My (former) life as the crab

Musings about life after Crabby Office Lady

August 30, 2012

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GastonGoodbye sweet Gaston.. I hope Ry, Bella and Lalo (along with Kelly, Zach, Juno, Sugarfoot and the rest) were on the bridge to meet you. We’ll see you soon.

 

Day four: I took a nap! June 15, 2012

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Okay, I really didn’t. Never been much of a napper. But I did do an hour an a half of hot yoga, sweated about a liter bottle full of salty water, drank it back, got a car wash (waited for the rain–here it comes) and then went online to start the job search. There was a dog walk in there too. Some squirrel chasing.

Okay, here are some things I learned about today:

Martha Payne's school lunch

Photo by Martha Payne

Martha Payne’s food blog

9-year-old Scot (Scottette?) Martha Payne writes a food blog about school lunches with the clever title NeverSeconds. Clever girl, apparently: she had more than 2 million hits when she was alerted by school officials  on Thursday, June 14, that she was no longer allowed to take and post photos of her school lunches. But just exactly one day later, “an Argyll and Bute council leader told the BBC that the ban had been lifted — effective immediately.”

Every day Martha posted about what she ate, how many bites it took to finish, how many hairs she found ( two, since launching the blog in April) and the nutritional value. Her blog caught the eye of the likes of famed (and terribly handsome) Jamie Oliver. It also raised money for “Mary’s Meals” an organization which raises money to help feed people around the world. Although I found some of her photos to be unappetizing, she DID give the last one (before she was banned and then un-banned) 10 out of 10 stars.So I guess the lunch ladies do not have to fear for their jobs.

Well done Martha! I shall show this to my own little blogger, the one who refuses to eat school lunches here in Colorado at all. I make her lunch everyday and she comes back with horror stories about what her school served that day…

Remi - one of our two Dumbo ratsThe rat likes to watch me type

Because it’s been so hot and because the air conditioner isn’t working upstairs (need a new one, just when I’m unemployed, of course), I’ve been sleeping in Bian’s trundle bed on a futon. (Know what a futon is filled with? HATRED.) Anyway, the rats, being as nocturnal as they were would NOT let this pre-menopausal woman–who has trouble sleeping anyway–sleep. SO I moved them to my office desk (which, after having gotten rid of all the PC junk–the laptop, the docking station, the huge monitor, the desktop, the gigantic keyboard, the mouse) where there is plenty of room with my very modular iMac now. And I never moved them back into Bian’s room. As I sit here and type, Remi, one of our 7-month-old rats is very interested in it. Bessie sleeps. Remi watches. I wonder if it’s the sound. I wonder if it’s the movement. I wonder if she’s learning language like The Rats of Nimh (from the book Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of Nimh, which we’re reading right now, as it were). Rats are very smart. But I wonder if she takes dictation?

High Park fireThe High Park Fire continues to rage

I really feel for everyone affected by this horrible catastrophe. Today it jumped the Poudre river and is only 15% contained although it’s burned nearly 55,000 acres. It is going to take a LONG time for all those trees to grow back (and many of them were already affected by the Colorado Pine Beetle, making them more vulnerable to fire anyway. Let’s all send out some good hopes and prayers to the people out there: the homeowners, the residents, the firefighters, and the press covering it.

Good weekend, everyone. Happy Father’s Day to all the dads (and moms who are both mom AND dad–like me, Anna, Fran, and some other folks I know) and of course Hallmark, the company that invented this holiday. I kid you not.

— annik

 

Happy Birthday Ry May 16, 2012

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May 16,1996

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…to July 26, 2010

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Bian’s drawing of Bamboo January 31, 2012

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Bamboo - Jan 2012

 

September 27, 2011

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Bian’s story of Poppy

(as she typed it)

Bian's story of Poppy

September 2011

 

Poppy September 25, 2011

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My friend Poppy

My friend Poppy


Mimi the lamb

Mimi the lamb

Poppy is my stuffed animal. She is an Australian Shepherd and I
think she is a little bit of Corgi because of her ears. I got her on my
birthday. She is an a Webkinz; a Webkinz is a stuffed animal that you can play
with online.

Now I bring her everywhere. Mimi a lamb that is a stuffed animal
that I love so much and Poppy and Mimi are sisters. My friend Poppy

I also made a collar for her with my grandma; I sewed it all
together. I even took her camping with me. She is My FAVORITE animal ever.

 

Just over a year now… September 18, 2011

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Annik and Ry

Annk and Ry (at age 12)

I know I already posted something about this but we saw an Aussie puppy today and so I had to write again. (And I’m procrastinating on (for? about?) I have two very important things to write: 1) 3 minute fiction entry for NPR; 2) Blog post to MSN to show them how much they need someone like me. It’s all about this book (which has gotten the press on it ALL WRONG by the way).

It’s been a little over a year since I said goodbye to the best furry pal I ever had. On August 26th, the anniversary of his death, Bamboo and I were walking in the park and a Ry Cooder song from “Paris Texas” came on my iPod. He was so with us (but the geese were glad he really wasn’t… 🙂

Every day I miss him. Less and less? No, not really like they said it would be–especially not with what’s all been going on. Yeah, it’s gotten easier but little memories I thought I’d forgotten keep creeping in (though half the time I can’t even remember what I went into the pantry for…)