Thursday, May 27, 2010

Violet

Thursday, May 27, 2010
Full Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Stormy and warm

Happy Birthday, Michelle!

My Preakness wrap-up, “Preakness Prana” is up on Femme Fan — if you still remember the race, here are the day’s highlights.

Got the grocery shopping done, dealt with the landlords (for the moment), heard back from the vet who was impressed that i know something about aromatherapy. Um, yeah, I’m not certified yet, but I’ve been working with herbs and oils for years, so why not put the knowledge into use, right?

Repotted most of the 22 houseplants yesterday. Those that didn’t need repotting at least got some fresh soil and tending. Planted some morning glories. They usually do pretty well here, even though I only have northern exposure. It’s been really hard to find seed packets this season. I haven’t ordered any, I figured I could pick them up at garden centers or whatever, but the displays just didn’t go up this year. Frustrating.

Didn’t commit too many words to paper yesterday, but did a lot of percolating. It was hot, and I wanted to keep myself, the cats, and the computer quiet. Actually, because there was low humidity during the day, it wasn’t bad. In the evening, the temperature went down and the humidity went up, so it was actually worse. Today, we’re supposed to have bad storms, so I’ll run my errands in the morning and then hunker down and work on the material for Confidential Job #1.

I was invited to an art opening at a local gallery. I’d like to go, but it’s on Belmont Day, so that’s out of the question.

Tried a new kind of ravioli last night. The filling was good (rosemary, ricotta, parmesan, and garlic), but I didn’t like the texture of the dough. When I have a big kitchen, I’m getting a pasta machine and experimenting with some recipes for fresh pasta. I don’t have the counter space here — even if I used the kitchen table instead of the counter. Purchased pasta is too gluey, and the wonton wrappers aren’t quite right, either.

Elsa wanted to snuggle yesterday evening, curling up next to me while I read. She hasn’t done that in ages, so I hope that means she’s feeling better.

Violet started sleeping in the cat carrier, an object she’s always hated. Go figure.

Went to bed ridiculously early last nigiht, which was good, because the cats kept it interesting. Iris threw up at two. Elsa woke me at 4:30 — she can’t tell the difference between a running day and a non-running day. So I gave her the medicine and went back to sleep. She woke me again at 5:30, because she needed her nose wiped. I wiped it and told her to let me sleep until 6. At 6:15, she was insistent that it was time to get up NOW, and, besides, she needed her nose wiped. I think her nose is sore. I’m going to wash her face with a solution made with rosemary and sage for disinfectant purposes, and then simple soap and water, and then put some aloe on it. Poor little thing.

Errands, work on confidential Job #1, and on some proposal papers I have to get out next week for someone down in DC. Hoping all the percolation will wind up in figuring out what I actually want to put down on paper. There’s a job I’m really interested in writing for a group down in Austin, but I’m not sure it’s the kind of thing I can do long-distance. But I can at least ask, right? And I have another job proposal I have to finish putting together.

I think someone’s been trying to hack into my iTunes account. It’s a Mac, so they haven’t, but I still contacted iTunes security to get it sorted out.

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Devon