The perils of the flesh, plus eight days of happy

Dec 19, 2008 21:24

Apparently there is a man going to homes in the neighborhood and offering to sell people frozen "meat." He claims that he sells it to other neighbors, and takes umbrage when turned down. I am fascinated, as I always am by talk of meat -- from which corner of the animal kingdom does it come our way, and could this perhaps have something to do with all those missing pets?

Speaking of meat, during the marathon afternoon of sofa-shuffling* I managed to snag my left upper arm on a particularly large agave. Not long afterward, Foxy Brown nipped me exuberantly on the lower part of my right upper arm. Of course, I can't blame her, as this is a lovely, tender piece of meat and I'd have been tempted myself. Interesting symmetry, and very much ouch.

As for eight days of happy, I've got some for day one:

.got to visit the whiterabbit and her bunnies for fun cookie decorating
.drove all over trafficky Atlanta on a Friday afternoon in a 16-foot truck and managed not to do anything dumb or illegal
.got 20% off our truck rental just because I asked
.swapped out our wonderful but too-huge sofa for a more diminutive one

*sofa-shuffle: a bi-annual (or so) event that my extended family likes to arrange wherein we move sofas around town -- in this case curt_holman's family got in on it, too. Better symmetry that way.
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