Today's lunch

Leftovers!



Cheese and beans bake (pinto beans, kidney beans, Granny Smith apples, tomatoes, monterey jack cheese, splash of white wine. From The Moosewood Cookbook); red grapes; green peppers sauteed for a couple minutes in balsamic vinegar; and cornbread.

Ouch

Oh, Livejournal, repository of all knowledge . . .

I've had a mouth canker sore for over a month now. It's not concave, but a bump that refuses to heal. Sometimes ulcerated, sometimes not.

Suggestions? At what point do I get concerned enough to call the doctor?

Edited to add: Okay, thanks. I have an appointment with my clinic today.

Frustrations

Our scanner/printer has not been working for months despite my begging Rob to fix it. He spent four hours in the past week to get it up and working, including downloading new software and installing it, and then concluding that the old software was interfering with the new software, then searching in the basement for the old software, finding it, running uninstall and still not getting it to work. I told him screw it, I want a working scanner. Buy a new one if you have to.

So he bought a new scanner/copier. Tried to set it up. And it won't work. He thinks . . . the software on the computer is interfering with the scanner. So he has to uninstall everything. Again.

I am ready to tear my hair out from sheer frustration.

He has been working long hours, including going in on his day off, trying to bump up his income, and the girls are complaining that they never see him. As new guy/low man on the totem pole he is, of course, working the entire Memorial Day weekend. It's as bad as when he was working at CompUSA. He is also clearly in the dump-and-run mode. The house is a mess.

The girls are maddening to cook for. I can't figure out healthy foods that they will deign to eat for dinner.

All kinds of end-of-the year activities are keeping me from getting to karate class.

Flat tire on the bike today. And bicycle grease smeared all over the sleeves of my spring coat.

I have gained back half of the weight I lost.

Soulcollaging cards: The Ravens of Unresting Thought, The Bearer of Burdens, Jane Austen

The scanner is up and running. Hurrah! You can click on any of the pictures to see it closer up.

The title of this first card is a reference to my favorite poem in all the world, Yeat's The Two Trees. The ravens he speaks of in the poem have come to represent depression for me. I went back and forth as to whether this card is a "Committee Card" (something inside of me) or a "Council Card" (something archetypal). I have tentatively decided (for now) that it is a Council Card, but in fact it may be a bridge card between the two suits.

( The Ravens of Unresting Thought - Council Suit )

( The Bearer of Burdens - Committee Suit )

Here's one to honor one of my favorite authors. It is unusual because I use words on this card, which as a rule I think I will want to avoid when making soulcollaging cards. But this first paragraph is so famous that I couldn't resist using it. (I used the Jane Austen font, which is based upon her handwriting.) These are the table and chair she used when writing her novels.

( Jane Austen - Community Suit )