Scheherazade in Blue Jeans

Medical
The usual.

Dreams
One of the side effects of the Toprol is "unusual dreams". Well, all dreams are unusual, aren't they? But the coolness of Toprol is that now I remember my dreams. I haven't remembered my dreams in ages. Just my nightmares. So. ( Collapse )

You know what I mean by Nonspecific Dream Friend, yes?

Parents
Yesterday's method of testing my patience:

1. They argue with me about something.
2. I acquiesce to shut them up.
3. An hour later, when we're about to do what they wanted, they ask why we're not doing what *I* wanted, presenting it as their idea.

Which is one of those twisty things, because I eventually get what I want, but in a way that gives me massive agita.

Tomorrow
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I don't have to see them til 3 today. Just must repeat that to myself.

From caulay:

Mix cocoa powder and sugar 50/50 and add enough water to make a syrupy substance. Beat with fork until lumps vanish.

Meanwhile, in a pan, bring to a simmer a mixture of half water and half milk that also contains crushed coffee beans, vanilla, red pepper, black pepper, cloves, cinnamon, and vanilla.

When hot, add A to B. Strain, and drink.

Orange peel, cinnamon sticks, whipped cream, and brandy or whiskey optional. Moaning encouraged.

Careful, it's hot.

So last night, after dinner, we went Thanksgiving-dinner grocery shopping. Bought lots of stuff. Well, you saw the menu.

When we got home, Mom opened the fridge door and started tsking. "Where are you going to put all this?" We engaged in serious Fridge Tetris to squeeze in the carrots, the asparagus. And she said, "How on earth are you going to fit the turkey in here?"

And I'm thinking about that this morning.

And... that is one of the things I'm thankful for.

Years ago, in Vegas, I dumpster-dived at Pizza Hut for food. I ate ketchup sandwiches, dude.

But I walked away and I built a life, and now my fridge is so packed with food that it's hard to find room for the bag of carrots.

There are so many people who do not have enough food.

I am thankful that my refrigerator is full.

..that's all for now.

Hi. I am Jilly Coppercorn, and Adam is Geordie (or Christy), and this is what we want for Chanukah. Because the real release? Not until May.

An Ohio woman has been sentenced to spend a night in the woods without water, food or light, as punishment for abandoning 33 kittens.

Painesville Municipal Court Judge Michael A. Cicconetti handed down the sentence today to animal rescuer Michelle M. Murray, 25. On Sept. 19, park rangers found the kittens abandoned in two parks in Mentor, Ohio.

When authorities traced the animal abandonment to Murray, they said, she told them that she left the kittens because she was moving and having personal problems.

Murray pleaded guilty to abandoning domestic animals, a second-degree misdemeanor. She could have faced 90 days in jail and a $750 fine, but Judge Cicconetti decided to impose a more unusual sentence.

This isn't Cicconeti's first unusual sentence.

He has ordered a man who hollered "pigs" to police officers to stand on a street corner next to a pig. He also made a man charged with playing his car stereo too loudly sit in the woods in order to appreciate silence.

Cicconeti also punished a group of high school students who vandalized school buses by making them throw a picnic for a group of grade-school students whose outing was canceled because of the stunt.

Seriously. Best judge evar.