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Dec. 4th, 2017 09:19 amI want to go back to Sunday morning and start over.
Saturday was lovely. I managed to walk the Brighton-Brookline Village-Coolidge Corner-Harvard and Comm-home loop and then walk to Whole Foods and back, and still had enough energy when I got home the last time to want to go out again and see Thor: Ragnarok. And while I was down there, because I went on the bus and had about an hour to kill between buying the ticket and going into the movie, I went to Target and bought three little Star Wars Lego kits for the toy drive at work. The movie was amusing, which I was expecting, but I'm curious to see whether we get Mark Ruffalo in future movies or whether we only get the Hulk.
In other news, I've found crunchies that Lily will eat (hooray) for $11/lb (sigh), but Snip seems not to like them (hooray again). Snip doesn't like anything that used to have feathers on it, but is fine with anything that came out of the ocean, so I need to order a case of chicken-based wet food for Lily when I order Litter Locker liners next week. And I should see if I can exchange the unopened 5-lb bag of Snip's crunchies for a smaller one. (I seem to remember that Lily took a while to come around to anything that didn't come out of the ocean, too. And then she discovered rotisserie chicken, and hasn't looked back since.)
Sunday wasn't terrible for me personally, but I could have lived without lots of the Patriots game (which they won, but the first half was pretty putrid and Gronk made a completely inexcusable boneheaded move on a defenseless player in the second half). I got a largish chunk of embroidery done, and adopted a crockpot from my sister who got an Instant Pot instead, and made stock out of the turkey thighs I roasted last week and froze. I don't know how the stock came out; there was still enough flavor left in the meat after three hours to make me suspicious. if it's as bland as I'm afraid it's going to be, I'll throw it out because there's only about a quart and a half of it anyway.
This morning the bus got to Gardner Path and we all got kicked off because the bus was trying to fill up with smoke. I knew I wasn't going to fit on the next bus, so I walked the mile or so to work despite a massive temper tantrum from my inner four-year-old, which doesn't WANT exercise first thing in the morning, and minor grumbling from the ex-blister on my right pinky toe. Hopefully, having started the morning like that, the rest of the day will be better.
Saturday was lovely. I managed to walk the Brighton-Brookline Village-Coolidge Corner-Harvard and Comm-home loop and then walk to Whole Foods and back, and still had enough energy when I got home the last time to want to go out again and see Thor: Ragnarok. And while I was down there, because I went on the bus and had about an hour to kill between buying the ticket and going into the movie, I went to Target and bought three little Star Wars Lego kits for the toy drive at work. The movie was amusing, which I was expecting, but I'm curious to see whether we get Mark Ruffalo in future movies or whether we only get the Hulk.
In other news, I've found crunchies that Lily will eat (hooray) for $11/lb (sigh), but Snip seems not to like them (hooray again). Snip doesn't like anything that used to have feathers on it, but is fine with anything that came out of the ocean, so I need to order a case of chicken-based wet food for Lily when I order Litter Locker liners next week. And I should see if I can exchange the unopened 5-lb bag of Snip's crunchies for a smaller one. (I seem to remember that Lily took a while to come around to anything that didn't come out of the ocean, too. And then she discovered rotisserie chicken, and hasn't looked back since.)
Sunday wasn't terrible for me personally, but I could have lived without lots of the Patriots game (which they won, but the first half was pretty putrid and Gronk made a completely inexcusable boneheaded move on a defenseless player in the second half). I got a largish chunk of embroidery done, and adopted a crockpot from my sister who got an Instant Pot instead, and made stock out of the turkey thighs I roasted last week and froze. I don't know how the stock came out; there was still enough flavor left in the meat after three hours to make me suspicious. if it's as bland as I'm afraid it's going to be, I'll throw it out because there's only about a quart and a half of it anyway.
This morning the bus got to Gardner Path and we all got kicked off because the bus was trying to fill up with smoke. I knew I wasn't going to fit on the next bus, so I walked the mile or so to work despite a massive temper tantrum from my inner four-year-old, which doesn't WANT exercise first thing in the morning, and minor grumbling from the ex-blister on my right pinky toe. Hopefully, having started the morning like that, the rest of the day will be better.
