Snuff

The day ran long, with much to do. I could have left at 430, my room was done. But there was so much to be put away, then sterile processing needed hands, so I wrapped light handles and k-wires and jergen balls. Then I cleared up one room, and as I was really going to leave, the last room was nearly done, so I stayed (as most of us do) to clean up that one as well, until 6. There is nothing so lovely as finishing late and having everyone descend and have it all put away and wiped before one can come back from giving report in Recovery. I have to say this for the folks I work with, they do the job in front of them, and they work hard, and fast. No shirking, not most of them.

Home now, we had chip & egg, with salad. Sweet potato chips, broiled, but they are very tasty. S's chickens' eggs, so especially delicious. There really is a difference with better eggs, vegetarian, uncaged chickens. It seems like a luxury, but they are so much better than the poor battery chicken eggs. And compared to the price of steak or chicken, really not more, the better (more expensive) ones. Even D, who has never been a fan of eggs, likes these. So very fresh, and I know the chickens are well cared for, including what S calls "spa treatments." They get their feet washed, to prevent bacterial infections.

Have some Epic Scotch Ale, and it's lovely. D ordered Snuff, which came today. He must love me, he's giving it to me, to read first. I'm already chuckling, and having to read bits to him. Wilikins and Drumknot are providing humor in the first few pages.

I'll be reading tonight, and tomorrow. Busy. Backsoon.

Ale

Day off of a very slow, pathetically slow, week. D had to take a vacation day, this close to the end of the fiscal year. We got the car cleaned yesterday afternoon, including vacuuming out the detritus. Today, got to the park for a Good Walk (forgot the camera), recycled some glass, lunched lightly, and stopped for Epic beer. Imperial Stout is fabulous. In reserve, a Smokey Porter, which is amazing.

D asked a very smart question, for a non-drinker especially, about the difference between beer and ale. I could not answer. So I looked it up on wiki when I got home. Unsurprisingly, the entry is extensive. It's not simple. I wish he'd asked at the brewery, I'm sure the guy there would have given a good answer. Brewer guy commended my choice of beers, neither of us understands why some people only like lite beers, where we both love stouts and porters. We both loved his enthusiasm. I did get to take some credit for turning on a lot of the drinkers at work to their (now one year old) brewery.

Much low back (euphemistic for butt) pain, beer is pleasant anesthetic. Going for massage on Saturday, taking nsaids, stim and D will put his elbow into the soreness.

Life, whatcha gonna do?