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reprising a link from a year ago…. just in time for thanksgiving!

yum yum! come ‘n’ git it!

Christine’s Fresh Cranberry Sauce

• 1 bag of cranberries
• 1 cup of sugar
• 1 cup of water

Boil the water, cranberries and sugar until the berries pop open. Chill before serving.

I return home to find Newt relaxing atop my keyboard, the buffer ping ringing softly. He didn’t seem to mind. I relocated him about a foot to the left with a few scritchies, and minimal complaint.

I blanked my mind much of the walk, just taking in surroundings, looking for places that might make nice photographs for the digicam in my future. The temperature is about 5 degrees cooler outside than in my apartment, a surprise to me, with the clear skies and bright sunlight….it’ll warm up by noon, certainly. Breathing deep, the cobs of the morning slowly cleared.

Walked by the air park again… saw one of the biplanes there tooling around, white and red stripes in the sky. (the picture is pretty close to what the job on the plane was… different nose, though) They were having some fun, doing a few maneuvers… barrel rolls, mostly. I stopped walking to watch it for a few minutes… something I’d like to go up in again sometime. I searched around my closet for my old rider-waite deck, but haven’t found it yet. I’ll dig into the other 3 boxes tonight and see if I can’t root it out. I think it’ll be interesting to do the single-card readings first thing in the morning, a la ‘s recent entry. I actually dreamed about getting my cards done last night, and I think that was a result of her current interest. Walked past “Madame Rosa’s” as I normally do, and the neon palm in the window struck me as nifty. I’d like to have a reading done, but want to be sure that I’m at least entertained, if I don’t get my mind blown. Some professionals have real insight into clients that they see, and that’s the sort of return I’d like to get… not just “Ahhh… you like the grateful dead” after seeing my hair and birks…something like “you made a clay dragon in seventh grade art class that was later used as a bludgeon to stop a bank robber” (no, that didn’t really happen. neat if it did, though.)

A few of the rollerbladers that spun past me were amazing shape… a man and woman (probably a couple, but the could’ve been brother and sister. same coloration, hair and skin) they could’ve been professional dancers, or martial artists/trainers. outstanding builds, and flexibility. I’d love to find some place that has skates in my size….i’m contemplating alternating walkies with a bike or some other wheeled workout, just to vary it up a little.

monestrous (mon-ES-truhs) adjective

Of or related to mammals which experience one estrus (rut or period of heat) in a breeding season.

[Combining form mon- (one) from Greek monos, mono- + oistros (gadfly, madness).]

and now, off for walkies.

Back from my morning walk, showered, shaved and teeth brushed. (Newt’s a big fan of when I brush my teeth… right up in my face… I wish he was as interested when I brush his.)

Cool air, and high traffic on the road. My mind wandered more than I did…different thoughts and ideas going through my head. My brother isn’t going to be able to get together for thankgiving…not his fault, he’s scheduled to work until at least 8pm…but that means I’ll be going to TG dinner with my mom and her friends without the buffer of having someone on “my team” with me. Our attitudes and beliefs are so different… I’m going to go in, make some nice smiles and get out fast. I’m still feeling bad about my stupid move on Saturday…I want to apologise to him, but I don’t think it’d help matters any. I made an error, and I’ve learned from it. I guess the feeling bad part will fade over time. On a brigher note, this week is a short one… I hope we get friday off as well as TG. with this last week’s last minute pressures to get my project up and running, there weren’t any calls to the house, which is nice. With any luck, I’m going to get big brain back this week, now that the motherboard is in. That reminds me, I have to remember to bring Karen her treat for taking time to fiddle with my system… (man, the upgrade really screwed me… I’m glad she’s available ot take the time to fiddle with it, and make sure it’s all good, top to bottom. Once it’s happy and humming, I’m going to drop *nix and apache on it too, make it a dual boot, back to the brainy bit of hardware I was so proud of, way back when. Astley and his stupid chinese motherboard with no support really wrecked my system for a long time.

I’m also back to reading Harry Potter 4 as of last night… my sweetheart gave me the itch to read it again. I’m already about a fifth into it, and it seems better than I remember it (maybe because I’m not comparing it to the first two as directly.) I think I need a house elf, to do my picking up… Newt’s not cutting it as a maid.

Took a nice shower, and I’m lifted up. Sweetheart and I had a long gab today, fun laughs with harry potter, tarot and weird balloon porn, among other stuff. Laughter is a wonderful thing…I look forward to more soon. 🙂

I guess it’s time for bed.

nite, all!

http://www.svtarot.com/net/

silicon vally tarot…. too true, sometimes.

Five of Disks

Five disks stand in relief against oblique job requirements. Something about the wording gives you a queasy feeling – as if it came from a game of “telephone” between non-engineers. Reservation, caution, need for further inquiry. Reversed: phantom job openings.