Back into the work grind, how quickly that holiday feeling flees the merciless approach of mindless tedium. Gah. Still, Queen’s Birthday weekend is in June (another three day weekend, I love you Queen, regardless of your strange offspring) and plans are already afoot. Afoot, I say! My kingdom for afoot!
I made a green chicken curry for dinner and it was slightly on the hot side; just enough so that I had to eat it really fast so that it wouldn’t burn my mouth while I chewed. It wasn’t exactly Monkey hot (ooh! oooh! aaah! aah!) but pretty close. Still, I love thai food and I am not averse to letting tastebuds die in the pursuit of coconut cream. Mmmm, coconut cream. It’s a fruit, right? Good for you. Bound to be.
The dogs and cat have settled back in nicely from their holiday at the kennels; the Cat in particular is very full of his own magnificence and is yowling assertively all over the house. I assured him we hadn’t purchased another cat in his absence, but he didn’t look convinced. The dogs were thrilled to see the cat (the kennel people appeared dubious when I told them the cat would like to visit the dogs while in confinement) and took turns in ramming their large dog heads into the cat carrier to see him. There was a few muffled yowls then some free-style biting, and the dog would retreat, only to be replaced by the large skull of the second dog. Cue the biting. You know how this goes. Only you have NO idea how long the dogs kept it up for.
