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sabotabbyLike every teacher in the entire world, I managed to get sick immediately after closing up. I should know better than to plan anything immediately after school is done, since I tend to spend the last month or so plowing through and ignoring my body's desperate pleas for surrender.
Instead, I did laundry, because that was getting problematic, and I baked like a mofo. Expect a post about my first vegan cheesecake experiment soon (when it's eaten and I find out if it's actually good and if it held together, but damn if it doesn't at least *look* pretty).
And I gardened. Here are some pictures of what my garden looks like atm.
THAT'S RIGHT Y'ALL THOSE ARE TINY FRUITS AND VEGETABLES HAPPENING
I MADE A FOOD
Most exciting is that one of my ghost pepper plants is growing. Last year, that didn't happen at all.
I managed to faff about during the day, between the baking and the gardening, and left social plans until the last minute because I was honestly feeling like utter shit and didn't even know if I would be awake and mobile when it came time for fireworks. In the end,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
misslynx and I went to the celebration in Woodbine Park at the last possible minute (we arrived as the show was starting). Worth it, even though I feel like worse shit this morning.
I rather enjoy watching gunpowder used for its intended purpose.
Anyway, today is party, despite the fact that I am clearly dying and will soon be dead of the Plague or the galloping consumption of what have you. I do really want to sleep but I feel like if I ever stop moving, I will spend the rest of my vacation in sloth-mode and regret it come August when I have to go back to work.
Instead, I did laundry, because that was getting problematic, and I baked like a mofo. Expect a post about my first vegan cheesecake experiment soon (when it's eaten and I find out if it's actually good and if it held together, but damn if it doesn't at least *look* pretty).
And I gardened. Here are some pictures of what my garden looks like atm.
THAT'S RIGHT Y'ALL THOSE ARE TINY FRUITS AND VEGETABLES HAPPENING
I MADE A FOOD
Most exciting is that one of my ghost pepper plants is growing. Last year, that didn't happen at all.
I managed to faff about during the day, between the baking and the gardening, and left social plans until the last minute because I was honestly feeling like utter shit and didn't even know if I would be awake and mobile when it came time for fireworks. In the end,
misslynx and I went to the celebration in Woodbine Park at the last possible minute (we arrived as the show was starting). Worth it, even though I feel like worse shit this morning.I rather enjoy watching gunpowder used for its intended purpose.
Anyway, today is party, despite the fact that I am clearly dying and will soon be dead of the Plague or the galloping consumption of what have you. I do really want to sleep but I feel like if I ever stop moving, I will spend the rest of my vacation in sloth-mode and regret it come August when I have to go back to work.
