Where we spoke very briefly on how terrible things are right now and pivoted straight into cat stories.


Where we spoke very briefly on how terrible things are right now and pivoted straight into cat stories.


Jeremy was very happy to donate his science-y type coffee maker to the neighborhood coffee shop. It’s proudly displayed on the shelf along a wall for all to admire.

I went to the range on Saturday morning and learned to fire a rifle. I’ve only shot pistols before, so this was new for me. The Izaak Walton league is soooo scouty. I thought I was moving away from the Unitarians, but the other person who was learning with me was a young woman who just stepped off of a board position at Cedar Lane UU. The world is a small place.

I couldn’t actually see where I shot on the target until I went to get it, and then I thought a lot about the words accuracy and precision. I’m precise, but not very accurate.

Then I went to meet Pumpkin/Esme, Megan’s new kitty and she is so much fun! I got to hold her and cuddle with a kitten.


And then choir this morning…

Loves, I’m still sick -ish. So that makes it about three weeks. I’m rally-ing on though. Though the first quarter at work which ends on Friday, through meetings for my extracurricular activities and fun things. Hahaha. Jeremy and I usually touch base on Friday night to check out the schedule for the weekend and then again on Sunday night for the week and I realized that on Sunday night, I had every night booked this week. Thankfully, Monday night was zoom, Tuesday night, I decided I wasn’t well enough to go to a pot luck. Wed night was a meeting about a capital campaign for the church (our minister is leaving to work for the national UU organization, so a promotion, but *sniff* we need a new minister now), Thursday was choir and I have an archery range training tonight. We’ll see how it all shakes out, this is too much for me.
I spent a lot of money on organizing trays for a dresser of mine that is the “office supply” dresser. Apparently, the cool thing to do (which I did not do) is to buy a 3D printer and then print exactly the organizing tray for the space that you have. omg, that sounds like a complete nightmare to me – you have to 1) actually buy a 3D printer, 2) have a place to store the printer, you have to buy the stuff that squirts through the printer, you have to design the thing that you print on some software that you probably have to pay for and then you’ll mess up like 17,000 times. I hardly use the labeler that I have, so a 3D printer is a no-go. I’d rather pay more money for the premade trays – the goal is decluttering and not re-cluttering with another hobby that I can’t manage. I barely can manage adobe acrobat with signatures (I won’t tell you how long it took me to sign a few PDFs yesterday for Edda’s stuff, scanning / printing / rescanning / cursing/ printing / rescanning, repeat forever.)
My organized trays that make me very happy:



On Wed, I went to town center (1.5 miles away) to go to the library and Trader Joe’s and the car was making a funny noise. I took the gas car (which we drive about once a week or less) and I was like – “huh, I guess I’m super used to driving the electric car, a combustion engine car sounds terrible”. Turns out that I was happily driving on a flat tire and didn’t know until I parked in the Trader Joe’s lot. boo.

Jeremy handled the entire thing – he rescued me from trader joes, he called the tow truck, the tire place and it’s all done. We just need to pick it up.

I still don’t really feel like I have a handle on the new year, I’m still slogging though this cold – I hope I’m not contagious anymore because it’s been like more than two weeks now and I’ve been doing all the things.
This past weekend, Jeremy was supposed to end his two week vacation by going to Philly to see a friend, but that got cancelled at the last minute, unfortunately.
Edda had two seizures on New Year’s Day – one at about 7 am, the other at 6 pm, we gave her the rectal diazepam and put her to bed. Then on Friday Jan 2nd, she was scheduled to go back to her day camp, but she had a third seizure while we were getting her ready, so I held her at home. She, thankfully, didn’t bite her tongue during any of the seizures, so once she recovered from them, she seemed happy and able to eat all her meds. We got messages to our neurologist at CHOP – and he wrote back with a contingency plan if they continued, but they did not!
I went to guitar lesson on Saturday – fun per usual and then on Saturday night, I went with Megan to put her kitty down which was super sad and on the way home – Megan said – I’m a crazy cat lady with no cats! She’s lost all three cats within the past 18 months. 🙁
Sunday morning, I went to brunch with Lauren and Soojung – it’s impossible to get all four usual suspects together (Laura’s at Universal in FL!). We went to Founding Fathers and I don’t think I’ve been there for brunch recently. So much to catch up on. and so thankful I don’t have to navigate college admissions anymore! What a racket.
Our neighborhood coffee place is just so popular!

Elka is like the bougiest dog there is in her REI coat and a regular at the coffeshop.

We forgot that the 28th was Elka’s fourth birthday. We love you Elka.
I read and/or listened to 13 books this year. My favorite was Empire of Pain – this was a great listen.

I do have intentions for the new year, but I feel like I’ve been sick for two weeks now and hacking up at night and not sleeping well. I’ll go forth later. Or never.
Let’s see how we did:
Mostly it was a good year!
On Boxing day, we drove up to Philly to see Bob and Katherine. Elka came along and here are the three doggies – each in their own bed.

It was a nice time, quiet meals together – chatting.

There was music both days we were there, the first night had interesting instruments including bagpipes and recorders. The second night was a sing-a-long which started with Christmas songs and ended with Yellow Submarine.

There was an ice storm the night we stayed over, it was very slippery, but Elka enjoyed herself and was steady with four paws on the ground.

Here is Bunter stealing Elka’s bed. We also managed a lovely lunch with Caleb in Philly.

Here’s Edda walking to the sing-a-long.

Sunday we were back and I was very social – went weightlifting with Lexy, saw Tom with Steve and Charlie, then Sunday night dinner with the Martins. And then finally back in bed with my beloved Elka. lol. This is how I end each day.

We had a lovely Christmas Eve and Christmas day. Jeremy took a long bike ride on Christmas Eve after almost 2 or 3 weeks of shaking off a bad cold. We took Elka to the dog park.

While Jeremy was riding, I made his favorite cookie flavor – ginger molasses cookie. This was a good recipe with crystallized ginger. My Christmas gift to Jeremy.

He played with his gifts from Loanne/Dani (coffee maker thing-y) and from Secret Santa (a scale that goes to 0.1 grams).

Christmas day – Jeremy made us the delicious bacon breakfast.

We opened gifts – this towel from Eliana.

Beautiful scarf with hand sewn(!) absorbent layer from Loanne – she is a very good gift giver.

And Nat gave Edda this beautiful lilac set.

In the evening, we celebrated my father’s birthday with a lovely lamb dinner.

Edda came home ill on Monday which was the same day we were having the Martin Secret Santa. Jeremy and I had a back-and-forth about who should go and who should stay home with Edda. In the end, I went – I had baked the desserts and I was more invested in the gifts that I had bought – it was a really nice evening, esp since Jane was in town and we got to hear a lot about her job. I did bake a “main dessert” – these chocolate chip brookies which are …fine but not amazing.

My fruitcake – which I started in October ended up…ok. The last layer of royal frosting on the outside dried to a plaster-like consistency and cracked severely when the knife went through it to slice. I was hoping that I would end up liking fruitcake – but really, I ended up deciding that a chocolate cake is much much better. I’m disappointed because I have a lot of fruitcake, but I’m happy I tried this recipe.

Jeremy, unlike me, has two weeks off of work. The office just closed down, no need to use vacation time. He’s been busy as a bee at home, organizing the battery drawer, sorting through our electronic trash. He’s going faster than I can deal, because I usually do the final getting it out of the house, but I’m behind.


I’ve been thinking a lot about houseplants in our house. I think we are at the maximum number (about 30) and now it has to be one-in one-out. I’m a little worried that I’ve crossed over to too many plants, but Jeremy assures me that that is not the case.
This tree stands at alert in our stairwell, it’s from Gene – well over a decade old. I unbraided it a long time ago, and it never looks fantastically happy, but it keeps on going and the trunk is surprisingly thick.

This is a pineapple plant from a grocery store. I think someday it’s suppose to pop out a pineapple and then die. But I think it’s never going to get enough light to do that. I got this from my friend Hiroko who did successfully grow a pineapple in her front yard.

This fiddle leaf fig tree I found on the side of the road with one leaf. I’ve had it now about 3 years and it grew really tall and then I chopped it back. It needs a lot of light which is why I think my neighbor tossed it, it lives for the summer on my porch. In the winter, I try to just have it not die.

So I ended up taking three days off of work to nap and putter around and cough phlegm up from the depths of my lungs. I skipped choir rehearsal on Thursday, I went to guitar lesson on Friday and on Friday night, I went to orientation to the Izaak Walton League Rockville Chapter. That was fun, I’m hoping to learn to actually target precision shoot air pistols – I met the instructor on Friday night and the board of directors and got approved to join. On Saturday, I spent the day sealing my fruitcakes in jam, marzipan and royal icing with hopefully enough sugar and alcohol to preserve the entire thing. One for this year and I’m saving the other one for next year.

On Sunday I went to weightlifting, there is a meet in January, we’ll see if I make it, I’m trying still to work on my technique – now the extension to get the bar to fly up from my thighs before I get under it. Elka went to the doggie park with Jeremy.

Sunday night was also alumni night for the fire department and their neighborhood Santa brigade and it was slated to run through our neighborhood – I had NO IDEA (I know they do this every year, but never did I know there was a schedule and a route! This is a 70 year old tradition and we’ve been in our house almost more than 15 years). Sharon texted and asked if she could park at our house to watch the festivities – there is a gps tracker on Santa now, so you can predict when he’ll pass by your house. We had what seemed like a lot of kids at our house for about 15 minutes. Elka was so excited running around with the boys, sometimes I feel a little bad that Elka didn’t end up in a house with 8 kids.


Merry Christmas! There were about 2 dozen trucks!

And we celebrated the last night of Chanukah. I think we got nights 3, 4 and 8. This was not my best batch of candles, they wouldn’t stay put in the menorah, so the tall ones Jeremy put in after the other ones were almost burned down. Now Edda just got send home sick, poor thing. We’ll have to figure it all out.
