Ick, hormones for Valentines

Despite it all, my TMI meter still seems to be working, so I won’t bother with the deets.  I just feel wrung out and not particularly brainy at the moment.  On the positive side my back and leg aren’t hurting me too much at the moment; I’ve been getting by without painkillers.

I wish my phone hadn’t died just as I was coming home yesterday.  The sunset was so glorious, so spectacular, so awe-inspiring, I wanted to phone Jeff and tell him to step out on the back deck.  Also, he’d picked up beer that day so I didn’t actually have to go into the mall.  But I’ve got beer, so really, wherefore the plaints?

I started writing my Valentines day cards today.  More after the cut.  Please note that I am using my just freshly created font so the appearance on this blog of those staves will look very different from how it will look when I print them out.  I have no idea what font they will appear in.  Also, they all run together because Google docs knocked the formatting out.  But I think I’m doing very well with the office coworker valentine’s this year – I won’t be doing individual ones but I think I’ll be able to keep everybody reasonably happy.

One thing that troubles me…. Should I give any to the new squid overlords?  I’m going to go talk to HR about that.  I mean, I’ve been giving out office Valentines for YONKS now, and if they tell me I have to stop I should probably do it anyway, but only give them to the people who are a) expecting them – because at this point, they do and b) really don’t give a roasted rat’s tuchis what HR thinks. then OR now.

I lost my bank card.  I have to report it now.  I don’t want another one, but oh well.

Healing is itchy work.

I’ve been re-reading George Carlin.  That man was a genius, and he left us too soon.

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Wonderful day, be careful when you open the links.

Katie rescued me from my plans yesterday (who needs to clean out the junk room, meh) and we hung out and watched the movie that dare not speak its name, which Katie really enjoyed (and I don’t need an excuse to watch anything with Lenny Bruce in it) and I made french country style apple pies using the mechanical apple corer peeler thingy that Jeff has, and I finally threw out the lard that he moved here to Vancouver after ten years (I opened the package, I counted three kinds of discoloration in the contents of the package, I smelled the package, I closed the package, I threw out the package) which was still not as old as the chickpeas which bore the legend ‘Arva Flour Mills’ which I s-canned about six months ago, which meant that I had to make the pies with pure butter pastry, and they were amazing.  Why the Joy of Cooking says pastry has to have lard in it I have no conception.  Also I made her listen to a couple of tunes on Thirteen, Vixy and Tony’s CD.  I love Apprentice…. Also, yesterday I bought me and Katie a pound of prawns and we cooked and ate most of them.  We also went for a walk and bought candy at 7-11.  We also shared a couple of videos, like this HORRIFICALLY RUDE rap tune, which made me laugh very hard.  I walked her to the bus stop and gave her a big hug goodbye.  After she left (with the smallest of the pies to share with Dax, and a couple of oranges) Jeff and I watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall.  Also, yesterday, I used yourfont.com to generate my own font, with Jeff’s help, and I’ve even installed it already.  Then I went to bed, after a perfect day perfectly misspent.

Things I learned yesterday:

I will be making more apple pies.  Because DAMN THEY WERE SO GOOD, and I only got half of one, out of the four I made.  I based the recipe on something Tom U. made for me and Paul once, and Paul and I literally talked about that pie for months.  You know the kind of pie, where you wake up out of a sound sleep to find your partner looking dreamy, and you think, what up? and the other person says I’m thinking about that apple pie Tom made.  That good.

Homemade meatball pita wraps are awesome.

I prefer prawns cold with dipping sauce.

Russell Brand is simply too cute.

If the sun is shining I must go outside.

watched the last half of the Super Bowl

That was really good football.  It was exciting, it was close, and there some aMAZing plays.  That Holmes touchdown catch was simply stunning, as was Harrison’s 100 yard run.

I didn’t see the first half because I was driving back from Renton (and yes, I was driving, and yes, I enjoyed driving that Prius with big happiness) with the Tom and Peggy travelling stringed extravaganza.  Conflikt II was great and I’ve already pre-reg’d for next year.

Today, more singing and playing. But first, unpacking, grr.

Feeling lazy… cross posted from Facebook

Since Rob H and Lexi have both tagged me….
Here is a list of 25 things about me….
1. I talk and sing to myself all the time. Bugs the crap out of Jeff.
2. I can see three of my mother’s quilts from my bed. Uh, actually that’s four.
3. I am uneasily unreconciled to being committed to rationality … and liking the Tarot. That ‘for entertainment purposes only’ sticker goes only so far.
4. There a couple of people who are still alive and contactable but they’ve gone to a place where I can’t reach them, and I miss them every day.
5. I love Wreck Beach.
6. I’ve written at least 200 songs, and of these have sheet music for about 25, lyrics for about 140, and of that pile maybe 40 are good enough for posterity.
7. All of my close male relatives loathe my singing voice.
8. If I’d married and stayed married to the first man I was engaged to, we’d be celebrating 32 years of marriage this year.
9. I’m really happy I didn’t marry him.
10. I have obscenely self-indulgent requirements for privacy, sleep and down time, which motherhood did little to dent.
11. Is deleted, so as not to offend gender warriors.
12. Is deleted, so as not to offend friends of friends on Facebook.
13. Is deleted, as being TMI. And kinda icky.
14. I started blogging at allegrasloman.com in April 2004. I lost the first couple of months of posts so the archives only go back to August 2004.
15. I am entertained by the fact that my daughter has used the blog to track the various events that have led her to have PTSD.
16. I love my parents and wish everybody had parents like them.
17. I love my kids and am thrilled that they are really close to being finished school AND that they are turning into wonderful adults.
18. Is deleted. Because Facebook is forever. But it was funny!
19. I give money to fellow bloggers doing primary research in fields I’m interested in, my kids, my church, Medecins sans Frontieres, Breast Cancer Research, the BCCLU, Americans I like who don’t have health insurance and have dirty great medical bills, the Salvation Army, BCSPCA, International Red Cross/Red Crescent, Gaza relief, and street musicians.
20. I love giving homilies at church.
21. I am in constant pain.
22. I think free speech is more important than how people keep using it to hurt my sensibilities.
23. I think freedom of assembly is even more important than free speech and that participating in mass demonstrations is very empowering, which is one of the reasons I love Pride Day so much.
24. I often say what everyone else is thinking but is too smart to articulate.
25. I feel anxious if there isn’t at least a week’s supply of toilet paper in the house.

It is 4:16 in the morning

and there are still 35 filkers up and singing.  I left the big room just now and Cindy was singing John’s Song (about Shepard from SGA).  Anyway, the biscotti fairy has been through both filk rooms and I STILL HAVE BISCOTTI LEFT.  Just goes to show how much I made and how many people are allergic to nuts and wheat.

I had just enough energy in me when I woke up to do the rounds, and now I am going back to bed.

Lots of links

I have watched

all of this – Time lapse from an aircraft – make it full screen and turn up the audio.

The first ten minutes of this parkour video.

None of this. I intend to as it comes highly recommended by Kottke.org and John A at work.

ALL OF THIS ADORABLE BABY VIDEO.

All of this self assembling robot video.

I read everything on this flowchart of US unemployment.

And I wonder who put the kittens on the Roomba.

Yes – I posted that link twice.

sleeeep was all he wanted

Keith was here last night and I was so happy to see him that we made a lot of noise.  Jeff finally staggered out of his bedroom and said, “Too… loud….” but I didn’t actually STFU until I remembered the magic phrase: “oh, crap, Jeff is WORKING in the morning.”  Then I crept off to bed.  I am now drafting an apology.

Ate really good pesto at Aldo’s last night – it’s a really nice trad Italian pasta joint right next to the Heritage Grill in New West.  Yes it was a date.  We had a pleasant time, thanks.

Had a brief visit with Suzanne and picked up my new glasses, so last night was a real whirlwind of activity.  I felt much better after hanging out with Suzanne, it’s always great to download with a GF.  I LOVE MY NEW GLASSES.  My vision is much improved, especially working with a computer, which was the point, and I’ve got my visual acuity back in my left eye, the lack of which was straining my right eye.  I am also using Systane Ultra for my extremely crunchy and dry right eye, and it’s working great.  Sometimes when they give you a free sample it really is for a good product.  Unlike Delissio pizza, which is the single most heartburn inducing wheaten hubcap of listeria (okay, I didn’t get sick, but it’s got vomitous pepperoni) ever.

NOW, Conflikt, and five days off in a row.  Happiness.  I confirmed my ride with Tom and Peggy (Yay, she’s bringing her bass) and I am going to stuff myself into the Prius and try hard not to babble continuously the entire way.

Big shout out to Jerome for the invite, Brian C for the links, Kim for livening up lunch, whoever the hell it was who put a litter on a Roomba, Jeff for putting up with me, Keith for telling me he was let go without sugar coating it (or being resentful), Katie for hanging around and visiting briefly with me when I went to get my glasses (I was so happy to see her and I felt better), and Tanya and Cris for cracking me up.  Hugs to Jarmo, Mike, Suzanne, Peggy and Cindy, who must be knee deep in con suite prep right about now.  Gosh I’m looking forward to this!  Even more than last year.