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Last night I made tofu poke from a recipe in the Boston Globe Magazine--served over a bed of lettuce, it made an excellent no cooking hot weather meal. Definitely recommended, both for vegetarians and for people feeling too broke to buy sushi-grade tuna.
I walked to Alewife this morning! My foot hurt enough that I probably should hold off on regularly walking for a bit longer, but it felt good. I didn't end up limping, which is definitely progress.
The weasels were able to come out into the rest of the apartment last night. Ianto is--I don't exactly want to say fearful, but he is very cautious and a bit hesitant. I remember seeing that with Ronan too. This is undoubtedly more space than he has ever experienced in his entire life, and for a not-baby ferret, that can be a bit intimidating. He also has some trouble with the hardwood floors. After a while, it was clear he was a bit freaked out, so I brought him back in the bedroom, gave him treats and told him how brave he was. After regrouping a bit, he was able to come back out again later, so he wasn't too traumatized. It's just going to take him some time to get comfortable. Sisiutl, on the other hand, explored, mapped and catalogued for about three hours straight. Her tiny feet tippytoe across the hardwood floors with no problems. She also started relocating bats from our shelf of bats in the dining room to under the bed, which is apparently where all toys belong. They both liked the water fountain, once they got the hang of it. They came out this morning to enjoy the cool air, and both of them did some running around. I am going to have to add fifteen minutes to my morning routine to accommodate weasels being cute time.
SYTYCD--Chelsea T is indeed one hot tamale. Wow! She was the standout performer among the women for me last night, though I think as some of the others get used to high heels the competition will get tougher. Most of the men need to work on their stability during lifts. Comfort's click-click--that was awesome, in an ouch kind of way. I do appreciate that the producers pay some attention to the fact that this level of dance invites injury. Among the men I liked Twitch, Joshua and Will. Will's tango was hot hot hot. Twitch and Joshua are a bit similar in some ways, both larger men (not in the sense of being overweight, but in the sense of being solidly built men, tall in Twitch's case, and not waifs), both with hip hop as a main focus, and now that Twitch has had a year to prepare, both with plenty of other dance training to draw on. Dan Karaty's comment on Twitch doing Broadway was spot on, I thought: he wasn't really doing classic Broadway, but Broadway needs a shot of whatever it is he was doing. He didn't subsume his personality to the piece and I liked that. I'm looking forward to seeing what Joshua can do in other styles. The fluidity of many of his moves in the routine they were calling hip hop was sometimes breath-taking. I didn't find Katee all that great but the routine was still pretty moving. Mia Michael's "Tim Burton's wedding" piece rather disappointed me, but that was probably the dancers more than the choreography. It looked like Chelsie H. got the kooky feel Mia wanted, but under all that dress it was a bit hard to tell. Mark seemed too stiff to me, which is strange because I would have thought this would be right up his alley. All in all, an interesting start to the competition. But would these women please get some different names from each other already?
Oh, and Top Chef--yay! All ends as it should.
I walked to Alewife this morning! My foot hurt enough that I probably should hold off on regularly walking for a bit longer, but it felt good. I didn't end up limping, which is definitely progress.
The weasels were able to come out into the rest of the apartment last night. Ianto is--I don't exactly want to say fearful, but he is very cautious and a bit hesitant. I remember seeing that with Ronan too. This is undoubtedly more space than he has ever experienced in his entire life, and for a not-baby ferret, that can be a bit intimidating. He also has some trouble with the hardwood floors. After a while, it was clear he was a bit freaked out, so I brought him back in the bedroom, gave him treats and told him how brave he was. After regrouping a bit, he was able to come back out again later, so he wasn't too traumatized. It's just going to take him some time to get comfortable. Sisiutl, on the other hand, explored, mapped and catalogued for about three hours straight. Her tiny feet tippytoe across the hardwood floors with no problems. She also started relocating bats from our shelf of bats in the dining room to under the bed, which is apparently where all toys belong. They both liked the water fountain, once they got the hang of it. They came out this morning to enjoy the cool air, and both of them did some running around. I am going to have to add fifteen minutes to my morning routine to accommodate weasels being cute time.
SYTYCD--Chelsea T is indeed one hot tamale. Wow! She was the standout performer among the women for me last night, though I think as some of the others get used to high heels the competition will get tougher. Most of the men need to work on their stability during lifts. Comfort's click-click--that was awesome, in an ouch kind of way. I do appreciate that the producers pay some attention to the fact that this level of dance invites injury. Among the men I liked Twitch, Joshua and Will. Will's tango was hot hot hot. Twitch and Joshua are a bit similar in some ways, both larger men (not in the sense of being overweight, but in the sense of being solidly built men, tall in Twitch's case, and not waifs), both with hip hop as a main focus, and now that Twitch has had a year to prepare, both with plenty of other dance training to draw on. Dan Karaty's comment on Twitch doing Broadway was spot on, I thought: he wasn't really doing classic Broadway, but Broadway needs a shot of whatever it is he was doing. He didn't subsume his personality to the piece and I liked that. I'm looking forward to seeing what Joshua can do in other styles. The fluidity of many of his moves in the routine they were calling hip hop was sometimes breath-taking. I didn't find Katee all that great but the routine was still pretty moving. Mia Michael's "Tim Burton's wedding" piece rather disappointed me, but that was probably the dancers more than the choreography. It looked like Chelsie H. got the kooky feel Mia wanted, but under all that dress it was a bit hard to tell. Mark seemed too stiff to me, which is strange because I would have thought this would be right up his alley. All in all, an interesting start to the competition. But would these women please get some different names from each other already?
Oh, and Top Chef--yay! All ends as it should.