QuietThrill of Celeste

The Sparrowhawk continues to convalesce. This morning he said "My throat hardly hurts at all!" and eventually, he even went out in the living room and played the piano for awhile. I spent some time arranging for flowers to be sent to Ms. Science, in honor of her mother's recent death. I found a cool local place not far from their neighborhood that just seemed like their aesthetic. But yesterday when I tried, they had closed early. Today I got through to them and ordered flowers sight unseen. Finger crossed they will be nice! Ordering stuff on the phone like this is supposed to be so easy, but it never is! Then I didn't really have time to go for a walk, but I put on my boots and went out for a quick one anyway. I really needed to get out of the house. It was 22 degrees, not all that cold, but there was a biting wind with snow flurries, and it felt freezing! I wrapped my giant woolly scarf around my face a couple of times. There was really nothing to see, because the birds and everybody were staying out of the wind. I did see one old lady with a mask on, getting out of a car in the nuns' parking lot. I waved to her, and she said, "I can't see a thing! My glasses are steamed up!" She probably thought I was someone she knew.

Then I worked on my Barsoom project a bit. I cooked dinner for the first time in days. I've been living on leftovers and salad, while the Sparrowhawk has been eating mostly soup. He was actually able to eat. So when he started looking for cookies, and there weren't any, I decided to make him some of those too--chocolate chip. "Let them cool? Why would I do that?" he said. He put half a still-molten cookie in his mouth and said around the edges of it, "I'm living in paradise."

So now I'm going to indulge in a boring discussion of medical quirks, and anyone who is bored by that kind of thing should check out now. ( Read more... )