vital functions
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kaberettReading. I am finding the current chapter of The Audacity of Hope a real slog, partly because it's assuming familiarity with US-specific political terminology that goes over my head and partly because I'm feeling pretty impatient with "well, welfare and social security are broadly good things but nOT IN EXCESS" so I'm only managing a paragraph or so at a time. (I can absolutely see why that sort of thing's an expedient thing to say in the context of (the purpose of) this book regardless of Obama's actual views on the matter, but I'm still finding it deeply frustrating to read in my current context.) I've just renewed it from the library again and intend to keep grimly plodding through & hope my engagement picks up again, but I'm also looking longingly at Shaun Tan's Tales from the Inner City (acquired back in December), and feeling a bit of a tug towards a comfort reread of some Toby Daye. (Maybe also I will get my act together to try The Vela, given that I'm Definitely A Fan of several of the authors involved.)
TV. Leverage Leverage Leverage. Aaaaaaaalmost to the end of this season, at which point we will switch back over to Orphan Black for a season.
Music. A concert! EChO's spring offering, as an audient rather than a player, as mentioned yesterday. Our Patron's latest, Mozart's second horn concerto, Beethoven pastoral.
Living space. Garage storage has arrived! Which was very helpful, because the bubble wrap et cet it was delivered in proved extremely useful for Transporting Greenhouse Bits. We haven't yet started filling it up but we are making progress on sorting the next box of charity shop stuff. Finalising bookcases is currently blocked on sorting out (i) where the new Internet comes into the house (which means I need to speak to a neighbour), and (ii) some bonus shelves for something that looks for all the world like an IKEA Billy bookcase but is 24cm deep and 68cm wide instead of... anything even remotely standard for the Billy system.
Growth. SO MUCH HATCHING (peep peep peep peep). Both kinds of pea (in an egg box in the bathroom) are determinedly Wearing Hats; several of the chillis are now coming up with visible leaves and all, and stems that are starting to be purple; comfrey continues enthusiastic in spite of today's actual literal snow; Passiflora edulis is not doing anything detectable, but then I wouldn't expect it to be. Infrastructurally, I've acquired scaffold boards and The Greenhouse (including water butt, gutter connection kit, and some staging). The compost bin is slowly heating up again (and I've got some more food for it to eat tomorrow); I've ordered some legs to arrive later this week, and at some point will get A to drive me over to B&Q to buy some concrete to anchor the legs with. (And dither over paving slabs. And whether to use cheap flower pots or cheap pipe to contain the concrete. And and and...) But: Adam's away next weekend, which means I can just spend the entire thing rolling around in the mud, which in turn means that hopefully I'll at least take steps toward getting it up then or thenabouts.
Cooking. First batch of bread since getting home (which reminds me, I need to get the tiny god out of the fridge so that I can cook with it again tomorrow). Spinach for ravioli outards prepared; butternut squash-roast garlic-ricotta-pine nut innards likewise prepared. Fingers crossed for scraping together the brain & cope to make a big batch tomorrow.
Language. I am... not getting on terribly well with the FutureLearn Irish 101 course so far; I find "here's a bunch of set phrases and we're not going to give you the grammatical background to understand how they're being constructed for an indeterminate time" stressful, so I've stalled partway through the first week. This is frustrating but, eh, maybe I will manage to scrape together brain and cope.
Board games. In the Pembury this afternoon. Two entire new-to-me games! With only a little panicking, and no crying at all, and asking the person who'd brought them questions about mechanic and how it all worked and so on rather than routing everything through A! Pocket Mars, of which I am Definitely Fond, and Roll Through The Ages: Iron Age, which I found complicated-to-the-point-of-overwhelming, though I can't work out how much of that was down to the charming combination of teething + period.
Notes on the Pembury: actively pleasant Sunday roast, including a cauliflower wellington I'm mildly sad I didn't order one of for myself (instead of nicking bits of A's), which is not my normal reaction to wellingtons at this point. They'd run out of dessert by the time we got around to trying to order any, but that's probably our own fault. The accessible loo is strictly improved since the takeover, in that it's now larger and lighter and actually operated with a RADAR key again, though I did have to stick an explanatory pamphlet on the red cord. I was particularly relieved that there wasn't any kind of horrifying scent pump Thing in it. (Downsides of RADAR-scheme loos in pubs et cet: people unfamiliar with same assume that since they've got The Key from behind the bar, nobody else could possibly be using the loo. They therefore ignore the "no, really, this door is locked from the inside" indicators and will put prolonged effort into attempting to get it open, while you're enthroned on the other side of the room... against sufficient background noise that they can't hear you yelling that you are using the facilities, thanks.)
Pokemon Go. New-to-me species this week: Dialga (BLUE SPIKEY BIOLUMINESCENT DRAGON FRIEND, current legendary raid boss), Mantyke (oh NO it has a SMILEY FACE on its back), Happiny (I... am not sure about this baby Chansey). I caught my first wild Shieldon (having previously hatched one), along with A's first one full stop. I also hatched a shiny Budew and caught a shiny Mankey. (Hopes for a shiny Machop or Makuhita before the end of the current event are... dwindling.)
TV. Leverage Leverage Leverage. Aaaaaaaalmost to the end of this season, at which point we will switch back over to Orphan Black for a season.
Music. A concert! EChO's spring offering, as an audient rather than a player, as mentioned yesterday. Our Patron's latest, Mozart's second horn concerto, Beethoven pastoral.
Living space. Garage storage has arrived! Which was very helpful, because the bubble wrap et cet it was delivered in proved extremely useful for Transporting Greenhouse Bits. We haven't yet started filling it up but we are making progress on sorting the next box of charity shop stuff. Finalising bookcases is currently blocked on sorting out (i) where the new Internet comes into the house (which means I need to speak to a neighbour), and (ii) some bonus shelves for something that looks for all the world like an IKEA Billy bookcase but is 24cm deep and 68cm wide instead of... anything even remotely standard for the Billy system.
Growth. SO MUCH HATCHING (peep peep peep peep). Both kinds of pea (in an egg box in the bathroom) are determinedly Wearing Hats; several of the chillis are now coming up with visible leaves and all, and stems that are starting to be purple; comfrey continues enthusiastic in spite of today's actual literal snow; Passiflora edulis is not doing anything detectable, but then I wouldn't expect it to be. Infrastructurally, I've acquired scaffold boards and The Greenhouse (including water butt, gutter connection kit, and some staging). The compost bin is slowly heating up again (and I've got some more food for it to eat tomorrow); I've ordered some legs to arrive later this week, and at some point will get A to drive me over to B&Q to buy some concrete to anchor the legs with. (And dither over paving slabs. And whether to use cheap flower pots or cheap pipe to contain the concrete. And and and...) But: Adam's away next weekend, which means I can just spend the entire thing rolling around in the mud, which in turn means that hopefully I'll at least take steps toward getting it up then or thenabouts.
Cooking. First batch of bread since getting home (which reminds me, I need to get the tiny god out of the fridge so that I can cook with it again tomorrow). Spinach for ravioli outards prepared; butternut squash-roast garlic-ricotta-pine nut innards likewise prepared. Fingers crossed for scraping together the brain & cope to make a big batch tomorrow.
Language. I am... not getting on terribly well with the FutureLearn Irish 101 course so far; I find "here's a bunch of set phrases and we're not going to give you the grammatical background to understand how they're being constructed for an indeterminate time" stressful, so I've stalled partway through the first week. This is frustrating but, eh, maybe I will manage to scrape together brain and cope.
Board games. In the Pembury this afternoon. Two entire new-to-me games! With only a little panicking, and no crying at all, and asking the person who'd brought them questions about mechanic and how it all worked and so on rather than routing everything through A! Pocket Mars, of which I am Definitely Fond, and Roll Through The Ages: Iron Age, which I found complicated-to-the-point-of-overwhelming, though I can't work out how much of that was down to the charming combination of teething + period.
Notes on the Pembury: actively pleasant Sunday roast, including a cauliflower wellington I'm mildly sad I didn't order one of for myself (instead of nicking bits of A's), which is not my normal reaction to wellingtons at this point. They'd run out of dessert by the time we got around to trying to order any, but that's probably our own fault. The accessible loo is strictly improved since the takeover, in that it's now larger and lighter and actually operated with a RADAR key again, though I did have to stick an explanatory pamphlet on the red cord. I was particularly relieved that there wasn't any kind of horrifying scent pump Thing in it. (Downsides of RADAR-scheme loos in pubs et cet: people unfamiliar with same assume that since they've got The Key from behind the bar, nobody else could possibly be using the loo. They therefore ignore the "no, really, this door is locked from the inside" indicators and will put prolonged effort into attempting to get it open, while you're enthroned on the other side of the room... against sufficient background noise that they can't hear you yelling that you are using the facilities, thanks.)
Pokemon Go. New-to-me species this week: Dialga (BLUE SPIKEY BIOLUMINESCENT DRAGON FRIEND, current legendary raid boss), Mantyke (oh NO it has a SMILEY FACE on its back), Happiny (I... am not sure about this baby Chansey). I caught my first wild Shieldon (having previously hatched one), along with A's first one full stop. I also hatched a shiny Budew and caught a shiny Mankey. (Hopes for a shiny Machop or Makuhita before the end of the current event are... dwindling.)