Vaguely snack related - some people found a baby owl that had fallen out of its nest. They called a raptor rehabilitation center and told them they'd found the baby and the rehabilitators went to collect it. One odd thing - the baby bird seemed cold, so they warmed up a tortilla and wrapped the baby in it (no intention of eating it, but it was what they had they could warm up and use to wrap the baby bird). Baby bird was collected by the rehabilitators and, while odd, it was warm.
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Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration
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.
Good thinking. Although an owl tortilla would be upsetting.
I am proud of myself for a very simple thing, which is that I made a lunch that involved cooking in a PAN and chopping a vegetable... it's been a while. Anyway, I'm calling it Turkey Tomato Stroganoff, and it is damn tasty! And it met my nutritional objectives, so that's a win.
In not great news of the last week... DH's project at work did not get a contract renewal, and he is going to be out of the job as of next month, with a small severance, but, hey, better than nothing. We'll be fine -- I already crunched the numbers, and living with more attention to frugality (which, let's face it, is a habit that I could stand to exercise more...), it's actually better than I thought when I first got the news. But still, he is bummed, and the tech job market ain't what it used to be, and age can be a challenge if we're honest. So, all good vibes appreciated.
Anyway, I'm calling it Turkey Tomato Stroganoff, and it is damn tasty!
Yay for Turkey Tomato Stroganoff! Boo on contract non-renewal!
It's a glorious day in San Francisco and once Matilda is forcibly evicted from her bed we'll clean the Guinea Pig cage.
I'm feeling beset by mortality. My FB memories are all on an inevitable track into the darkest timeline. Still feeling sad about Cupid's death (the dog we frequently dogsat). And my friend Josh, who was such a help and support during Jacqueline's cancer treatment, looks like he's nearing the end after five years of cancer treatment. We discussed the realities of hospice when I called him.
Still, it was a good call with all the lashings of black humor we've always had in our friendship. I'm going to talk to his wife about all the transition issues that come up. His daughter is Matilda's age.
This is the case. Also, there will be much more interest in an election season that a large percentage wasn't paying attention to. Yes, there may be some who come out to vote against her, but if they are that passionately bigoted they were already going to vote for Trump. There are a lot more people who were completely numb to the election that now have a choice they can get behind.This is where my head is, too.
Hugs, Hec. I've been thinking about you.
David, really thinking of you. The weight of our fragile mortality has been so ever-present for you.
Good vibes for your DH, JenP. I have been known to make ketleti substituting turkey for beef and V8 for milk so I feel like I must support Turkey Tomato Stroganoff
Mortality needs a timeout. Or something.
Things that happened the past week:
-Our tankless water heater died (it has been threatening to do so for two years but is really dead now), and we have to move it outside the house because the current one is vented completely wrong, so that's about $7800 between the new tankless heater and all the replumbing and removal. We will finance it, but sheesh.
-I went to the eye doctor to see why the corneal abrasion in my eye won't heal, and she diagnosed me with shingles. In my EYE. Which hurts a lot, for the record. So I'm starting the treatment immediately and have to cancel the colonoscopy I was supposed to have Thursday and the trip home to see my mom and extended family I was supposed to take this weekend.
-If I don't get an offer by the end of the month, my realtors recommended I take Dad's condo off the market until October and then try again. Money woes tmi.
-Newton, our middle dog, has to have two small tumors removed Wednesday.
-Kaylee, our old lady, is declining. Not sure how much time she has left.
It has been a lot. I'm doing okay and we will get through it -- not looking for solutions or anything -- but man.
((Pix))) that is a lot and I'm really sorry you are dealing with it all at once.
(((Hec)))
Oof, that is a lot , Kristin. Shingles in your EYE? I am beyond sorry. That's awful take excellent care of that. Good vibes on all the rest, too.
Hec, that is a lot of mortality right in your zone. Sending you comforting, peaceful vibes and to your friend.