Sunday.
So I figured I was hale enough to do the shopping, which I was. I bought two different kinds of protein shake (so I can perform a taste-test), along with other needed supplies, along with Sanpelligrino Lime, and so-called ginger ale. Didn’t ginger ale used to Actually Have ginger in it, rather than “ginger flavoring”?
Though I was fit enough to get the shopping done, I am now, I suppose predictably, exhausted. Had some pudding after I got everything put away, and listened to a couple chapters of Salvage Right, which — writing a character with PTSD isn’t easy, but I think we did a credible job. Also? I do so love Seignur Veeoni.
In a couple, I’ll start the oven to heat lunch, and then I think I’ll concentrate on bookkeeping and mundane desk work, and correspondence.
The cats think I should take a nap, and they may be right, but, if that’s found to be the case, it will be after lunch, not instead of lunch.
How’s everybody doing?
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I see I forgot to update yesterday. Herewith, the cold news from Saturday:
A break for PT homework and to throw a load of towels into the washer.
This morning, I have been in the comfy chair in my office, Sitting With The Big Ideas. I have Notes. I have an inclination toward More Notes, so I’ll head back to the comfy chair after I finish this note and collect a cookie as my reward for doing my homework.
I’m working with notes that go back to 2022, at least, trying to identify recurring themes. I wish to honor Steve’s vision for what were his character and story, far more than it was mine. Which isn’t as easy as it sounds.
I had early cat assistance, but just before I broke for homework, Tali and Rook decided that I was well in hand, and took themselves off to Steve’s office to recharge. I know they’re recharging because they’re curled up in the plentiful sunspots.
On the health front, I have this morning decided not to take naproxen, which is really not something you want to be taking all the time, even given anti-nausea meds. So far, I’m maintaining at a whisker over ignorable levels, so that’s Good. Naproxen does have a long half-life, so I’m guessing any increased discomfort will start showing up this evening.
Interestingly, for values thereof, while I can concentrate on the WIP, and am doing good, sharp work there, for anything else, it’s an extremely fuzzy day in the neighborhood. I hate feeling stupid, OTOH, pay copy is being written and/or plotted, so — onward.
Looking at next week — The 1:45 showing of Hadestown on Monday, needlework, and on Friday, which would have been Steve’s 76th birthday, a morning nature cruise on the Messalonskee, if it doesn’t rain. Maybe, if I can keep to current levels, I’ll actually be able to get my hair cut by a professional some day next week, and before I take a pair of kitchen shears to it.
How’s Saturday treating you?
Saturday’s editor:
Fever Tree makes ginger ale and ginger beer that have actual ginger, and taste like it. It’s my favourite widely available brand. My absolute favourite for a Dark ‘N Stormy is Blenheim, but that’s hard to get most places.
Sharon, re: ginger ale, IMHO most ginger ale is of the light/dry (or shy/retiring) sort. If you can find Vernor’s, it’s got some serious (but not overdone) flavor. Also, a decade (or two) back, my daughter introduced me to Stewart’s Ginger Beer. WOW! now that’s Ginger! but I don’t know where you could find it, being a minor brand.
Also, I wish you well with back pain. Been there, done that. not fun.
A note about protein shake flavors: Ensure comes in various protein strengths. In this household, the unanimous favorite flavor is butter pecan.
Ginger ale… yes, it did have real ginger. I remember we made it at home as children. The key memory is spreading fresh yeast on a tiny square of toasted bread and floating it in the liquid (water, sugar, grated ginger, lemon). Good stuff. We used my mother’s WW2 cookery book, but recipes abound online.