WaspSting of Zenith
Jul. 11th, 2025 08:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoMy second zapped eye has been marvelously less troublesome than the first: a little light sensitivity at first, but almost no aching, even when I was moving my eyeball around in order to read. It feels completely normal now. I'm happy about that.
It was a very busy day today, because we're prepping for visitors, and at the same time we had invited Dr. Nurse and her little family to come over for dinner. Actually, she invited us to come over and visit, but they have a small house, and we know Bird Baby likes to come and hoodle over here, so we suggested reversing the invitation and they accepted. (Hoodle is a verb invented by my family of origin as a back-formation from hoodlum. Possibly with an admixture of hooligan, which is what we were frequently accused of behaving like. So if you hoodle, you are being a hooligan. But Bird Baby's hoodling is of a very gentle nature.) I envisioned a simple, fun backyard picnic with some grilling. Alas, the weather was not conducive. It was steamily humid with occasional outbursts of rain, and no one really would have enjoyed sitting out in it. So we ate inside. But the rain paused itself at the right time for the Sparrowhawk to grill some cheeseburgers and hot dogs for all of us. I thawed the ground beef and shaped it, washed and cut up lettuce, cucumbers, peppers, green onions, strawberries and blueberries, grated cheese, baked potatoes, cooked some mushrooms, and set out olives, pickles, veggie dip, mustard and ketchup. It will be simple and fun, she said . . . . Well, it was fun. We had berries and ice cream for dessert, and Bird Baby asked whose birthday it was. She tried to eat another serviing of berries, but was obviously too tired out to finish it, so I put the rest of the berries in a box for her to take home. She guarded them like a dragonet with its mini-hoard.
Earlier in the day, we cleaned bathrooms, vacuumed, and tried to tidy things up some more. The Sparrowhawk got a haircut and mailed a birthday card that I had written and addressed to the Duchess. Many things remain undone, but we are pretty tired and will probably go to bed and try to catch up tomorrow. The Diva is arriving tonight around midnight, and says we should go to sleep and she will let herself in and sleep on the couch, and we'll see her in the morning. We have a bed arranged for her, but sleeping on the couch is fine too. Sometime around noon, the Nipper, the Redhead, and Raptor will arrive. They're only staying a few days, so we'll try to make the most of it.
It was a very busy day today, because we're prepping for visitors, and at the same time we had invited Dr. Nurse and her little family to come over for dinner. Actually, she invited us to come over and visit, but they have a small house, and we know Bird Baby likes to come and hoodle over here, so we suggested reversing the invitation and they accepted. (Hoodle is a verb invented by my family of origin as a back-formation from hoodlum. Possibly with an admixture of hooligan, which is what we were frequently accused of behaving like. So if you hoodle, you are being a hooligan. But Bird Baby's hoodling is of a very gentle nature.) I envisioned a simple, fun backyard picnic with some grilling. Alas, the weather was not conducive. It was steamily humid with occasional outbursts of rain, and no one really would have enjoyed sitting out in it. So we ate inside. But the rain paused itself at the right time for the Sparrowhawk to grill some cheeseburgers and hot dogs for all of us. I thawed the ground beef and shaped it, washed and cut up lettuce, cucumbers, peppers, green onions, strawberries and blueberries, grated cheese, baked potatoes, cooked some mushrooms, and set out olives, pickles, veggie dip, mustard and ketchup. It will be simple and fun, she said . . . . Well, it was fun. We had berries and ice cream for dessert, and Bird Baby asked whose birthday it was. She tried to eat another serviing of berries, but was obviously too tired out to finish it, so I put the rest of the berries in a box for her to take home. She guarded them like a dragonet with its mini-hoard.
Earlier in the day, we cleaned bathrooms, vacuumed, and tried to tidy things up some more. The Sparrowhawk got a haircut and mailed a birthday card that I had written and addressed to the Duchess. Many things remain undone, but we are pretty tired and will probably go to bed and try to catch up tomorrow. The Diva is arriving tonight around midnight, and says we should go to sleep and she will let herself in and sleep on the couch, and we'll see her in the morning. We have a bed arranged for her, but sleeping on the couch is fine too. Sometime around noon, the Nipper, the Redhead, and Raptor will arrive. They're only staying a few days, so we'll try to make the most of it.
