Today is It’s My Party Day. Cry if you want to.
Hi! And no. There’s no crying allowed in my world right now. I just can’t handle another meltdown. In happy, positive, news the rescue guardians of the universe are shining on the dogs at the moment. I was authorized to pick up another batch of 4 puppies and they are currently in foster homes. They went to the vet today and only have minor issues. So WOO HOO!!!!! Now I’m free to work on the case from 3 weeks ago, a mom and 4 puppies that are in quarintine. Fingers crossed everyone, they will be cleared and home ready in the next 2 weeks.
Happy Saturday all! Have a great long weekend!
No tears here. Just work. But happy with it.
But “Now It’s Judy Turn to Cry”. ;P
Listening to Lesley Gore songs always makes me want to punch the guy and tell Lesley to look into feminism.
As I remember, Shelley Fabares sang that on The Donna Reed Show, so I don’t think feminism was in the picture at the time.
No crying here (although I did wake up with a whopper of a migraine, it seems to have abated). Went to the dump, then enjoyed the lovely fall day by making one final trip into town to the farmers market to pick up the last of the corn on the cob and lovely locally grown apples.
Now I plan to have a relaxed dinner (after jabbing the poor kitty as usual with her fluids) and then write, write, write!
For maybe a year I’ve been saying my 100-page book for middle-grade kids needs just a couple days’ more work. So I made an appointment to give it to the proofreader tomorrow. I’m going in, folks. It’s definitely my party day.
No party here. I’m sniffling but not crying. Allergy season.
Party here. We went to see the Mets HD performance of Macbeth and it was really amazing singing. There is nothing like watching Verdi and chomping down popcorn for real decadence.
I had a butternut squash party. The garden produced 38 BIG squashes (and one tiny one, about 4 oz.), so today I baked two of them to freeze in single-serving containers, and peeled/chopped two more to throw into the Crock Pot to make squash jam overnight. Oh, and then I took 2 cups of the baked squash and instead of freezing it, I made it into squash bread (like pumpkin bread), but unfortunately the recipe called for WAAAAAAAY too little pumpkin pie space, so it’s kinda’ bland. But, hey, it’s got raisins and nuts and squash in it, so it’s getting eaten.
Oh goody–a literal moment. I went to a 3-year-old’s birthday party. Twenty children ranging in age from 4 months to about 9. A few pouts but no tears. My hearing may return by tomorrow :-).
The clouds did all my dripping for me – bucketing rain for the morning, and brunch and a walk once the skies cleared. My patient husband came with me to see what some more local galleries look like, and to help me think about where to apply to have my work shown closer to home.
Today I didn’t cry, and I did have a bit of a party. I knew I *could* cry if I wanted to, because I know the song.
I also saw the Macbeth simulcast, with other musician friends, which was nice, since I knew we were all enjoying it. Wowza, some kind of singing.
Anna was amazing. I will always wish I heard her sing with Dimitri Hvorostovsky in War and Peace in her debut with the Met.
Today was sooo busy at work. Exhilarating actually. Felt very productive. No tears today – now tomorrow…
Yesterday I was at a wedding and reception. So big party. There was a polka band. Today my knees are crying.
Well, I am late to the party but I love the next line-
“You would cry too if it happened to you!”
I was kind of naughty and bought a cheese-party set (three cheeses and a box of melba toasts) and some figs and apples, and enjoyed some rustic meals with my kid. There was one cheese that was particularly good — processed Emmanthaler called “Hello, Toni!” with an adorable blond German boy on the front. My daughter said it was Australian cheese, which delighted me even more, but it turned out to be from Austria (I think only one letter different in Japanese). But anyway, spreadable swiss cheese! What a fun thing to have!
There was a dozen people over for Thanksgiving yesterday. Wonderful party. The turkey was literally falling off the bone and came out of the roaster in pieces, the cheese sauce for the veggies was orgasmic (in my opinion, anyway), and there were three kinds of pie for dessert.
My kids were sick and coughing non-stop which made them cry, but they were the only ones!
Erg. Speaks of crying kids gotta go.
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