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summer_jackelRandom pics. Gavin, Lucy, Dancer, me. :)
This week was...rollercoastery. Had some wonderful bits and some pretty hard bits. But here I am.
Spent most of the day cleaning the attic...UGH!!!!!!!!!!!! but my own fault for not going through the too-many boxes of stuff...well, years ago. Procrastination on ugly jobs metes out its own punishment.
I unearthed all sorts of cool things, though, some of which reminded me of how very much I've changed over the years...and ways in which I haven't. Letters from dead grandfather and first boyfriend, a worn feather that is all I have from my lost Squeaky Green (don't laugh, sometimes animals just take names and you can't get rid of them), high school valedictorian speech, college notes, my simi-official Meyers-Briggs result (INFJ. Never tested any other way ever. The neat thing on the result was, I apparently had close to the highest possible score on introversion and intuitive, pretty far towards judgment and almost exactly half way between feeling and thinking). Lots of stuff like that. Life can be pretty odd.
After I cleaned up, I went and visited the horses, which is always wonderful, and also my mom and brother, which is...sometimes considerably less so. But we went out to dinner for my brother's 17th birthday, and it was relatively painless.
Also: a conure is grooming my elbow cutely. I love my bird.
Ok, we'll start with the cute conyah. His chestfluff is growing back. :) We think the picking was hormonal, or maybe stress from me not handling him quite as much in the first couple weeks on the new job. Still, he's pretty scruffy.
And the lovely Lucy, with a BIG pile of basil and a zuchinni she grew. We made that basil into yum the best pesto ever.
Tiger liked it too. He sez "hey why come no catnip in your garden????"
Chopping the basil. Is there a reason I choose women for the quality of their glare?!
Me and Dancer
This week was...rollercoastery. Had some wonderful bits and some pretty hard bits. But here I am.
Spent most of the day cleaning the attic...UGH!!!!!!!!!!!! but my own fault for not going through the too-many boxes of stuff...well, years ago. Procrastination on ugly jobs metes out its own punishment.
I unearthed all sorts of cool things, though, some of which reminded me of how very much I've changed over the years...and ways in which I haven't. Letters from dead grandfather and first boyfriend, a worn feather that is all I have from my lost Squeaky Green (don't laugh, sometimes animals just take names and you can't get rid of them), high school valedictorian speech, college notes, my simi-official Meyers-Briggs result (INFJ. Never tested any other way ever. The neat thing on the result was, I apparently had close to the highest possible score on introversion and intuitive, pretty far towards judgment and almost exactly half way between feeling and thinking). Lots of stuff like that. Life can be pretty odd.
After I cleaned up, I went and visited the horses, which is always wonderful, and also my mom and brother, which is...sometimes considerably less so. But we went out to dinner for my brother's 17th birthday, and it was relatively painless.
Also: a conure is grooming my elbow cutely. I love my bird.
Ok, we'll start with the cute conyah. His chestfluff is growing back. :) We think the picking was hormonal, or maybe stress from me not handling him quite as much in the first couple weeks on the new job. Still, he's pretty scruffy.
And the lovely Lucy, with a BIG pile of basil and a zuchinni she grew. We made that basil into yum the best pesto ever.
Tiger liked it too. He sez "hey why come no catnip in your garden????"
Chopping the basil. Is there a reason I choose women for the quality of their glare?!
Me and Dancer
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Date: 2007-09-17 12:21 pm (UTC)And yes. Your conure is terribly, terribly cute. Hopefully he won't ever start picking his feathers out again...elbow-nibbling is much less destructive!
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Date: 2007-09-17 10:46 pm (UTC)I'm keeping fingers crossed on the feather picking, too.
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Date: 2007-09-23 11:15 pm (UTC)huh lucy and those zuchinni :)
and wow what a glare yes...
but really...fabulous photo ...the second one of you and dancer...
with you heads together
i love it!
k
p.s.
yeah...i couldn't make it to the festial
mabe i should have let you know sooner...im sry... i hope you enjoyed the fiddling