Sunday

I got a note from my swim buddy, Barrie, that she saw a piece on TV news about even more breakins at local pools so I googled and wow. City and private locker rooms - the scam that hit me - stolen lock and locker contents - has hit others. Lots of others and way worse. It even made the City Police Blotter. Mine happened on December 5. My car/house keys were in the locker, too, but at the bottom of my swim bag with a towel and other stuff on top and they left the swim bag. So... yeah. Plus, my car isn't very stealable. It's the green Smart Car in town with gray trim and what thief wants a fucking Smart Car anyway. I can see them getting to the chop shop and getting laughed into the tire pile.

On the other hand LA Fitness is getting worse and worse. Stuff gets broken (the elevator, the spa, the vending machines, the water fountains) and stays broken for weeks. The door that wasn't locked yesterday? Is, turns out, broken. Today it's held closed via a rope tied to the other side. It's a nice gym but holy crap does it need management.

And, speaking of management, my cat's diet. She always has, and eats, dry kibble. But, I like to make sure she stays hydrated so I give her wet food. She used to be grateful for everything I put in her bowl. Now she's like your basic password changing software... if she's seen it in the past month, no thank you. Anything different is delicious! Anything resembling something she's eaten recently is Nyet. It's cracking me up. Happily, canned catfood has a really really long shelf life and her memory is only about a month long and I have storage.

Everything is pretty under control around here which is lovely. I have stuff to clean out in the sewing/guest room but my brother doesn't get here until Tuesday afternoon so I'm holding off to get as much sewing done as I can before I put it all away.

Today will be sewing and knitting and watching TV - the usual...

Here's the bear that got finished lat night.

Afternoon

I am not at all pleased that Trump is our president. But, he is. I think he's crass and mean and thoughtless and immature. Twitter is full to the brim with people trying to be even more crass and mean and thoughtless ad immature about Trump. It's a race to the bottom of the cesspool and, honestly, I'm not sure Trump's going to get there first.

I followed somewhere north of 1,500 people on Twitter as of last week. And then I started removing everyone who said or retweeted thoughtless, mean, snarky and hateful stuff about Trump or his staff. I now am following 922 people but that number's going down fast.

Sadly, I enjoyed those I deleted when they tweeted about non-Trump-hate stuff - like the TV critics and the magazine writers. I followed several actors, directors and producers and was sorry to see them go but I'm just fed up with non-productive, middle school level fact-less commentary. I also appreciate thoughts, ideas and links to political information but just now, I need it without the hyperbole, exaggeration and lies.

On the up side... more dolls made and more sewing room breakdown. I'm more than a little impressed that I was able to pretty easily clear out enough space in one of my bedroom closets to house most of the sewing room stuff. I have a large armoire in there that has one of those very wide 5 drawer (plastic) dressers in it. I was able to move that whole dresser into my bedroom closet and now there is a place to hang clothes in the guest room! (Note to self, be sure and get Bill's help moving it back in before he leaves for the airport.)

And, in an effort to clean out the freezer, I had the rest of the calamari for lunch. When I first got my air fryer I went nuts buying breaded frozen shit to fry. I got a large bag of clamari. It was very so so. I tried it again. Not much better. And the rest lingered in the freezer until today. This time I spritzed it good with oil and cooked it longer. At 12 minutes, it looked like a soggy mess. At 15 minutes it was perfect! Delicious. Hmmmm Maybe I'm going to try okra (another one of my fails) again...

But, now I'm going to start up another bear and watch Jane Pauley on CBS Sunday morning.

2 very random things

I nearly always default to eggs for Sunday night supper. Doesn't matter how they are cooked (tonight it was baked nestled in crescent roll dough in muffin cups with cheese (not enough) and bacon bits) - or what goes with them, but eggs it always turns out to be and I'm fine with that.

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I have two favorite tshirts. Neither is suitable for wearing outside of my own house. Both are soft and wonderful like a security blanket. I'm wearing one tonight and it makes me feel safe and happy. I'm sure glad I have two... I love having a backup.