and bumps unless they interfere with movement. IOW, he is an old man with fatty bumps, skin tags, a sensitive belly, and farts a lot. At 8 years old! Anyway, phew! We were really worried.