Last weekend

I was able to stand on the deck and get some pictures of Oribel surveying her domain to the west.

 

 

I was even able to get her to look at me by calling her name,

 

but that didn't last long as soon as she realized I didn't have anything interesting for her.

 

It rained the other day.

Someone was not impressed.

A while back,

I made a knitted bowl, which was pretty big when it was done. Which was OK, since the whole plan was to make it smaller with a trip through the washing machine.

 

It didn't wind up shrinking as much as I would have liked, and it wasn't as dense either, so then the plan turned into, "Add some fabric and turn it into a bag." That part of the plan hasn't happened yet because even though Oribel doesn't have much use for store-bought cat beds,

 

she seems to be willing to turn all sorts of other stuff into them.

Guess what?

Digging a hole to transplant chives into is a lot easier if Someone isn't sticking their head in the hole to see what you are doing in their yard. Also, if you don't want the fut of your back leg getting stuck to your stomach, you shouldn't go about in the cockleburs.

Kiwi Ice Cream

4 (or 5) ripe kiwi, peeled
2/3 cup orange juice
2 eggs (unless you are all out of eggs like I was and just skip those completely)
1 1/2 cups sugar
2 cups whipping cream or half-and-half (I prefer the 1/2 & 1/2)
1/2 tsp vanilla extract
6 to 8 drops green food coloring

Blend kiwis and orange juice until almost smooth and set aside. In a large bowl beat eggs and sugar until smooth and thick. Stir in the kiwi/OJ mixture and remaining ingredients until evenly distributed. Pour into ice cream maker and freeze according to manufacturer's directions. Makes about 2 quarts.

I remembered to eat breakfast today.

It rained recently,

so of course Someone had to go out to investigate all the changes in her yard,
and then come tell me all about them.

 

 

It seems that Hubband is

my favorite hand wrapper; sadly he isn't the most recent one to wrap my hand. The doctor was very impressed with how well my hand is healing and said we seem to be doing everything the right way for it. (We, since I have had lots of help with the wrapping up part.) It has no signs of infection, no signs of binding up, lots of bright pink, new skin growing in, all that sort of stuff. I am supposed to keep doing what we've been doing until it doesn't have the couple of tiny open spots left and doesn't hurt when exposed to the air. Then the nurse wrapped it up so I could drive home. She did a fine job of course, but I guess she didn't want to get tit too tight, so it feels all loose and weird. Well, loose and weird compared to the way Hubband wraps it up so perfectly. Unfortunately he is gone for a few days and can't redo it for me. Either I am going to have to figure out how to do it myself, take someone up on their offer to skip out on their housework to drive 40+ miles to do it for me, or draft someone else to do it before he gets back home. I wouldn't want all this wonderful healing to be for naught.

My hand seems to be healing

fairly well. At least hat is our guess at this point since it starting to itch and the blisters are gone (plus no signs of infection). I have an appointment next Monday for it to be looked at by a doctor. It doesn't feel like any of the joints/bendy parts are binding up, but I suppose there is still time for that to happen. Some of the skin feels funny, kind of dry and leathery, and it looks icky and red, but it really is doing well. I am sure it will look red and obvious for some time to come. (I am guessing there will be some visual evidence for at least a year.)
I can still do most stuff with it all wrapped up, knitting doesn't seem to be a problem and for the most part cooking works out OK, if I am careful about chopping stuff up. I'm still not washing dishes for now and am beginning to think it would be easier to just pin a sign to myself for whenever I go out in public.
The biggest drawback to this? There are a couple of important stages of bread making that just can't be done with my hand in this condition. I am starting to go into bread-making withdrawal here (especially since there are certain things I always make this time of year). It is a good thing we had some back-up bread in the freezer, but those are going to run out really soon!