"So you find me hard to handle..."

On the plus side: a photo of the Thing in its final, completely decorated and butter-colored glory (there are photos from home on my camera, but the floraly stuff at the top was done on-site).

I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning. The timing is completely unintentional, but advantageous--it is entirely possible that I will need stronger painkillers (stronger than 800mg ibu, yes) still tomorrow. So it is entirely possible that I will be very cranky about the whole thing. I don't envy my doctor.

Did floor and barre work yesterday. Clearly not enough, as my leg muscles exhibit no indications that they did anything out of the ordinary yesterday. Abs are a teeny bit sore.

Today I should do stretches, if not more barre work. My shoulders pop with alarming frequency of late.

I acquired an Indian cookbook on remainder. It's got an awful lot of Thai recipes in it for an Indian cookbook. It's got some good recipes, but there are a bunch of them that are definitely *not* Indian. But an entire section of Balti stuff, which is more than I have in any of my other Indian cookbooks.

( Minor musical rant: )