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Feral chicks

It's still Monday morning early afternoon here, and today is pecking me to death already!   Apparently, there is a blue light special on work-related emotional breakdowns (not mine, this time), two for the price of one.  On the other hand, I got some tedious but informative work done this weekend, which feels very virtuous.

Food news:  The new Thai place is good!  And very nearby!  This restaurant space has had a few loser years since the Mexican place closed -- the last incarnation was (I think) Chinese, but they kept the curtains closed and didn't post a menu; and the restaurant before that was all tofu.  And I have no real objection to tofu, except that never in my life have I thought, "Oh, I'm just dying for some tofu!"

Wildlife news:  My cat Polly, a feral rescue foster kitten who never became social enough for adoption, has not allowed anyone to pet her in the last 8 years.  She slept by my feet last night.  And in a true breakthrough, she put her little head by my leg; and then she let me pet her with my foot!  She even turned her head so my foot could rub the other side!  I know, this sounds underwhelming, but trust me, it is HUGE. 

Weather report:  Dry dry dry dry.  Rain expected Wednesday, then dry dry dry.  They keep promising us this El Nino, but one day does not a drought cure.  Hugs to our Texas contingent, because lately, they've gotten rather more than is useful.  

Political news:  GO, LIZ!  

What's the news up your way?

Aloha was so last week....

Back to the grindstone this week.  Pretty soon now.  Any minute.  I swear!

To our Canadian Pixies, may the voting go your way today.  There is a certain amount of jealousy that y'all are at the end of the campaign season, whereas the Pixies to the south are expected to endure another entire fireplacing year of breathless daily updates and urgent pleas regarding the big national election.

Meanwhile, GO LIZ!  I'm more and more convinced of the importance of state and local offices -- people often ignore them, but that's really where changes and improvements begin.  (And not paying attention is how we end up with whiffle-ball-for-brains candidates in high state and national offices.)

Back on the home front, our daughter did a splendid job of keeping the ship running.  The pets were a little miffed that their personal humans went missing, but all is forgiven.

Hugs to those dealing with sorrow, sickness, sadness, etc.

What's new with you?

Stuck at Home Whining

While *some* pixies (ahem, kathy a) are out enjoying a fabulous vacation, the rest of us are here at home, doing the same-old, same-old.

I got griped out this morning for throwing away a very valuable zip-top plastic bag, as well as for expecting a certain Baboo to consume her breakfast and get ready for school.

What are your whines, pixies?

Aloha!

Not leaving until Sunday.  So much to do this week -- like some albatross projects!

What's happening with you?