Work is on my mind. 8-6 so far today. Then I’ll start again around 8-8:30 until late. The work load just keeps on coming.
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So glad I’m this side of the pond.
Just finished this evenings shift. Now relaxing in bed with the electric blanket on and the TV on in the background.
Just finished this evenings shift. Now relaxing in bed with the electric blanket on and the TV on in the background.
And those "events" don't look good at all. It is very disconcerting.
To put it mildly.
I had hoped for an early (or relatively early) night; not to be.
1a.m. is rather late, even for those of us across the pond, unless you have trouble sleeping like I do.
My electric blanket is on, my book (Hamilton by Ron Chernow) awaits me, beside my pillows, yet, inexplicably, I am still here.
Am I a complete (expletive deleted) idiot, a glutton for political punishment?
It’s our curse. It’s like we can’t stop looking at the wreck, and we can’t refrain from analyzing each and every particular of it. It must be some sort of psychological issue.
The Ron Chernow book on Hamilton is excellent. I also like his book on George Washington.
A new day, welcomed with coffee. The past might dictate the future, but it won’t dictate my thoughts.
Today i'm bike pedaling about 30 miles to a beach in the gulf of mexico soon in (cold) 53F degree weather because i can, and should- i will tell the warm sand (70f) you said hello when i get there this afternoon.
Etymology of the day: "Sudden"
From the French "sodein", which comes from the Latin "subitanus", which is also "subitus" ("now"), that is from Subire (sub= up to, ire=come/go).
From the French "sodein", which comes from the Latin "subitanus", which is also "subitus" ("now"), that is from Subire (sub= up to, ire=come/go).
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Changed bedlinen, put on a wash, trotted to the local store to pick up my organic milk and organic cream, and buy some sparkling mineral water, and butter.
Paid some bills, and ordered some beer.
Treated myself to a mug of hot chocolate on my return.
And now, am finally reading the news reports.
Aftermath......I really like etymology; a fascinating area, very rewarding to study.
Paid some bills, and ordered some beer.
Treated myself to a mug of hot chocolate on my return.
And now, am finally reading the news reports.
Aftermath......I really like etymology; a fascinating area, very rewarding to study.
Today was the first day this winter that I realised that I had a craving for a mug of hot chocolate; I didn't really want coffee, but longed for some hot chocolate.
Hot chocolate is not a beverage I treat myself to all that often, but there are certain days in deepest, darkest, dreariest winter - and today was one such - where nothing else will hit that spot.
And the hot chcoloate was, yes, divine.
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I’ll have a couple more teas yet. Then a hot chocolate before (well probably in!) bed.
Strange day today. My partner’s birthday so was doing the prep for a special meal when my cat came home. He had a little somet to eat, turned round and literally just keeled over and died. He was 19 and has lived a very good life, we’ve had him since he was weaned. Also it was quick and we were with him rather than it happening outside where we might never had found out. The house seems very empty without him
Oh wow, it seems that he wanted a last meal with you guys before going to cat heaven (what a mess it might be!). Sorry to hear. Recently lost a cat, it doesn't feel good.
However, we got a kitten during the Christmas break so my oldest cats are now angry at us.
Today, I used the standard Bourneville Cocoa.
And, I prepared it with a mix of hot milk (which made it wonderfully creamy) and hot water; plus, some brown sugar, although I take my tea and coffee without sugar.
And, there were even chocolate biscuits - a Viscount and a Jaffa Cake (my biscuit supply needs to be replenished); but, this is a time of year when such treats are both necessary and very welcome.
Actually, while I like, (love) artisan and Belgian beers, fine wines from Burgundy, seriously good Ethiopian and Kenyan coffee, I find that standard hot chocolate works better than some of the more specialised stuff. (And yes, I briefly and fleetingly inspected that rabbit hole, and found it too troublesome).
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Commiserations, but it sounds as though he had a great life with you, and that you had a great life with him.
Ah, really sorry to hear that. Cats seem to die as enigmatically as they live. My childhood cat died back in October a few hours before an Apple event while I was still trying to get social media animations finished. I heard him meowing in the kitchen like he'd seen a mouse, and then he just kinda went limp. Oddly, I still mistake things on the ground, like clothing, for him when I first walk into a room.
It's funny how one can get attached, as we are to our cat now 15. It was also very sad when our previous cat died 15 years ago. But 19 is a very long life for a cat, and sounds like he/she was well taken care of.
@martint235: Actually, 19 is a wonderful age for a cat, and no cat lives to such an age without having been very well cared for, and probably much loved.
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