Anne

Husband made fried halloumi with mashed potatoes, French beans and parsley sauce.

I am. So full.

I. Pictures from my summer holiday have been posting every other day over on my pillowfort. I wanted to have them post between 11 and 12 midday. This is not what has happened. I don't know why Americans can't just use a sensible way to read a clock. Oh well, it's not a disaster. I have enough posts scheduled that the last one will be in end September. Husband also gave me some photos that he took and I'll put up some of those as well.

II. Luna's appetite is yo-yoing a bit. After we came back from our holiday it started getting difficult, and then the other day she had another little hairball, and now she's eating well again. I really think the issue is hairball related rather than kidney issues, but we'll see. She's got a vet visit scheduled soon to have her teeth checked and the vet wanted to try and get a blood sample for her kidney values at the same time. It's easier for everybody, especially the elderly cat, if we can do both these two things at the same time without having to knock her out.

III. Still very motivated about the new bed project in the garden, but Husband says wait until later in the year for a higher chance of success and also because he says after we've had some proper rainy days, it'll also be easier to dig it up. So I'm trying to keep up steam here until I can order the plants and start digging a big hole! I kind of want to order them now just because I'm excited, but since I can't plant them anyway that would stupid. Plant nursery people can look after the same pots way better than I can in the meantime.

IV. Summer holiday has come to an end. Back to work kicking and screaming as per usual. Well, actually, I have seriously tried really hard not to complain too much about it this year, but some grump slipped out Sunday evening and Husband laughed at me.

V. Holly is having a nap on my lap at the moment and she's dreaming something. It's immensely cute, but the twitching tickles madly.

VI. Sunday also marked the return to watching opera from the Met in our little cinema. This one was The Barber of Seville which was very good and funny. I've been listening to bits of it again since. There are a couple of titles in the program for the next season that we would like to see, but some of them unfortunately won't be possible. These are only shown one time, so it's not like you get a choice. Rigoletto coincides with a family event, and Tristan and Isolde is shown on a Friday because it's so super long (5 hours!) AND we already have tickets for the music house that same evening. Neither of us are really up for that kind of marathon! The Met does have it's own streaming service with over 800 titles on it and it's not even very expensive, so we've been considering trying that out.