Desert Magnolia

There's no two ways around it, last week was a humdinger. But this one is alright and getting better. First, Grandma Gin has turned a corner in her recovery and is doing much much better today. Much. Got to take a shower, which was a biggie since we all know how ineffective sponge baths really are. She's been walking a good distance at a time now, which is a huge improvement. And most importantly, her spirits have lifted a bit. I think with each hurdle she overcomes we'll see more of the familiar sass back, and that, my friends, is awe.some. Second, the fish are fine. G.G. installed a new pond pump last night and did some general cleaning while he was at it and the pond is spic and span and everyone is happy happy. And there's a new little head on the water pipe that creates a gentle fountainlike spray, which is lovely. And last, G.G. and his fantasy football friends are picking teams tonight, so I'm flying solo after work. Which means I'll most likely pic...

Maybe when I retreated to the back of the house and watched multiple episodes at a time, all by myself, in the dark. You know, just to catch up with the series. Maybe when I started to understand, from both TB the series and multiple other paranormal romance novels in which vamps were often featured, that vamps can be made different ways. They're not all 'made' by the bite. Some, it seems, are in fact holdovers from Atlantis and their advanced technology involving nanos to keep everyone eternally young. Unfortunately, nanos feed off of blood cells, and most humans didn't produce enough to feed the nanos, so external blood was required, hence the birth of the vamp myth. What? I'm just sharing what I've 'heard'. And then there's the whole bonding thing. Holy gawd. If that whole 'feel what your bondmate feels at all times including when in the throes of passion' thing has any merit? I want to be a vamp NOW. Just sayin'. You...

Lunch today was inspired by our garden's bounty. On the menu? Edamame. Greek salad with fresh cucumbers, tomatoes, basil, avocado, red onion, kalamata olives and mozzarella. Dressed with a lemon and olive oil dressing, which, as it turns out, contains a fair amount of garlic. Because early this morning when I was assembling said salad, I must have been in a garlic mood. Take a sip of the lovely, deep Guatemalan blend coffee, add a little garlic. Take another sip of java, add a little more, and so on. I've been known to do this while sipping wine and making dinner, too, so it just must be how I roll when I cook, a.m. or p.m. It's safe to assume that our building is, and will continue for at least the duration of the afternoon to be, vamp free.