An old LiveJournal tradition, the first sentence of my first post of each month this calendar year. Nothing terribly interesting here, for better or worse:

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redbird: closeup of me drinking tea, in a friend's kitchen (Default)
( Jan. 1st, 2020 06:28 pm)
Looking back through this journal, the new foods for 2019 were two fruits: a persimmon and some camu-camu flavored soda. Both were pleasant, neither was astonishing or especially memorable (though I suspect the persimmon wasn't ripe).

Things I'm not counting as new food include kiwi berries (because that's a variety of the standard kiwi fruit of commerce) and the various baked goods and energy bar based on cricket flour, the latter because I had tried a teriyaki-flavored dried cricket many years ago, at a Corflu, thanks to [personal profile] jonsinger, who looked at the package, said "I've had these!" (because of course he had, it's Jon) and then passed them around the room.

As usual, this is new ingredients, rather than new recipes or new cultivars (or my lists would consistently be mostly kinds of apple).
redbird: closeup of me drinking tea, in a friend's kitchen (Default)
( Dec. 25th, 2018 10:34 pm)
Digging out an old meme, a quick review of 2018 in the form of the first sentence of my first* post for each month of the year:

I don't do New Year's Resolutions, but my basic plan for 2018 is to keep on keeping on, and my fervent hope is that this year will be better than last.
I am a bit stiff but don't think there's anything seriously wrong.
I mentioned to [personal profile] adrian_turtle that since the 2016 election I have emailed and/or called every elected official from alderman up to senators (repeatedly), including the county D.A. and state attorney general, except the mayor of Somerville, and that I felt like I ought to call or email him, out of some sense of completeness.
I decided I wanted one more PT session for the hip, partly so we could discuss what my long-term maintenance/homework is in terms of stretching and exercise at home.
I feel like I got a lot done today, some of it stuff I'd been putting off.
I have talked to the Senior Technical Editor at the client I mentioned a few days ago, then looked at the various documents she sent me, and emailed to say that I'm interested and this looks like work I can do.
I had a follow-up appointment with my nurse practitioner today, who as usual greeted me enthusiastically.
I got my hair cut today.
Nine Goblins is by Ursula Vernon, using the T. Kingfisher byline because it's not a children's book.
[personal profile] cattitude and I got back from Montreal a couple of hours ago; we were there for Scintillation, a small science fiction convention organized by Jo Walton.
Even if I don't do anything else political in the next few days, I have done quite a bit in the past week, and every bit counts.
Our electricity went out around 6:00 this evening, and was out for a bit over an hour.

*skipping past a quote of the day, and a few links to other people's posts.
A year-in-review post that doesn't require me to actually summarize or write anything substantial, via the first sentence I posted here each month:

Yesterday's discovery is that on a really clear day, I can see Mount Rainier from parts of Bellevue Downtown Park.

This was an "I don't have to want to exercise, I just have to do it" morning.

[personal profile] roadnotes came over this afternoon for tea and conversation; we ate some apple cakelings I'd made yesterday, and I made a second batch.

Well, I have seen the dentist and gotten my teeth cleaned.

So, for tonight's dinner I took out the leftover simmered lemony chicken from a couple of days ago, added a bit more cooked chicken (since I had one leftover baked chicken thigh), some tomato paste, quite a bit more ginger paste, and some more garam masala.

Inspired by [livejournal.com profile] padparadscha's post about seeing one, I have uploaded three more photos of the fire rainbow (aka circumhorizontal arc) that I saw out the bus window last Saturday afternoon.

[personal profile] pantryslut posted a Reading Wednesday, and reminded me that I haven't in a while, because I haven't been getting through a lot of books.

I visited [personal profile] roadnotes in the hospital yesterday, and again today.

Update: As of Friday morning, I'm getting email again, but isup.me still thinks panix.com is down.

[livejournal.com profile] julian_tiger is still at the vet's until at least tomorrow, getting IV fluids and such, but they are encouraging us to visit, have him sit on our laps, and so on.

So I posted about the memorial to my own Facebook page (as long as I was there to post to Velma's wall), and got a few replies from people we'd know in high school, the first of which was "Velma Bowen?" and then, when I said "yes, that Velma," some kind, sympathetic notes.

Yesterday, I was thinking I wanted to see people, so I put the location of this month's Vanguard into my calendar.
As usual, I spent New Year's with [livejournal.com profile] papersky, [livejournal.com profile] rysmiel, and [livejournal.com profile] zorinth, in Montreal. Please take it as a given, if I have not given full details of a situation, a person's identity, or whatever else I happen to be writing about, that I have my reasons for not doing so. [livejournal.com profile] cattitude has a new job. There was an egret fishing in the inlet this morning. I just, as my GP advised, called the mammogram place to ask if they could see me earlier. I feel like a robot zombie--I'm trying to collect used electronic brains. First I filled out a form, which included a lot of questions about things like levels of pain and what I can and can't do with the shoulder, including a couple to which the real answer was "I don't know, I'm not stupid enough to have tried it/that's not how I'd lift a gallon of milk," but seemed basically sensible and relevant. The physical therapist--Larry again--is pleased with how I'm doing. From me, or certainly from anyone in or of New Orleans, that would be a reasonable and even calm statement. This was going to be a rest day anyhow--I didn't really get one last weekend, and won't next, in both cases because of travel. Send lawyers, guns and money: Dad, get me out of this. Not so bad.

*The twist is that they aren't all the first post of the month; nor are they selected randomly. An imaginary prize will be offered to the first person compulsive enough to identify the selection criterion.
As usual, I spent New Year's with [livejournal.com profile] papersky, [livejournal.com profile] rysmiel, and [livejournal.com profile] zorinth, in Montreal. Please take it as a given, if I have not given full details of a situation, a person's identity, or whatever else I happen to be writing about, that I have my reasons for not doing so. [livejournal.com profile] cattitude has a new job. There was an egret fishing in the inlet this morning. I just, as my GP advised, called the mammogram place to ask if they could see me earlier. I feel like a robot zombie--I'm trying to collect used electronic brains. First I filled out a form, which included a lot of questions about things like levels of pain and what I can and can't do with the shoulder, including a couple to which the real answer was "I don't know, I'm not stupid enough to have tried it/that's not how I'd lift a gallon of milk," but seemed basically sensible and relevant. The physical therapist--Larry again--is pleased with how I'm doing. From me, or certainly from anyone in or of New Orleans, that would be a reasonable and even calm statement. This was going to be a rest day anyhow--I didn't really get one last weekend, and won't next, in both cases because of travel. Send lawyers, guns and money: Dad, get me out of this. Not so bad.

*The twist is that they aren't all the first post of the month; nor are they selected randomly. An imaginary prize will be offered to the first person compulsive enough to identify the selection criterion.
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