sj, I do that about writing stuff, sometimes. She would have loved to hear about the nibble I got in January, if not that it's still not a go, yet, afaik--and even if she'd been married too long to understand why part of me might have traded it for, you know, actual nibbling, though maybe fewer words from me might help that cause, too.(It's kind of a girly story that's taken me about ten years to "perfect"...it made me think of her a lot.) On a semi-related note, my counsel would almost surely be less delicate but maybe I could offer a fresh perspective on your situation, or maybe just hear you out--would that help, or not? I'm here, but no pressure, either.

Jess just described Actual Mom's Actual Nightmare.

I think Wall-E warned us about the hoverchairs, though.

Look, if we're going to destroy the economy and the environment ANYWAY, I'd at least like to get a hoverchair and cupcake-in-a-cup out of it.

Dang it, the Ladies Night at the Forge blacksmithing class was supposed to be this Friday (the 11th), but the class was cancelled because I was the only one who signed up. I can definitely re-schedule it, but at this point it won't be until the fall, because my carpal tunnel surgery on my right hand is on the 28th of this month, and then after I recover from that I get the surgery on my left hand (I'm guessing June or July), and I'm not going to do blacksmithing in the summer anyway because my perimenopausal self will spontaneously combust from the combination of Cincinnati summer heat and humidity AND a forge. So, I'll give it a shot in the fall, when the temperatures are reasonable and both hands are working properly. (Seriously, my right hand is fucked. It's like 90% numb, except for the pinky. It's so weird.)

Fall seems like the more correct season for blacksmithing. And fully functioning hands seem like they might be a good thing to have while doing it if that's an option. I'm sorry you have to wait, though!

what she said.

Concur, but also, bummer.

I was all over the place today. Tomorrow I need to do some plotting and planning before I start doing.

That sucks, I hope you can reschedule for fall!

I made it on the plane. But did not get food, did not use the bathroom, and am sitting next to a dude who reeks of BO. Ugh.

Timelies all!

Went to Toronto this past weekend for FilKOntario. Had no problems getting into and out of Canada, but I am a middle-aged white woman, so your Border Crossing May Vary.

(A number of the Americans at the con were sporting "I'm sorry about the 'President'" buttons. Wish I could have one, but I'm still a federal employee)

I was all over the place today. Tomorrow I need to do some plotting and planning before I start doing.

My day was fully booked out, and while I'm tired now (and my eyebrows are sore) it was a good start to the week.

After my morning Pilates I had a few hours before therapy and successfully whiled them away.

Therapy, however, ran right into my microblade touch up, which was kind of ouchy. She said that touchups often were, and also my skin was more sensitve/reactive/bleeding than last time and she enquired if I was on some new drug. (That would be Ozempic, but I'm not sure if skin sensitivity is one of the side effects.)

Anyway, endured that and once I was out in the cooling SF fog it felt better quickly. I had grand notions of starting laundry, walking to do grocery shopping and wash dishes tonight. But only shopping happened and that was fine because tomorrow is mostly free, so I can play catchup.

I'm tuckered though between an hour of Pilates and 8,700 steps.