Offerings

Made it through yesterday, despite Dr. Crankypants. With the help of E the Great Scrub (no sarcasm, a lovely, bright, capable young man) who rolled with the changes. Picked up a case with Dr. Gentle German at his request because of a time gap, traded for a Dr. Jumpy case to another room, and all wound up finishing about the same time, but with good feelings and no sense of rush in our room.

Jaw aching, bad taste and raw spots in my mouth. At work, knowing I would have to remove the retainer and brush my teeth each time made it easy to resist the plethora of treats in the breakroom. (No challenge from the enormous chocolate cake, because I love chocolate, and there is a difference between love, and porn. That cake was pornographic, not lovable.)

Got home worn and edgy, D coughing and ill himself, we hunkered down together in front of twinkly lights. Crawled to bed already asleep. Heard D say something, could hear it clearly, but it made no sense, like he spoke in another language. I've told him not to speak Greek to me anymore, he's agreed. Intermittent sleep for both of us, but lasting. Moby insistent we get up at 0730, purring, walking on us, nosing our faces, repeatedly.

"I know you're awake. Get up."

Made hot wheat cereal as the sun turned the black to a textured grey. D cooked sausages later, when the timidly strengthening light padded in. Both feeing nourished, dare I say, cheered? Just a little, but it's enough.

Picking up food offerings from Red Iguana to take to D's folks tomorrow, Salsa Verde and an order of Con Queso, which I know makes no linguistic sense, but there you go. And have lunch there, since, well we're going to be there anyway, right? Pick up the adequate ginger ale (since Stewart's stopped making their wonderful stuff) for D's sore throat, and some grass for Moby. Nothing frantic, just odds and ends. Turkey roll defrosting for us to cook tomorrow evening.

Down to one hand, as cat has me on tum scritching duty. Be of good cheer, it helps.



Check out this 1925 Christmas Party photo over at Shorpy, it's a humdinger.