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While I was at work today, Julian brought down--and ate--a large wasp, which ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cattitude identifies as a blue mud-dauber: apparently they don't sting very often, but when they do it can be quite painful, or so Cattitude's brother reported many years ago. (If I have the sequence right, Julian brought it down and had it helpless, Cattitude stomped it to make sure it was dead, and Julian ate it quickly thereafter.)
I went to the gym after work, despite some railroad delays getting me back to the city later than would have been ideal. I just did the minimal five-minute cardio warmup, Xpressline (with the cheerful trainer raising the weights on most of the machines again), and stretches. given the delay, I was very glad to have bought two home-made chocolate chip cookies from a bake sale at the railroad station. The commute is longer than it ought to be, but there are worse things than a station that offers library books in the morning (every Wednesday) and a bake sale in the evening (the first I've seen).
I saw three heads in the osprey nest this afternoon, which implies at least one chick.
We were completely out of sandwich makings last night, so I tried a Chinese buffet for lunch today. Not bad. I ate too much deep-fried food, but I also ate a variety of fruit; dried sauteed string beans; octopus; decent potstickers and acceptable soup; and thin rice noodles. Dessert options, in addition to fruit and soft ice cream, included pudding and jello, which I skipped, and a variety of pastries. I don't expect to become a regular there--if nothing else, I don't know how often they change the menu, and it could get old quickly--but I do expect to return. Not so much for the quantity--"all you can eat" is nice, but I can't eat a huge amount in half an hour, not happily, not if I've had breakfast--but for the variety, and the ability to have the soup at any random point in the meal, and to take a plate of fruit and follow it with cold shrimp and cocktail sauce. And the chance to drop not only scallions but red-rimmed pork into my egg drop soup (I'm fairly sure both were intended for the wonton soup, which looked to be an assemble-it-yourself affair).
cattitude identifies as a blue mud-dauber: apparently they don't sting very often, but when they do it can be quite painful, or so Cattitude's brother reported many years ago. (If I have the sequence right, Julian brought it down and had it helpless, Cattitude stomped it to make sure it was dead, and Julian ate it quickly thereafter.)I went to the gym after work, despite some railroad delays getting me back to the city later than would have been ideal. I just did the minimal five-minute cardio warmup, Xpressline (with the cheerful trainer raising the weights on most of the machines again), and stretches. given the delay, I was very glad to have bought two home-made chocolate chip cookies from a bake sale at the railroad station. The commute is longer than it ought to be, but there are worse things than a station that offers library books in the morning (every Wednesday) and a bake sale in the evening (the first I've seen).
I saw three heads in the osprey nest this afternoon, which implies at least one chick.
We were completely out of sandwich makings last night, so I tried a Chinese buffet for lunch today. Not bad. I ate too much deep-fried food, but I also ate a variety of fruit; dried sauteed string beans; octopus; decent potstickers and acceptable soup; and thin rice noodles. Dessert options, in addition to fruit and soft ice cream, included pudding and jello, which I skipped, and a variety of pastries. I don't expect to become a regular there--if nothing else, I don't know how often they change the menu, and it could get old quickly--but I do expect to return. Not so much for the quantity--"all you can eat" is nice, but I can't eat a huge amount in half an hour, not happily, not if I've had breakfast--but for the variety, and the ability to have the soup at any random point in the meal, and to take a plate of fruit and follow it with cold shrimp and cocktail sauce. And the chance to drop not only scallions but red-rimmed pork into my egg drop soup (I'm fairly sure both were intended for the wonton soup, which looked to be an assemble-it-yourself affair).