In a few hours, I’ll be rid of the last drain. They have done the job: over 2.3 pounds of blood and fluid removed over the last 3 weeks.
We had the second $3.14 Speedway pizza for supper last night. I made reservations at Dunbar Tea Room for today to celebrate the end of the drains and the return to almost-normal. Dunbar has a vegetarian high tea and I’m looking forward to it!
The open-faced sandwiches on “Seaside Hotel” are artful, but unfortunately, very few are veg. The Danes have a sandwich ritual that starts with herring, proceeds to other varieties of fish, like salmon, continues with ham or roast beef and ends with cheese, all beautifully festooned with red onion rings, radishes and herbs.
Lizzie was restless and barked off and on last night. Ron took care of her, as he always does.
Meanwhile life goes on. Hearings for Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson’s confirmation to the Supreme Court begin today. YouTube soon will be loaded with Trump bootlicker senatorial grandstanding.
Discussion and debate here in Mashpee continues around sewage treatment plans, and according to some sources, none of the phases will benefit Santuit Pond, which needs more help than any other body of water, fresh or salt. I for one am confused.
Still no word from the creep who ripped me off. I don’t understand those who steal from other people. The worst I’ve ever done is cop a few manuscript pages from the store room at the BU School of journalism. Taking office supplies home from work was considered a perk that didn’t hurt anyone, but come to think of it, that doesn’t make sense, any more than stealing towels from a hotel does.
I uploaded some new code to NEPS yesterday and this morning it seemed to work, partially at least. Clearing the checkboxes is still a puzzle.