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sabineI got my birthday tattoo on Saturday. It's a gorgeous male cardinal. Grandpa Tom wouldn't approve, but I think he would understand.
My neck and shoulders are nothing but pain. I have a massage tomorrow for my birthday. Everything hurts. Much stabby.
It makes me a little crazy when people say "dithered" instead of "disabled" or "deactivated" when it comes to a button that isn't lit up for clicking. There are all sorts of words you could use, but that one's just wrong.
We went out to Hookah as a family Saturday night. I was hoping for a Newer Dancer Night, but not enough other people volunteered. Instead, we had dinner with an old friend and a fellow Mnah-Mnah dancer. It was lovely. We also watched new dancer K's first set as a roster dancer. She needs to slow down a bit - she was trucking back and forth between the rooms super fast. She also underestimated how long it would take her to collect tips, so she was just dancing with a basket of money for a while. She'll learn. Alex was ENTHRALLED. It was nice.
Emi has been nothing but whiny lately. Either she's picked up a bad habit from a TV show or from friends at school. Either way, it's entirely on all of my nerves.
Alex has been a snugglebug. He's also been using more and more words. This is awesome.
A couple weeks ago, Downwood put up several gallons of cider and honey to start brewing. Yesterday, he racked it to secondary fermentation and I put down a batch of Saison de Noel. It was nice to be brewing again. I'd forgotten how soaked everything gets...and that I need a new thermometer.
I need to go through things and winnow/clear. I have a box of gifts downstairs that needs to be inventoried so I know who still needs a present for the holidaze. I need to go through my brewing stuff and see what I have and what's still good. I need to clear my closet and shelves of things that don't fit or I don't like. I need to declutter my life. Too. Much. Stuff.
My neck and shoulders are nothing but pain. I have a massage tomorrow for my birthday. Everything hurts. Much stabby.
It makes me a little crazy when people say "dithered" instead of "disabled" or "deactivated" when it comes to a button that isn't lit up for clicking. There are all sorts of words you could use, but that one's just wrong.
We went out to Hookah as a family Saturday night. I was hoping for a Newer Dancer Night, but not enough other people volunteered. Instead, we had dinner with an old friend and a fellow Mnah-Mnah dancer. It was lovely. We also watched new dancer K's first set as a roster dancer. She needs to slow down a bit - she was trucking back and forth between the rooms super fast. She also underestimated how long it would take her to collect tips, so she was just dancing with a basket of money for a while. She'll learn. Alex was ENTHRALLED. It was nice.
Emi has been nothing but whiny lately. Either she's picked up a bad habit from a TV show or from friends at school. Either way, it's entirely on all of my nerves.
Alex has been a snugglebug. He's also been using more and more words. This is awesome.
A couple weeks ago, Downwood put up several gallons of cider and honey to start brewing. Yesterday, he racked it to secondary fermentation and I put down a batch of Saison de Noel. It was nice to be brewing again. I'd forgotten how soaked everything gets...and that I need a new thermometer.
I need to go through things and winnow/clear. I have a box of gifts downstairs that needs to be inventoried so I know who still needs a present for the holidaze. I need to go through my brewing stuff and see what I have and what's still good. I need to clear my closet and shelves of things that don't fit or I don't like. I need to declutter my life. Too. Much. Stuff.
