Jerry CGI+

Settling into oblivion, a blissful lumpitude, after the Fling and CT. I can sleep, doze, be a lump, and piddle away my time without physical stress or exertion. Only Myka’s opportunist plays for treats ten times a day, to make up for lost time, occasionally pull me out of my torpor.

The Fling was enjoyable, a smaller than traditional party, any number of notable absences. I got to play for about three and a half hours, fingers and voice sustained the quality the whole time. Plenty of jamming partners along the way, and plenty of singalongs. I enjoyed it immensely. I think I got Hanna to attend some of the coming jams at the Pioneer.

Dentures caused some problems, sore spots on the interior of the lower gums limited eating, and they would have been a problem performing if I had continued to aggravate them. But leaving early on Sunday for the Monday appointment helped all around. So did salt applications. I also didn’t roam the crowds much, staying put in a comfortable chair to save my back.

Despite limitations, I got to see everyone, even though I saw less of some than I wanted. But that is usually the case, and it was sufficient to soothe my need for socialization, and I got lots of compliments on how well I looked. I enjoyed the party, it did my psyche a world of good. Lots of hugs and kisses. As always, they keep me sane.

I made a 1/3 lb Tombstone Mesquite burger (gouda, bacon) when I got home, so I could coast through the fast prior to the CT. I finished up the fast with the rest of the carrot cake. I’ll make note here that I need to do a post-party thaw, but I have the faintest idea what at this point. One should be sandwich oriented, as I have a full loaf of bread t do in. I’m drawing a blank on recipes. I also brought home one of the cheesecake samplers… (NY, chocolate twirl, strawberry swirl, Mississippi mud, triple chocolate, turtle). I still have a square of German chocolate cake. But I am out of minis, which is apt. But…

I have $30 mad money to burn in the next 32 hours, before payday. I spent $110 online, and it made the bank, so that helped immensely. I got gas in Giddings on the way home, so I don’t need much for that 35 miles. But I’ll top it off to spend mad money. I’ll figure out something, maybe get the shoulder roasts to freeze for a future stew.

The results came back from the CT. “Clean” sums it up neatly. I would have been surprised if it had come back anything else.

So now I will be lumping for a few days. At least. Even though I came through this one in far better shape than usual, I will be docile and lumpy.

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The natural sunblock being removed to make clearance for the tree crew, this is the first day of prism display in the afternoon. By the tilt of the street and house away from north, it is now summer. And the weather won’t be long proving it.

And to celebrate it, the first thaw is taco meat #6, Tombstone Mesquite, bridging the seasons to last night’s burger. Not sure what the second will be, maybe something as simple as a pack of boudin. But I’m also thinking crawdad étouffée. Maybe something entirely different.

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I made a store run tonight. I decided to get the mad money spent, to not have to think about it any more. I got two beef shoulder roasts for stew. I’ll slice it to Texas style ribs, then freeze for cubing into stew meat later. I also got minis, avocados, spuds, chicken salad, and a wheel of brie. Mad money is gone, only mud money is left.

Things are looking good for a nice lazy break, once the tree outside the window gets taken down. That will be noisy, but it won’t take long.