'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
The list of things I wish upon Trump and Musk is very long and detailed. The mildest being that I hope they both decide to go on some sort of Ocean Gate 2.0 trip.
ION, we are observing one of our tried and true holiday traditions: apparently there is some sort of surprise happening for me tomorrow, and Mr. Loomy has been gleefully taunting me about it.
Took the dogs for a walk in the rainy woods and I got wet and chilled, so now I'm cozy on the couch listening to jazz, and I don't want to go out again. But we're taking the toddlers to the steam trains! Gotta be done.
Jim has been wanting Marconi sport peppers - his late brother lived in Chicago, apparently nothing else will do for "proper" dogs, and we haven't found them anywhere locally.
World Market carries them! I had enough reward points to purchase a two-pack for a dollar, and Ken will collect them before coming over on the day.
Jim will be making chili crisp today. I shall be hiding in my workroom, with the air purifier on "suck the life out of the unwary" just outside the door.
Just heard on NPR, that a missile hit Tel Aviv.
Shir, if you are around, please check in!
Shir lives in Jerusalem and Nilly is north of Tel Aviv - neither live close to where the missile landed in Jaffa, thankfully.
Our holiday festive event tonight is a jazz trio featuring a Hammond B3 organ. Holiday music on a Hammond organ is delightful!
The second volume of The Catalog of Cool (Too Cool) had a whole chapter on Hammond B3 jazz trios! That's how cool you are. A whole chapter's worth.
Apple pie 2024 v2.0 is now in the oven. Hopefully I can avoid any kitchen disasters until I get it to tomorrow's family dinner.
Well, it's the dreariest solstice in memory, with grey skies and cold rain the whole day.
Topped off with me and Matilda attending the memorial of Astrid, yet another parent of one of her elementary school friends. We have gone to memorials for Blake (father of Lucy), Drew (father of Davi), Jacqueline, Astrid (mother of Angelica). All of these girls from Matilda's class lost a parent before they turned 20. And Isabella's mother, Lola, has Stage 4 Pancreatic cancer.
I have managed to order things online which I've sent (thanks to Shop's default addressing) to faraway cities, and feel wildly out of sync with the Holiday.
On the plus side, the sun starts coming back tomorrow.
On the plus side, the sun starts coming back tomorrow.
More light, more light, more light. That mantra is getting me through these days.
The second volume of The Catalog of Cool (Too Cool) had a whole chapter on Hammond B3 jazz trios! That's how cool you are. A whole chapter's worth.
That gig was definitely a chapter's worth of cool. Very fun! I think this will be a new holiday tradition, along with the Krampus walk.