"Nomadland." See it. It's slow and sort of sad and just gorgeous to look at.
Thursday, February 25, 2021
Wednesday, February 24, 2021
Stitches and Flowers
Not flowers that I received because I got stitches. Rather, flowers that Tap and I saw in the neighborhood today:
The house where these are also has a bright yellow front door. Very Springish on this 70-degree February day.
And, the stitches:
You can see the bruising stretching down toward the lower left corner of the photo. Everything's still a little tender, which is still surprising. I'm going to keep the stitches covered, as those little ends look like they're on the prowl for something to snag on.
Sunday, February 21, 2021
Day Two
Today, there is bruising.
I bruise so dang easily I shouldn't be surprised. Only getting two stitches and not having slammed my hand against anything, this has to be from the injections of lidocaine. Whatever, the thumb is quite sore today. But I can knit.
Yes, when I got home, I finished making the casserole. It's weird, but as I was sharpening the knife (holding the sharpener in my left hand), I thought, "Don't slip and cut yourself." The next instant, I cut myself.
Saturday, February 20, 2021
There Will Be Blood (Seriously. Skip if you'll get queasy.)
In the middle of making this delicious casserole:
Thursday, February 18, 2021
Probably Tone Deaf
I'm sitting in a warm house with water. It is almost unfathomable to me that millions in Texas have been, and continue to be, without either. Knowing that makes what I'm about to post seem glib, but it caused a huge smile and applause on my part today.
Monday, February 15, 2021
Friday, February 12, 2021
Day of Birth
Birthday flowers from my bestie Lisa.
Monday, February 8, 2021
What's So Hard About That?
As much as I love football, Super Bowls almost always disappoint me. It shouldn't be too much to expect an interesting, competitive game. . .
Sunday, February 7, 2021
Screen Test?
Saturday, February 6, 2021
Shock
Yesterday I rewatched "The Fisher King" because I hadn't seen it in a while, and the performances in it are simply astounding. One of the main characters is played by Amanda Plummer, one of my favorite actresses. I opened up my phone to text Briton and gush about the film, and was confronted with the news that Amanda's father had died.
Wednesday, February 3, 2021
Roundup
Last night, I made some sourdough cornbread.
I was finally successful with a sourdough starter, and, having planned to make cornbread yesterday, I winged it and combined the two. It worked out very well.
The whole bread thing gives me at least one thing to do each day. Walking Tap is another. Otherwise, I'm still pretty much at a loss. The appointment with my psychiatrist is tomorrow morning, so. . . Fingers crossed.
Some of you have been blizzarded in the last couple of day; I hope you're all well and warm. It's been cold and windy here, to the point of Mr. Tap curling up on the quilt that's just in front of a heat vent. Madeleine and Riley are out on the back porch in the sunshine most of every day. Also, those space heaters I had to buy are getting good use.
Monday, February 1, 2021
What I Said
True to my word, I'm not revisiting what I wrote last time, but I do so appreciate your support. You're helping lift a burden, and I thank you.
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. . . on wood. Madeleine is back to her usual self. Even eating some dry food, though still preferring bisques and other lickable things.
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In addition to the much-too-expensive tooth business (honestly, if I had known that one tooth was worth that, I'd have pulled some more ...
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Collaging has shown me that I am a bad gluer. This pains me more than it should. On gluing, how many of you recognize this? You had to slic...