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the_rckCordelia and her friend labeled last night’s school event as 'funnish.' Apparently, it was awful early on and got steadily better as it progressed (I think because more kids arrived). We let them walk over by themselves, but Scott had to go pick them up after because the school required that each child be signed out by an adult. We assumed that Scott would drive Cordelia’s friend home, but she called her father, and he came for her. They took a lot of photos in the photobooth, all of them with at least half a dozen kids in them.
Cordelia is pretty miserable with her cold. I think she has accepted that we can’t magically fix it, but she still hopes that something will help. I know the feeling. When I was in college, in the late 1980s, the student paper had a cartoonist named Fred Zinn, and he did a comic that’s applicable— It has someone looking at a bottle of pills that promise to condense all the misery of a cold into one second. They take a pill and end up as a pile of dust but feeling much, much better and pleased with their choice.
At least, Cordelia has three days to recover without worrying about school. There’s no school Monday. I think it’s a report writing day for teachers. Cordelia’s friends will not be coming over because their mother is off that day.
I’m pretty sure I’m getting Cordelia’s cold. My throat is kind of itchy. This is far from ideal given that the waiting room at PT is tiny. I think it’s about half the size of our living room, and there are always at least three of us in there and often more.
When I made bread on Wednesday, I discovered that molasses can ferment. I think I knew that. I just hadn’t deep down realized it. Fortunately, I tasted the contents of the old jar before I used it, and we had an unopened jar that was fine. I made Anadama bread. Scott was a bit worried that the cornmeal in it would give him problems, but it hasn’t. It’s a third of a cup of cornmeal to about five cups of other stuff, so it’s pretty well diluted. I’m glad that Anadama bread still works for him because it’s the easiest variant I know beyond the basic white bread recipe in terms of keeping ingredients on hand.
I ran out of my sweetened, flavored creamer Thursday morning and have put unsweetened almond milk in my coffee the last two days. Things definitely taste better with the creamer. The coffee with stevia and almond milk tastes kind of vaguely alcoholic in a way that does not appeal to me. I think I can tolerate it, though, and I’m trying to decide whether or not I’m going to. The creamer, in the amounts I use, has as many calories as the mix I was using that included both creamer and sugar.
Scott is scheduled to work tomorrow. We’re not pleased by that, but it was fairly inevitable because they’re trying to do something with a particular line and he’s the employee who knows that line best. We haven’t decided yet if we’re going to do the library run today or wait until tomorrow. Doing it on Saturday always leaves us needing to take things that can’t be renewed back a day early which requires an extra trip. Also, parking downtown is free on Sunday but not on Saturday. If we’re quick at the library (under ten minutes), we don’t have to pay there, but it costs us an extra few dollars for parking when we go for bubble tea afterwards.
I tried to shelve a stack of hardcovers, A-C authors, yesterday, and I couldn’t shelve any of the Bs at all because of the junk piled two or three feet deep in front of the bookshelf. I didn’t feel up to trying to shift that right then, but I probably should do so at least long enough to get the books in. There are six of them, and none of them are small.
I spent a lot of time yesterday annotating my list of unread books. A lot of that consisted of trying to remember why and where I acquired them and of figuring out how likely I am to actually read them. A friend linked me to a local company that sells used books, DVDs, and CDs on commission and will pick stuff up from the seller’s house, but they won’t take romances, and they won’t take books published by Scholastic, and they won’t take anything older than a certain date (1985 for kid’s books because of some new laws regarding toxic stuff in older books and 1970 for adult books). They’re also decidedly unenthusiastic about fiction that’s more than three years old. They say that non-fiction tends to hold value better. They don’t say that they won’t take remaindered library books, but I would be surprised if they did. I guess I will see what I end up with on my to-get-rid-of pile and decide whether or not to deal with them then.
The PT massage is helping less this week. I’m not sure why. I’ve been doing it as regularly and as thoroughly as I did the previous week, but I have more pain, and I think, based on the discomfort from my bras, more swelling. I will be going in again on Tuesday. It makes me wonder if all of that suction was actually beneficial. The PT seemed to think that I would have less pain and swelling after treatment, so this isn’t just a case of expected and temporary worsening.
The genetic counseling office called me yesterday to explain that they’re sending me papers to fill out and that, when I have returned those, they will call me about scheduling an appointment. My impression was that the main purpose for the call was to give me a name and number to call if my packet doesn’t arrive some time next week.
I hope to write today, either Weiss Kreuz or Narnia, but Cordelia has decided in the last day or so that she wants to read whatever’s on my screen. She looked at some rp comments I wrote and reprimanded me for swearing. I have no idea what she’d say to sex and/or violence. She did mention that she’s having trouble finding Heroes of Olympus fics that are to her taste. I think a big part of that is that she is both a canon shipper and more interested in the female characters than the male characters.
Cordelia is pretty miserable with her cold. I think she has accepted that we can’t magically fix it, but she still hopes that something will help. I know the feeling. When I was in college, in the late 1980s, the student paper had a cartoonist named Fred Zinn, and he did a comic that’s applicable— It has someone looking at a bottle of pills that promise to condense all the misery of a cold into one second. They take a pill and end up as a pile of dust but feeling much, much better and pleased with their choice.
At least, Cordelia has three days to recover without worrying about school. There’s no school Monday. I think it’s a report writing day for teachers. Cordelia’s friends will not be coming over because their mother is off that day.
I’m pretty sure I’m getting Cordelia’s cold. My throat is kind of itchy. This is far from ideal given that the waiting room at PT is tiny. I think it’s about half the size of our living room, and there are always at least three of us in there and often more.
When I made bread on Wednesday, I discovered that molasses can ferment. I think I knew that. I just hadn’t deep down realized it. Fortunately, I tasted the contents of the old jar before I used it, and we had an unopened jar that was fine. I made Anadama bread. Scott was a bit worried that the cornmeal in it would give him problems, but it hasn’t. It’s a third of a cup of cornmeal to about five cups of other stuff, so it’s pretty well diluted. I’m glad that Anadama bread still works for him because it’s the easiest variant I know beyond the basic white bread recipe in terms of keeping ingredients on hand.
I ran out of my sweetened, flavored creamer Thursday morning and have put unsweetened almond milk in my coffee the last two days. Things definitely taste better with the creamer. The coffee with stevia and almond milk tastes kind of vaguely alcoholic in a way that does not appeal to me. I think I can tolerate it, though, and I’m trying to decide whether or not I’m going to. The creamer, in the amounts I use, has as many calories as the mix I was using that included both creamer and sugar.
Scott is scheduled to work tomorrow. We’re not pleased by that, but it was fairly inevitable because they’re trying to do something with a particular line and he’s the employee who knows that line best. We haven’t decided yet if we’re going to do the library run today or wait until tomorrow. Doing it on Saturday always leaves us needing to take things that can’t be renewed back a day early which requires an extra trip. Also, parking downtown is free on Sunday but not on Saturday. If we’re quick at the library (under ten minutes), we don’t have to pay there, but it costs us an extra few dollars for parking when we go for bubble tea afterwards.
I tried to shelve a stack of hardcovers, A-C authors, yesterday, and I couldn’t shelve any of the Bs at all because of the junk piled two or three feet deep in front of the bookshelf. I didn’t feel up to trying to shift that right then, but I probably should do so at least long enough to get the books in. There are six of them, and none of them are small.
I spent a lot of time yesterday annotating my list of unread books. A lot of that consisted of trying to remember why and where I acquired them and of figuring out how likely I am to actually read them. A friend linked me to a local company that sells used books, DVDs, and CDs on commission and will pick stuff up from the seller’s house, but they won’t take romances, and they won’t take books published by Scholastic, and they won’t take anything older than a certain date (1985 for kid’s books because of some new laws regarding toxic stuff in older books and 1970 for adult books). They’re also decidedly unenthusiastic about fiction that’s more than three years old. They say that non-fiction tends to hold value better. They don’t say that they won’t take remaindered library books, but I would be surprised if they did. I guess I will see what I end up with on my to-get-rid-of pile and decide whether or not to deal with them then.
The PT massage is helping less this week. I’m not sure why. I’ve been doing it as regularly and as thoroughly as I did the previous week, but I have more pain, and I think, based on the discomfort from my bras, more swelling. I will be going in again on Tuesday. It makes me wonder if all of that suction was actually beneficial. The PT seemed to think that I would have less pain and swelling after treatment, so this isn’t just a case of expected and temporary worsening.
The genetic counseling office called me yesterday to explain that they’re sending me papers to fill out and that, when I have returned those, they will call me about scheduling an appointment. My impression was that the main purpose for the call was to give me a name and number to call if my packet doesn’t arrive some time next week.
I hope to write today, either Weiss Kreuz or Narnia, but Cordelia has decided in the last day or so that she wants to read whatever’s on my screen. She looked at some rp comments I wrote and reprimanded me for swearing. I have no idea what she’d say to sex and/or violence. She did mention that she’s having trouble finding Heroes of Olympus fics that are to her taste. I think a big part of that is that she is both a canon shipper and more interested in the female characters than the male characters.
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Date: 2016-01-31 04:00 am (UTC)(I've been getting well behind with things - including Narnia - for about three days now because of one.)
I'd never heard of toxicity in books older than 1985. Oh dear - that's certainly the majority of my home library.
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Date: 2016-01-31 02:52 pm (UTC)Yes, googling 'children's book toxicity' shows that the concern is that some children's books, prior to 1985, were printed with a lead based ink. There was a law passed that holds resellers liable for selling such things without testing every single one to make sure it's safe. The articles I found are all from between 2007 and 2009, and they speculate that libraries might have to throw out a large portion of their older books due to the changes in the law.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/03/23/AR2009032301764.html
'children's book lead ink' led me to an actual government document. It looks like they specifically exempted books from testing as long as they're aimed at kids old enough not to chew on them. But I can see why a reseller might choose not to deal in such things at all.
http://www.cpsc.gov/en/Business--Manufacturing/Business-Education/Lead/Total-Lead-Content/#tl_04f
As far as Narnia goes, you may have seen that I posted some comments on NFFR about chapter 12 of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. Mainly, I had a lot of questions, but I went on for quite a number of paragraphs.
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Date: 2016-01-31 03:23 pm (UTC)