June 23rd, 2020

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Bow Tie Tuesday

I just made pork chops again.  Second time during the pandemic; second time in at least a decade.  I'll have leftovers for two more meals, too.

It's an unseasonably cool day, so it seemed a good one for searing things in a pan.  This time the smoke detector didn't go off.

The kitty-cat yowls and yowls.  I can't satisfy him.  Dave just had to let go of his last cat today, and I think it's tomorrow Sara's saying farewell to her big ol' Great Dane.

Here's today's bow tie:


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I was thinking the other day when it was hot how it's like I'm at summer camp, but here's the rub: I'm all the people at the summer camp. I'm the one camper, and the camp counselor to all the campers, and the cook, and the financial manager, and the handy person, and the janitor, and the communications director, and the entertainment chairperson, and the animal wranglers, and the gardener, and the driver, and the spiritual leader, and the procurer of supplies, and the newspaper editor, and the nurse, and the crafts instructor, and the storyteller, and everything except publicity, cuz we don't have to advertise (we're full up).  I mean, Camp Lisa has a lot of jobs, and they're all mine.  No wonder it feels like a lot!  Plus I'm still doing my regular full-time job.

Speaking of which, we have a new toy.  IT came up with a distribution app and a remote way to do another of our duties, and the logjam may finally be about to break.  That's what I call the dam in the pipeline, cuz we usually have water metaphors.  Except there's a corral.  I think there's a corral cuz Kathy's a horse woman.  Anyhow, it's no great shakes, but it's something new, and I played with it today.  Small pleasures!

And so we keep moving forward, cuz that's what you do.