Sunday, May 25, 2008

A 36-year-old female, not requiring therapy at this time.


I have had a great week.








Truly.

Amazing.

I feel like gloating.

We hatched our first morph! If you really, really want to know some basic info about what a normal ball python is and what a morph ball python is, I made a campy little page. It started out because my boss is interested in all my critters. I told her we had babies pipping and how excited we were to get to the morphs, and she asked me what a morph was. So, knowing pictures are hard to upload in a document, I made this little page: Scaly Critters. Enjoy, if that's your interest. Joni, I have other conversation topics below. We went 50/50 (the expected odds) for our black pastel/normal pastel pairing. Gideon is a daddy!


















Also, my wonderful boss sent me my own copy of the WebMD Blue Book for our area. It's an amazing tool when you have to send letters and carbon copies. This one is the large print version (yay).

KitKat's out for the summer, ManCub has one hour left (yeah, they get Memorial Day off and HAVE to attend school for the hour on Tuesday), and Tiger's Eye has finals...and my sisters and my mother are helping him. Awesome, yes? His study guides are almost completely finished, and I totally amazed everyone with my skills for Google by finding the "largest battle of 1812" by changing "largest" to "biggest" and it pulled it right up. For some reason, although I pay substantial book fees to the high school, they collected their books and wouldn't let them have them for studying for finals. Oh, the answer is New Orleans and, coincidentally, the biggest battle was fought after the treaty was signed.

Mom had surgery to get fluid out of her shoulder, and it went just fine. I made it to the hospital right before they took her in, ate lunch with KitKat and Squitch, but had worked nights and couldn't stay for the duration. She felt good enough to help Tiger's Eye with his study guides (I hope the pain pills made her good and mean), and that is so good. So, big thank you to my mom and my sisters for helping me. It feels so good to have backup!

I have a recipe for chocolate cake I'm dying to make. I made ekmek (Turkish bread) and, although I doubt it will be happening again any time soon, I had a little taste of childhood. It took four days to set up, eight minutes to knead, a few punches, and then another three minutes to knead. Like I said, it's probably not going to happen again any time soon. I have a sourdough recipe, though, on the printer, and ManCub had so much fun with the ekmek that he swears he'll help me keep the sourdough tamed.

We shall see. I hope it freezes well.

We got our stimulus check. I can get a new crock pot, which is great, because it's pathetic that I darn near needed a shrink to cope with its loss. I think I'll overcompensate by getting one with a timer. I have to be careful on bells and whistles or we're going to stimulate our stimulus into nonexistence.

Oh, another good thing: The kids' computer is, well, crap. We can't install a word processor on it, but they can surf the net and type in word pad and attach it and I can format and...and...

Google documents. Why oh why didn't I think of this before? My little writer can stop fussing at me now. Not only is it backed up, a computer crash won't end her creativity streak.

I can't even think of any bad stuff off the top of my head. My hands are tired from kneading dough and chronically tired from typing. That would be the biggie...but...but...but...I found out that wrapping my forearms in Ace bandages for a while makes a big, big difference.

Wow. Even my clouds have silver linings!

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