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Wagimoko got back from Round One of her weekly shopping with a pound and a half of coffee (I told her to get extra, since we ran out). I've ground a half a cup of the beans -- the smell alone was sufficient to help wake me -- and I hear the coffeemaker gurgling in the end of the brewing cycle. Shortly, fresh coffee for me! Wagimoko has gone out to continue her shopping; since Sunday is Mother's Day, she's going out after lobsters, plus ribeye steaks for those squicked at the thought of eating what is essentially a very large bug. I don't know if the lobsters will be stuffed and baked, or just plain boiled; we discussed the number and cost of the lobsters (which, since I write the checks, I had to know) but not the means of preparing them (which, since it is no longer safe for me to cook, I dont have to know). Last night was a bit frought for us (no, no, not that way! rinse out your minds). We both went to bed early, me from general fatigue, and wagimoko since she intends to spend most of the day shopping. Nezumi-chan wasn't quite ready to settle in for the night; much of the early part of our supposed sleep time was disrupted by "Thump!" (as Nezumi-chan jumped off the bed), "Rattle-rattle-crunch-crunch" (as she ate her kibble), and "Bworp!" (as she got back to bed and belched). I finally got her to settle down by putting my good arm around her and my head next to her (one hind foot propped itself up on my jaw) and pretending to go to sleep. John "Akatsukami" Braue Friday, May 10, 2002 |
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