Executive Transvestite Fergus
Updated illness page. Good times.
Executive Fergus off to a busy day of mushroom eating sans tiny briefcase:
I adore his serious face. My love of this little dog makes me worry about me occasionally, but I’m going with ‘and it harm none…’. Which looks very strange from a grammatical point-of-view.
Fancy dinner Horatio and I prepared all by ourselves:
This includes steaks* in Dr Pepper Marinade†, Crash Hot Potatoes‡ and Garlic Cheese Mushrooms§.
* The very rare times that I partake of meat - specifically beef - it has to be well done. I cannot bare any pink.
† I found three recipes for it and I sort of mixed them together to get something I was fairly confident we would like. I got to use my specially imported Lawry’s Season Salt too so all was good. The little pot contains the reduced marinade.
‡ Got the recipe from Pioneer Woman Cooks - they are amazing. So yummy.
§ Horatio’s own creation. Lots of garlic, the stems from the mushrooms, some salt and cheese baked right in the mushroom. Tasty.
I also should have said that Horatio and I watched The Taming of the Shrew - the 1960s version with Elizabeth Taylor. I’d mentioned it on the phone before my visit and when it turned out that he hadn’t seen it I had to insist we acquire it.
Weasel’s friend who visited with her while I was gone gave us his old Nintendo Game Cube since he has a Wii now. I’ve been playing Super Mario Sunshine. I’m not as bad at it as I thought I would be. Since the levels aren’t timed I don’t get so stressed. I am not gifted in the gaming department. I’ve also been practising Mario Kart, my Dad got the Wii version for Father’s Day and we’re going to play when we’re all together in November. I need to practice so I don’t humiliate myself too much.
I’ve realised with Weasel gone that my deafness doesn’t bother me in and of itself. What bothers me is being unable to interact with people. I can’t understand what’s happening and that frustrates and embarrasses me. I didn’t go to my Quaker meeting today because the listening device is useless in crowds and I needed Weasel to act as a buffer for me.
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