The weather continues to veer insanely between "Christ it's cold!" to "Open the windows, it's stuffy in here." Today was the latter. I had the doors open all afternoon and even managed to get some yardwork done. Not a lot, I had eaten a big lunch and the exertion made my stomach a little upset. But I dug out a big clump of raspberry brambles (which in eight years never produced a single berry, but provided a home to multitudes of japanese beetles) and some vines.
Last night we got out most of the Christmas decorations. We don't do a lot, but we do set up small trees on the dining table and coffee table, and hang stockings over the fireplace. And I have a glowy Santa thing that changes color, which my aunt gave me a couple of years ago. It's all nice and cheerful, although it seems a little weird to have Christmas decorations up when it's so warm the front door is open.
Started on my photography project today. Actually yesterday, but yesterday I spent the whole day reading manuals and setting up equipment. Today I started taking pictures. It's nothing glamorous -- just photographing frame samples -- but it's exciting to me because I haven't worked with strobe lights before. Just figuring out how to use the light meter almost stumped me! It's one of those newfangled digital thingies. I like my old school analog light meter, but it doesn't have a flash setting so it doesn't work with strobes.
Thirteen's health seems to be tied to the weather more than I thought. The past week or so has been pretty bad for her: she falls all the time and I've been carrying her up the steps because she just can't manage it. And last night's bath, making her stand in a slippery tub, (trying to keep her standing up is more like it) was an ordeal for both of us. I've been feeling really discouraged about her future. But today in the warm weather she did so much better. While the door was open she went outside on her own initiative twice, and got back up the steps on her own both times! It gives me hope that if we can get her through the winter, she'll be all right.
On the other hand, now that it's evening she's stumbling and falling again. Maybe she overtaxed herself this afternoon.
Zarf update: Zarf is acting suspicious and making himself into the early suspect of a murder plot. Which means he clearly didn't do it. And his real name was Freddie before he became a rock star. Also, he kissed Bianca the lesbian. Who's still a lesbian, and still doesn't like kissing men, but found the experience "strangely moving." Also, the actor who plays Zarf was in an off-Broadway play about Boy George. He played George's boyfriend/rival, transvestite and club kid Marilyn. Which sounds like pretty good experience for this role.
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