It's been a series of last chances the past few days: yesterday was last chance to take Excedrin Migraine, which contains aspirin. Luckily I haven't been having headaches since I started eating normally, and that particular milestone went unnoticed.
Today was the last chance to get soil from the county landfill. They're open late because the free dumping is still going on, and we had a grand plan to get two truckloads in one day. But somehow we never got around to fully unloading last week's truckload until this morning (I know, I know!) and as it turned out I had to go in to work in the afternoon. I'm just glad we had time to even get one.
It was so cold this morning! It wasn't so bad when we were unloading the soil; I guess the work warmed us up. But out at the landfill, brrr! The sun went behind the clouds, and the wind picked up, and it was so damn cold. It took us three times longer than usual to tie down the tarp, because the wind was blowing it all over the place and our hands were too numb to tie the knots. And we were just out in it for a few minutes. I felt bad for the guys who had to stand out there all morning helping people unload their junk.
We've been getting so much dirt lately that the guy who runs the backhoe (is that the right term for that thing? When I was a kid I used to call it a "picker up dirter and putter it downer") recognizes us. When he finished he said "See you next week!" I didn't have the heart to tell him that we won't see him next week. I think I'll be up to going back by the week after, but probably not up to unloading dirt. The surgeon said I have to avoid heavy yardwork for a month. Maybe we can get something lighter like mulch. I still probably won't be able to shovel it off the truck, but I might be able to spread it on the flowerbeds.
Last night Georg and I must have been in the same mood, because we both came home with ingredients for soup. Really it was a no brainer: this weather calls for comfort food, and if you can't eat fat, that means soup. We had Georg's soup last night: Thai hot & sour soup with shrimp. Tonight we had mine: Mexican tortilla soup with chicken. Both were excellent! The funny thing is, they had ingredients in common (chicken broth, lime juice and cilantro) and were both zingy, but they tasted quite different. Both great recipes though.
Now I'm killing time playing the Linguist List's Lexicon puzzle game (thanks to Suzette Haden Elgin for the link). I've only needed one hint so far, for puzzle 3, and it was only "remember this game was written by linguists." Not much of a spoiler! But now I'm stuck on puzzle 16, which is vaguely embarrassing since puzzle 17 is the one that seems to give people trouble. Ah well, I'll figure it out eventually.
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