2. It was hot today and supposed to be even hotter tomorrow, but then is supposed to drop pretty dramatically in a day or so, so I'm really hopeful this is just one last heat spell and not the start of a super hot autumn like last year.
3. The second half of the week is going to be sooooo busy, but at least I get tomorrow off. I'm looking forward to sleeping in and relaxing.
4. Look at this sweet sleepy Chloe.
The Autumn Comes Uncertainly To School
A leaf at rest on end of branch is torn
Pulled loose by clutch of child’s hand forlorn.
With dragging feet and dancing feet and all
Come littles five years young to line the hall.
The leaves in yellow fall from branch to ground;
The children sing - or wait for songs unfound.
In the first book, the mixed-race family of Our Heroine Jes is torn completely apart by a political opportunist who wants her star general father married to his niece, and her inconvenient mother and sisters dead.
On the bright side, all this turmoil ends up giving Jes the opportunity to follow her dream and compete full-time in Hellenistic Egyptian American Ninja Warrior!
Book two features more Hellenistic Egyptian American Ninja Warrior, more sibling issues, and MUCH more complex political conspiracies. (Plus, alas to me, more love triangle.) The plot continues to be rollicking and the political conspiracies are genuinely interesting. Once again, the first half of the book took me a little while to get into before the much more action-packed second half, mostly because of the repeated instances of:
JES: I'm gonna do a thing.
INTELLIGENT ADULT: Here is a concise, reasonable explanation as to why doing the thing will blow up in your face in a way that is actively harmful to you and your family, and therefore you are forbidden to do the thing.
JES: whatever, I am totally smart and clever enough to pull off doing the thing.
JES: ...WHOOPS I DID THE THING AND IT BLEW UP IN MY FACE IN A WAY THAT WAS ACTIVELY HARMFUL TO ME AND MY FAMILY
INTELLIGENT ADULT: well who could ever have predicted that >:|
This is a very consistent character trait for Jes, but it is also maybe a reason why Jes herself is probably my least favorite of her siblings. (Admittedly, the competition for favorite is between 'the sensible history nerd who wants to be an archivist' and 'the gossipy, socially brilliant secret lesbian.' Sorry, Jes, you never stood a chance.) Also, if Jes had enough sense not to do things that are obviously bad ideas, much of the plot would not occur, and I do like the plot! But I still wish that YA did not insist so very much on first person present tense; I think this is a story that could really benefit from the option to have multiple POVs.
Instead, Mom handed the leash off to me and went back inside X3 I don't actually care very much for playing PokeGo while walking Chester, since Chester is... not the best behaved dog on a leash (to put it mildly), but I figured it would be less than twenty minutes, just once around the local Pokestop and maybe up the hill a smidge and then back home.
Nope! I got to up the hill a smidge, and Chester was adamant about continuing all the way around the block. After making it all the way up the hill, across, and to the point where we were supposed to turn another corner and go back down the hill, Chester again insisted on prolonging the walk for an extra mini-block.
Me, upon getting home: Darnit, Chester, I wanted a short walk!
Chester: What is this "short" you speak of? I am a Dachshund; we only know long.
Thanks to people on the internet for being voices of hope and sympathy and challenge and joy and generally awesome things. You know who you are - I hope. I’m glad you’re here.
And I’m sorry that almost everyone who has interacted extensively with me lately has gotten splashed with my angst and arrrrgh and stress. I will try to tone it down. (If you’re still here, thanks for not vanishing. If you did vanish and come back, welcome to my experience of interactions. If you vanished for good, well how are you reading this, teach me, I want to know.)
Among recent pluses:
+ I made echinacea-elderberry tea! And emergen-C drink! And hotted up apple cider with cinnamon and orange-spice mix in it! All the drinky things that still taste good with no sense of smell, yay!
+ Having peppermint oil on hand. Useful around the house and in home remedies, it also has the advantage of being …smellable? odorific? (What’s the equivalent of visible and audible here?) even through blocked sinuses, and I LIKE the smell.
+ Electricity in my den (aka apartment). I do like being able to plug in and charge my tech as needed, and make food and beverages, and take showers, and turn a light on at night if I need to, without hauling wood or chopping water, etc, etc. (Self-deprecating rant removed here.)
+ Rereading (and re-watching, re-listening, etc). Sometimes it’s just what one needs in order to have a predictably good experience. Sometimes it reveals new nuances. Sometimes it offers a touchstone of insight or wisdom or morality or endurance in difficult times. Sometimes all of the above.
+ Wikipedia. Sometimes you just need a fast, extensive, crowd-sourced reference whether or not it’s reliable, cite-able, or bias-checked.
Also I got all the dishes done while making the above mentioned tea, because it was too irritating to wash just one mug. I’m not counting this as a plus because of reasons.
And I’m looking forward to clean warm laundry. I may just dump it out on the bed so I can cuddle it, even though it isn't actually cold out yet.
Yet…*goes outdoors to stare pleadingly at remaining pleasant weather*
Wow, I wish I'd thought of this three days ago! Would've made reblogging much cleaner.
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For background, see the following posts: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six
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And that's it! Phew, my eyes and fingers hurt from transcribing all of that. Time for a break, I think.
This weekend, for instance, I have done three loads of laundry, sorted four bags of clothes and shoes for the charity shop, hoovered, scrubbed the bathroom and kitchen, cleaned, tidied and sorted the bedroom, done a sensible food shop, marked a set of books, painted my nails, shaved my legs, made a shrimp jambalaya that'll feed me for the week, and watched far more of old GBBO than is probably sane or sensible.
I'm still working on the whole work/social life balance, but on the whole I'm feeling pretty good.
Pete Thorne's latest photo project is all about fat cats and features candid insights into their personalities. He hopes to raise enough money to put out his photographs in a coffee table book. His last book, 'Old Faithful', focused on senior dogs!
2. I managed to get a fair bit of translating done today, including finishing up the last of the "must do" stuff for this month. (I hope to still get a couple more things finished, but the major ones are done.)
3. The kitties were sooooo cute this morning. Chloe often likes to sit on the bathroom counter and watch "kitty TV" as we call it (aka looking out the window at birdies and such), but this morning they were both sitting there together. ♥