Friday, July 25, 2014

Injected

Today we went to the appointment for Kat's last vaccination required until she is 18. No matter what happened I offered her that full five year span of no needle pricks to latch onto. I made sure to ask about the topical anesthetic spray or salve, both when I confirmed the appointment and when we arrived this morning. It was two injections and they had two nurses available to do them simultaneously. After the freezy spray Kat leaked a few tears from the anticipation but then it was over in a flash. And she reports that it DID NOT HURT. We'd both like to rewind the last 18 months and use that spray liberally and faithfully for all her injections. Ethyl Chloride spray, by prescription only, is our new friend. Sorry to have found it for the last one, baby. But better late than never. Godalmighty when is the dang needle-less Star Trek spray injection system going to be available? Dunkin Donuts afterwards.

Bad or baffling flag design blog? Yes, please! Here you are. From metafilter, why shop anywhere else?

KC Royals went 14 innings to win 2 to 1 over (Detroit if only!) Clevland last night. So glad I turned it off at 10:15pm. But yay, another win!

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Waterworks

Went to San Francisco and ate it up. The middle aged folks dressed up for the fairytale wedding was more fun than I expected. Lots of enthusiasm and what a sweet ceremony.

Posting may be light as I step out onto the new job's tightrope. Grieving is abated and I have thought of some new reasons to look forward with hope.

Here's a Guardian article discussing water usage and the modern toilet/shower/bathroom. Found on Metafilter which features a wider discussion and although plenty of the comments boil down to  'yer doin it wrong' I still found it worth reading.

Pattern for tote bag. This is just what I was looking for...

Friday, July 11, 2014

Really?

Well, bust my buttons. I've been made a job offer including a respectable salary amount. I asked for 24 hours to be in a daze, then gave them my yes answer this morning. This is a job I will need to do homework for. It may be stressful. It is a real professional position with growth possibilities. Goggle eyed. Currently grieving for my current job. And worried about how I get the knowledge I need to use for the new one.

Going to SF for a wedding next week. I could use something fancy to wear on the top. Guess it's this weekend or never.

Woke up at 4am ish thinking of job and pet meds and now I am wired tired.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Lesser pitch

Summer frenzy continues but perhaps dialed down a few notches. My job application seems to have fizzled because candidates with actual training background materialized. I interviewed but it seems unlikely that I'll get the call unless all the qualified applicants laugh at the salary offer. Which is not impossible so I'll keep half an eye open. I will continue to cross-train for this department and I may get hired that way after they provide me with some real experience.

The girls played against each in other last night's softball game. It wasn't a brilliant outing for either. Kat's team was the victor and it was hot and muggy and I did not enjoy. Bun has successfully lost her mitt, she was lucky to be able to borrow our next-door neighbor's for the game. Only one more game for each of them next week. I feel that I must look on the bright side: a) it was over fairly quickly and b) we've been lucky and had a fairly cool summer so far, all the other games have been more enjoyable.

The long weekend was long for the kids. They are tired of unstructured time, it especially wears on Kat's nerves. She was following her sister around and being obnoxious one morning. When ordered to keep away was tearful and angry. "I hate summer!" said she. The next day Bun was off with a friend. We took Kat to the pool with her own friend and they met another pal there and it was a good thing.

The little dogs' owners are home. Whew! They definitely grew on me during our time of responsibility. Considering Snickers' love for all of them (quite unreturned) I would be tempted to get her a little dog of her very own. But only if: fenced yard, locating another non-barking dog, etc. etc. I went walk/jogging Monday morning to celebrate my freedom. It was sprinkling and quite pleasant. I feel guilty that I did not get out this morning but am making an effort to set that aside and see what I can do later. Perhaps some mowing will satisfy my inner Puritan.

I am bracing myself for the two and a half weeks of library closure before the new building is open. I've abandoned several books so far and completed a slew. I am halfway through Full Dark House and still a little confused. I expected paranormal mystery in an alternate universe. But the cover stresses that it is a locked room mystery and despite my resistance I have to admit that's what it is so far. It has a bit of atmospherically embodied evil but it's set in our own universe. I'm disappointed not to be reading an alternate Blitz story. This book's not terrible, I think I'll finish it but skim over all the elaborate details about the layout of the theatre and who was where, when. Don't care, give me characters and some dramatic moments please. Planning to jump into Nicola Barker's Darkmans next. But oh crap, now I see, that's book #3 in a series. Must find #1 which isn't in the city library's collection even though they have #2 and #3. Grr. The university library does have it so I'll make the hike.

Adventures in unsuitable movie watching for the family: Anchorman. Three of us watched Anchorman II on the flight to Europe so there was some curiosity about the first one. Bun was the odd one out and didn't get much of the movie but I don't think it will stunt her growth. It was a bit embarrassing but we all survived and agreed that II was better than I.




Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Prepared

I have some reading to do on captainawkward.com. I followed a metafilter link to this post about breaking the low mood cycle and I'm very happy I did. Fave quote so far:
We’re just talking about that state that we all get into of wanting to be the Life of the Party but having only enough energy to be the Housepet of the Party. 
[picture of a grumpy cat] caption: “I’m going to stalk dramatically through the center of the conversation and then disappear. Don’t touch me.”
I think I've been the housepet of the party! But probably like a more pathetic cat as in "I'm going to edge around the corners of the party making only glancing, apologetic eye contact and then disappear." Not feeling puny right now but it's always good to prepare for the next time.

I'm busy living in the 18th century right now with Georgiana, Duchess of Devonshire. Here is the Goodreads link for Foreman's biography. I'll probably want to look at the movie too but don't expect the same immersion experience. How letter-dependent this time period was (late 1700s) and what a golden treasury that leaves for historians/biographers/dilettante readers. The culture of high-stakes gambling in British high society at that time is quite a foreign country. This woman lived for decades in dread of her gaming debts. I've read far enough that Georgiana has reached 40 and lost the use of one eye. I keep being surprised she didn't adopt a jaunty eye patch, rather than just feeling self conscious. But I am thinking of earlier ages with their beauty marks and patches and so on. Good book.

No doggie throw up this morning. Fingers crossed for more of the same.

After I get out of the courts of George III and IV I will take a hard left turn and be in Topeka, Kansas in the mid 1960s. A friend lent me a book about the 1966 tornado that flattened a wide swath in the city. She was telling me highlights as we stood in the re-built college buildings on Washburn University campus, home of the frightening Ichabods. Okay, this one here looks pretty jolly but believe me, creepy.


Time to prepare for my July invasion of San Francisco. Not ready, why yes I am!