Today's Agenda
1) Stop moping. As awesome as the highs of BayCon were (and our Dresden Files LARP was everything I dreamed it could be and then some), it is not a tragedy that firestrike has not made me blush and sputter since Monday night, nor is it fair to unfavorably compare my sofa to maiandra's shoulder. Besides, for a change I'm not done with conventions for the year. Many of my favorite people are going to Worldcon in August. I love my normal life, with my somewhat shabby but comfortable house, my infuriatingly stubborn smart-ass child, my husband who makes me coffee even though I yelled at him last night, my garden full of toads and bugs and growing things, the kitten that is tucked under my chin chewing on my hand, the beans simmering in the crockpot. Yeah, yesterday sucked. That doesn't mean today will.
2) Finish tying up my tomatoes (no, that is not a euphemism).
3) Harvest cherries, strawberries, peas.
4) Go to Target, replace laundry baskets, go to Trader Joe's, buy food.
5) Make strawberry jam (the apricots need to sit a few more days).
6) Make cherry barbecue sauce. (I snagged 5 pounds of sweet cherries for $5 at the farmer's market yesterday. I don't think we can eat them all before they go bad, I still have a bunch of frozen pitted cherries from the 15 pounds I picked last year, but barbecue sauce freezes well).
7) Take K out to practice bike-riding before it starts raining again.
8) Have tiggrrl and her little one over for dinner.
2) Finish tying up my tomatoes (no, that is not a euphemism).
3) Harvest cherries, strawberries, peas.
4) Go to Target, replace laundry baskets, go to Trader Joe's, buy food.
5) Make strawberry jam (the apricots need to sit a few more days).
6) Make cherry barbecue sauce. (I snagged 5 pounds of sweet cherries for $5 at the farmer's market yesterday. I don't think we can eat them all before they go bad, I still have a bunch of frozen pitted cherries from the 15 pounds I picked last year, but barbecue sauce freezes well).
7) Take K out to practice bike-riding before it starts raining again.
8) Have tiggrrl and her little one over for dinner.