Made cookies for our DnD group. They actually turned out the way they were supposed to, even though the recipe had an annoying error. One of first things it told you to do was preheat the oven. I don’t know about you, but I don’t turn on the oven when I still have to refrigerate the dough for two hours. Despite the annoying recipe, I’ll probably make them again. I really enjoyed them. Still an annoying recipe. I want to make them and bake them, not make them and then pause for two hours before you finish.
Made a batch of brioche this week, too. All I can say about it is that it was edible. I don’t have enough experience to know how much the dough should rise, and it wasn’t anywhere near warm enough for it.
Cracker pie is next on the list for DnD night. I want to try baking more, but we really don’t want to eat it all; DnD night is the perfect excuse for baking experiments. If you want people to be happy to see you, bring food.
Went to the Arboretum on Tuesday. I’d asked for an annual pass for Christmas and the Spouse got it for me. It was my first opportunity to go since Christmas. It was surprisingly busy for a Tuesday at 10 am.
Or maybe not. It was a beautiful day and supposed to be the warmest day of the week.
Because of the annual pass I didn’t feel like I needed to see the whole place at once. I sort of meandered around the edges and corners for a while.
There’s a list of what plants are blooming when, but I didn’t consult it before I left. I found out on my own that it’s aloe bloom season.
They were pretty spectacular.
The peacocks provided mobile decorations.
My cat’s nails have needed trimming. For a looonngg time. I’ve tried to cut her nails before; it’s like wrestling with a bag of fish hooks. That and last time she was mad at me for a week. But her nails just keep growing and she sounds like an old poodle clicking around the house. I managed to cut a couple of the worst ones, but it wasn’t easy and it just made me put off cutting them all.
Finally one day she managed to get a nail from her front foot caught on a nail from her back foot. Seeing my poor girl like that finally overcame my cowardice. I fetched out a beach towel and the nail clippers wrapped her up and started to clip. She escaped twice; she’s remarkably strong for an ancient, seven pound cat. I finally got them all cut. I’m hoping I won’t put off cutting them so long next time.
Went with my sisters over to work on Mom and Dad’s house Saturday. We really didn’t get much done; we spent most of our time walking from room to room being sad and playing “Do you remember when?” Losing Mom seems to have made all of us feel like we’ve lost Dad all over again, too. At least we came up with a plan for what to do next time we’re there.
We were supposed to do it last weekend, but I came down with the flu on New Year’s Eve and I’m still not feeling that great. I’ve never had a flu last this long. It’s very demoralizing. I have a friend who I love, but she has some weird ideas. She thinks that flu vaccinations are a government conspiracy. A conspiracy to what she can’t tell me. I think it’s a conspiracy to keep workers at work and out of emergency rooms.
We wandered around the rooms saying “Do you want this? Do you want that? You said you wanted it.” I, between still not feeling good and being sad about losing Mom, just couldn’t be bothered. Youngest sister wisely said “We’ll decide later. You might regret any decision you make right now.” And even though I just don’t want to deal with these things, I feel like she’s probably right.
So instead I been taking my “I don’t want to have to deal with it” out on things at home. The plastic tub I tried to grow a cat lawn in but instead my cat used it for a cat box. Out it went, dirt and all. One of the big green containers I got to hold potting soil, but never used, away with it. Next will be the big thing we put an old umbrella on. I’m going to take it apart and see if I can get the Spouse to make it go away. I just don’t want to have to deal with it.
So we started off on Christmas Eve morning and headed straight for the coast. We hadn’t been driving too long when this came by:
By the time we caught up to them there was around a hundred of them.
I thought it was an auspicious beginning for a holiday road trip.
We started at Balboa Island. Quite some time ago we went to an olive oil tasting and a talk on the Mediterranean diet. They had a shop on Balboa and the Spouse had kept the flyer, wanting to go there someday. The store was still there, so we went in. The guy who’d given the talk was there. He talked us into some oil and we left happy.
It had been a very long time since I’d been there. We stayed on the island a few times when we were kids. The population was a little more diverse, but it seemed otherwise unchanged from when I went there as a kid.
From there we went south along the coast, heading inland only when we had to.