Three times in the last week, I've been in the middle of working with a patient and my computer has completely shut down. It made me feel very grateful that I was trained in the stone age and used to do testing on actual paper with a pen and a stopwatch. Kids these days don't know how good they have it! It also made me grateful that my computer died during the Black Friday chaos so I was able to replace it with a brand new version for nearly the same price it would have cost to fix it.
So in the vein of gratitude, here's a photo dump of all the various things that I've been grateful for lately (and a little example of why I'm not fit for polite society)
Averson has been very into doing nails lately. They don't stay on long, but the art is getting so good!
It's crafty season! I made Thanksgiving earrings and laughed anytime I had an opportunity to show off my turkey legs. I've also been sewing and carving and cooking and laminating Twilight themed Christmas ornaments. There may or may not be a dead snake in my garage waiting to be encased in resin.
Sydney waited SO patiently for the Jimmy Johns Picklewich. It was actually pretty good, and a delightful gluten free option.
Sydney and her friend randomly replaced a couple family pictures with ones that included John Pork. Simultaneously terrifying and hilarious
We're trying to plan a "dopamine activity" most weekends, and Averson chose to visit the animal shelter a couple weeks ago. If you need to kill a couple hours with a kid, this is a solid option. Our shelter has a cat "cafe" (really just a room you can go into with free-roaming cats) that was a nice surprise, until I read the cats' various bios. All of them said that the cat was one of the "lucky ones" who survived for three weeks unattended after their owner had passed away. I'm almost certain what wasn't said is that the cats ate the person (This is a thing, I'm not just being morbid! When I was younger a local restaurant owner was found dead after two weeks because he was supposed to be on vacation, and his cats had been left alone with his body the whole time. They couldn't identify him.) It made the room feel very uncomfortable when the very sweet elderly man kept commenting about how the cats loved him so much because they kept jumping on his lap.
