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I keep thinking of posts and then not making them, because I don't have the time to be eloquent and I don't have the creativity to be effectively precise and I feel like it's not worth it otherwise.
Tonight, as I was breaking up cauliflower for one of my favorite veggie dishes, Roast Cauliflower With Olive Oil, Sea Salt, Fresh-Ground Pepper, And Nothing Much Else, it occurred to me that that's silly.
So here. Have a few bullet-pointed plusses (and the odd minus) in lieu of eloquent and/or efficient content.
+ Ian, my next-door neighbors'/landlords' three-year-old son, who is beyond adorable, came running around their back-yard garden towards me tonight when I got out of my car after bell practice. Usually this is because he wants to give me a flower or tell me I'm getting home too late for dinner. Tonight, it was because he wanted to give me a hug. <3...! I have known this child since he was a literal babe in literal arms, and I tend generally to treat him as a valued and curious tiny semi-adult - and he still likes me. Go figure.
+ ...bell practice? Oh, right: I joined the bell choir at the Episcopal church I've been attending off and on for about a year. Never done the bell thing before, except very very occasionally when one or another of the choirs in which I sang needed a handbell accent. But I am - still - a musician, and also a percussionist and pianist, and as it turns out? I can do this. So after six years of silence, I'm making music at last.
+ One of the things I've been most dreading - digging and shoveling and researching and writing in order to read one of the boards I'm on the well-informed riot act about, inter alia, trust - is about three-quarters over.
+ I got a reasonably good start this weekend on all three of the major things I have to do in the next ten days: an IEP meeting with a client that promises to be more contentious than the time will hold; preparation for a five-day intensive training on trial advocacy; and the third issue this year of the one journal I still copyedit.
- The IEP client, whom I liked and respected, turns out to be a xenophobic, judgmental, right-wing, closeted racist who finds offensive the fact that someone decided to translate popcorn ads into Spanish (with English subtitles) during the AMLAs. This will have no effect on my ability to represent them - or, more accurately, their child - but it saddens me nonetheless.
+ Tomato season is not quite over.
+ And squash season has already started.
+ The catboys are still awesome. And silvery grey. And tabby. And softly purring.
+ There is really rather a lot of nifty television out there right now. (Even if most of the women in the shows in question ARE too fucking skinny for words.)
+ In the first episode of Mercy, a nurse gets a cop to take her home for hot sex and an orderly provides an experienced comic-relief Greek chorus for his friends' dramatic maneuverings. Oh - did I mention that (as far as this reasonably experienced watcher can tell) the nurse is African-American/Hispanic, the cop is Italian-American (aka, in some quarters, white), and the orderly is (1) Hispanic and (2) gay?
- Between 2 October and 6 November, I'm going to three professional conferences and two intense family events. I'm pre-emptively exhausted.
- I am also beyond overworked, to the point of spending every night and weekend day plowing through cases and trying like hell to get caught up.
- Needless to say, I'm a bit tired. (And also uncharacteristically silent.)
- The first of the family events - which comes, regrettably, immediately on the heels of the first of the conferences - is the first anniversary of La Mama's death.
+ I get to spend it with the sistergirl, who is prying herself away from the ABIL and coming to stay with me for the weekend.
+ I have an appointment with a sports orthopod this coming Friday to try to figure out
- why my right ankle is still not working properly.
+ Clyde the bionicized knee, however, is working just fine. And has this very sexy scar to boot.
- Still not king. Or even president.
And you? Give me a plus and minus for you, eh?
Tonight, as I was breaking up cauliflower for one of my favorite veggie dishes, Roast Cauliflower With Olive Oil, Sea Salt, Fresh-Ground Pepper, And Nothing Much Else, it occurred to me that that's silly.
So here. Have a few bullet-pointed plusses (and the odd minus) in lieu of eloquent and/or efficient content.
And you? Give me a plus and minus for you, eh?
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- Tomorrow is going to suck, and having my period isn't going to help matters any.
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- See above.
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+ delicata squash are back
+ patellar tendonitis has gone away
+ IT band issues fewer
- plantar fasciitis stubbornly lingering
- 2nd period this calendar month. grr.
+ new Matthew Good album
- all sorts of government reporting mandates going into effect at the same time and making work into never-ending meetings
- that it's Sunday night
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+ Still here. Getting over it. Nearly done
+ Managed to have enough brain to do a work project during recovery. (And come up with some ideas my supervisor liked)
+ am negotiating with Big Boss for a raise.
+ Jenny is awesome at taking care of me and making sure I get enough sleep (I am reliably informed by her that I am supposed to sleep like a cat during recovery, which apparently means lots and lots)
- now, if I could only get her to not drink out of the bedside water glass...I have resorted to a Nalgene bottle, which will work until she realizes she has thumbs.
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+/- I go back to new position at day job on Thursday
- haven't even gotten to 1/2 way point in book due 12/1 b/c I is lame (see first item)
+ am VERY relaxed for the first time in YEARS
+x1000 you are teh awesome!!!
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- My parents are coming to visit on Thursday, for five days!
+ Beautiful weather.
- Stupid meeting this afternoon.
By the way, if you want to watch a show with a non-skinny lead woman, we are really enjoying the No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency series (via Netflix), which I have read (listened to on audiobook). Also, I have not yet see a white person in the show. Then again, it's set in Botswana. :-)
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