Rosemary's Baby

I really wish the changes in my apartment would just be over and done with at this point. I am moving along down the Naugahyde path for my couch slipcovers and kitchen chair pads. I think this was the best choice for the couch since it spares me throwing it out and lets me update it. But I am still existing with a couch I can't really sit on (it's foam with a sheet over it). The cool part is the seamstress has stopped by a DWR to look at Knoll seat pads to make sure she's doing good knock-offs and seems pretty ramped on the idea of doing it well. I think the price of doing it this way, and keeping the bulk of material objects in my possession, is going to be just about as much as a new (vintage Naug) couch would have been -- and I get the Knoll/Bertoia seat pads thrown in to boot!

After the couch is solved, I'll just need to get the front/living room repainted. It's been this bright bright Moroccan blue forever (probably 5-7 years?) and I just can't deal with it anymore. I'd like to go a grayish green, something a little more muted and not, oh, retina-scarring?


In other stuff news, I have figured out some stuff to get rid of, which I listed here, if you want any of them!

And then new stuff I bought, at H&M of all places. Thankfully most of the store made me want to hurl.

Today I really wanted a sandwich for lunch. I really wanted a baked miso-marinated tofu sandwich but I didn't make the baked tofu so instead I got pb and apple butter, which was also good.  Also, I've just realized my food co-op has Nairn's oat biscuits, which I like.  However, they've finally answered my product request in the binder and said I will never have my Ricemilk Choco Bars back because it's a distributor issue.  Our distributor doesn't carry them anymore although the co-op person responsible for ordering them said they also thought they were, "excellent".  Excellent.  Farewell, Terra Nostra Ricemilk Choco, especially with almonds.  *le petit sigh *

I think if I could wear 1 outfit every day, this would be it:



In other news, this is what my lunch looked like today:

That is a marshmallow with chocolate coating being held by a tween clown!


KINDER HAPPY HIPPO

That is a delicious wafer covered in chocolate and other-who-cares-paste encased in candy hippo.  CANDY HIPPO.  You can see it being methodically eaten here.  It is truly fascinating.

I have been trying to catalog what stuff I get to bring in my apartment and what leaves my apt because it's unwanted in this blog.  It's hard to remember to do so because - man, we get stuff all the time, don't we?  Along with that, I've been trying to put clothing items that were not in rotation back in rotation or show them the door. 

I've also been trying not to let my groceries go bad before I can do something with them.  This week I lost some celery, a cucumber and a banana.  That's not too bad.  At least it'll go to compost.  I made roast broccoli and was able to do a miso-marinade baked tofu with the tofu about to turn.  I don't know why I have shied about from marinading stuff before as it's so easy!  (My guess is it took foresight.)  But I have a big jar of miso in my fridge so I think this should become a regular dish.  (Cheap n' easy!)  I included it as part of my lunch today, which is pretty piecemeal:


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But it's delicious.  <3 Miso <3

I have been totally down on certain people lately but I do realize (rilly and truly) that it has everything to do with me. 

I wish it was a voluntary effort to dislike people and spew venom about them but it's a knee-jerk reaction that occurs without needing to employ thought.  And yet, afterward I am spent and riddled with doubts and more anger and embarrassment.  I would like this to change, please.  We all know I'm not a pollyanna but for my own selfish sake, Frith, let me like people who are really not doing anything wrong even though I think they are just by living.  Let me have more important things to worry about than my imagined things-they-have-the-time-to-do-but-I-can't.  Peace out, Frith.  Peace.  Out.  

I have a lot of work to do today.  P.U.  Smell ya later.

On my walk from Herald Square (hell) westward I ran into 2 of my morning phenomenon:

1.  Half-block long sample sale line.  Annoying in that it blocks off half the sidewalk and you don't see it's there until you're right up on top of the herd.  Satisfying in that you're not them and never shall you wait for Tory Burch seasonal leftovers with bated breath.  I have yet to capitalize on the fact that the sample sales are in a .5-10 block radius of my office.  The only interesting one I saw advertised was the Delforte organic denim and I foolishly let that one pass me by.

2.  The "Learn English" school smokers.  They break as I come to work (tardy) nearly every day.  At first I thought a satellite FIT class was in the area, as most were well-turned or at least only well-shod.  It took me a little while to realize they were all coming from the sparsely-signed "Learn English" modern-facade school.  Almost everyone is thin, 20 and smokes.  Pros:  people-watching, especially for clothes.  Con:  stenchy smokers wafting their sticky smoke-smell towards the rest of us.

This weekend was good, and I have a lot to update on my input/output of material items blog, ferr shurr.  I have been keeping a "to-buy" list in my Blackberry notes for the items I would like for my apartment so I have been following that pretty closely when I see a stoop sale or venture towards a flea or a 'tacular.  This is so I can keep focus when I am tempted by kitchshy donkey planters, baby lamp ceramic lamps and Flintstones '70s playsets.  I went to the Caroll Gardens flea market with vintage chairs in mind.  

A molded plastic side chair was #1 on my list of apt-items and I noticed there would be 2 vintage vendors at the flea.

So -this item was knocked down $125 from the price on the blog and I liked that it wasn't the same Eames that everyone and their brother has.  (Which I also like but I felt like such a biter.)  I wasn't looking for a rocker but I do like them and the cats will just need to learn where and where not to put their tails. 

I am so excited about this chair.  I seriously love it. However, I cannot get another piece of iconic furniture now as I have black Bertoia side chairs and an Eames rocker.  If I have one more ubiquitous-design chair in my apartment, it's going to be an Apartment Therapy nightmare.  (The Bertoias came at such a reasonable price and I paid very little for their repair thanks to a local contractor shop that they were basically a steal and came in at under $100/chair.)

I also got 2 bait cages/hermit crab cages to repurpose as plant protectors (my omnivorous cats!):



I was pretty excited about those - $4 total for both the ones I found (1 large black-rimmed at the flea and one small white/blue one at a stoop sale).  The only drawback was the conversation I had to have about it with random fishing-dudes who heard a siren-call, thinking they had spotted the elusive loves-to-fish ladygal.  I ended a conversation with, "I understand that's what it was made for but I will be using this for peace because I don't like to kill things.  PLANTS WILL BE IN HERE."  With emphatic gestures and final line. 

Then I got this exact manual hand mixer for $12.  I'd just read a few recipes (in my god-forbid-I-throw-away-magazines-without-pulling-out-every-recipe flurry) that called for a mixer and I don't have one and I don't want a honking mixer appliance, either.  I don't currently cook that well or that often and that's just misleading.  So!  When I saw this mixer I though lo!  I shall be eco-conscious, experimental, space-saving and it's cute to look at.  No Kitchen Aid on my counter, promising things I cannot deliver.  And I didn't even remember such a thing existed.  After I got it home and was basking in my self-congratulatory glory about how unconventional and resourceful I was, I seemed to recall that my immersion blender had a mixer attachment, at which I scoffed "Like I'll ever use that!" upon discovering it in the box.  I haven't gotten the nerve to validate that memory quite yet.

I also scored, for free, two little unfinished wood slatted plant stands.  (They fold up, too!  How urban!)  So those are going in my hallway to prop up the Oneida-scarred prayer plant that's living out its days in exile.  Oh, and also, for free, I got a new cute-patterned oven mitt from a stoop sale free box. 

Then, essentially for free (as I had $130 credit at Beacon's Closet), I got 3 shirt or shirt-type pieces at BC.  One of which I'm wearing today. 

That was my Saturday.  A lot of carrying things.  And bagels with Earth Balance and a Naidre's West Coast sandwich and lemonade.  My Sunday was composting and girlie day at the boat house/park and co-op shopping, pb cookies and lemonade from 2nd Helpings (S really sparked that lemonade fire in me) and tea at Red Horse.  My nights were falling asleep on the boyfriend, who is going away for 2 weeks and I don't know how I'll possibly manage, ever.  Who will I fall asleep on?  Booo. 


I found this when looking for hermit crab cage pictures! 
IT'S A HERMIT CRAB IN A GLASS SHELL.  COOLEST PICTURE EVER.

Ahhhh Friday.  I feel like this has been the week from hell, even though it wasn't really that bad.

This was my lunch for today:
...which isn't all that detailed but it beat...

...half a baguette, a container of avocado and Dr Cow nut cheese.


Well, maybe they were equally as good.  I do love bread, avocado and Dr Cow.

Last night, after reading a magazine article about how to accomplish your goals step by step (one of my corny pleasures is a subscription to Martha's Body + Soul magazine** since that only makes me want to buy vegetables and do yoga instead of purchase 100 studded clutches and lucite 6" heels) and I wrote out all my goals and not one of them (except to clip my cats' claws and brush them more often) was animal-related.  I was so proud of myself!  However, there were, of course 50 of them and I have 0 time as it is.  

If I had to pick a Top 5, they would be:

1. learn Spanish
2. get better at family
3. buy a clue when it comes to geography (I am convinced I'm xenophobic)
4. become a Master Composter
5. invite people over for dinner/tea more often
6. (I lied!) maximize NYC and NY-area sites and events

There were about 50 more that involved mediation, yoga, cardio, legally shutting down my old nfp, learning how to cook better, etc.  The article essentially used the Kellogg Logic Model but clearly did not think about people having more than 1 goal so if I worked that way I'd have to incorporate literally hours of goal-oriented-activities DAILY which would likely please me to no neurotic end if I actually had the time. I am going to start hosting bi-lingual dinner/teas where we talk about geography just to knock off a few of those at once. 


** I will hand it to ol' B+S as they did have an entire section on "CSA recipes" -- what to do with those "weird" veggies you get at the farmer's market or CSA.  I thought that was pretty clever of them and I would like an encore. 

I am in love with the prints, collars and bikinis here.  djf;ajdf

Sartoria Vico

( Cut everything wtf jpgs? )

 

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I am more in love with them when I don't look at the pricing, much the same as anything designed well.

Today I had to buy my own coffee, which was bittersweet.  All this week I have been french-pressing it and bringing my lunch.  Today I had to buy it (and my lunch) but it was delicious and it was also nice to see everyone.  I got to confirm with B that the new local restaurant he's opening will indeed have some vegan options.  I am excited for this place because it's 2 blocks from my apt and will have a lot of local produce.  Now that I've sworn off the TaqDF, this is a welcome addition.  Anyway, I don't know if it's because I suck at coffee-making or that the PSFC just doesn't sell coffee that tastes as good as the Intelligensia that my local coffee shop carries.  

I am wondering if I should also have a Brooklyn Public Library card in addition to my NYPL card.  You can use BPL cards at the NYPL with additional ID.  But I don't know if that works in reverse and I usually get my books in Manhattan post-work anyway.

For the nth time I have requested Rats: Obvs on Hist & Habits of City's Most Unwanted Inhabitants (Robert Sullivan) from the library. 

Also requested:

The Chosen (Posner) - recommended by my friend A
Leaving a Doll's House (Bloom) - only because I saw her in Brideshead Revisited
Road Ecology:  Science and Solutions - it's about roads/transport and ecology

Right now I'm reading a book my mother handed off to me, When You Are Engulfed in Flames (D.Sedaris).  Usually I cannot stand Sedaris.  There is something over-reaching about some of it and then the other parts are too abstract.  Maybe I cannot stand him because I would really like 25% of his writing and then it would just dissolve into a puddle of abstractions instead of going the way I thought it'd go.  So far it's been more enjoyable than his other books I've taken a crack at reading.

Also today - I wrote on my face by accident.

How has the world not imploded with cuteness yet?  BEBICHHICHI!

I don't know why I am always oblivious to any holiday pertaining to anything remotely patriotic but Memorial, Presidents, Veterans and all o' those Days elude me annually. (I can successfully recall and accommodate 4th of July in my life).

This weekend has been pretty decent as weekends go, although the longer I am coupled, the less I seem to make my own plans. Perhaps that's normal and maybe only more obvious to me since I often didn't make the time to make social plans before and now that I am I seem shocked they're not entirely with my friends. Interestingly enough, most of my close friends started or solidified relationships around the time of my said-coupling so I have also sensed a leaning towards a reduction in single-people-plans. It's a little bit of a bummer.

Thursday and Friday night I slept at the dude's apartment, this much I recall. Saturday morning I had brunch at my apt with A. We tried out the Dr. Cow cheese that the PSFC has started carrying (and even so it's prohibitively expensive but good). I know what you're thinking - cows aren't doctors. And also it's made out of nuts? (Yes.) There has to be a way to make that stupid cheese, damn it. It's just nuts!  Then I ran into a bunch of people walking around Saturday, which is always nice and makes me feel like I totally live in a town vs a borough or city. 

Saturday eve the dude's friend who lives nearby had a surprise party inflicted on him so we did that and I ate most of their pb pretzels.  Do you like how I mainly remember food items? 

My mother arrived on Sunday and we walked around a bit (long enough in the 6/15 Garden to spot snails on the bushes?) starting at noonish for a 7pm mani/pedi finale at the pink shop (I will not say it's horrible aliterative name).  When she left, we tried to find a place to eat later on but everyone closed early so we ended up with kind of gross veggie burgers (avocado, ketchup, vegenaise and Annie's Woodstock salad dressing).

Today I hung out at the kid park with L, K and Baby M after getting coffee (and running into someone there) and then got ices (and ran into someone on the way there).  Root beer ice.  Then I also got a broom, baguette and packing tape so I can finally send out packages.  I spent the rest of my day going through old magazines because god forbid I throw out a Real Simple without taking out any vegan-friendly marinade recipe (like I marinade?  ever?) or any "quick" meal that is vegan-friendly.  Or anything I might think I might read again, ever.  I did manage to get through about a dozen magazines though so not only is that progress towards a delightfully austere lifestyle but hopefully I'll become more discerning about what pages I tear out to reference in the future.

After I thought I was quite over shopping, I ended up buying 2 pair of sandals online.  Honestly, I'm short and gladiator sandals with a lot of horizontal lines don't do me any favors so I have some type of "legitimate" "need" for sandals that work better with my brief stature!  I probably didn't need 2 but I thought it'd be a good investment to have 3 pairs of sandals in rotation or else I favor flip flops for the duration of summer.  What I didn't anticiapte was buying a shirt and jacket from a vendor at the flea market. The jacket needs to be altered but I spent $15 total.  Probably $22 total if you count alterations.

I have been doing a crap job watching my Netflix lately.  It has taken me about 2 months to watch:
The Devil and Daniel Johnston
La Vie en Rose
The Real Dirt on Famer John
The Kid Stays in the Picture
51 Birch
Crazy Love
Notes on a Scandal (which I own but never watched)

The Real Dirt on Farmer John was something I'd heard good things about from a number of people.  I was a little if-y on the "camp" part and rightly so but the rest of it was good.  It is an interesting trajectory for a family farm through the years - and a positive one at the end.  So it's hopeful. 

51 Birch was not what I thought it'd be.  Initially it sounds like a personal documentary witch hunt for an adulterous father but it ends up being something different and more weighted.  Out of everything I watched on that list, I found myself most emotionally invested in this movie. 

Crazy Love - I had seen parts of this before.  I'll cut it because it's a shocking relationship that is part of the documentary's timeline... ( [Crazy Love documentary spoilers] )




 

I had a vet housecall yesterday as 1 of my cats goes into shock when he leaves the house (Orko) and the vet told me not to bring him in anymore and O'Tim is borderline feral (i.e. I can pet him but he regresses to feral if anyone has to handle him and tries to bodyslam the windows to get out of the apt - this is the cat who was dumped on me as "friendly" while he was feral and sick with giarrdia).  As you might imagine, vetting at my place is super fun.  The vet and techs were at least relieved when they found out it was me and said they knew I'd be on the ball as far as using an isolation room and cat-scruffing/wrangling.  My scruffing is getting better but I am still not great at it and I got a nice claw puncture to my left pointer finger.  It was an EVENT.  And now thankfully over.  Of course, pretty much everyone needs dentals and the vet just surveyed my poor behaviorally-challenged cats and was like, "Well, they should eventually get dentals."  

Even these little lovebirds turned into total jerks!


I started tracking clothing and household consumption again in a separate blog (now that I've mostly cleaned OUT the apartment, I am trying to be very conscious about what I bring IN).  The last time I did this regarding clothing the focus was on what I was buying new vs used and how much I actually wore of both -- but I realized that I wore shapes that were maybe not the best for my body shape and also that I wore a black shirt with every skirt I owned.  In a way that also helped inform what I'd buy in the future since I was no longer picking out things that wouldn't be the right fight due to style/shape (although worksmanship sometimes still makes me get rid of things if they don't fit well or they fall apart).  This time I've realized that I wear almost black and gray exclusively.  I wonder if it's just because I'm low on the clean laundry front or that's really the bulk of what I own?  I do like teal and navy and magenta and green.  I swear.  Also, should I be creeped out that some anonymous flickr account is complimenting my feet in blurry and far-away photos?  God bless the innernettes!

"If you want my body, and you think I'm sexy, come on sugar..." ...oh wait, you did.


Yesterday my exgf's students had an art show at a studio and it was pretty impressive!  They had it divided by project -- all the pinata/papier mache were hung from the ceiling, all the "perspective" pieces in one spot (1/8th of the page was a square from a magazine and they had to fill in the rest of the page extrapolating from that square), self-portraits, western expansion/slavery quilt squares, photography.  It was so cool to see all this stuff these teenagers did while they were in the room horsing around and then fighting over candy from the broken pinatas.  The pinatas were pretty cool - I think they, the self-portraits and the perspective drawings were my favorites.  (Including a safari drawing where every animal a penis.)

Before that we went to Bklyn Bridge Park, which I had not ever been to before because I lead a sheltered life and there are no feral cats there.  (Every time I go to DUMBO I am still shocked it's not what it was in the '90s when DUMBA was so queercore popular and barely anyone hung out 2 blocks down near the water because it was still pretty bad news).  Anyway, I was startled at the number of folks not only taking pictures but the 2 separate couples who hired photographers to take their engagement pictures there.  It was just strange sitting there trying to hang out when 2' away, people are crossing their fingers their engagement shots will make it into the Times.

Well, you'll all be happy to know I'm officially a lady today so I can stop plotting the violent demise of anyone using the same sidewalk as me.

Also, I assume you'll be happy to know that I left a ceramic horse I wanted to remove from my household in front of the Toy Garden's house as an offering:



That was yesterday morning.  This morning he appeared at the back left ledge, making his way into the (silently) boisterous troupe.  (This is an old picture.)  Go horsey!  I will take a picture of it some other day.

Also, this is my new insulated lunch bag.  I have been eying Benny (the bengal) and the rabbit and dog, etc. for a year now.  Brooklyn Kitchen had them on sale over the winter.  But then they popped up at the food co-op for $7 and now I have a Benny.  It's good for when I have a bento + snack containers or a sandwich + snack containers/fruit.  So far he's gotten some nice compliments.  

I started a different blog, because I missed my old blog about clothes.  The focus is consumption overall, but partly clothes too.

My huge work project is finally done.  I am so thankful.  We have to survey people for everyone's real feelings but so far I think it went well.  This time I succeeded in not getting sick, which is great.  Being sick in Urbana, IL last time totally blew.

I forgot to ask friends to come with me to the boyfriend's bands' show thing and now I am going to have to go alone as far as I know.  I haven't even listened to the bands yet so it will be a surprise.  It's likely everyone I know is going to rollerderby tonight and I will be on the LES with no one to talk to and with a bf who has to do band-person junk all night.  If fate really wants to try to mess with my night, his old major ex who is still sort of strange around me will show up and it will be totally awkward and ruling. 

I wish I had time for a nap but I don't.  I think I have to leave in an hour.  I am kind of tired of talking to people after this week (the work thing, a thing on Thurs, etc.) so maybe I will plan a night of silent voyeurism.

Oh the good news is that the tailor who needed his cat fixed was totally on the ball and had him in a carrier and ready to go on the clinic day and everything went well.  Little Pepe is fixed now.  Hooray!

I hate that black cats are often so hard to get good pictures of. It leaves me lacking in the photodocumentation of my cats' lives as they get older.

I did catch Orko and Ollie having a moment, though. They so love each other.

No more iced coffees at 8pm.

I have been trying to sleep but Blackberrying emails to my work inbox: "Add to list...", "Revised idea...", etc.

It is part the coffee and part adrenalin due to one huge project and 5 other deadlines (landing on tomorrow) resulting in a nonexistant off switch.

I think the community outreach event went over well thus far.  We'll see how the follow up goes!  It was a good group of about 25 people so thankfully I brought enough handouts for all.  One of the feeders was there - and was like "Hey, I feed the cats!" and that was ruling and made things a little easier since I stressed that the solution starts with the feeders.  Anyway, they thanked me and said they didn't know that all of these feral cat/cat adoption resources were available to them.  (I did warn them about most adoption agencies not having any room usually, and especially during kitten season.  Managed expectations!)

I am a little tired from working late but I'm trying to have a mind-like-water approach (appropriate responses for the severity of a situation and letting them fade away as well, no stress build up).  I am also finally at a place where I don't get too nervous about speaking to groups any longer (depending on the audience and topic) so tonight was more fun than stressful for me as I have my standard set of information handouts and can just wing it.  I am trying to keep my outlook in that zone!

I have a bajillion projects on my "hot list" for tomorrow morning and needed to send out a list of tasks from the meeting that we had today.  And and and.  Everything is exciting though and I love my team and my job and I am glad I get paid to do the stuff I do!  I am extremely extremely grateful for this and all of the opportunities I have to do work on behalf of feral cats even though that was not in my job description when I was hired!  They've been very flexible in incorporating my expertise and that is pretty awesome to not make me do it after-hours.  They have not objected to me making myself the point-person to catalog all of our agency's involvement with feral cats to assess our experience, expertise, strengths and opportunities in that area of animal welfare (cheeky move, I know - I saw an opportunity and I took it!).  And I also like that my job is not only ferals because I get to learn a lot about sheltering and other issues tangentially and get to do the stuff I do well - organizing/communication/planning.

I almost forgot it was Mother's Day (and my mother's gd birthday is right near there!) - and I would have if someone didn't make a FB post about MOTHER'S DAY!  Thus far my mother has mentioned relaxing someplace where there is sand and water.  I am assuming this is not an estuary she's talking about but yet a beach-proper.  I texted back for clarification.  (Worst daughter:  I texted her to see what she wanted to do!)

Wow, how is it raining again?  I keep thinking about this guy who got lost in the Amazon and got damp-boot-foot-rot although I'm pretty sure that's not a danger here.  I am considering an inflatible boat and swimmies for the cats at this point, though.

I am still at work and I came in for a 10:30 meeting today.  Then I had another few meetings and some other things and now I am still working still working still working at 9.  Thankfully our all-dept meeting is next week and while I will have an absolutely horrid week, it will all be over after that.

Unfortunately I am presenting how and why TNR works to a block association tomorrow night.  Maybe not the best time for me workload-wise but if I remember correctly, last month when they asked me it was right in the middle of a TNR project and Spay Day.  I am sure it will be fine but I always have fears of tomato-throwing and people telling me they poison the cats or trap them and dump them in Red Hook and it will be a nightmare.  But so far that hasn't happened with any of the community outreach talks I've done. 

I have actually switched my Food Co-Op shift to a weeknight because I am really sick of having to go in on a weekend.  Goodbye Saturday A week!  Half my weekends have animal welfare projects cutting into them...I just couldn't let more of my weekend be eclipsed by a co-op shift.  I spent my last Saturday shift answering a billion phone calls about the Brooklyn Food Conference as it was going on.  People were still calling.  I didn't go.  I was sick of hearing about it and I didn't feel like dealing with crowds.  Instead I ate brunch at Snice and went shopping with the boy for house decor for my apt and had coffee with my friend, L, who I haven't seen in ages.  And then passed out early to go to Le Jersey.

My friend lives in these condos that were converted carpet mills.  He lives next to a gd waterfall with ducks and they have a pool and gym and everything.  I know I have mentioned this before, earlier, and decided I do not want to live anywhere but Bklyn now anyway.

Okay, so, I have a 10-12 meeting with other agencies tomorrow morning and then a project planning meeting for a TNR event with my agency and then the team I supervise has their weekly review mtg.  And then I leave for the outreach.  And then and then and then.  (I still like my job just fine.)


ALSO REMINDER FOR ME:  Go to the tailor's that needs the cat fixed (the ones that called you and left a vm because K gave them your number) and talk to them about the SNC on rescue days.  Get dates from JL and bring him in the morning at 8:30 and they can pick him up at discharge.  Talk to him Thursday morning! !!! !!!

Man, I've never heard so many coworkers swear in one day. Tomorrow we have a strategic planning team meeting (no strategic planning happens but the meeting is an overview of what all the departments/different programs are doing). I made a lunch for tomorrow anyway, thinking (at worst) I can eat it for dinner because I will likely be there late anyway. (Today I stayed late and ate popcorn for dinner.)

So this was my lunch from today, Monday. I am pretty sure I'm going to eat exclusively from an assembly-line menu from not on. Fine, I will likely be forced to cook with CSA stuff but still. Not if I can help it!

Uhhh. Things are really busy and messy and I am behind and how much time I should spend on friends and work and relationships and additional animal-related things that are almost work but not work (but that I need to do or the animals won't get fixed, etc.) eludes me. But I think that's what happens. I don't know one person who does everything, especially in animal welfare. As my coworker says, "We're the only industry trying to put itself out of business and that has no hope of that ever happening in our own lifetimes."

Alrighty. I have to get to this meeting on time tomorrow morning. With coffee and some semblance of breakfast.

Oh, hey, do you guys know what calligrams are?
Now you do.

Why do I only update from the bus?

This morning I went to Jersey to have brunch with my pal and see my grandparents (and mother and mother's beau).

I got to see my friend's condo
-tall ceilings
-giant windows facing lush trees
-backyard is a greenway along a waterfall
-mallards in the water
-pool and gym
-converted carpet factory condos

I am jealous but it is NJ and I do not want to live in NJ (he has an elderly mom he is caretaking so I can see why he is there!)

I am finally back in Bklyn on the way home from the food co-op.